"Time's up, Jenny. So you get both!"
"Wait! No, that was never a minute! I choose dare!"
"Too late, Jennifer. I know you and your boyfriend Vinnie haven't been clicking the way you ought. I don't know
if your hair's too long, too straight, your boobs are too big or not big enough, but I can tell he's not really
into you. So I want you to transform into Vinnie's wet dream, you will become the sex partner he fantasizes
about when he sleeps, and cums in his sleep. I hope he's not a chubby chaser."
"You gah-oh, no," Jennifer said as her voice cracked and deepened. She felt her clothing getting tighter.
"Heh,heh. He likes the Lauren Bacall type? Deep husky voice, cool. Now for your dare. Vinnie may find you're
his sexual fantasy come to life, but he's going to have a hell of a time controlling you. You see your dare is
to be a Super Slut. You will spread your legs for anyone and everyone, and then you will post your sexploits in
detail on your blog."
"I uh, oh," she moaned, and hung up the phone.
She ran to the mirror and gasped. Vincent Danelli's fantasy lover was...