"Ugh, fine. Transform," grumbled Jennifer.
A sinister chuckle met her ears from the receiver of the phone.
"I was hoping you'd say that," said Kyle.
The girl rolled her eyes.
"Now then. You know what you are, Jennifer? An ass!" insulted Kyle. "So, for your transformation, that's exactly what I'll turn you into."
"A donkey? Seriously?" snarked Jen.
"I never said donkey, I said an ass. More specifically...a Zebra's ass."
"...what?"
"Once this phone call ends, your body will change into a disembodied rear of a Zebra, with your arms disappearing and your legs turning into its hind legs. Also, your face will pucker and shape into an anus and vagina, and the hair on top of your head will turn into its tail. Once the transformation is complete, everyone will believe that you have always been a Zebra butt, especially your parents. That is, except for us two."
"What?! That's crazy!" yelped Jennifer.
– "I'm not finished yet. Although you won't have visible eyes, you will still be able to see. And, since anus' and vaginas do not have vocal chords, how will you communicate with people? That's simple, by farting. But, you wont expel methane when you fart, but it will instead be the current scent of your breath."
Jennifer's heart skipped a beat. She quickly grabbed the Strawberry mouthspray on her desk and sprayed a few puffs of the mist into her mouth.
"However, I will spare you from expelling waste like feces and urine. I'm not that sick," added Kyle. "I bet you're wondering, if you will be a Zebra's ass from now on, how will you survive? Easy, your only form of sustenance will be cum. So, if anyone, including your boyfriend, wants to feed you, they'll have to have sex with you in that form. But, as an added bonus, whoever has sex with you in this form, will end up turning into a Zebra's ass themselves, but they won't be bothered by it at all."
"Uh...you're kidding?" stammered Jen.
"Nope," said Kyle. "So, have fun, you Zebra's ass!"
The line was cut. The phone call was over.