Jennifer waddled through the hallway as fast as she could, reaching her locker relatively quickly. She just had to grab her books for the day, get to class, fill out a tardy slip, and get on with her day. Luckily it was only her first late offense since Freshman year, plus she was cheer captain, so hopefully she wouldn’t be in too much trouble.
“Jenny? Is that you?” Jennifer felt ice run down her spine. She recognized that voice. She turned around and saw one of the people she was dreading to run into this morning. Susan Murphy, her best friend since Elementary and fellow cheerleader.
“Jeez! What happened to you, Jen?” Susan asked upon looking at her considerably more orb shaped friend, “Is this why you’re late? Look at you! You’re more bloated than a water balloon! We gotta get you to the nurse’s office and… is that your butt hole?”
“Y-yeah?” Jennifer admitted, her face glowing bright red.
“It’s kinda cute,” Susan noted, “and actually it looks squeaky clean too. What am I saying! That’s besides my point! We gotta get you to the nurse and figure out what’s going on with you!”
“S-sure,” Jennifer nodded, “b-but… uhh… please forgive me for this… Transform or Dare!” The pear shaped girl clasped her hands over her mouth, ashamed about what she was about to do to her best friend.
“What did you say?” Susan asked, “Jen, are you trying to tell me that hokey old town legend is actually real and that you were cursed by it?”
“Mmm-hmm,” Jennifer whimpered through her fingers. Susan took a deep breath.
“Okay,” she said calmly, “Under normal circumstances, I would be telling you that there’s no way that the curse is real, because we’ve tried and failed for years and gave up on it a long time ago. However, seeing as your condition is… less than normal, I feel inclined to believe in magic today.”
“Th-that’s great and all, but,” Jennifer squirmed, “time’s up so you have to take both!”
“For real?”
“For real for real! Uhh… I transform you to have the same body as me, uhh… your belly, crotch and butt are all the same fat wobbly orb, and you don’t have a butt crack anymore! You’ll have a cute, little, puckered butt hole just like mine, and you’ll have trouble covering it up like me. Plus, it’s sexually sensitive and enticing too. Your legs’ll turn short and fat but still able to waddle around. If you walk for more than a few feet at a time you get sweaty and exhausted, but you won’t get tired sooner. Finally, you have to eat enough for five people to feel full.
“Uhh, for your Dare, I dare you to… uhh… I dare you to not get in trouble for exposing your butt hole in public, and to give me that dare too! And that’s all!”
The moment Jennifer finished, Susan felt a violent gurgling in her stomach. At the snap of a finger her body transformed into a near replica of Jennifer’s save for her face and hair. Susan pitched forward in surprise, flopping on her face.
“Susan? Susie are you okay?” Jennifer squealed. The newly minted monobutt rolled herself back onto her feet, her expression that of a D-Day veteran reliving Guantanamo Bay. The only thing that could leave her mouth was a long, loud, horrified shriek.