Suddenly Kyle felt something in the waistband of his pants go 'snap!', and a button flew
off and hit the mirror. Quickly, he pulled his pants off before he got stuck in them. His
stomach now distinctly stuck out from his body, and his waist and hips looked bigger than
he had ever seen them. Looking in the mirror, he saw a reflection that looked more and
more like a chubby teenage girl - his jawline and facial features were softening and
becoming more feminine, his shoulders were narrowing, and his Adam's apple was almost
invisible. Medium-sized and unmistakeable breasts were jutting forth proudly from his
chest - they looked to be around a B-cup, and his nipples and areoles were much bigger
than normal. He also noticed that the bathroom counter was up to his navel, when it used
to be just above his crotch.
Kyle stepped back, and noticed that his underpants were sliding down under his belly, and
the crotch hung loose and empty. With some trepidation, he pulled them down, and his
heart skipped a beat. His previously-small penis was smaller than ever, and barely poked
out from his pubic area which was getting fleshier than ever. His scrotum was tight
around his shrunken balls, which appeared to be retreating into his crotch. His tangle of
pubic hair was very sparse, and looked like it was retreating back into his skin.
Kyle's mother knocked on the bathroom door, nearly giving him a heart attack. "Are you
in there, Kyle?" she asked.
"Yes, I..." Kyle choked as he heard a high, squeaky, pubescent-sounding voice coming
from his mouth. He lowered his voice as much as possible, and said "Yes, I'm OK, Mom -
just going to the can."
"You don't sound too good Kyle, have you got a cold?" his mother asked.
Making his voice as low as possible, Kyle replied "Yeah, I think I am - I think I'm going to
go to bed early tonight."
Kyle kept checking his phone every minute or so to see if it would turn on yet. By the time
it finally started working, his breasts were well into the C-cup range and were starting to
sag, and he looked more female than male. His balls had completely retracted into his
crotch, leaving a pussy-like indentation, and his manhood looked more like a big clitoris.
Frantically, Kyle dialed Jen's number. He could almost see his body changing as the ring
tones slowly went by. Finally, Jen picked up, and said "Feeling desperate yet Kyle?"
Kyle blurted "Transform or dare!" into the phone. Jen was puzzled for a moment by the
clear, feminine voice that came through - she almost hung up before she realized that this
must be Kyle.
"Ha ha ha! Kyle, is that you? Oh my god, you totally sound like a girl! This is too funny!"
"Transform or dare!" repeated Kyle, "Please let me undo the curse so you can fix me!"
"Who said I was going to fix you?" said Jen, lording it over her hapless victim. Then she
thought better of it, and said "Just kidding, of course - I'll help you after you help me. I
choose dare."
Kyle hesitated - was he really going to trust this bitch to change him back? He decided to
hedge his bets.
"Okay, Jen - I dare you to stop following my previous dare, IF and ONLY if you use the
curse to change me back to my old body!"
Jen scowled. She had been hoping to use the curse against someone more important than
this loser. She was also angry at being humiliated in front of her school, her friends, her
teachers and her family, and she wanted Kyle to suffer. She thought for a moment, and
then realized that Kyle's trick of putting two curses into one could work for her as well...