"You're such a freak!" yelled Jen. "Not a bad idea. Your times up! I'm going to transform you with whatever freaky idea pops into my head. Let's see... First, all the hair on your body, except on your head, not the facial hair, will grow to be 1,000,000 times the length of your body. It will grow 5 times longer instantly every time it gets cut. You'll be buried in you own hair. It will be perpetually silky and shiny and will never need to be washed. Besides, you'd need a car wash to wash all that hair. Just because I don't want murder on my conscience, you will be able to breath through your mouth and hair. You will also be immortal and never age a day again. Next... you will grow a huge udder to replace your pussy. It will be so big and heavy and full of milk that it will drag you to the floor. It will always be producing milk Instead of pooping or peeing, you will have to be milked. Your breasts will grow to DD cup and suffer the same fate. Also, every time anyone talks to you, you will relieve yourself all over the floor until 5 hours after they stop talking to you. If someone else talks to you, the time will double. Also, whenever you relieve yourself outside, if there is dirt beneath you, it will turn into a quicksand pit 5 yards wide with you at the center and you will sink until your upper lip touches the surface. Um... next, your arms will be sucked into your shoulders. Then... Your legs will fuse together into a 100 mile long snake tail. Your teeth will turn into snake fangs. Then-" Kyle got interrupted. "That's enough! Just get on with the dare! I want my story straight when I call the police!" shouted Jen. "Very well, I guess you can't get much freakier than that. For your dare, you will forget this conversation, go out to your back yard and await your transformation. Have fun!" Kyle hung up. "Who was that? I think I'll go out back, get some air." Jen walked out of her bedroom.