Jennifer decides the best decision she can make is to wait for cheer practice and try to talk with Ashley about what's going on. She calls Ashley and asks her to meet her in the locker rooms before they go to practice. She leaves the bathroom and walks through the empty hallways to the girl's locker room where she waits for the rest of the school day. The final bell rings for the day and Jen waits for Ashley. Before Ashley arrives however, Emily, the cheer captain, enters instead. She's got dark blonde hair, a light tan, a toned body, and B cup breasts.
"Oh. Hey Emily," Jennifer says nervously.
"Why are you in here? Practice starts in like, ten minutes," Emily says while loudly chewing her gum.
"Oh, I uh... I needed to get some stuff before practice. That's all," Jen responds.
"Yeah? Well, like, you better be getting a better drying machine. Like, did your uniform shrink or something?" Emily asks annoyed.
"No, no, well I mean- yes. Yeah it did. I uh-" Jen gets interrupted.
"Listen. I really don't care. All I know is you better be getting a new uni ordered soon, 'kay? No one wants to see your tits bouncing around like that. Did you like, even put a bra on today? God! I don't know how Mrs. Prince lets little sluts like you on the team," Emily says while rolling her eyes.
"Hey! It's not my fault th-" Jen's interrupted again.
"Shut. up. Jennifer. I already told you I don't care why you're trying to look like a whore, just figure it out before I kick you off the team myself," Emily bursts before grabbing a bag from her locker and walking out. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, Jennifer thinks. Shortly after Emily leaves, Ashley walks in the locker room.
"Hey, what's up with you?" Ashley asks concerned.
"I know how this is going to sound, okay, but... I really need you to believe me," Jennifer says, her voice shaky as she tries not to cry.
"Hey, hey. Calm down, I'm here Jen," Ashley says grabbing Jen's shoulders, "Just tell me what's going on."
"Okay. Do you have anything to write with and a piece of paper?" Jen asks.
"I have a pencil in my locker but I don't have anything to write on. Why? Just tell me," Ashley says confused.
"That's the thing Ash, I can't tell you. That's the problem. Do you remember those old stories about that Transform or Dare thing we used to hear about as kids?" Jen asks.
"Yeah, what about it?" Ash asks back.
"It's real Ash. It's real. This creep called me this morning and asked me it. I didn't think it was real so I was playing along and said transform. I forgot exactly what he had said but I remember now. Any time someone says a certain common phrase, I have the most powerful orgasms I've ever felt. Not only that, but my breasts grow too. I know it sounds weird but I mean, look. Can't you tell they're bigger?" Jen says gesturing to her breasts.
"Wow Jen... I- I don't know what to say. I wanna say you're joking but... they are bigger. Um... here, use this. What's the word?" Ashley asks handing Jen the pencil and a dollar from her purse. Jen writes 𝘣𝘺𝘦 𝘣𝘺𝘦 on the dollar bill.
"That's the phrase? Alright, let's think. However gets the curse gets to pass it on right? Use it on me and I'll say dare or something then I'll use it to transform you back. Right? That would work wouldn't it?" Ashley says with a smile.
"I guess it 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 work... but I may have already passed it on," says Jen rubbing her neck looking at the ground.
"To who Jen?" asks Ashley worried.
"Um... Mr. Harrison," she blurts out.
"What!" Ashley yells.
"I used it to get us 100s on the test we missed! I felt so bad I made you miss it," Jen apologetically states.
"Ugh. Well, we have to figure something out. Fast," Ashley says. Jennifer and Ashley decide to...