Jen's minds raced, trying to figure out what to do next. She knew she needed to somehow stop the transformation pills she was due to cough up every hour. And she didn't want to risk having to fight a copy of herself to the death. She needed more information about the curse.
She sat back down at her computer and with her left head and bottom pair of arms searched online for any information. With her right head and top pair of arms, she searched on her phone.
Fifteen minutes passed before she found anything. With a bit of luck, she happened on a small website clearly made by a middle school or high school student with some information about the curse.
"Once a T or D curse is applied, it can never be fully removed. Changes can be added to unclear parts. And with a strong enough wording even core parts can be changed somewhat. But it can never be removed.
Someone who is cursed to have a cock will always have a cock. But some clever wording by another person applying the curse could change that from a penis to a pet rooster. That was how I dealt with my curse."
Jen was surprised by the picture of a 15 or 16 year old girl standing next to a 7 foot tall rooster. It was captioned "Me and my Cock". Another picture showed the giant rooster being fed corn a middle-aged woman in a suburban backyard. The caption for that image read, "Cause of the curse, I've gotten really used to the taste of corn".
So I can't make myself stop coughing up these pills.
Maybe I could make the effect of the pills different.
Jen read further on the website, where the pictured girl explained how she had gone from a 7' penis to a 7' rooster pet.
"To be changed, you need someone else who has the T or D curse to curse you. The curse is transferred when someone who has the curse uses it on someone else. But beware, there are different types of T or D curses - if someone who doesn't has the curse invokes it, it causes a different T or D curse type. Don't cross the types.
I used the curse on my best friend to give her larger boobs, then she used it back on me and changed the wording of my curse. Only use the curse on someone you trust, cause if you use it on an enemy, they can always get you back. Unless you manage to get a dare on them. Then you can make them do whatever you want, as long as you word it properly. But risky.
Just remember, sometimes the curse will do unexpected or weird things. For example, even though my cock is an animal with its own mind and personality, I feel, hear, see, and taste everything it experiences. Just keep that in mind if you are trying to figure your own way out of a T or D curse.
And even if your attempt fails, you might just have to live with it. Cause of the way T or D works, everyone not involved in your type of T or D curse seems to automatically accept most bizarre changes as being normal. So if you are in a situation that isn't unlivable, you may be better off just deciding to stay that way instead of invoking T or D again."
Very interesting. I might be able to salvage my life!
I wonder if I'll be able to change my mom back to normal. If that would change me back to normal.
A knock on the bedroom door startled Jen, and she quickly minimized her browser and answered. The same mom who had checked on her earlier rushed in, closed the door, and pulled Jen up into a big 6 armed hug.
"Ohmigosh my baby has her second head!" "Now you're just like your moms!" "You know you're lucky, right sweetie?" "We Smith women have always been blessed." "So few other people can claim to have mental facilities anywhere near ours." Her mom rambled off, rapidly swapping which head was speaking. The enthusiasm in her voice showed her sincerity and genuine emotion.
While hanging limply in a hug that memories she never lived, but had none-the-less told her was impossible to escape, Jen thought about what her mom was implying.
Even though I'm a freak now... She does have a point. I've only been like this for twenty minutes, and I can already tell how useful this is.
The curse made this version of me seem 'real' and 'right' to everyone else. Maybe I'm not actually a freak... Maybe everyone will just see me as being me.
A sneaky idea popped into her minds. As her mom released her hold, Jen spoke with her right head, "Aww, thanks mom. I'm still getting used to it. It's... not like what I expected."
Her mom focused both of her heads on Jen's right head. Jen spoke a little louder with her right head, "Actually after I started to change I did some research online. I didn't know this went all the way back to EGYPT! HOW CRAZY IS THAT?!?"
At the same time she raised her voice for an outburst about Egypt, she quietly whispered with her left head... "transform or dare"
Her mom's left head looked over at Jen's left head, clearly having heard that Jen whispered something, but unsure of what.
"Did you say something? Are you having trouble talking with two heads, dear?" "Oh yes, our line goes back far. Be proud of your heritage." her mom replied, again swapping heads between the phrases.
"Oh, sorry mom, I'm trying to figure out if it's okay to speak with one head or if I should speak with both." Jen said with her right head
"I guess my enthusiasm kinda snuck out. Should I only speak with one head?" her left head finished.
"Oh sweetie, now that you have two, you really should speak with both heads." her mom replied and smiled.
Oh mother dearest... gotcha.
Now how should I phrase it?