"Dare," answered Erika.
"Alright, Erika," remarked Jenny. "I dare you to ask me to Transform or Dare next." It's working, she thought to herself. Oh, when I get out of this... I'm going to be that little runt Kyle's worst nightmare.
Automatically, almost as if she was possessed by something, Erika chanted, in a monotone voice, "Jenny... Transform or Dare?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Jenny responded, "Transform!"
Erika seemed to snap out of her trance. She stood there, looking down at her friend. She seemed a little detached or distracted, as if she was thinking about something. Jenny impatiently demanded, "Well, come on, Erika, transform me back to the way I was! I don't want to stay a talking pussy forever!" Finally, Erika spoke.
"Like, okay. Jenny... For your transformation, you're going to be..."