Jen closed the door behind himself as he sat on his bed. He looked himself over. Seeing himself in the mirror was one thing, but seeing his new body from this perspective... he felt his dirty pantie beginning to strain as his manhood grew to attention once again. Apparently he wouldn't have any problem getting it up from now on. He forced his eyes closed. It was hard, but Jen managed to hold himself back for the moment.
"Geez..." Jen muttered to himself. He stood up and took his panties off, feeling his new cream as he did. "This is going to get annoying." With a groan of annoyance, he slumped onto the bed. "That little prick did this to me. Now I dunno what to do..." That's when it hit him. How did Kyle change him? A couple simple words. Transform or Dare... maybe it could work the other way.
His mind went to work. What would be the best way to get revenge on Kyle? He thought about it, and his subconscious began to lead his train of thought. He imagined Kyle becoming a small, submissive cat-woman like he'd made Jen. One with wide hips for having children, big breasts full of milk for when Jen or their kittens got hungry... Jen didn't notice his cock harden once again, already dripping as his mind considered what it'd be like to have his own little feline slut. Jen imagined himself bigger, more powerful... maybe a lion or tiger or something. He pictured himself, big, strong, and dominant, taking his little pet slut...
He blushed as he was pulled out of his fantasies. Jen knew the thoughts weren't normal for him. But it didn't matter. All he could think about was making Kyle his plaything. He stood up, grabbing some of his old clothes to try covering his small form, and heading out to leave for school.