Jen steps out of the car, and begins panting. "Babe, are you gonna throw up?" wonders
Rick aloud. "No I just need to...to..." said Jen, the amount of sweat coming off her
intensifying. Rick hopped out of the car to hold Jen, as she seemed to be horribly
messed up. She was sweating more then anyone ever should. "Babe, we should go to
the hospitall." "What? No..." replied a relunctant Jen, who felt like the world was falling
apart. "Babe, your sweating so fast...I think your skin is melting!" yelled Rick. "We have
to go now, Jen!" "But Rick...I...*gurgle* have to *gurgle* get to schoo-" was all Jen could
say before she fell down and made a splash, her whole body having been reduced to
nothing more then Rick's man-juice. "Jenny!" yelled Rick as he got on the ground,
putting his hands in the mess that was her body. The liquid gurgled in response, which
took Rick by suprise. "Jenny...can you hear me?" asked Rick. For a few moments there
was no response, but the liquid gurgled slightly. "Stay right here, I'll go get a bucket."
said Rick as he began running, looking for something to hold her in. If Jen had eyes,
they'd be wide open right now. The curse was real.