"Fuck it, I'll take both," Jen sighed.
"W-woah! Really?" Kyle asked on the other end of the line.
"Yup, really," Jen rolled her eyes, "I mean, it's whatever, right? It's not like the curse actually exists, anyway. And really, you're doing this because I pantsed you? Yeah, reeeeal mature there, buddy. I got pantsed as a freshman too, and believe me when I say you *will* get over it."
"Okay, you know what, bitch?" Kyle seethed, "Maybe someone like you can just brush this off, but *I* most certainly can't! I was dared into going commando that day! You pantsed me in front of the cute girl from the chess team! I'm never going to live this down! So since you decided you *wanted* both, I'm going to give it to you. And OOOOH you best believe I'm gonna give it to you good."
"Well, do your worst, you little micro-dicked soft cock," Jen told the freshman, "I'm listening."
"Then listen very carefully, Jennifer," Kyle spoke lowly, "because you're going to become the toy of everyone at school.
"I transform you into a short little suck slut. First, you'll get so short that your lips will always be at convenient dick sucking height. Your lips will blow out into a thick, pillowy donut that's perfect for giving people a good, long suck. Your boobs will blow out as big as your head, but they'll be one hundred percent natural, and you'll have prominent nipples that poke through your cute little shirts. Your butt, thighs, and hips will fatten up to match your new fun bags, but your waist and tummy will be slim and trim. Oh, and your boobs won't hurt your back, because you'll have enough to worry about as it is, so it's best to leave that out.
"Now for the dare. I dare you to become a hopeless bisexual. Boy, girl, or whatever won't matter to you. You'll develop an obsession with sucking dick and pussy alike, and everyone is gonna know it. You will constantly ask to suck people off slash eat people out. Everyone besides you and me are going to think this is how you've always been, and will be, like, a million percent happy to oblige your suck cravings at a moment's notice... obviously that's hyperbole but you get my point. Be it your best friends, your boyfriends, or whatever, you'll want to suck and they will want you to suck, and they will let you do it in public, too. Plus, absolutely everyone will think you're the cutest thing ever. Your voice will get super duper cute, and your way of talking will be simultaneously super lewd and super infantile. I'm talking total 'Owo/Uwu' speak here. Also, for the whole day you're not allowed to pass on the curse."
"That all?" Jen asked.
"That's all," Kyle answered.
"You... you are such a moron," Jen groaned, "Not much of a revenge plot, is it? Whatever, it's not like it's real or anything."
"Well, we'll see," Kyle sang, "See you at school, my little suck slut." He hung up after that.
As Jen set down her phone, she suddenly shrunk to half her height as it felt like most of her body's mass got sucked up into her boobs and her legs. Her lips ballooned out into a sort of permanently puckering donut, and her tongue felt a lot stronger. She could feel subtle eyeshadow and blush on her face as her lips seemed to coat themselves with cherry red gloss. She toddled as fast as she could to a mirror to get a look at herself, and sure enough she had become just what Kyle had described. She was even dressed in a super cute pink star t-shirt and jean skirt with sandals. It'd be cuter if her nipples weren't so prominent, but whatever.
"Well, that mean ol' Kyle twied to cuwse me," she said to her reflection, "but, uh-oh, tuwns out I'm awwight with it! Hee hee! I sound wike a wittle baby girl! Awwight, Jenny-wenny! Wet's go out thewe and have the bestest day we can! So what if I'll wanna give people some sucky-wucky? What's the wowst that could happen?"