Jenifer's prior experience with the town curse had given her some insight on how it worked.
It was a common misconception that the curse favored the wielder. That, regardless of the option the curse-ee chose, the curse-er could do pretty much whatever they wanted. This was untrue. If the curse-ee chose transform, then the curse-er could not make their victim do anything against their will. They could only make changes to their physical form.
Take Jen's friend Clarrissa for an example. When she was cursed, she chose transform. So, when that harlot Stephanie cursed her to grow a 4-meter-long horse member over her vagina and to "go fuck that bitch Jenny," Jenifer was safe. While Clarrisa did still grew her monster horse-cock, no rapes actually took place. However, if Stephanie had specified that Clarrisa's hormones levels would increase to the point where she would lose control and have sex with Jenifer, then she would have been in trouble. But, Stephanie didn't so it didn't happen. The curse was nice like that.
Conversely, if the victim chose dare, the the curse-er couldn't make changes to their physical form. At least not directly. The wielded could say, "I dare you to eat uncontrollably until you weigh 200 kilos" and it would take effect. But the dare, "I dare you to grow a cup size every time you see a boy you like," wouldn't work.
But, if the curse-ee chose both or refused to answer, then it was open season.
So, as 7 o'clock rolled around and Jenifer coughed up her first pill, she knew that she wouldn't be force feeding anybody today. However, Jenifer's research into the town's curse didn't happen without a motive. She had longed for the curse to fall into her hands so she could live out her darkest fantasies. As Jenifer stared at the little, white speck in her hand, her face twisted into the most devilish grin.
"Random, transformative effects," Jenifer repeat Kyle's cursing words back to herself. Jenifer chuckled. She didn't know what was going to happen to the poor sucker that took this pill, but she was very eager to find out. In the end, Kyle did get his wish, but it wasn't through the power of the curse. But by Jenifer's insatiable appetite for the surreal.
Jenifer hid her excitement as she climbed down the stairs and into her family's kitchen. She weighed her options. Her mother sat a the table, eating an English Muffin and checking her Twitter. She might be able to sneak the pull into Her food while she was distracted. Her older, NEET sister, Vanessa, was absent and was mostly likely still in bed. Jenifer might be able to drop it into her sleeping mouth. Stanley, the family dog, was pawing the pantry door. She could drop the pull into his morning kibble but she didn't know if it would work on animals.
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