"You know what I'll do to you first? I'll turn that precious brain of yours into mush."
Cuntie's head tingled. She noticed herself thinking less, and more slowly. It was almost like.. Going to sleep? Cuntie wanted to tell Jennifer something to make her smart again. She would never stop being Cuntie if she was dumb. She needed to give Jennifer a.. why? She knew that was not the word but her head hurt from trying to think of the right one.
Trying to think words was not going to help her. She was too dumb for that now. Instead, Cuntie needed to focus. Jennifer needed to give back her brains, and she needed to say something.
"Miss Jennifer you need to make me smart again." Cuntie blurted out. It didn't sound right.
"Oh? And why is that?"
"Uh.. Uhm..."
Cuntie's face went red. She knew that she needed to think of this but she forgot anyway. She looked more stupid than she really was!
"I'm not that stupid! I err.. I needed to con-vince you and I knew that."
Jennifer just laughed at her.
"If you really think you're not as brain dead as I know you are, I'll give you a chance to get your old little hamster brain back."
"I'm going to give you a math problem." Jennifer said, slowing her voice down to crawl just to rub Cuntie's face into her situation. "If you get it right, I will transform you back. If you do not get it right, I will punish you."
"Are you ready?"
Cuntie nodded.
"What is five plus five?"
Okay thought Cuntie. She knew this. Her brain would just automatically give her the asnwer. She waited for it a little while since her mind was very slow now, but the asnwer didn't pop into her head. Cuntie tried to think harder by shouting in her head and tensing up her face but to no avail.
Cuntie began to panic inside. She had learned this in elementary school. She was going to be stuck dumber than a child!
"Well?" Jennifer was getting impatient and Cuntie was about to throw the towel in the ring. But then she realized, there was another way to do this! She could just count the numbers on her hands!
Cuntie held up her left hand and started stretch her fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4 ,5. She then repeated the process with her right. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
Cuntie then held both hands in front of her and used her left hand to count all the fingers she was holding up. To her suprise, she was only holding up five of them. This didn't feel right to cuntie. Was five plus five five again? She decided to repeat the process but this time with her right. Again she only counted five fingers. She couldn't wrap her head around it but aparantly this was how numbers worked.
"It's five." Cuntie said with a cautious hint of confidence.
"Uh uh! Too bad, -Cuntie-." "No! I checked! This is the right answer, I-" "Shut up. I'm giving you your punishment for being DUMB AS SHIT." "For every point that you were off, you will.."