Susan knew better than to hesitate. “Dare, Jen.”
Jen once more lost control over her mouth. “Susan, you will become my official “milker.” You will milk my udder by sucking it, so no mechanical or hand milking---Ahh!” Jen was internally trying to force herself to yell to know exactly when control was returned, and she knew she had to add onto the curse. Kyle hadn’t said anything about additional rules or limitations. “-nd…! And, uh, you will cease to be my official “milker” at midnight tonight. After this dare is finished, you will first listen to the full story of my curse and then use T or D on me to fix me as best you can, whenever you feel like it. Oh! And you’ll only milk me when I ask you to, directly.”
After Jen gave Susan a recap of the curse while Karii watched in silence. After a pregnant pause, Jen decided to speak first. “Now that you know everything Kyle has done, please use the curse on me to fix as much as you can. I know it’s a lot to ask, but just know that you’re going to be drinking a lot of urine twice today if you do nothing. I panicked and didn’t think of a better way to stop it, but at least I made your curse only last a day. Kyle probably intended it to last the rest of our lives.”
Susan stood up from the couch, still a bit bug-eyed from everything she had seen and heard so far. “I...I think I can help. I’m going to need you to respond with transform. Jen, transform or dare?”
“Transform.”