Jake took a deep breath. Part of being an adult means admitting where you went wrong. He walked over to the freshman, whose eyes widened with surprise.
"Uh, hi Jake," he said, clearly confused.
Jake glanced at his watch and said, "Listen, Kyle, is it? I just want to say I'm sorry for what happened. I want to say more, but I've got to get to class. Can we talk about it later?"
"Oh, um, okay," Kyle replied. "So you don't–?"
"Cool," Jake interrupted him. "I'll see you after school to talk about it." Without another word, Jake jogged to his next class, leaving Kyle speechlessly staring after him. He managed to make it into the room just as the bell finished ringing.
"Cutting it close, aren't we, Mr. Smith?" Jake's history teacher, Mr. Lawrence asked.
"My bad," Jake said before sitting down.
While the school announcements were read off over the PA, Jake's best friend, Eric, leaned over and whispered, "Have you asked Ashley out yet?" Jake smirked and shook his head. "Quit dragging your feet, man! She's the head captain on the volleyball team. Other guys are probably already chomping at the bit to ask her out."
Jake looked at Eric and asked, "Sometimes the long game is worth it."
"You're just setting yourself up to be friend-zoned," Eric scoffed.
"You say that like being friends with Ashley would be a bad thing," Jake huffed. "She's a cool girl, regardless if she's my girlfriend or not."
"Look at you, being all mature and everything," Eric remarked.
"Is that wrong?" Jake asked.
"No," Eric answered. "I just sometimes forget who I'm talking to sometimes."
Jake smiled, but suddenly he sneezed once more. The memory of Kyle using the curse on him came crashing back to him. The sneezes...they were supposed to cause changes. He looked down at himself. He then realized what had happened. He was older. He was 18 years old now instead of 17. Was that all? He then remembered that he wouldn't be the only one changing.
He was reminded of this very pointedly by the rustling going on around him. Mr. Lawrence stood up without taking his eyes off the papers on his desk. He pulled down the back of his pants as a large fluffy tail sprouted out of his ass. It rose up to about head height, grew bushy brown hair, and curled a bit at the top. He had just grown a massive squirrel tail in the span of a few seconds. The girl directly in front of Jake suddenly grew a second, but distinctly male, head next to her first. The guy to Jake's right stretched his arms as they split into two pairs. A girl at the front of the room sprouted wings out of her back. The guy next to her stood as his legs merged and formed a wheel where his feet were, essentially becoming a unicycle from the waist down. A shrimpy nerd-looking guy took his shirt off as his arms and chest ballooned with muscle. One of the guys that Jake recognized from the wrestling team adjusted his shirt as his pecs plumped up into very voluptuous breasts that looked kind of out of place on his muscular body.
Jake looked at Eric and was stunned to see him taking off his pants and underwear. His dick, which Jake had never seen before, suddenly inflated like a balloon. It grew hard and pointed up at the ceiling as the head rose past Eric's face. It was almost as thick as a tree trunk. Eric sat back down, still wearing a shirt, socks, and shoes. His desk seemed to somehow adjust to make room for Eric's massive appendage, which seemed to throb a bit. Jake couldn't take his eyes off it. He found himself thinking about how hot it looked. He felt his own dick swell in his pants.
Eric seemed to notice Jake's stares and said, "Dude, I get it, you're all about dick. But I'm not gay, dude. It's not like I haven't had a colossal dick most of my life."
"Uhhh...what?" Jake asked, clearly unnerved by that comment. "You mean to say it didn't just grow huge on you just now?"
Before Eric could reply, Mr. Lawrence called out to them, "Eric and Jake, feel free to finish your conversation at any time." His tail twitched irritably. Jake wordlessly glanced at Eric, who gave him a weirded-out stare, before they both faced front. "Thank you. Now, let's begin the lesson."