"Really, you think that bullshit is real, come on man, grow up you fag." Greg laughed
"Okay, so you want both, you get both."
"Whatever.... I've got better things to do." Greg started to walk away
"For you Dare, I dare you to know what is really going on, and to pass the curse back to me when I get done with you, without changes to myself or others." Greg stopped dead in his tracks, he turned around and stared at Kyle, mouth gaping and trying to grasp at something smart to say.
"So, for your transformation...."
"C....Come on man.... it was all in good...."
"SHUT IT! You always mocked me, even before this reality, and now you're gonna get what you deserve. For your transformation, you're going to get a special, extra rare, version of SMS, known as Spontaneous Sentient Multbody Syndrome." Kyle was inspired by a few cases that had shown themselves in the news. "You'll grow a pair of bodies, one to each side of you, with minds of their own. The bodies will both be carbon copies of the last person you jerked off to, and if they aren't taller than you, they'll scale up until your feet are exactly one foot off the ground. The bodies will have one goal, to continuously play with your body and theirs, but will move you from place to place as if you were going about your normal routine. People will see your behavior as a disability that you can't control, and you'll never be given any trouble, health or legal wise by these bodies, neither of them will produce any waist, and just enough body fluid to keep from chaffing but not enough to make a mess. Now it's your turn."
"T...Transform or Dare."
"Dare."
"I... I dare you to take the curse and use it again elsewhere with the same conditions that you had before you used it on me." Greg felt the words being forced out of his mouth. "Good! Now have fun in your eternal orgy, I know you'll be happy with the results." Kyle laughed, he felt for a moment like his old pervy self, as the feeling faded he felt the urge to use the curse leave him for now.
Greg felt his body go numb, his mind racing back to the last time he viewed porn, and it hit him. Outwardly Greg was loud, rude and racist, but secretly he had been obsessed with a buxom and athletic webcam girl named Candy Jamie, her body was amazing, with implants that made her breasts the perfect size against her body. The only thing was, this camgirl was black, Greg tired to run as the two bodies started to grow in, quickly forming against him, at first they were copies of his own body, save for the female genitals, but soon after anchoring the man to the spot they started to change. Their skin darkened becoming more and more brown as his new bodies shifted growing breasts pressing against his arms as they inflated larger and larger until they matched Candy's size and shape. Sitting proudly at the cup size J they finally settled, Greg struggled against his new bodies, trying to push them away as he felt them grow larger, lifting his feet off the ground by a foot.
It was a surreal sight, Greg hanging there between two massive busty black amazons, they stood straight and proud, breasts so large that the nipples touched each other, and sandwiched Greg between their chests. Greg felt the bodies twitch and jump into action, he fought against them, but the stripped him, shoes, socks and pants were respectfully discarded, but his constant fighting soon made it difficult to strip the rest, so the right body reached out her hand and punched him in the stomach, winding him, she then grabbed his right arm and the other grabbed his left, the in unison ripped off his underwear and shirt, leaving him completely naked, the bodies began caressing him as he pleaded, the left grabbed this dick and started jerking and squeezing, her hand expertly moving over his cock.
Still groaning in protest he felt his vocal cords start to strain as the bodies started giggling and pressing against him, squeezing him tight and grinding their pussies against his thighs, Greg had stopped making noise from his own voice as the bodies started using his throat to laugh, moan and giggle, his mouth being forced to contort in strange ways as the orgy began, he felt his first female orgasm and nearly passed out, the bodies started moving, walking them toward his house, and Greg found himself the unwilling permanent participant of a continuous orgy, all he would do from now on is moan in pleasure as the goddesses took care of him.