"Fine, I'll fulfill your sick fantasty, twerp. I choose transform," Jen said, angry that this nerd was wasting her time.
"Alright, Jen. I've been waiting to do this for a long time, you know—what you di-"
"Yeah, yeah, get on with it. I don't have all day," she interrupted.
"-d to me la—you want to mouth me off, huh, bitch?"
"No, I want you to shut up, so I can get on with my day. I have a lot of preparing to do, being head cheerleader and all. What do you do, shower on a good day?"
"Shut up!" Kyle yelled angrily, knowing her words true. "In fact, new plan. For your transformation, because you wanna bitch all the time, talking and interrupting everyone you talk to, I have an idea. You'll never talk again!"
"Oh, no, the little nerd wants me to shut up. How, pray tell, do you plan on shutting me up?" she mocked, faking shock.
"Well, if you'll let me finish. For your transformation, Jennifer Smith, your mouth—no, your entire jaw and lower half of your face, from the eyes down, will turn into that of a random animal."
"L-O-L! Seriously? You're sicker than I thought!"
"I'm not done. You won't be able to talk, at all, only vocalize like that animal. And no, it won't change to fit your head, so you better hope you don't get stuck with a whale's mouth! Have a good life, Jen."
*CLICK*
Jen laughed, angrily, and slammed her phone down. "That little tw-OW, FUCK!" she yelled out, a sudden sharp pain running through her jaw. She ran over to the mirror, and watched with tears filling her eyes as her jaw went numb and began to change. "The curse was real???" she thought in a panic, and cried as the pain overcame her, causing her to black out...
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