“Well Chiffon hasn’t been cursed yet,” Rachel suggested, “so let’s go ahead and get that rectified. Chiffon, Transform or Dare?”
“Ooh! Ooh! Transform! Transform!” the preppy bouncerbutt chose, excitedly bobbing up and down. Samantha held onto her reins to keep from falling off.
“I got the perfect idea,” Rachel grinned, “For your transformation, your face will grow out into a long snout with your lips at the end. Next, your lips will turn into a huge, plump donut and your mouth with become accustomed to sucking on huge dicks. Your tongue will also get super long and become excellent at eating out pussy. Finally, your giggling will definitely sound like horse noises. You can go back to normal when I say ‘take backsies” twice, which now I think about it could be our safe word.”
“New rule! The safe word is ‘take backsies, take backsies!’” Jennifer announced, cutting off Rachel and cementing the curse. Not that Rachel minded since she said all she had in mind at the moment. The girls all watched in fascination as the lower half of Chiffon’s face extended to a long, equine-like snout with her swollen, dick sucking lips at the end. Her giggles sounded like neighing when she caught a look at herself in the mirror.
“NEEE-hee-hee-hee! I look funny!” she laughed, “but... I so thirsty all of a sudden... S-Samantha! Transform or Dare?”
“Okay babe, I see where you’re going with this,” Samantha smirked, “Both. Do you worst!”