Jennifer sat on the kitchen floor, her skirt hiked up and her bare bottom pressed against the icy tiles, staring down at the big floppy donkey dick hanging between
her still gorgeous teenage legs with stunned disbelief.
"This isn't happening," she muttered over and over, her eyes filled with the biggest cock she had ever seen; her cock. "This isn't happening. This isn't HEE-HAW!"
She gasped at her sudden outburst.
"No!" she cried, as she realized the transformation wasn't over. "Thish isn'th haffening!" she sputtered over a large pair of buckteeth that had suddenly formed in her
mouth, protruding over her red lips. "I don'th wanth to be a HEE-HAW! HEE-HAW!"
Jennifer sat there, braying uncontrollably the more upset she got. Despite all the noise she was making, she heard the front door slam from the other room. But she
couldn't worry about that now. Something else was happening to her.
At first she couldn't tell what it was. Her brain was tingling, her thoughts started to become fuzzy, slow...and then, in horror, she realized what it was. She was
losing her intellect!
Jennifer had never been the brain in school, in fact, she had never been too fond of studying as a general rule, but she had never been below average in anything
either, and she certainly didn't want this!
"No!" she choked. "Don'th make me HEE-HAW! HEE-HAW!" and the more she brayed, the dumber she felt herself become. "HEE-HAW! HEE-HAW!" and
she looked around the room and realized she was now completely illiterate. The note on the fridge, the words on the carton of milk someone had left out--it was all
meaningless.
"What in the--?!" Martha gasped from the doorway.
Jennifer stared up with dull hope-filled eyes at the plump, fifty year old woman. Martha would help, she thought. Martha would fix things. "Duhhh...my dick isth
really big," she explained. "And...duhhh...duhhh...I wanth to eath hay and....... ummmmmmm ....... I wanth to fuck girl donkeysth."
At this, Jennifer began to helplessly sport an enormous erection. She looked down at it in shock, and started braying again as she got upset. "HEE-HAW! I'm a
jackassth girl! HEE-HAW! HEE-HAW!"
Having explained things as best she could, Jennifer turned her attention back to Martha, desperately seeking help. But the maid's surprise had already been
replaced by a look of understanding and mischievous amusement.
"You know, I never thought I'd live long enough to see the curse come 'round again," she said pleasantly. "And to strike against the most spoiled brat in Glendale?
What a treat!"
"Huh?!"
"Who did it to you?"
"Ummm..."
"Didn't I always tell you to stop picking on those less fortunate souls you and your friends refer to as 'geeks' and 'nerds?' That in this town 'geeks' and 'nerds' have
a way of turning the tables? And what did you always say to me, hmm?"
Jennifer was having trouble following the conversation, and now she was being asked a question. She struggled for a moment to try and figure out how to answer,
but then just ended up saying the first thing that popped into her head, "Duhhhhh...."
"That's right. You said, 'Don't be so stupid, Martha,' 'Why are you always so stupid, Martha?' Well, how clever are you feeling now, little Ms. SmartyPants?"
"You're the one who'sth stup-ed!" Jennifer shouted. "And...uhhh.....uhhh..." She looked around, confused, as she lost her train of thought.
Martha shook her head, sighing as she went into her normal daily diatribe. "I swear I don't know why I bother. I cook for you all, and I pick up after you, and now
I've got an idiot jackass girl to take care of--"
"Shut up!"
"--and what thanks do I get? Hmm?"
"I shaid shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Jennifer screamed. "You think thisth isth funny? Well....ummm....Transform or Dare?! Duhh....how funny isth it now?"