“Dare!” was she really going along with this? She’d heard the stories but they couldn’t be true... could they?
“Phew Jen you cut that pretty close!” Jen could hear another voice laugh in the background.
“Who’s there with you?” she demanded.
“Err...that’s not important right now Jen... what is important is this dare” there was a quiet cough from Kyle’s end of the phone, and the sound of paper being unfolded...
“Jennifer Smith” Kyle took a deep breath; he was obviously trying to be dramatic about the situation. “For your dare...Whenever you see an item of clothing that it more revealing or sexually appealing than the corresponding item that you are wearing you will find that your clothing will change to match the other item in size and shape and style. The colour of the item will remain the same to what it was before the transformation and everyone but you, my friend and I will think that it’s normal.”
Jennifer gulped, when she’d been told about the power of the transform or dare curse she’d laughed but with Kyle taking it so seriously she wondered whether this could possibly be true...
“Oh and you’ll continue to go to classes and any other appointments that you need to attend. You can’t get out of it by hiding!” The laugh in the background, it seemed so familiar...
The phone line went dead. Jen shook her head as a shiver ran down her spine. Following a quick search of her room she found her panties and her missing sock, grabbed her bag and her shoes and ran out the door just in time to catch the bus. It was a beautifully hot day and Jen had to shield her eyes against the reflection of the sun off the windows of the bus as it pulled up in front of her.
Still blinded slightly she boarded the bus and as she regained her vision she saw...