Jen heard a crashing sound from downstairs, followed by a male voice and a lot of whooping and excited footsteps bounding up the stairs. Terrified in her new dog-girl form she tried to find somewhere to hide in the corner of the room just as a young muscular guy wearing a football jersey burst into the room
“JEN!” He said excitedly, making her scream, she’d never seen this person before in her life and her new freakish form was making her cry uncontrollably. Her giant breasts were bouncing around uncomfortably under her as she tried to hide from this stranger.
“It’s me! Sam!”
Jen blinked rapidly to clear the tears from her eyes. It should’ve been impossible but there he was, Kyle’s curse had worked, Sam was now a handsome 18 year old senior and Jen, the formally beautiful head cheerleader, had been reduced to a freakish sexualised pet.
Jen realised as she’d been crying that the room around her had changed, gone was everything she would’ve recognised as hers. Now it was very much a guys room, it was as though she had never existed as a human at all.
“Isn’t this great Jen!” Sam said excitedly, “I don’t know what happened but I’m sure glad that it did!”
Sam was bouncing on the bed whilst Jen just sat in horror looking up at him with blurry eyes.
“Sam, p-please! You have to help me!” Jen sobbed quietly, “Kyle cursed me… us… he cursed us…”
Sam stopped bouncing and looked down at her. Despite being a man now, he still tilted his head to listen to her. Then he smiled and shrugged.
“Nope, sorry Jen, didn’t catch that… all I got was woof-bark-bow-wow-wow” He said, doing a mocking cartoonish impression of a dog barking. Jen sobbed again, Kyle’s curse about no one being able to understand her was effecting Sam too.
“You really do look ridiculous” Sam said with a smile. “A dog with no fur on its torso and giant titties like that… they must be uncomfortable!” Sam said, leaning down and giving one of her breasts a playful tug, making Jenny whimper then shiver with unexpected arousal.
“oooh, you like that do you?” Sam said playfully, “who’s a good girrrrl?”
Sam proceeded to mockingly rub Jenny’s breasts playfully, making her bite her lip at the uncontrollable sensations it was causing in her new body.
“You always were a bitch to me…” Sam said, seemingly to himself. Jenny realised he’d given up talking to her directly and was simply thinking out loud. He was treating her just like a dog already.
“I think it’s time for some payback!” Sam said excitedly, “I think we’ll…”