"Oh now you call? Well just so you know, I'm now nine years old, Kyle wanted to curse you to become a 20-month old baby!"
Jennifer gasped. "I'm sorry Dawn, please, it's just I was so upset, and even though you were right, hearing you call me a bitch..."
"Shh. It's fine now. I got revenge on Kyle for both of us. He won't be a problem any longer."
Jennifer sighed. "Oh that's a relief. But we're still stuck as kids?"
"Stuck? Ha! I like being young and cute. But I guess you'd rather be older, huh?"
"Well..I can't go home like this...I mean..."
"Transform or Dare!"
"What the...oh hell, dare!"
"Aww, you're no fun. Well fine. I dare you to be perfectly happy being your current age, and, when you decide to pass on the curse, you won't be able to choose me. Ciao!"
Jennifer blinked. Hey maybe being a kid wasn't so bad after all? Especially since she could curse someone to take care of her. Chuckling, she wandered the streets towards town.
Halfway there, a police cruiser stopped. It was Officer Vincent, a pretty young brunette. "Miss, are you ok? Should you be walking all alone like this?"
"Oh, um, I'm lost, could you give me a ride home?"
"Sure honey." Carol Vincent was a tall, slender young woman of 25, with short auburn hair. She had just a little too much muscle, and at 6' 1", most guys avoided her. Rumor had it she was a lezzie, but if so, she never ogled at other girls, and she was pretty cool.
Carol let the girl into the back, wondering who would let their daughter run around half-naked in oversized clothes. "So what's your name, honey?"
"I'm Jennif...Jenny."
Carol frowned. "Jenny, huh? So where do you live?"
"Transform or Dare."
"Huh wah?"
"I meant 466 Bradley Street."
"Uh..ok."
A few minutes passed. "You get both!"
"I get what?"
"For your dare, you will take me home with you and love me like your own daughter. Everyone will think I'm adopted, and that I'm very mature and independent for my age, which is why you can leave me alone and be a police officer."
Carol blinked and then smiled in the rearview mirror at her adopted daughter. Jenny was a treasure, who made everything in her life worthwhile.
Jenny grinned, she now had a new mother, a cool action mom! But being a police officer could be tough too, hm...
"For your transform, you're going to be in perfect health always, never catch any disease, you can't be poisoned, you're totally unable to be hurt in any way, and you'll never seem to age, but nobody will notice that."
Carol drove her daughter home, feeling pretty damn good, no, great. She made dinner for them both, then hit her free weights, loving the feeling of her muscles straining to their limit. It took her a lot longer to get tired.
Jenny just watched her mother. 'Wow, she's actually pretty sexy, like a tigress', Jen thought to herself. I was never really into girls, but she's hot!
Unfortunately, Jennifer hadn't really considered what to do with the curse now that Carol had it; she'd have to trick her into using it somehow.
Then Carol took a shower, and the both of them curled up on the couch to watch tv; some show about crooks stealing from other crooks that Jennifer had never cared to watch before; it was really good.
Since there was only one bedroom, mother and adopted daughter shared the same bed, and Jennifer fell asleep in her new mother's arms with a blissful sigh.