"Go on, whiney bitch," Jake scoffed, not believing for a second that the curse was real. "Do your fucking worst."
"Whiney bitch, huh?" Kyle repeated. He even laughed. "That's a great idea. Yeah, I've got my worst. Don't worry. You'll hate and love it." Jake rolled his eyes. "For your transformation, your body will become like a bitch in heat. You will become immensely horny, you will release pheromones, and you will yearn to have sex."
"Ha!" Jake laughed. "Sounds like a joy, dickwad!"
"Just wait," Kyle sneered, "it gets better. Yes, your body will want sex. But specifically, your body will want dick. Your body will want to be fucked. Your body will want to be filled with semen. Your body will desire the touch of an ejaculating dick. And not just any dick, a dog's dick. Remember how I said you'd be like a bitch in heat? Bitches have vaginas. Don't worry, you won't lose that proud 7-inch cock you like to brag about, in fact it will grow nice and big, although you may not care much for it anymore. You will grow a doggy vagina that won't allow you to reach orgasm unless you're getting fucked by a dog's dick. And each time you orgasm, you will grow more doggy features. You might even develop some mannerisms like lifting your leg to piss or panting when you're warm. And in case you're worried, you won't ever go full dog. You'll just be a little over two-thirds there."
"What the fuck?" Jake asked. "Do you get off on shit like that?"
"Nope, but you will. Because, you see, your dare is that you will, once you reach your breaking point, be unable to feel anything other than sheer pleasure once that dick goes inside you. Plus, as an added bonus, you won't completely understand what is wrong when you aren't filled with a dog's dick. You will have a sense that something isn't right, and it will concern you immensely, but only when you have a dog's dick stuffed in your pussy will you realize what happened to you. Once that dick leaves, so does your awareness. As for everyone else, they will notice the changes happening to you.
"And that leaves my final gift for you, Jake! I will leave you with the knowledge that you have been cursed but not the specifics, but the first time you use the curse, you will use it to satisfy your body's new needs. Good luck!" With that, the line went dead.
Jake stared at the phone. He couldn't believe it. That whiney little bitch seriously thought the town curse was real and said all of that. He didn't even bother to remember most of it. He scoffed and continued getting ready to leave. He checked the mirror to see if anything had changed about him. Didn't look like it. He still had the same handsome jock look. He flexed his muscles. Yeah, he was just the same as ever. His 9-inch dick throbbed, always hard as usual. He casually adjusted his pants so that it didn't poke out too much.
"Don't worry," he said. "I'll find time to take care of you at school." He massaged his crotch, feeling a slight ache in his pussy.
Jake blinked and frowned at his reflection. Wait, something wasn't right. But what was it? His pussy was feeling particularly needy today. His dick was always raring to go. Was he usually this horny?
A clock on the wall chimed. Shit, he had to get to school. And he still couldn't find any tampons! Was that what was wrong? Was it that time of the month again? He huffed and quickly snuck a couple of packets of pads out of his mom's closet before he dashed out of the house.