Opening the door and walking past the urinals and mirror, Kyle found a stall and noted the bathroom was currently empty.
Unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants down, he felt his boxer briefs but no wedgie was there. Grabbing his ass cheeks, though... Why did those feel bigger? What the hell was going on? Deciding to go while he was here, Kyle lifted up his pants again to his hips and pulled his penis out from on top. His pride and joy. This monster was the bulge all the girls glanced at when they thought he wouldn't notice, but he did. Relieving himself, he felt his balls get itchy again and waited. Shaking, he slipped a hand down and rolled his balls... which felt smaller. Oh, no! What is happening. "Really?" Kyle hissed, under his breath. Yanking his clothes out of the way, he lifted his rod and stared at his balls. "Just, what they fuck?"
Frowning, Kyle sighed. There wasn't anything to do about it. Maybe they were just cold... No, they felt SMALLER... "Jen."
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In between classes, Kyle walked quickly through the halls where the juniors had their lockers. Scanning for Jen, he almost frantically pulled her to the side when he finally found her.
"What did you do?" He whispered.
"What?" Jen hadn't heard.
Frustrated with everything, Kyle grunted out "What is happening to me?"
Jen relaxed, smirking. "You are transforming." Kyle's mind spun. That makes sense. Terrible, terrifying, sense. While he was putting 2 and 2 together, Jen continued. "By the end of the day, you'll be a girl."
Kyle stared at Jen. That wasn't possible. He opened his mouth to say so, but the thought crept into his mind that it certainly was. He was feeling a little upset, now.
"I think the exact words I used were, 'Kyle will become female and bisexual. He will finish changing in last period, today. He will have at least C-size breasts, his body will be shaved, and his hair will be to the middle of his back. Nobody but myself and Kyle will care, but everyone will be able to see the changes."
As if realizing his fate flipped a switch, Kyle emotionally put his head in his hands and released a tragic sob. "No! Why!"
"Awwww, are you going to miss your pecker?"
Kyle hadn't thought about that. Yes. Yes he would. He looked at Jen, with sad eyes.
"Well you shouldn't. You are keeping it." She lightly added. "I also said you would keep your penis. So instead of a clit you'll keep your monster." Jen reached out and cupped his groin.
Lashing out a hand, Kyle tried his best not to yell, "You'll make me a freak? Is that it?" Jen just smiled. "How..." his mind was racing. "What do you want?"
Jen pulled her books close, smiling confidently. "I got the curse from a friend, unlike you." She bit her lip and faltered, wondering if saying that was a mistake. "I used it to make myself exactly what you desire. You'll fuck me today. I'm ready and willing." She winked and tried to push past. Kyle leaned in to the direction she moved and found himself almost eye to eye, now. Jen locked eyes and lifted an eyebrow. He felt he had no choice but to let her go.
Standing in the hallway, Kyle jumped when the one-minute buzzer went off right above his head. He ran off to second class.