"You are so full of shit." Jenn laughed, perhaps a bit of unease tinging her voice. But as the minute wore down Kyle said nothing, until finally he laughed.
"Just like I hoped, no one believes, so I guess they don't answer. But anyway, that means you get both, and I spent days thinking this one up." Jenn could almost hear him trying to get his thoughts in order on the other side of the phone. She could have hung up, but some sort of morbid fascination held her.
"Your transform depends on the next five people you touch. You will only transform once you have touched five people, and I mean any skin to skin contact, lucky you, clothing won't count. And it counts different people, if you touch one of the previous people it doesn't count. When you change you will become the gender of the first person you touch, the race of the second person, the age of the third person, and the sexual preferences of the fourth, the fifth person you touch will start your transformation and receive the curse themselves." Kyle sounded remarkably proud of himself. "And for your dare, once you hang up the phone you will forget all about this conversation until the transformation starts, then you'll remember everything. Have fun at school."
There was a click as Kyle hung up the phone. It took Jen a few moments to process everything Kyle said. She didn't want to hang up the phone, she wanted to find a way out of this. Slowly she put down the phone and her mind went blank. What was she doing in the kitchen, she had to get to school. Grabbing her backpack off the kitchen table she ran out the door, oblivious to what was about to happen to her.