"Uhh...Okay fine, weirdo. I guess I'll-"
Jennifer was cut off by an ecstatic Kyle, nearly screaming, "Too late! Times up!"
She could nearly hear the smile seeping through his words. This was clearly more than just a game to him. It was a fake "curse", no doubt, but she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about the situation. Perhaps it was just due to how awkward she thought Kyle was.
"Well then, since you chose both, I'll start with the dare for the sake of dramatic impact! For your dare, you won't be able to hurt me again. That's right! Your reign of terror on my life is finally over, sorry!"
Jen rolled her eyes. Kyle was one of the theater kids and was always big on theatrics. In a way it made the fantastical situation all the more fictional and easier to swallow.
"There's a second part though; I dare you to not use the curse on anyone else. Can't have you destroying the world more than you already have..."
"Listen nerd, it's real cute that you worked so hard on this script and all, but I need to be doing literally anything else that isn't listening to you." Jen responded, tirelessly cutting through his speech.
"Ah, sorry sorry. You should be talking with your whore friends and making out with hot guys, right?"
Jen gave a soft snicker, "This isn't about bullying. This is about how you're too butt ugly to get a girl to like you!"
"Shut up!...You know what, I was going to go easy on you, a part of me wanted to forgive you, but not now! So it's time for how you'll be transforming Jen. Say goodbye to your normal life!"
"Uh huh."
"You're such a slut, so I was thinking...each time you get horny you'll change just a little. And every time you have sex you'll change a lot more..."
Kyle paused for dramatic effect.
"...and as for what will be changing? Well..."