They stayed hidden until the patrol car passed for the final time, and were rewarded by the sight of Kyle Perkins dashing out of the house, little Fiona Clay struggling to keep up with him.
"Aw, the poor thing, my Sis is bigger than that."
Jen nodded. "He even puts her in a car seat. She can't realize what he's done to her."
Paige grabbed Jen's hand and squeezed it. "She will, if I got anything to say about it. Come on!"
The two girls slipped into the house. Kyle had left dusty footprints, easily revealed by Paige's flashlight. They soon found the large hall closet.
"This is it, so who's going in?"
Jen kissed her love. "We both are."
The entered the closet and closed the door. It was scary in the dark, but they had each other, and they made a game of groping each other in the darkness, to see who would squeal first.
As it happened, it was Paige, who first squealed, then moaned.
Before they could go any further, however, they heard a voice.
"Um...excuse me."
It was eerie and soft, making both girls jump.
"Oh! Sorry!" Both girls straightened their clothing.
"Forgot this was your closet, Ma'am." Paige apologized.
The ghostly voice laughed, a spooky, but not scary sound. "This isn't how this usually goes, you know. Normally I start off with 'Transform or Dare', pass on my curse, and people just run off. First time I've had a lively young couple in here."
"Dara..?" Jen ventured.
"Once, yes. The cost of my curse was my own life, I've been cursed myself to haunt this place for all time. No regrets, the bitch had to pay, and quite a few like her have been punished as well..."
"Ma'am?" Paige piped up.
"Yes dear?"
"You said Transform or Dare, I'd like to choose Dare before the time's up."
"Me too!" Jen chimed in nervously.
Again, the ghost laughed. "Oh my, the time was almost up! I'm sorry, I didn't actually mean to curse you. I was enjoying the conversation. Well, dares it is."
Both girls gulped.
"You're both very lucky, you know, to be in love. A real love, like yours, doesn't come along often, and when you figure that without the curse, you'd probably have never met...well. As much trouble as it will be, I shan't let you hide your feelings. I dare you both to be open about your relationship, and to let everyone know how you feel about each other."
"...oh my, that..." Paige started, her hand reaching for Jen's.
"Is fine. Thank you, Dara, I don't know if I'd have had the courage without this, and I'm grateful that now I can't be tempted to lie. I love Paige Bishop!!!!"
Jen pulled Paige close and kissed her after that declaration. Somewhere, a dog barked.
"...I love you too, Jen, more than anything." Paige sniffled, and Jen realized the other girl was crying.
"Oh Paige...don't cry..."
"Um...excuse me."
"Oh! Sorry Dara...maybe we should go."
"Not that I mind the company, but you're both far to distracting. Come back when you're less horny for each other, please. Oh and about Kyle, I dared him to get revenge...the poor boy is such a wuss, he has a hard time being truly mean. And no offense, Jennifer, but you did wrong him."
Jen nodded. "But his revenge isn't complete, that's what the ring was for, and he wussed out."
"And now you have the ring, Jennifer. All he has left is the curse, and the only person he can pass it on to, is you."
"But we both have the curse as well, so if we're smart, we can force him to use his up." Paige squeezed Jen's hand.
"And it happens you're very smart, Paige dear. You have my blessing, although I'm sure there's going to be a lot of mischief however this turns out. I'll be watching...now it's time for little girls to go....HOME!"
Jen woke up in her bed at home. At first she was afraid it was all a dream, but she still had the ring in her hand...and her body was unchanged. Plus, her clothing had Paige's scent all over.
She hugged her knees to her chest. She felt like she was in control again.
Her room was unchanged, but all of her clothing now reflected her new height. Unfortunately, it was the same wardrobe as yesterday, wildly inappropriate.
But then a smile came to her face. How often would she get to dress up all slutty for her girl? She outdid herself, her own reflection made her blush...and get urges to strip her clothes right off her body.
She forced those feelings down. That was going to be Paige's present.
She went down to breakfast, and her family didn't even notice. That, sadly, was normal.
Her car keyes had vanished, and she no longer had a license; took the ring long enough, but there were a lot less drivers in town as of yesterday, with almost all the teen boys vanishing, and all the girls being reduced in height to the point that almost none of them could drive a normal car.
So Jen took the bus, wondering what Paige was up to.