"He's the one responsible for my - for OUR - mess. Now for your transformation,"
Jenn looked over toward the cop's car. His overweight partner was still sitting there, munching a donut. Even if she dealt with
this cop, she'd have to get away from his partner too. Unless...
"For your transformation you will turn into a 19 year old skinhead thug who's just been reported wanted for attacking another
cop two streets away during a robbery."
"That's the sickest thing I ever heard!" the cop recoiled. "You have some serious issues and a big imagination, girl. I can't wait
until to see the chief's face when you repeat them to him down the station!"
"Maybe so," Jenn, eyeing the way the cop was suddenly fidgeting with his uniform. "What does your partner think?"
"Why he's..." the cop turned to face his pal in the police car, when he was suddenly overcome with feelings of fear at the sight of
him! "...shit, I gotta get out of here!"
Jenn grinned as she watched the cop's hair recede into his scalp leaving a dark shadow of stubble over a smooth shiny head
covered in tribal tatoos. In an instant, the thirty something man had regressed in age to his late teens while at the same time, his
uniform shrank to fit him, the trousers becoming a pair of faded, tight jeans over tall black boots with white laces and the
uniform shirt a button down check shirt and beaten up bomber jacket.
Opening his mouth to grin at her, the ex-cop flashed a set of broken teeth and a couple of gold crowns before jumping into
Jenn's car and driving off with his former partner in hot pursuit...
Jenn groaned as she realised her plan had backfired. She was now stranded in an unfamiliar neighbourhood while the cop she
had cursed hunted down Kyle as per Jenn's instructions so he could pass the curse on.