"Transform or Dare, motherfucker"
Wait, what? Did she just asked me that? No. No, no no no. It can't be. Surely she would have used in on someone else by now trying to get out of the situation I put her in. I couldn't believe I was so stupid as to not predict this scenario.
As I felt a cold shiver of adrenaline shoot through my veins my mind started to work on the highest setting. I needed to figure a way out of this situation.
Ok, so I needed to analyze which one of the two faces of the curse I should pick. If I choose the transform then surely she'd do something bad. Something really bad. Or maybe just something embarrassing like shrinking my penis, which in my case wouldn't be that bad. Should I choose the dare she would probably do something similar to what I've done to her. Maybe she would make me her slave. That would be bad enough but there were many worse. I felt in a sort of trance as a thousand possibilities run through my mind, all ending very very very badly. And the worst was the knowledge that if I did...
"Helloo!! Is there anybody there?" I snapped out of my panicking imagination to real life Jennifer waving her hand in front of my face. "Time's up you weirdo. I can't believe you just stood there starting into the void blankly."
Oh, no. That sometimes did happen to me: when faced with a massive anxiety I'd just shut down and freeze. This time it had fatal consequences.
"Congrats dumbass you get both."
"No." I protested quietly but my brain felt numb. Thinking back at that time I could just tell Jennifer what my transform and dare should have been but at that time for some bizarre reason that didn't enter my mind.
"Yes. Now listen closely to that. Firstly, you seem to have quite an opinion about breasts needing or not needing bras. Well, for your transformation, as soon as the effects of my dare are in place, I want your breasts to start swelling slowly until they get to a point where you'd exchange all your other clothes for a bra to support them. And then I want them to get a bit more heavy still. That should teach you something about boobs and their support."
"What? You're making me a dude with boobs?"
"No, wait for your dare. You think I want to be so vulnerable? You think I wish to do everything I'm told. You think I don't see where this is going? I'm the fucking queen of this shithole of a high school and as soon as the word got out that I'll do anything I' told people with use it. People will use ME. I don't want to live like that. If you thought that's such a great idea why don't you try it for yourself? For your dare, I dare you to swap places with me until you figure out a way to remove that curse from me."
Holy shit. That wasn't good. I felt a cold wind wash over me and a strange force pulling me towards Jennifer. She also seemed to be pulled towards me by something but unlike me she didn't resist it. Eventually we touched with our foreheads and I blacked out.