"Damn... that fucking weirdo Kyle." She thought to herself.
"I feel incredibly thirsty suddenly... I need something to... drink..." Jennifer sucked in some of the saliva that was continuously dribbling out of her mouth as she thought this.
"No, I need to get back to that fucker Kyle first!" With this thought Jennifer begin to think of what she could do to get him, until she noticed her phone lying on the ground and she had an idea: "It's simple! I'll just call him back and use the curse on him!"
As Jennifer thought of reaching out for her phone she immediately realised her plans would be more complicated than she had hoped. Since she had no limbs to speak of she couldn't reach or even operate her phone. She briefly tried to use her head (literally), but found that she wasn't able to voluntarily move her head anymore. She knew she had only one option left, it would be humiliating to be seen like this, but she had no choice but to call for help and have someone else operate her phone.
Jennifer got ready to call out at the top of her nonexistent lungs!
"Shll~urp..SShlllu..fffshp..Pl~fssshlllurpp..!" Instead of the words Jennifer intended to yell only wet slurping and sucking sounds came out as drool dribbled over her wet lips onto her swollen breasts.
Jennifer realised she could no longer speak. "What if nobody comes? What if people can't recognise me? What if I can't even use transform or dare because of this?" She dreaded these possibilities.
Then, she sensed footsteps approaching her door and felt a glimmer of hope as the door began to open.