He ran across the lawn, sprinting as fast as he could to obey the excruiations of the dare. He burst through Jennifer's front door, panting heavily and without a shirt. "He really is a nerd." Jennifer thought as she saw his wimpy skinny arms and chest. He stood there in here living room for a minute, and then blurted: "Transform or dare?". Jennifer stood and waited, counting off the seconds in her head. After exactly one minute, Kyle said that her time was up and she would get both. He then said: "Jennifer, I dare you to transform into the worlds most powerful sorceress, complete with all the inherent powers, and I dare you to assume the attitude and demeanor fitting a sorceress of that caliber.
Jennifer felt a tingle run through her body. She stayed the same. "Jennifer, did it work?" Kyle asked, curious as nothing had happened. An evil look came over Jennifers face.
"I am not Jennifer! From now on I am Nariss!" She looked at herself. "I'll need to make some changes. But first, a staff!" She pointed at Kyle. "Get me a broom!" Kyle hesitated. "Don't witches ride brooms?" He asked. Suddenly every nerve in his body was on fire! Then the pain stopped. He got a broom. Nariss looked at the broom and then took it. "First, a staff!" The broom transformed into a long black staff, bristling with spikes. "and now, myself." Suddenly, her hair became a jet black, growing out and down past here butt, narrowing in front into a widows peak. She grew taller, more beutiful, and more deadly looking. Finally, here clothes changed into black armor. Her change was complete. Suddenly, Kyle couldn't move. "Now..." she began, pointing her staff at Kyle. "What should I make you, as a demonstration of my power...