“As if it’s real, dweeb!”
“Ah ah ah!” Kyle taunted, “That’s your minute wasted, Jennifer! Now you get to see just how real the curse is because you’re taking both! Prepare to suffer extreme humiliation!”
“Oh go screw off!” Jennifer said, trying to put her phone down. Her arm refused to move. “Huh? Grrk... AH! M-my arm is locked up!”
“Don’t you see?” Kyle explained, “The curse is a hundred percent real! It’s why I went to school commando the day you pantsed me in front of the cute girl from the chess team! I have an excellently humiliating curse in mind for you, so listen up!
“I transform you into a human chamberpot!” Kyle exclaimed, “You body will be condensed into a small container about the size of a medicine ball. It will have a hole on the top front for your head, two in the very front for your boobs, two on the bottom for the feet you’ll waddle around on, and two in the very back for your swollen pussy and anus. You’ll have a plug in your anus to prevent you from pooping until it’s removed, but it won’t keep in your farts. Your gag reflex and ability to vomit will be revoked, because your purpose is to eat people’s shit! You can still eat normal food, and you won’t need to eat to survive, but you will be programmed to eat other people’s turds, cum, and urine. You are a chamberpot after all! You will lick people’s butts clean too while you’re at it, and although you’ll enjoy your new purpose, it’ll still be humiliating! Your body can hold an indefinite amount inside, and when your plug is removed you’ll empty it all out in one go, and you’ll find that it’s an orgasmic feeling. Everything you poop out is made of pure gold too, so there’s that. I won’t take away your human rights, but everyone will immediately know your purpose, and it’s now acceptable to use you in public. Your phone will be built into your brain last of all, since you won’t have hands to use it anymore.
“For your dare, I want you to give your best friend the same curse as you. You won’t change back until I say so, okay? Have fun being everyone’s public toilet, skank!” With that, Kyle hung up, and the transformation began. Her phone vanished as it integrated itself into her brain, and her body began to condense into a metal shell. She was encased in a squat sphere with holes for her head, boobs, feet, and her swollen nethers. She could feel a deep plug in her anus, and a pressing need to relieve herself. Jennifer Smith had become a chamberpot, just like Kyle described.
“Ahh! AAAAHHH!!!” Jennifer screamed, “I... I’m a toilet girl now! AAAAAHHH!!! Somebody help me!”