A pair of training pants stared back up at her. A sinking feeling began to settle in her stomach as she realized the end all, be all this curse would surly lead her to. As her mind raced, a sudden thought came forward. She had the curse now! And if she couldn't undo her growing nightmare, she could at least drag the brat who started it down with her...
She bolted down the hall. Wanting to get to Kyle's class before anything else happened. But when she got to the room, she stopped. There was no way she could just barge in there and transform Kyle without causing a riot. The only thing she could do was to wait in the bathroom till class ended. Unfortunately, she could not prevent another sneeze. This one turned her cheerleading skirt into a sparkly tu-tu that you might see on a 6-year-old playing dress up. Her cheeks went fire engine red with embarrassment at this new development. Thankfully, the bell rang. She ran from the bathroom, and slammed into Kyle as he headed into the boys restroom.
"Wow Jen, that disease of yours had really done a number on you, huh? Pretty soon, you'll trapped in the body of a suckling baby. And maybe, just maybe, if you grovel enough while you still can, I'll change you back after a while!"
"I don't think so." Jen sneered. "I have the curse now! And I think it's high time you get a taste of your own medicine! Transform or dare?"