“Who cares, that curse isn’t real anyway, Microdick McGee!”
There was a noticeable pause when she said that, followed by an evil chuckle from Kyle. Little did Jennifer realize...
“Time’s up, Jenny dear! You’re taking both!” His voice was singsong and taunting, and a fate moste terrible would befall Miss Smith. He began weaving his curse.
“For your transformation, everything above the waist will recede into your hips, leaving behind an ass on legs. Your butt cheeks will face forward from now on, as will your anus. Your vagina will face behind you, as will your urethra, and your pussy’s going to be horny near 24/7. Even with no ears you can still perceive sound, even with no eyes you can still see your surroundings, and even with no nose you can still detect odors. No mouth means that you cannot talk, so your only means of audial communication is through farting out of your anus. Those farts are going to be stinky though, so there’s that. “From now on your body will require cum for sustenance, which I’m sure many men will be happy to oblige since you’ll constantly release a pheromone from your skin that can make any man or woman horny instantly, unless they’re asexual of course. Your new body will digest this cum completely, unless you want to get pregnant, which might be an issue I’ll deal with later. Therefore your body will have no need to produce either urine or feces, but what is a butt that cannot poop, I ask? So you will be able to produce a sanitary form of these foul smelling substances at will and without exhaustion!
“For your dare, you must go to school and meet up with be behind the bleachers at the football field. I will continue our conversation there.” With that, Kyle hung up the phone, cementing the curse and triggering Jennifer’s ghastly transformation.