Kyle stepped out of the front door, warm pavement under his multitude of feet, sending a shiver through the new changed boy.
“Say...” His mom stopped, “Shouldn't we call you Kylie or something like that? After all your mostly woman now.” Kyle winced, he really hadn't thought about that before, but he had always had a fantasy about being turned into a woman, so he had a name prepared.
“Well, I always thought if I were a girl, I'd want to be named Kelly.”
“Kelly? I like it, come on Kelly, let's get the groceries.”
Kelly for her part sighed, she wouldn't be able to change any of this now, but she still had the curse, hopefully she wouldn't fuck herself up like this again. Kelly made the last trip to the car for the groceries, as she grabbed the last bags she looked up and saw someone coming out of the house next door. She froze, and finally realized where her new house was, she watched as Jen, on her four sets of legs scuttled out of her house and started walking passed the house.
“Jen? Jennifer Smith?” Kelly shouted.
“K...Kyle?” Jen looked startled, “What the fuck happened to you?” She started to laugh. Kelly practically ran up to her, almost tripping on her awkward form. She almost started yelling, but stopped herself and sighed.
“Well, I kinda enjoyed having your curse a bit too much, and couldn't help myself. It's my own damn fault for calling Jarred.”
“Jarred? Jarred Colmen? That pervy weirdo? Why did you think that was a good idea?”
“Pfft, I don't know, I think your curse pushed me to go after more and well...” Kelly gestured to herself, “This happened. I just changed a few hours ago, so it's really... really awkward.”
“Serves you right. You shouldn't have used it the way you did in the first place.”
“Yeah....” Kelly said scratching the back of her boyish head, “But hey...” She looked back at the house. “This place is better than the apartment we lived in, at least it did something nice for my mom.” She paused and looked at Jen, then reached out her hand. “Truce? It's not like I can curse you again anyway.”
Jen looked her up and down, then with an eye roll she shook her hand. “Truce. And hey, at least there's three freaks like us out there!”
In the coming weeks Kelly would come to learn that the curse had not only accommodated for her changes, but rewarded her mother for her kindness. Jen and Kelly became casual friends, not quite forgetting that each had cursed the other, but willing to move on. And as time went by Kelly adjusted to her new strange form, almost forgetting that she was once a boy with only two legs. But in the back of her mind the was an urge, drumming against her consciousness, the curse needed to be used, and she was the owner of it, it demanded to be spread, and nearly a year from that day, Kelly would give that curse to someone who deserved it....