Just then, Jennifer heard a knock on her door.
"Jennifer, are you all right in there," her mother Candace asked from the other side. Jennifer panicked. She couldn't let her mother be exposed to Kyle's sick perversions. There had to be a way around it.
"I'm fine Mom." she yelled nervously. "Just a little indigestion."
"I don't mean to embarrass you," Candace said, opening the door. "But that was more than a little. Nothing to be ashamed of, I just wonder if you might have..." She trailed off looking at her daughter. "See, look at you, you're incredibly bloated. You must be having some kind of allergic reaction." She then wrinkled her nose as her expression soured. "Let me open a window."
"Mom, you seriously have to get out of here before..." Just then another thunderous roar of flatulence erupted from her ass, one even longer and louder than the last. Candace turned from the window and watched in disgust and awe, then horror as her daughter began to swell further. Her ass expanded into a shelf, her stomach pushed out into a pot belly, her thighs began to touch and her vagina swelled into a noticeable camel toe.
"Jennifer, what's happening to you??" Her mother watched her in bewilderment, to stunned to move.
"Mom, it's this asshole from school, Kyle. He used the Transform or Dare curse on me, and now I've infected you too."
"Now Jennifer, you know that's just an urban legend. There's no such thing as..."
But then Candace emitted a long, rippling fart. She screamed as her body expanded slightly against her business suit, which adjusted accordingly. She squeezed her newly acquired fat in disbelief.
"This - this is impossible," she moaned.