Sam was caught off guard and, rather than taking a transformation, said dare. Before Jen could offer a word, she fell into a trance.
“Jen? Are you alright?” Sam asked, stepping towards her.
“For your dare, you must use the curse on me. Just as before, say the first thought that comes to mind, then forget what you or I said.” Jen replied.
Jen snapped out of it just as Sam’s eyes glazed over. She returned the curse.
“What?” Jen said, in a panic. “Why?”
Sam stared on silently, waiting for her decision.
“Uh... ... Dare...” Jen squeaked, knowing that it was her safest option given the circumstances.
The first thought Sam had was particularly dirty, though partial blame could be directed at the curse that was influencing her libido. She’d be lying if she said her new breasts and Jen's exposed nipples weren’t turning her on. She shared her thoughts. Within moments, Jen was undoing her skirt. Sam was somewhat dazed after the curse wiped her memory, but quickly came to when she felt Jen’s hands against her naked thighs.
She jumped back, nearly tripping over her own panties... “Jen, what are you doing!”
“Isn’t it obvious? You dared me to...” Jen blushed and began to crawl towards Sam’s exposed groin.
“Hey, don't put your hands up there...” She yelled. “Stop that!”
“I can’t...” Jen cried. “You dared me...”
She forced Sam to the floor and buried her face into her pussy. Sam struggled against it at first, but then gave in to the pleasure that radiated from her groin. On some level, she wanted to feel it. Jen pushed her tongue into her opening then licked along her labia. She kissed and gently bit her clit, while rubbing the edges of her thighs.
Having known the feeling from previous boyfriends, she knew the perfect places to tease. Sam quickly submitted to Jen’s probing tongue. As pleasure consumed her, she began to rub her lower breasts. Each new nipple felt as sensitive as her original pair. She moaned loudly as Jen continued to work. Warmth built deep inside then, with a violent shiver, she reached an orgasm. The climax seemed to fulfill the dare, allowing Jen to lift away from Sam’s dripping pussy.
Sam slowly recovered. “That was amazing...”
“Don’t get used to it.” Jen frowned. “It’s not like I had a choice...”
“Jen...” Sam breathed. “You know I didn’t mean to...”
“I know. I could guess, but I have no idea what either of us said.” Jen replied...