"Fuck off, Kyle Perkins!" Jen screamed into the phone. "Your nerdy occult shit doesn't scare me! I know the fucking curse isn't real!" She was honestly scared, but could only run her mouth in response even as a bead of nervous sweat trickled down her forehead. She went quiet, trembling, waiting for the geeky teen's response to her outburst.
A minute passed by with an eerie silence, and Jen found herself frozen to the spot, unable to do anything. A gutwrenching feeling of the inevitable took hold as she realized that it wasn't by her will that she couldn't move. Her eyes teared up, and she waited.
"By now you've probably guessed that it -- the fucking curse, of course -- is real." Kyle chuckled. "And you probably can't move, because you wasted your minute to decide being a bitch. Dumb, Jen, dumb! So until I tell you what's going to happen, you're a living statue. Pretty cool, huh?"
Jen could only stand there with the phone to her ear, wanting to scream, cry, slam down the phone, anything.
"Oh, Jen, Jen, Jen." Kyle laughed disturbingly, snorting. "You picked the wrong guy to fuck with. You really did. So here's how it's going down, because you get both Transform and Dare! Ready?"
Jen's eyes went wide with horror. The extent of her motion.
"You're a tall blonde bimbo. And everybody in the school knows you're an easy piece of ass and love to fuck and suck. So I'm going to combine the two!" He paused, giggled, and mocked her. "Are you excited? I know I'm excited! So, for your Transform, your body will physically change into a complete female giraffe. Once you reach 100% your mind will degrade into a female giraffe as well. So you lose your humanity and then your human mind. Got it? That takes care of the tall blonde part. Now, the fun part! Your own orgasm will advance your changes. When you cum, it'll make you change by a small percent. So it doesn't matter how you get off, but when you do, it'll trigger your change. Outside of that, you can't transform by any other means. And there's no way to reverse it. You can of course restrain from cumming and you won't progress, but as you become more animal, the pleasure from cumming will grow and grow. You'll want it, need it, and it'll feel amazing. So I'll be interested to see how fast a slut like you changes."
Jen's heart thudded in her chest. No! That was horrible! She didn't want to be a dumb fucking giraffe! She couldn't fight her sexual urges! No! But she could do nothing.
"Oh, but we're not done yet!" Kyle continued. "If you swallow male cum or have it touch your chest, your boobs are going to grow bigger. And now the dare, my lovely soon to be giraffe. I dare you to hang up the phone when I say good-bye and forget about this call. You won't have any clue this ever happened. Or remember. So, have a good rest of the day, Jenny-fur! Good-bye!"
The line went dead. Jen collapsed to the floor, weeping, the phone dropping from her hand and hanging off the hook. Then suddenly she forgot all about it, wondered why she was on the floor sobbing, and got to her feet, upset at her own childishness. She continued looking for her sock and panties, found them underneath her bed, and minutes later ran onto the front lawn screaming obscenities at the school bus as it drove away late.