"transform".
"Why Jennifer, I didn't think that you had the guts to say that."
He snickered over the phone. "I'm going to get revenge on you for pantsing me. for your transformation, you're going to become a lesbian tomboy with constantly milk filled breasts and a fetish for breastfeeding. Also, once you have changed, no one but the two of us will ever realise there is anything different about you"
Jen scoffed "whatever you weird little pervert."
Jen moved to hang up the phone when her vision suddenly went blurry, when her eyes refocused she found that her previously quite feminine room had changed. the skirts and dresses in her closet had been replaced with pants and shorts, her ballet trophies from when she was younger had become basketball trophies, most of her makeup vanished and the makeup table itself was replaced by a desk with a gaming computer, her once pink duvet had turned green though her stuffed animals remained on her bed. overall while the room still maintained some girly elements it was much more gender neutral than it had been before. Jen was so distracted by the room that it took her a second to realize that her clothes had also changed, her heels had been replaced with sneakers and her skirt had become a pair of cutoff short. her hair, which had once reached all the way down her back, didn't even reach her shoulders, and the bra on her chest had both changed from pink to white, and gotten significantly larger. probably an E cup, Jen figured, though it looked strange but jen couldn't put her finger on why. it wasn't until Jen felt a pressure in her breasts that she realized what it was, she was wearing a nursing bra. Jen wobbled on her feet as her expanding chest and the waves of pleasure that accompanied it threatened her balance. her chest swelled, simultaneously filling with milk and filling the large nursing bra. the swelling ended almost as quickly as it began, leaving Jen on the cusp of orgasm with a chest that was much fuller in both senses of the word. as Jen took a moment to catch her breath, she heard a noise from the phone that she had left off it's receiver. Kyle was still on the line. Jen picked up the phone, still breathing heavily, to hear Kyle laughing on the other end.
"I've got to say, fair play for playing along with all that moaning. I thought you were just going to tell me to piss off!" he said.
It seemed he thought she had been joking. Only, she knew better, and now she had the power.
"Kyle," she said, a dark grin creeping onto her face. "Transform or Dare?"