Kyle asked, "Transform or Dare? Miss Jennifer."
"Dare, Kyle," replied Jennifer. He answered her, "Miss Jennifer, I dare you to say the line
back to me." Jennifer smiled and said, "The line." A split second after she said it, she
wondered why the hell she said that. Liz laughed and said, "Jenn, you told him to dare you
to say 'the line' back to him. So he did, and so did you." Jennifer threw her arms up, and
wailed, "Oh just great, now the whole thing is fucking ruined." She started to storm off
angrily.
Jamie quickly stood up and stopped her. "No it isn't, Jenn. He passed the curse back to
you. Just because he didn't tell you to say it right back to him doesn't mean that anything
is ruined. You can still curse him." Jennifer, who always recognized that Jamie was smarter
than her, realized she was right. "Oh thank God," she said, sighing heavily. "Thanks Jamie."
Now turning back to Kyle she said, "Before we continue there are a few questions I need
ask you. Ready?"
"Yes, Miss Jennifer," he said. "First of all," she began, "do you know why we're here?" "Yes,
Miss Jennifer," he answered, "you're here because I cursed you this morning." She then
asked, "Can you remember everything that you've ever done up to this point?" "Yes, Miss
Jennifer," he replied.
She continued her questions, all of which they had planned out earlier in the day. "Now
then, when will your parents be home?" she asked. Kyle said, "Probably not until 6 o'clock
or so, Miss Jennifer." "These are important questions," she said. "Did you like being able to
fuck me?" "Oh, yes, Miss Jennifer," he said. "Would you like to do it again sometime?" she
asked. "Definitely, Miss Jennifer," he told her.
Jennifer then said, "Kyle, you can stop calling me Miss Jennifer now. Thanks. Now then, are
you still mad at me for what I did to you? Please be honest." He looked down at his feet, as
if he hoped the answer would spring up from the floor. He said, "I don't know. Yes and
no." "Why is that?" she wondered. "I'm mad at you for humiliating me," he told her, "but I'm
also not since you let me fuck you. And because you could've turned me into a toad or
something like that, but you haven't." "Do you remember what I told you about being
popular and everything after we're done?" she asked. He simply nodded his head. "Would
you still like to be?" she said. "Well, are you going to be my friend?" he asked. Jennifer
replied, "We all are. Right, girls?" He looked at them, all still sitting on the couch. They all
nodded, saying "Yea, sure, of course." He told Jennifer, "Yea I guess I would like to be
popular then."
Now came the important part. Jennifer told him, "You have to accept a change then, OK?"
His mind was in torment. He didn't really want to say yes, feeling he would still be unable
to trust her. He clutched his head again, and said, "I don't know." Jennifer changed her
wording. "Kyle, you will become popular like us, and you will accept a change to do so."
Kyle stopped clutching his head, and replied, "Yes, I will." Jennifer laid it down for him. "OK
then, Kyle, I'm going to ask you the question, and you have to say Transform. Everything
will be fine. We aren't going to hurt you, and you will love our results. After it is done, we'll
share our world with you." A tear rolled from his eye. He was still trying to fight it, but
could not for the power of the dare. "OK, Jennifer," he whispered.
"Well, then Kyle, from now on call me Jenn. OK?" she said. "Yes, Jenn," he replied. She
asked the question. "Kyle Perkins, Transform or Dare?" Once again, he clutched his head,
before his lips said, "Transform." Jennifer and her friends had carefully arranged how the
curse would be read. There could be no going back once it was said. It was up to Jennifer
to get it right.
"Alright, Kyle. Now as I said we won't hurt you. And I'm not really mad at you anymore.
You helped to bring me and my three closest friends even closer to each other. And we
had some fun doing it. So we decided that you should join our little circle, since it was
thanks to you that all of this happened." Kyle looked stunned. He wasn't sure what the hell
she was talking about. "But, she said, we really can't have a male be in our circle." Kyle's
eyes widened with fear. He could figure out what that meant. Now more tears began to
well up in Kyle's eyes. He started to protest. "But...I-I don't w-want to be a girl." Jennifer
rolled her eyes, and said "You don't have a choice now Kyle. "Please....", Kyle continued to
beg for the preservation of his manhood. "Well Kyle, if you’re so dead set against I might
just let you off" Relief coloured Kyle’s face. “But we still can’t have a male friend, or at least
not one who’s attracted to us,” she continued” It would ruin our friendship”. His eyes
widened. She continued, "That's right, Kyle. You are going transform into a young, healthy,
sexy, beautiful guy, but you will be attracted to men just like the rest of us, but...you will
keep the intelligence level you now possess, since you're smarter than we are. You will
also keep your past memories and experiences. You will also have memories of being on
the cheer squad and outing yourself which everybody will also have and accept without
aggression or hostility. And most importantly, the only people who will have any memories
of Kyle Perkins as you are now will be me, you, Trish, Liz, and Jamie. That will take care of
any problems with your parents, and the rest of the world remembering you as straight.
You agreed to it. It will happen as soon; you will become a tall handsome, tanned, queer
cheerleader with a drop-dead gorgeous swimmers build. You’ll have bright blue eyes and
long bright blond surfer hair and excel in all your subjects as well as being athletic and
acrobatic. You will have a lovely bubble butt to go with that lovely long schlong of yours.
And last of all you will become twins, identical in mind and body, excelling in all the same
subjects and sharing the same preferences but having different but matching
personalities."
Kyle’ s eyes bugged out at Jennifer’s proclamation, even as they changed to lovely but
almost unnatural shade of blue specified in the curse. His arms and legs lengthening and
his body gaining the muscle required for the acrobatics of cheerleading. His hair changing
to the long, blond, shaggy, surfer spikes specified by Jennifer. Kyle stood up leaving a
copy of his new hotter body sitting there on the couch; Jenn admired the new rear the boy
had just acquired. Kyle turned to find his clone, his new twin brother, occupying the seat
he had just vacated.