“Wh-What?” Kyle sputtered. Jen’s smile grew. Kyle was never as smart as he thought he was. He had been so caught up in his reveling over Jen that he had forgotten she could transfer the curse right back to him. His eyes widened as the realization set in. “Um...I...um...” He stuttered out. “I-I...I choose...oh man...” Indecision racked him. The choice between a horrific transformation or an even more embarrassing dare was too much for his dorky little brain to handle. Jen giggles softly at his predicament.
“Too late.” She eventually said. “Now you get both, you little shit.” Kyle gulped, and stood there helplessly, waiting for Jen’s inevitable punishment.
Jen opened her mouth to speak, but abruptly paused. She realized she didn’t know what exactly she wanted to do to Kyle. A thousand schemes and humiliating situations roiled around her mind.
But a strange new thought seemed to overpower the rest of her ideas. A thought she found equal parts repulsive and intriguing. She had felt a strange feeling building up inside her all day long. Throughout her being used and abused by random passersby, and even Kyle, some small part of her had...enjoyed it. As disgusted as the thought made her, she couldn’t deny it either. Some part of her enjoyed being used, being dominated. What’s more, she had learned that it especially enjoyable when women were the one’s using her.
Before she even truly knew what she was saying, the words tumbled out of her mouth. “For your transformation, you will become a tall blonde bombshell, a dominant, muscular woman with big tits and a tight ass. You’ll be fit and strong, and always have perfect hair and teeth, and you’ll love to wear fetish outfits.” Kyle gawked silently as she outlined his transformation.
“And for your dare...” Jen inhaled, her arousal building at just the thought. “You’re personality will change. You’ll become assertive, tough, and athletic. And most of all, you’ll love using me. As an appliance or as a lover, nothing will get you off more than overpowering me and having your way with me, no matter what I say.”
Jen paused, her spiel finished, the weight of her words only now sinking in. Before she could truly comprehend what she had just done, Kyle’s transformation began.
The first thing that changed was his height. Kyle steadily grew from his meager 5’2 to a sterling 6’2, his legs lengthening and his waist streching. His shirt and shorts were now comically small on his new lanky frame. Kyle could only watch silently in horror as the changes continued.
The muscles in his arms and legs, began to bulge, and his stomach, now exposed by his too small shirt, began to build layers of abs. At the same time, his waist like began to shrink, well his hips flared outward, stretching his already strained shorts until they began to rip and fray. What few chest hairs he had receded into his skin as his chest widened, adding to his developing hourglass figure. His pale skin also began to take a tanned appearance, fitting for one who spent a lot of tome exercising out doors.
Kyle groaned, his voice higher in pitch but deeper in intonation, as his ass began to balloon outwards, pulling tight against his shorts. At last, the fabric gave way and ripped apart, while Kyle’s boxer briefs began to tear and be swallowed by his growing buttocks. His thighs also grew to a shapely thickness as his butt grew large and tight with toned muscle.
Kyle, a confused yet aroused look on his face, placed his hands on his new posterior, feeling its new shape with awe. As he did, his fingers grew longer and more feminine, while the muscles on his arms bulged further, as though he had been lifting weights for years. Jen notes Kyle’s hard on as he felt his new ass, his cock straining against his damaged briefs. It was odd to see with his otherwise feminine hips and thighs, and Jen Kyle wouldn’t have his penis for much longer.
Before that, however, another development was occurring on Kyle’s chest, as two blobs of flesh began sprouting outwards. Kyle moaned again, sounding even more feminine as he ran his hands across his rapidly expanding chest. He ran his tongue hungrily over his lips, and Jen watched as said tongue grew slightly longer while Kyle’s lips swelled with volume. His boobs continued expanding until they reached double DDs, leaving his shirt a tattered mess that barely contained his new tits.
Kyle’s eyes rolled back into his head and his moaned again, one hand squeezing his new breasts while other he shoved down his boxers and began stroking his cock. Jen was turned on as well, breathing heavily and gently massaging her clit as Kyle’s transformation continued. His dirty brown hair suddenly began tumbling down his back and over his face, gradually shifting to an alluring shade of blonde. The hair covered Kyle’s until he threw his head back in pleasure, and when Jen got a good look at his face, should his features had grown both more feminine and more sharper, giving him a powerful looking face. His sharp cheek bones and strong jaw were offset by a button nose and voluminous eyelashes.
As the last of Kyle’s male features faded away and his body tool its new shape, he moaned one last time, which grew into a squeal of pleasure as Kyle finished pleasuring himself. As he came, his throbbing cock seemed to retract into his body, and eventually disappear.
Breathing heavily, Kyle was now fully a woman. But the changes weren’t finished just yet. The tattered remains of his briefs reformed to snugly fit on his, or rather her, new pelvis, shifting to a deep black as lace patterns former, eventually becoming a pair of panties. Kyle’s shirt followed suit, shrinking and clinging to her breasts tighter and tighter until it had become a black sports bra, causing her boobs to jiggle at the slightest movement. At last was Kyle’s shoes, which had previously gone unscathed by his transformation. The sneakers shrank while the heel extended, eventually leaving Kyle with a pair of killer black stilettos.
It seemed the transformation was complete. For a moment, Jen and the new Kyle simply stared at each other. Than Kyle took a step forward, towering over the floor bound Jen with w devious grin.
“Ready to have some fun, little Jenny?”