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Transform or Dare?

Sandy the living sand sculpture

Jen was in shock. Unsure how to proceed.

“You took to long.” Kyle said “Now you get BOTH.”

Kyle cleared his throught and started listening conditions.

“For your DARE. I dare your clothes to change into a bikini with white and pink horizontal lines. And for your TRANSFORMATION ...”

Kyle pauses for dramatic effect.

“... You will now be changed into a living sand sculpture of your self, able to move around and reform your self into your human shaped form. You can add more sand to your self to grow bigger if you want, or add more limbs. Also everyone will now call you “Sandy”. Enjoy your new life... SANDY” then Kyle hung up the phone.

This was bad. Jennifer didn’t want to be a living sand sculpture. But... maybe the curse was fake? Maybe she still has a chance to rever—

Jennifer looks down and realizes she is already wearing a bikini with pink and white horizontal stripes.

She also noticed her hands getting sandier. She tries to brush off the sand, but it only reveals more sand underneath the sand falls onto the floor and collects around her legs, making them into sand to. Soon her arms and legs are totally sand and the changing spreads to her torso.

Jen collapses on the ground and vomits up a clump of wet sand.

It was too late, her organs were already ch—
Jen vomits up even more wet sand, it felt like she swallowed a desert.

Her mouth was so dr—

Jen vomits sand again and again and again and then. Nothing.

Jennifer’s mouth was still dry, but now it doesn’t bother her anymore. She moved her tong around her mouth, it was entirely made of sand now, but she couldn’t taist it now, it felt like her normal mouth. Only completely dry, and of course. Made of sand.

The changes must have spread to her head. Now Je— NO now SANDY’s brain was getting cha—

Wait who’s Sandy?

I’m Je—

No. I’m made of Sand so people call me Sa—

NO!!!

I’M A HUMAN!

... But... humans aren’t made of sand?

ARE They?

NO HUMANS ARN’T MADE OF SAND!!!

I’m.. I’M Sandy. Yes that’s my name.

“Sandy” still remembered being a human. But she felt like a new person now. Who was that J something person anyway? She was made of sand. That’s much more interesting.

Sandy got up and looked in the mirror. She looks the same as before, only now looks like her skin is covered in sand, except that sand WAS her skin. The outer layer.

The real give away was her eyes, the hair was easy to buy, but no way someone had sand in there eyes like THAT and weren’t screaming and clawing to get it out.

Sandy was completely made of sand. Except her clothes, she stretched her bikini. It looks good on her.

She was going to th—

NO!!!

Jen gets controle again long enough for Sandy to freak out and run away from the mirror.

In a panic Sandy runs into the street and gets hit by a truck going way to fast in a residential.

Sand is powderized by the impact and spreads around the neighborhood but mainly a pile in the middle of the street we’re the truck hit the living sand girl.


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