"You're hurting now, aren't you, Brad? How does it feel?" Kyle smirked.
"Shut up and answer!" Brad shrieked.
"You better, or you might get both." Jenny held the gun steady with both hands.
"Why don't you show me how it feels? Transform."
Brad grinned. "Oh I'll show you, alright. I hope you turn into a girl smaller and younger
than me!"
Suddendly, Kyle doubled over in pain, falling to the floor.
Jenny shook her head. "So much for trying to psych you out. Well Brad, you can go now."
"Go? Like this? No, I can't, you have to turn me back!" Her eyes were wild and frightened.
Jenny walked up, and touched Brad's bare leg. "Aww...don't you like it? The way it
feels...?" She stroked the soft skin.
Brad shivered, and choked back a moan. "Stop it! Don't do that!"
"But what's the matter baby...you like how it feels, don't you?" Jenny pressed the gun into
Brad's side.
Brad started crying. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, please don't..."
Jenny reached between Brad's legs and gently stroked her sparse pubic hair. "Little girls
want it, don't they? You want it...I can tell..."
Brad wanted to fight, but the gun was cold against her skin. It did feel good...and part of
her wanted it...no no, he was a guy, not a girl!
Jenny's fingers gently probed Brad's slit. "Ooh, you're so tight..and wet. You want me,
don't you?"
Brad was crying now. "no...please...don't..."
Jenny coldly wiped her fingertips on Brad's shirt and stepped back. "Now you know. Now
you understand, don't you? It's different for a woman. Our bodies can want something
that our minds don't. And it's tempting to force yourself on someone. Part of me wants to
fuck you senseless, just to teach you a lesson. But if I did that, then I'd be like you,
wouldn't I?"
Brad just cried softly.
"I guess it's not just your body that's weak. The curse made you weak in other ways. You
can't resist, can you? Poor baby."
"...please, change me back..."
"Why? You need this, Brad. You don't know it yet, but you do. If I changed you back, you
might forget, and we can't have that. Just sit there, I'll figure out what to do with you in a
bit. Kyle, you ok?"
A feminine groan could be heard as Kyle sat up. He'd been changed into a young girl of
about 11 or 12. Jenny could see the resemblance, it was obvious that this girl was related
to Kyle, but she was a lot cuter. Not to mention positively tiny, probably no bigger than 4'
8".
"What...oh hell, I'm a girl..."
"'Fraid so. Well what did you think Brad was going to do? You're pretty cute though, if it's
any consolation."
Kyle sighed. "You said I was cute before."
"And I meant it. But now, you're -really- cute. Almost as cute as me." Jenny giggled.
Kyle stood up, his pants sliding off his hips, revealing a pair of coltish legs...and as his
boxers fell, the fact that he was completely bare between his legs was also revealed. She
shivered. "It feels weird."
"Lookin' good, Kyle...maybe you should go check yourself out in the bathroom. Take as
long as you need."
Kyle blushed. "uh...wait...first...transform or dare."
Jenny looked to Kyle. "Don't change me back, please."
"Trust me, Jenny. Please. Just don't say anything."
"You can't trust that nerd, Jen, there's no telling..." Brad spoke up, only to find a gun aimed
at his...her face.
"Shut up, Brad. I trust Kyle more than I trust you."
There was a strange pressure in the air.
"Times up....you get both."
Jenny turned to face Kyle. "So...what's it going to be? Going to resist temptation?"