Jen waited for Kyle to answer, obviously he didn't expect that she would turn this around on him, and she was going to have to figure out a transformation. She did find it funny that all he wanted to do was make her bark like a dog, so she thought about it to herself for a minute while he sweated, then spoke up.
“Okay Kyle, time's up, now you get both.”
“Now, let's not be too...”
“For your transformation, your dick will grow from that baby cock I saw to say.... eight inches stiff. Enough to be a little too much, but not enough to actually wreck someone.”
“Um... thank you?”
“Oh, I'm not done, you made me bark like a dog, I'm going to make you dress like a girl. For your dare, from now on you'll dress in the most feminine way possible while staying in your tastes, a little femboy goth if you will, the thighter the better. You'll wear mostly feminine clothes, save for your underwear and on occasion your shoes, but you'll usually wear heels, four inches is the shortest you can wear. Everyone around you will see you dressing differently, and be honest about what they think, but supportive of your new life style. Lastly, you'll resist using the curse to go back for an entire month, and not use it on me to transform me, you can however embarrass me back if you want to, but only if you don't like your new look by the end of the month."
“WHAT? YOU'RE MAKING ME A TWINK?”
“A straight twink, unless your gay, not judging, I do suggest you grow your hair out for your new style, and come and show me how you dress for today, I'll give you some pointers.” He could hear Jen giggling as she hung up the phone, he felt his cock go stiff and fill his boxers a little more, he shivered with anger. That bitch, she was going to make him a femboy with a dare? He'd get even with her yet, maybe he'd make it so she could only speak in dog noises or something.
Right now he needed to get ready for school, he felt his clothes get tighter, he looked down, his pants hugging him tightly, leaving a noticeable bulge in the crotch, his vision was blocked by something. Jen didn't realize it but she had cursed him to grow his hair out as well, his new style feathered and long, draped over his shoulders, and dyed a neon green, which faded into his natural hair color, his shirt changed, it's collar now a v neck, it's window meeting the middle of his chest. He felt his feet lift at the heels and looked down, his new shoes were the classic thigh high platform goth boots.
He let out a angry sigh, he'd have to live with this for a month at least, he'd better just live with it for now. He grabbed his coat and put it on, it was larger than before, making it look like he borrowed a boyfriend's jacket. He felt himself drawn to his dresser, being pulled by an invisible force, he found himself holding lipstick, unable to resist putting it on. The shade matched his hair, a neon green, his hands expertly putting on the rest of his makeup, his eye shadow, blush and mascara, giving his lashes a darker and more pronounced profile. Kyle stared at himself, if he were a girl, he'd chase after himself, but this just wasn't him, but it was, he felt.... comfortable? Like he was seeing a side of himself that he'd never seen before.
Kyle shivered, no, this wasn't right, he'd get this fixed after a month, right now, his mother was calling him for breakfast.