"What?!" said Kyle. "You can't do that!"
"I just did," said Jennifer snidely.
"But...but..."
She kept an eye on the clock. "50 seconds left..."
"Jennifer!" he exclaimed.
"Oh Goddddd...." she began touching herself down there, faking yet another orgasm.
Apparently the curse's effects remain until fully passed on to another. Jennifer
continued the amazing erotic performance. "OH YES! YES! YES!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Kyle snickered and laughed over the phone, still enjoying pleasure at her expense.
"OHHHHH! OH GOD! UHHHHOHHHHHGOD!"
By the time she finished, Kyle's minute had long passed.
Catching her breath, Jennifer grabbed the phone off the floor again. Kyle was laughing
hysterically. Jennifer was not amused. "Time's up, bitch. Revenge is mine."
Kyle suddenly fell silent.
His ear pressed tightly to the phone.
"You think the female orgasm is so funny? Let's see how you like it."
"Wait...what?" he asked.
"From now on, *YOU* will be the hottest freshman girl in this school, and I DARE you
to be the sluttiest, horniest, sex-craving slut this town has ever known!"
The words fell on him like a two-ton sack of bricks. For a second, he felt his heart
stop, his mind went blank, and everything around him felt fuzzy.
Kyle looked down at himself. He held his hands up in front of his face, watching them
transform right before his very eyes. His hands grew smaller, his fingers more
slender... His nails slightly longer... He felt his clothes getting looser as his body
shrank a few inches.
But not all his clothes felt that loose. At his hips, his pants grew tighter as his
waist expanded and butt rounded. On his chest, two large breasts pushed out against
his shirt, proudly and boldly making themselves so visible.
"No! No!" Kyle cried, hearing his own voice cracking and getting higher pitch. He
placed his feminine hands on his face, feeling his face change to a cuter form too.
Long blonde hair grew past the shoulders.
Quickly Kyle reached down into his pants. The tiny nub completely slipped away just a
few short seconds after being touched. Now, something else could be felt in its place.
Something that with the slightest of touch, sent arousing waves of ecstasy throughout
Kyle's curvy body.
"Oh my God," Kyle said, sounding fully like a freshman teenage girl. "What have you
done to me?" Kyle now felt very strange, but quickly became more and more comfortable
with these new thoughts and body.
"How do you like it, *Kylie*?" asked Jennifer, satisfied with herself.
The now-female "Kylie" gently stroked herself down there. It felt soooooo good. She
wanted more. She had to have more. Sex. Oh my God, she couldn't stop thinking about
sex. She wanted sex. She *needed* sex. She hungered for sex, craved for sex, longed
for sex, would do ANYTHING for sex.
Now Jennifer was laughing.