"Dare!" Jen cried out, seconds before the minute was up.
"Ah, I see. I'd liked to have transformed you, but let's see how I can work around this..." Kyle pondered to himself.
The line was blank for about a minute before Kyle came back. Jen found she couldn't put the phone down; her arms wouldn't move, all she could do was pace and wait for him to return. "Aha!"
"Oh, so you didn't die?" Jen said, angry that he was wasting her time.
"No, although I take it you'd like that. Well, no matter, I thought of something."
"Yeah, yeah, get on with it. I don't have all day for your sick tricks."
"Ok, ok, well, starting today, I dare you to pick one of 5 cards every morning. These cards will never run out. Each will cary its own sick, twisted transformation that you'll then undergo. Shit like growing a horsecock, getting frog legs for arms, hell even plant limbs for arms, who knows. They'll be entirely random. You'll only have 2 'return-to-normal' cards, which will reverse all of your changes back to your current form. Oh, yeah, you'll never know what you pick; the backs will be facing up. Also, for the hell of it, to make sure this will never end, you'll be immortal; no more aging past the second you hang up will occur to you, Jen."
"What the hell? All of this for pantsing you in gym class last week? Seriously?" she retorted, disgusted by Kyle's sick curse.
"What can I say? It was embarrassing," Kyle said, hanging up.
Jen immediately slammed the phone down, furious the little twerp had such a messed up plan for revenge. "Good thing the curse isn't real," Jen thought to herself, turning around. She screamed. Sitting on her desk were 5 identical playing cards, with the results of each card hidden from view. Jen felt compelled to pick one up. Her hand lunged for the one second from the left, and...