Jennifer was standing there thinking about what else she could do to Dean when Cathy
came downstairs looking completely disheveled. "Wow! That was intense." Cathy said
breathlessly. "Who is this though?"
Jen motioned to Dean and said, "This is dean, my new and improved boyfriend. Dean this is
Cathy. She's Naomi's sister."
Cathy laughed and said, "At least you left him human for his first time. What did he look
like before?"
Jennifer motion towards Dean and said, "Show her our prom picture. It's in your wallet."
Dean looked around for a bit and then said, "I can't find it. You sure didn't give me enough
room in this outfit for it."
Jennifer groaned and said, "You're now wearing the clothes you drove here with."
Dean's thong and bow tie morphed back into his cargo shorts and t-shirt. He was even
wearing the running shoes he had taken off at the door. His clothes were extremely tight
and you could see his increased bulge clearly through the once loose shorts. Dean slowly
reached his right arm back to his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He passed the photo to
Jennifer and Cathy.
"OMG Jennifer! You're getting good at this. Naomi! Get in here and take a look!"
Naomi yelled from the kitchen, "Is the pizza here? I'm starved!" Jennifer started teasing her
nipples through her shirt.
Naomi pranced into the room and Dean couldn't help but become aroused when he saw
Naomi's huge boobs exposed. He quickly moved his hands in front of the giant tent in his
pants.
Jennifer saw his huge erection and was pissed. She said, "Is that what turns you on Dean?"
Now you're wearing a thong that's two sizes too small and it's riding up on you." Dean's
hands flew towards his backside as he tried unsuccessfully to pull the strap out of his
crack.
"Ouch! Stop it Jen. You're hurting me!" Dean yelled. "Alright Jennifer. Transfor-"
"You're wearing a gag!" Jennifer shouted. "You're not going to change me!"
Dean fell to his knees and began struggling with the gag.
"Stop it Jennifer! It's not his fault," Naomi yelled. "Look at us! You've been touching yourself
since I walked in here!"
"Fine Naomi I'll stop." Jennifer said with a glare. "Dean if I take off the gag will you be good
and transfer the curse to Naomi? It's her turn and I want you to be looking presentable
when the pizza man gets here." Jennifer began squeezing her breast and rubbing her
crotch.
Dean gave an exhausted nod. Jennifer said, "You are wearing only a pair of comfortable
boxers and a studded dog collar with your name on it just to remind you who's in charge."
Dean slowly stood up as his gag vanished an his tight cargo shorts disappeared revealing a
dark pair of boxers. The dog collar jingled as he turned towards Naomi. "Naomi,
Transform or Dare?"
"Dare" Naomi said.
"For your dare, you will tell Jennifer why she keeps touching herself."
"Jennifer you keep touching yourself because you were dared to do it every time we say the
word pizza," Naomi said in a daze.
Just then, the doorbell rang.