"Transform or dare you bastard." Jennifer snarled as she threw Kyle into a stack of toilet paper. It disgusted her that she was turned on by his skirt riding up as he tried to catch his balance against the unstable rolls. Kyle righted himself and smoothed his skirt, smirking at Jennifer's obvious arousal. There wasn't much femininity left in the formerly beautiful cheerleader and she looked more like a boy in drag.
"Transform." he grinned, amused that his new form had her so flustered. "Ok, if thats the way you want to play it you can be stuck as a girl for the rest of your life for your transform." Jen smiled, but her triumph quickly turned to confusion. Kyle was grinning profusely, which didn't make sense. "Did you think it was a coincidence that you found me after your balls had dropped?" Kyle laughed as he winced a little. The bra he had been wearing snapped as the breasts suddenly expanded and his figure rapidly filled out like something had been holding it back. Jennifer suddenly felt a searing pain between her legs as she dropped to the floor in agony. Her new genital snapped back to their feminine configuration like a rubberband, knocking the wind out of her. Her shriveled breasts filled back in to a B cup and though slender her figure was definitely female. Coughing and panting she pulled herself back up to her feet before realizing Kyle, now Kylie's broken bra and straining cleavage were still turning her on.