“I choose...” she began, but it was too late!
“HAH! Time’s up!” Kyle cheered, “Now you have no choice but to do both! I happen to have a hilarious punishment in mind for you, bitch! So listen up, if you would, because this one’s going to be a gas!
“Let’s transform your butt, hips, and thighs really quickly, and make them a little bit plumper. Next, let’s make you feel constantly gassy, and make you have real foghorns of farts. The more you hold in your farts, the greater the pressure is going to get, and the harder it will be to keep them in. And about those farts... anyone who smells them will blow up like a balloon! They’ll swell up big and round up to their wrists and ankles, and find themselves having trouble talking. They’ll also start floating around, since they are balloons after all. You can pop them pretty easily if you prick them with a sharp object like a pin or a table corner or something... anything sharp enough and they’ll deflate until they become as flat as a pancake. A few minutes after popping they’ll return to normal, albeit a little bit more flexible than usual.
“A few more extra rules before I give you a dare. You cannot inflate yourself, and the farts don’t work after one minute. Balloons are also very sensitive and easy to arouse... and having an orgasm will also pop them, so there’s that. You can only hold your farts for a maximum of two hours at a time, after which you gotta let out all of that pressure no matter what.
“Now, I dare you to inflate at least one person today, and make sure you make it to school today too. Last transformation will be that you’re wearing your cheer uniform right now, since there is a big game tonight.
“Okay I’m finished.”
“That’s... that’s one of the stupidest things I’ve ever heard,” Jennifer groaned, “and I’ve babysat four year olds who watch the stupidest things on YouTube. You’re gonna regret messing with me when you see that magic isn’t real, you dickweed.” With that, she hung up. When she did, she noticed that she was wearing her full uniform and that her legs looked juicier than normal. She also felt a little bloated, and she could feel a pressure building up in her backside. She didn’t think anything of it though, since she was sure magic didn’t truly exist...
Right?
“Jennifer! I got you breakfast!” her mother called.
“Coming!” Jennifer called back, as she went over to the kitchen.