Kyle slammed his eyes shut and shook his head, flushing the strange thoughts from his mind. In his trembling hand he felt the phone grow larger. The laughter of his friends barely reached his mind as a girlish whimper escaped past his lips.<br>
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Dwight was the only one beside Kyle who wasn't laughing as he was the only one who noticed what was going on, though he could barely believe it. "You alright, Kyle?" A feminine groan was the only answer he got. His eyes grew wide when he saw Kyle's hair extend from his scalp and turn a deep black. "Oh god.."<br>
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By now the laughter had died down as even Steve and Andrew could tell what was going on. All three of them stared at the continuously daintier Kyle as everything; from his skin, to his frame, to his clothes changed to the point where 'he' was the wrong pronoun. She was also beginning to look more and more like Asian. Dwight noticed how small Kyle was getting, smaller than a girl their age, smaller even than an Asian girl their age. He recalled how Kyle had looked at him earlier, causing things to click in his mind and he grew even paler than the new girl.<br>
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Kyle opened her eyes and saw a small hand clasping her phone. She instinctively tried to brush the black mass in the corner of her eyes with the other hand; it felt like hair. In the small girl's hand were the long black tresses usually found on Asian women. With a panicked breath she looked over the rest of her body. Over her small torso she wore a pink camisole with a white starburst pattern and a black undershirt underneath it. What had been her pants had split into a short frilly skirt and a pair of colourful, striped, thigh high socks. On her feet she wore a pair of cute sneakers in pastel colours. The little girl looked frightfully around the world, her eyes settling on Dwight. "Help me, onii-chan..."<br>
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"Onii-chan," Dwight repeated in confusion. The Japanese preteen gasped, startled by what she had just said. "Sorry, I didn't mean to. It just... Idunno," she said, looking like she was on the verge of tears.<br>
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"Hey, it's alright, Kyle. Just don't cry, okay?" His eyes darted around to see if they were getting weird looks. Everything seemed calm as if they were the only ones who noticed Kyle's bizarre transformation, but that failed to calm his nerves. "We have to get out of here." Steve and Andrew awkwardly nodded.<br>
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There they were, three high school guys and an elementary school girl looking for a place where they had some privacy. "Shit, the curse is real, man," Andrew said. "There's nothing else to explain this." The situation weighed heavy on Dwight's mind; he had heard what Jennifer said over the phone: "Turn into the object of your friend's desire". He sighed. How was he going to explain this?