“Come on Jennifer, times running out”
“Shut up, let me just like, think for a second.” Jennifer nearly screamed in a very hostile tone. She tried to think, but her thoughts were lost somewhere between her brain and her mouth.
“Wow, I really was going to help you but now... now I think I’m gonna have some more fun.”
Before Jennifer could apologize, she heard the voice continue.
“Your urge to orgasm will now become irresistible, but now, your intelligence will decrease even more each time, and with every orgasm your body will change, becoming more and more voluptuous. I’m sure that your breasts and butt will soon become so large they look comical, and you’ll become so stupid you can barely think. Now, to get the ball rolling, I dare you to orgasm several times right now.”
The person on the call hung up and Jennifer barely managed to get on her bed. One finger slipped in her pussy, then two, then three. She thrusted in and out, shuddering. She orgasmed several times. She finally opened her eyes and looked around her room. She luckily had a digital clock, and could read the time. It was 7:00pm. She had gotten home at 3:30 and her mom would be home in a few minutes with her dad coming a little later. Jennifer looked in the mirror. While she was still recognizable, it looked like she had some through extensive plastic surgery. She was about an inch or two taller, now at 5’10”, but all of that extra height went to her legs. Her breasts went from D cups to G cups. Her ass was probably larger than her breasts. Her thighs were extremely meaty and filled with jiggling fat and her hips were extremely wide, complemented by her very thin waist. Her hair, once a shoulder length dark brunette was a slightly dirty blonde and reached her butt. Her speckled green eyes that were known for showing her intelligence and emotion, were a baby blue, and were glazed, completely vapid and devoid of intellect. Her already sub-average IQ of 78 was now 64. She walked, or better described bounced downstairs. Her mother saw her first.
“Jennifer is that you?” her mother asked, concerned.
“Like, this weird dude did this like weird thing. I think he said it was... transform or dare?”