"Sure, like that curse exists!"
Jake slammed the phone down. He didn't believe in magic, and words cannot hurt you. Jake sat down for a sec, quite angered by the fact that Lauren had actually called him. He had explicitly told her to fuck off because she wouldn't put out. He really wanted to fuck Lauren so bad. She had the perfect body and was on the cheer squad to boot. She was supposed to be a slut dammit!
Jake shrugged to himself. If she didn't want his trusty trouser snake, it was her loss. He was very proud of his dick. It was 9 1/2 inches hard, and the chicks just loved it.
Finally, Jake found his other sock. As he was about to look for his jock, the phone started to ring again. He figured it was Lauren and tried to ignore it. Though he felt a compulsion to pick up the phone. Like he was drawn to it somehow. Jake couldn't help himself; he picked up the phone, and sealed his fate.
"Look bitch, stop call-"
"Shut up and listen Jake. You didn't give me an answer, so you get both."
Jake started to panic. He couldn't put his phone down. It was like the damn thing was stuck to his ear.
"Jake, it's now time for my revenge! You think that you are all that, but guess what? You are not. For your transformation AND your dare, you are..."