Jen could hear her 14 year old sister in the other room, and got a wonderfully mean idea. She called her mom who should be home from work in about fifteen minutes. She got wet a little as she waited for her mom to pick up. "Hello?" her mom answered, sounding annoyed. She was clearly driving with the noise in the background. "Transform or dare." Jen sort of mumbled when she heard her mom "Huh? Jen, is that you? Do you need something?" "Oh, uh, yeah Mom. What are we doing for dinner?" Her mom sighed. "Jen, we're having the steak that is sitting out on the counter, couldn't you have just gone to check? I'm driving home right now and it's very dangerous..." Her mom launched into a mini rant. Jen eventually cut her off however. "Mom, it has been a minute, and now you get both."
"Your dare will be to use this curse on me afterwards and curse me with unlimited transformations and dares to use on anyone. For your transformation, you will be able to squirt. A lot. Up to a gallon at a time, and almost on command, with a very short cool down. You will become a very dominant woman, but only with who I say. The more times you squirt on someone, the more suggestive they become to you but only for a little while, meaning once they do what you want, they will continue to be resistant. Over course, you can break them down like a regular person. You will also become bisexual with a preference for women. Your tits will grow to an HH cup, giving you a fully MILF-y figure. Oh, and the first person you will want to dominant is my sister. Oh! Right. Anything you do or have the people you want to dominate do will seem normal, you will won't be able to remember not being this way. Now mom, please curse me." Her mom said "Transform or dare" blankly, compelled by the curse. "Transform." "Your transformation Jennifer is to have the curse on your forever with unlimited uses without having to ask." Jen hung up the phone, and pranced over to her sister's room.
"Hey, Emily?" She called inside. Her sister stopped dancing around to her music and cracked the door open a little. "What?" "Let's scare mom when she comes home!" Emily thought it over for a second. "Ok. Just like usual?" Jen nodded. Emily would hide near the front door to scare her mom first, while Jen would wait. They both went downstairs, and Jen watched Emily hide behind the door in a small corner. Jen pretended to wait around the hallway and waited for her mother to get home. It took a while of the two of them checking their phones before they heard the car door slam shut. Jen waited and finally heard a shout from Emily as she tried to scare her mom.
"Emily what have I told you about this!" There was sound of a struggle. Jen turned the corner to see her mom forcing Emily to the ground in the corner. She then put a foot to her stomach to keep Emily in place as she pulled down her pants as quick as she could. "Mom! What the fuck!" Her mom quickly rubbed her crotch and blasted Emily in the face with a load of cum. Emily screamed "Mom what the fuck is wrong with yo-" She couldn't finish before her mom blasted her again. Jen rubbed her crotch from around the corner. "You will listen to me from now own, understand Emily?" She blasted her again, moaning and grabbing her tits. Emily's white shirt was soaked through, exposing the fact she wasn't wearing a bra to cover her C cup tits. "Mom pl-" Emily was cut off again as she took another load to the face. It went on for a while as Emily desperately tried to talk to her mom and to fight her off, but eventually sagged and said "I'll listen.." Their mom shoved her crotch near Emily's face "If you don't eat me I don't believe you." Emily looked at her mom's pussy for a minute, before slowly taking a lick. She got blasted as her mom came right in her face, and reeled back coughing. Their mom grinned, stood back, and peeled over her pants. "Good. Clean this up." She then strutted into the kitchen to start dinner. Jen came several times from all that, and knew there would be more to come.