The two girls lay breathing heavily on the floor of Jen's room, recovering from the mind-blowing orgasm
brought on by their new two-headed donkey dildo. A dildo that had once been Jen's brother. With a soft moan,
Sam pulled away, taking the cock with her. Jen shivered slightly as the cock was pulled from her pussy but
remained where she was. Gingerly, Sam grabbed the free end and tugged it from her new donkey cunt, toes
curling as she saw just how much had been buried in her. For a moment she stared at her new sex, dark and
leathery under the wild hair, and very nearly turned to Jen with the curse on her lips. She managed to choke
the words back down, however, and looked away. She pushed the donkey dildo away slightly and looked up at the
ceiling.
"Oh my gawwwd," she moaned after a moment of silence. She didn't seem to notice the slight braying quality to
her words. "I can't beeeelieve you did that, Jen. That we did that. I'm sorry..."
Jen turned to look at the redhead. "No, I should be sorreeeee haw!" She coughed slightly, the bray coming
involuntarily. It didn't seem to phase her, either. "I don't know what came over me to change you like that. I
was just so worried that you'd hate me and we wouldn't be friends anymore."
Sam shook her head. "No, I mean I'm sorry for turning your brother into the dildo we just used. That huge
donkey caaawwk..." Her hand groped the floor for it for a moment before she caught herself again, pushing the
thoughts of using it to fuck herself from her mind. Beside her Jen was struggling with similar feelings. "I
just couldn't think straight.." Sam sat up, being careful not to look down at her furry crotch or over at the
abandoned animal shaft. "Okay. The curse is real, and it's dangerous. We need to be careful."
Jen sat up as well but glanced down at her friend's dark sex. She felt her mouth water and thought about
licking it and tasting a jenny's juices running down her throat. Sam coughed and Jen snapped out of it,
quickly looking at her friend. She slowly nodded. "I want to get revenge on the guy who started all of this.
The guy who gave you my homework. Kyle Perkins." At her sides, Jen's hands clenched into fists.
"Okay, but we need to be careful or this secret thing could get the better of us again. Who knows what further
trouble we might cause? We might give him.... what we want and end up as slaves to him or something." The
thought didn't sound as terrible as it should considering they'd then have access to a thick, meaty... "Nng.
It's hard not to think about it!" Sam whined. "But we have to be strong, Jen. We can beat this. I'm going to
go home and try to come up with a plan. We both need to stay away from anything that could set us off, okay?
No television, no computers, no Internet. Just go to bed early, wake up early, and get to school early. I'll
have something figured out by then. I hope."
Jen frowned. "Why do I have to avoid this stuff?" she asked. "You're the one with the curse. I don't have to
be careful about it." In fact, she thought, she kind of wanted to call some of their other friends while she
was fingering herself. The thought sent a small thrill through her body and her pussy began to heat up again.
"No!" Sam snapped. "We both need to be strong. The more we fight it now, the easier it will get, and then we
can turn back to normal and get our revenge on Kyle." She took Jen by the shoulders and looked into her eyes.
"Promise me, Jen."
Grudgingly Jen nodded. "Okay, I promise," she said.
With that, Sam pulled up her panties and pants, pausing to get herself under control as the fabric rubbed
against her larger pussy. She had an obvious camel toe in the front of her pants when she was finished that
Jen eyed appreciatively. Sam grabbed her bag and shoved some things that had fallen out in her lust back
inside, not noticing as she did so that the donkey dildo joined them. Finally she bid Jen a quick goodnight
and left, strictly focusing her thoughts on each step she took instead of where they wanted to go.