Jen bit her lip in an effort to not answer and cause anymore unwanted transformations, but she already felt the words building in the back of her throat. The curse proved ultimately stronger and so she blurted out without even being able to control what she was saying, “But you are my dick.” Immediately she was shocked by what nonsense came out, though it was already too late.
From one moment to the next Grace had disappeared and that was only the beginning. Without her control Jen’s cock turned back into its human form. She felt her balls growing slightly but also becoming much firmer. Patting them with one hand they felt more like boobs than balls and did she just feel nipples?! Suddenly the head of her dick started bulging up until it was the size of Jen’s actual head, maybe a bit smaller. Finally the foreskin pulled back, revealing an exact replica of Grace’s head.
After shaking of the confusion and taking a look around, including her own body, she suddenly shouted, “WHAT THE FU–”
Despite being the only people left in the classroom, Jen quickly covered her dic– friend’s mouth.
Without any apparent issues Grace’s head made a perfect 180° turn to address Jen. “What just happened?! What did you do to me?! Why is my head on your dick?! Why does every female suddenly have dicks, for that matter?!” she frantically asked.
Immediately Jen gave Grace the tl;dr of what happened, starting with Kyle cursing her this morning. Only afterwards did she notice how odd it was she could suddenly speak about it.
“F-Fine, we can easily fix this.” Grace gave a nervous chuckle. “I’ll ask you something, you answer and turn me back with the curse and I won't stay a dick for longer than absolutely necessary, even if it feels surprisingly good…” she mumbled that last part almost inaudibly. “So, Jen, am I a normal, human female with tits the same size as yours?” (They actually were much smaller.)
Both Jen and Grace waited a few more moments, but nothing happened. “Oh no,” Jen spoke up. “As I feared, because you're now my dick the curse doesn't consider you a different person than me anymore and asking myself a question doesn't work. It's probably the reason why I could tell you about it in the first place and why you’re now aware of the changes.”
“And what can we do now?”
“We just have to make someone else ask about you and hope we can twist a helpful lie out of it.” Both girls gave sighs of regret.
“If we can't fix this, please do me the favor and ram me up this moron’s asshole as far as you can…”
Just at this moment another girl entered the empty room. She had a fit and slender build with tomboyish short hair. She wore a skirt with tights that had a third leg for her long dick. “There you are, Grace. Quick, can I copy the math homework from you?” Dani didn't even bat an eye at her best friend now being another girl’s dick.
Grace felt herself compelled to answer, “Sure you can.”
“Thanks a lot.” Dani picked the homework up from where it was conveniently lying and started writing on the nearest desk.
Grace was confused, she certainly forgot to do this homework as well. This only left one conclusion. “Jen, it seems I’m fully bound to it too now,” she silently whispered to her bodymate.
Still, she didn't want to waste this perfect chance given to them. Jen herself was apprehensive, but Grace acted before considering her worries. “Hey, Dani, do you kn– Don't you find it we– Shouln–” Dani looked expectantly at the dickhead that was her friend as the latter tried and failed to form a sentence. Every time she wanted to ask something about the weird transformations or even the town’s curse the words got caught in her throat. So she ultimately just asked in the most indirect way possible, “Isn't there something you ever wanted to ask me about my body?”
Dani put a hand to her chin in thought. “Now that you mention it, there really is something I always wanted to ask you, Grace.”