*Author's Note: If anyone's already thought of this and written it into another storyline, then I apologize for wasting your time.
"Do you really think I'll let you off that easily, Jennifer? I called here to transform you, and that's just what I'm about to do. So, for your dare, I dare you to select "Transform" the next time I ask you, which will be in 3...2...1...now! Transform or dare, slut?!"
The big blue vein in Jen's forehead throbbed. This was so exasperating, and she couldn't believe that Kyle could have thought so quickly on his feet like that. She spoke the only option she could, feeling as though someone else's mouth were speaking for her.
"Transform."