"All right, Kyle, since you chose dare, and since your friends seem to think it's funny to try and take the piss out of an innocent girl, that's what you've cursed yourself to become. I want you to transform into a pretty sixteen year old geeky girl. You'll not forget anything about yourself or the way you were, but you will feel yourself start to like more geeky things, like maths and science. You'll start wanting to read more, and you'll develop a slight lisp, though it won't make you any less attractive. And while you won't be massively horny, you will lust after boys. Especially your friends in the room with you now," finishes Jennifer.
"Er, what?" says Kyle, suddenly realising that she wasn't joking.
But of course, by then it was too late, and Jennifer can hear the sound of commotion flaring up on the other end of the phone. Hanging up, she sighs with a sense of satisfaction.
*
At Kyle's house, things are getting strange. Him and a couple of friends were just calling around the people at school, trying to scare them, when Jennifer's name cropped up, and they thought it'd be funny to freak her out with this curse. Now, Kyle wished they hadn't.
The transformation started in his hands and feet, both becoming smaller and more slender, before working its way up his arms, which became slightly shorter, and more clumsy looking. His legs didn't get much shorter or longer, they just thinned a little, until they were more shapely, albeit a little scrawny. Next to change was the most obviously striking place: the head. His hear began to dye itself from a dirty blonde to a brilliant redhead, and his eyes faded from brown to green. Almost inexplicably, a pair of thick-rimmed glasses appeared on his face, and his mouth began to widen slightly, as his lips grew thicker. Freckles popped into existence all about her cheeks, which in turn contorted into efeminate proportions. Kyle could feel his neck thinning as his Adam's apple faded away.
As the shoulders pulled themselves into a less broad shape, the next change that followed was his torso, which consisted of his stomach thinning out, and his chest expanding. As this happened, he gasped out loud, and was surprised, if not completely shocked, to hear that his voice had raised an octave, and acquired a slightly nasal tone. His hands flew to his chest, which was still ballooning out slightly, until it became what he could only assume was around a C cup, when, like the glasses, a bra miraculously appeared to support them.
Next came his hips, which inflated outwards, along with his ass, which become more rounded. Perhaps not as pert as he would want in a girl, but still definitely shapely.
As the rest of his body finished off the final touches, the biggest change was still to come, though, he found it was the hardest to feel. It was almost as if for a few seconds, he was numb down there, and then suddenly, he could feel that he no longer had a penis. He could feel a slightly more sensitive fold of skin instead, and his eyes windended in dismay.
Then, unnoticed by her, but still defiantly occuring, his internal organs shifted and changed, until Kyle was officially no longer a man. He was Kylie.
"Oh, shit, what's she done?" he asked, hearing for the first time the slight lisp that had had been forced upon him.