Jen couldn’t really decide, both options sounded terrible, assuming the curse was actually real. Finally she cleared her throat, but it was already too late.
“Too bad, you took too long, now you get both. First for your transformation, the skin on your entire body, inside and out, even the inside of your mouth and nostrils, will change. It will all become erogenous, stronger than your pussy or even your clit. It’ll also become soft and squishy and pink just like the inside of your pussy, and it will be self-lubricating as well, so your whole body will constantly be moist and slick and dripping pussy juice. The wetter your pussy the wetter your whole body, since it will all effectively be part of your vagina now. Your nerves will be tied to your pussy so anything pressing on any part of your body will feel like something is being shoved into your pussy. Said skin will also be merged with tongue skin, so you’ll be covered head to toe in tastebuds as well. This means you’ll be able to taste with every inch of your body, plus you’ll also constantly be tasting your own juices. You’ll no longer need to sweat, with your whole body now constantly secreting saliva and pussy juice.
With so much liquid constantly leaving your body, you’ll most likely constantly be thirsty and feel dehydrated, but you’ll never experience any serious symptoms of dehydration. Don’t want you inadvertently dying do we? Of course not. Since you’re constantly wet from a mix of saliva and pussy juice, Also, despite what your sexuality may have been before hand, you’ll now experience extreme, overwhelming attraction to women, like way stronger than even the horniest teenage boy. Just looking at a girl will make you even wetter all over. Oh, and if anyone comes into contact with your juices, their body will transform. If they’re a guy, they’ll turn into a woman but their cock and balls will remain, just above their vagina, and function as normal. If it’s a woman, she will grow a cock and balls above her vagina, which will also be fully functional. Both will become full hermaphrodites capable of giving birth and impregnating a woman or each other.
Your dare is a bit simpler but still fairly complex. I dare you to have sex with a woman at least once a day, and make at least three different women orgasm. You aren’t compelled to do this, instead, if you don’t, you’ll transform into the closest woman’s vagina for the next eight hours. You’ll be able to eat, breathe, and speak out of her vagina, and also your tongue will grow from inside her pussy while you’re fused with it. Speaking will still be difficult with pussy lips, of course, but you’ll just have to manage. If anything happens to you in that time though such as, say, her getting hit by a bus or some other freak accident, you’ll reappear in a safe location nearby and turn back to your new normal, aka your transformation. You won’t turn into a pussy again until 24 hours after you change back.
Oh and finally, reality will be altered to make it seem like you’ve always been this way, and only you and I will notice anything is different.”
As soon as Kyle hung up the phone, Jen was rocked by a multitude of overwhelming sensations. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, and she suddenly felt wet and sticky from head to toe, her skin becoming slimy and covered in tiny bumps. Every slight twitch and movement felt like masturbating, and absolutely everything tasted like pussy. She was totally overwhelmed by the sheer number of things on her tongue, which was really her entire body. She could taste carpet floor through her feet, she could taste her clothes, her hair, her armpits, and most disgustingly, her own ass crack as well. All of it mixed with the overwhelming taste of her own juices, which constantly seeped from her skin and ran down her body.
Her sense of touch was thrown off as well, with everything she touched feeling like it was sitting on her tongue and being shoved inside her at the same time. Just touching two fingers together felt like she was licking her own clit, but doubled. She must have spent at least 20 minutes orgasming over and over again while barely having to lift a finger.
Eventually she stumbled her way to the bathroom, grimacing as she tasted the bathroom floor. Staring back was a twisted replica of her face, but with slightly wrinkled pink skin that was covered in tiny bumps. Her clothing was soaked through, stuck to her body with sticky cum and spit. She wanted to be disgusted, but the inescapable lust Kyle had implanted in her took hold, and she found herself entranced by her own reflection. Ripping her shirt off, she gawked at her exposed breasts, slimy and sticky and pink and… so soft. And round. Jen had always been a little bi. She’d noticed it in cheer practice. Girls were hot. But like, not this hot, this was ridiculous. She looked like a freak, this should be gross, and awful, but instead, the sloppy wet pussy person standing before her was so fucking hot. Gross, but hot. The way the spit and juices seeped out of her, dribbling down her chest, pooling in her cleavage, dripping in long strands onto the counter, oh god. Whatever Kyle had done it worked. Grabbing her tits, she moaned, the sensations once again taking over her mind. She absentmindedly slipped a hand between her legs, before realizing that it all felt the same. Her elbow was a pussy, her thighs were her pussy, her breasts, her knee, everywhere she touched it was inside her pussy. But even better, somehow. Not to mention she felt it on her tongue and tasted it too. And it all tasted like pussy. Not to mention the whole time she could taste the disgusting bathroom floor tiles, a mixture of dirt, grime, various bleach-based cleaning products, and who knows what else. She had never felt so filthy yet so horny at the same time. Just as she crested yet another orgasm, she realized something…