Kyle shook his head to clear it, he needed to keep in mind that this was Jennifer. If he changed her back she’d end him. Still, she obviously wasn't capable of handling things as they were; at the same time she had just made an attempt on his life. As he contemplated what he was going to do, continuing to look down at her, Jennifer slowly began to quiet down, his lack of response causing her to steadily lose all hope. Just as she finally crumpled into a ball of despair at his feet, Kyle made up his mind.
“I’ll start with your dare, Jenn. I dare you to never try and kill me again, or to bring physical harm to my person. I also dare you to, once I’m done giving you your transform, to Transform or Dare me again, again daring me to blink three times.”
Jennifer glared at him threw teary eyes; if looks could kill, he’d be a fine red mist disappearing on the wind. “For you transform, I’ll further amend the clothing change. You can take your clothes off whenever you want, but you can only where clothes of that style or uniforms for gym, a job, or something like that… and pajamas, I guess. Additionally though, you will regress in age until you’re a freshman, you’ll keep your memories but none of the skills or education you gained in high school, this change in not retroactive. You will lose self-confidence and become smaller every time you threaten or demean someone an amount proportional to the threat or insult made. Your self-confidence and size will increase whenever someone’s opinion of you increases, also a proportional amount but only enough to undo the effects of the previous part of the transform. Pity also undoes the reduction in size, but to a lesser extent.”