Kyle stared back at Jen with slack-jawed, somewhat cocky expression. Jen had gone ballistic. Kyle was simultaneously terrified and gratified by Jen irateness. However, Jen had put Kyle in a bind in more ways than one. He had to make a choice soon or this could get really bad for him.
"Transform," Kyle quietly responded.
"Trans-FORM!!!" Jen's voice cracked with anger. Evidently, Jen had wanted Kyle to choose dare. "No! No! NO!" Jen protested. She jumped up and down with frustration. Her 17 legs moved in unison.
"Okay, freak. It's time you to learn how I feel. First, your body will transform into a copy my body one second before you had called me. Then, your head will swap places with mine. I will have control over your body and you will have control over mine and our lives will carry on as if none of this had ever happened."
Jen observed Kyle as the first part of her Curse took effect. Kyle's hips and shoulders widened. His hair grew longer and changed color. Female breasts grew on his chest. His face morphed into copy of Jen's. Then, Jen felt a bizarre tug on her neck. Her head detected from her body as did Kyle's. Their heads floated across the space between them and came a rest above the opposite's shoulders.
Jen's 17-legged body stumbled back as Kyle gained control over it. Jen patted down Kyle's transformed body. "It worked! It worked!" Jen exclaimed with jubilee. "I'm back to normal, a-"
Jen's revelry was interrupted by a swelling sensation in her thighs. "No...." She muttered as her heart dropped. Jen watched with dismay as the legs that had once been Kyle's, transformed a second time. Kyle's irreversible clause took effect and transformed Jen's legs into a copy of Latoia's. Then, 15 more of Latoia's legs grew out of and around her waist.
"This can't be happening," Jen muttered to help her cope. But, it was happening. She grew her 18th leg and 9th pair.
"All of that, just to end up back where you started," Kyle taunted using Jen's voice. "But now, you have one less tool at your disposal."
"I hate you, Kyle. I hate you with every fiber of my being." Jen spoke with a low, threatening tone. This was no lie. "At least your a freak like me now."
"Careful, Jen," Kyle teased. "I only have 17 legs. You have 18- now 19 legs."
Jen grumbled a response. Kyle was right. "Fuck you," She spoke with enough contempt to eclipse the sun.
"Well, I think I'll leave you to it then," Kyle rounded his 17-legged body to leave. "Let's trade bags get on with our days."
Kyle offered Jen that had been attached to her original body. Jen offered Kyle's in return.
"See ya! Wouldn't want to be ya!" Kyle taunted one final time. "Come back to me later today and I might consider using the town curse to fix your condition.... Or I might not! Ha ha ha!"
"SHUT UP, FREAK!" Jen blasted back. But, Kyle had already left.
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Jen has 19 legs. 8 in her 1st row. 11 in her 2nd row.