Kyle just remained silent. His friends gathered around him, trying to hear what Jennifer was saying, trying to get him to say. None of them mentioned the blatant tent in his pants, his still-human penis erect as he listed to this girl talk about him becoming huge.
"You're going to be horny, really horny," Jennifer went on, shocked at her words. "You're constantly going to be thinking about sex and getting hard. You're going to be so big you'll never be able to hide it. And you're going to need satisfaction. If nobody's willing to help you, you're just going to have to rip off your pants and do it yourself."
She felt a weird kind of freedom. If there wasn't anything to this curse and he tried to tell anyone about this insanity she was spewing, who'd believe it? But if there was . . .
She heard a clatter and muffled voices. Kyle had dropped his phone on the floor and was excitedly describing to his friends how the snooty hot girl was talking dirty. Her imagination, however, made her go on . . .