Despite all the shouting, Bret finished his breakfast before he left to pick up Jennifer. As he figured it, she could yell at him all she wanted. He didn't care. He could just hook up with another cheerleader. Bret was well aware of how popular and handsome he was, which made even cute girls like Jennifer feel expendable to him.
When he finally pulled up to her house, he honked his horn and waited for Jennifer to come out. A minute later he honked again. "This is ridiculous," he thought to himself. "What's taking her? She was the one who told me to hurry, after all."
Eventually, he turned off his car and knocked on her door.
"Hey, Jen, what's up? Let's go already."
"Bret! Quick get in here!" he heard her reply muffled through the door. "Hurry, I can't believe it took you so damn long. I feel like I'm going to explode!"
Bret tried the door handle. It was unlocked. He let himself in.
"Jesus, Jen, what the hell is the big d-" he started to say, but stopped when he saw at her.
What he saw was beyond belief. At first, he couldn't imagine it being human. It was a giant blue ball, maybe 6 feet tall and mostly circular, except for on the the front where there were two hemispheres, each one the size of a beach ball. He blinked and looked again. This time he noticed the head on top of the ball. He recognized Jennifer's face, even though it was bright blue. He also noticed that her hands and feet were sticking out of the ball as if her arms and legs had been swallowed by it completely.
"Quick, Bret," said Jennifer. "I need you to juice me, NOW! I feel like I'm going to burst any minute now."
"Juice... you?" said Bret still in shock over what he saw before him.
"Just grab a tit or something and start squeezing," she said and feebly waved one of her hands. It was clear that she could barely move at all now.
"A... tit?" said Brett, and then he realized what the beach balls were in the front. Each one was leaking a steady stream of blue liquid out of the center of a dinner-plate-sized, purple areola.
"Would you hurry up!" she said and moaned. The pressure of the juice was getting painful. It reminded her of having to go to the bathroom very badly, except the feeling was all over her body.
"What the fuck happened to you?" he said. "I mean... is that blue thing your body?"
"YES!" she shouted. "It's the stupid town curse. Some creep called me and cursed me... and now I need you to JUICE ME, DAMN IT!"
"But... uh, what?" he said, still stunned by the whole situation.
"Errrrrrrrrrrrr," growled Jennifer. "Fine then! If you won't hurry up, then I'll just have to curse you to get you moving. Transform of Dare?"