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Transform or Dare?

Rules

added by fortestingpurposes 8 years ago O

Cassie skipped a few crossed out lines and began to read a revised list of rules. “For your next curse, and any curse following, these conditions will be permanent. Unable to be removed, even by a new curse...”

“That’s kind of scary...” Sam replied. “I bet they said something like that when I was turned into a girl...”

“Keep reading...” Jen insisted.

Cassie continued. “Everyone, except for those you choose, will think your curse is normal. This includes behavior and appearance. Your cloths will accommodate any changes made to your body. For example, if you were to grow additional breasts, or have torch nipples, all of your bras and tops would be modified to support or withstand them.”

“That’s almost too specific Jen” Sam interrupted. “Are you planning to grow a bunch of fiery boobs or something?”

“Maybe...” Jen teased. “I just wanted that to be clear. I already ruined my bra and one of my favorite tops.”

“Looks like there’s one more.” Cassie said. “It’s also about boobs...”

“It’s not just boobs, it’s anything!” Jen argued.

“Yea yea... Basically you don’t want anyone to hurt themselves carrying around extra or heavier ... *ahem* parts... What do you think Sam?”

“Sounds pretty reasonable to me.” Sam replied.

Jen pulled out her cellphone to check the time. It was just past 8:30, meaning their mom should be there soon.

“We don’t have much time before Mom gets here.” She stated. “Who’s got the curse?”

“I’ve got it...” Cassie replied.

“What did you change?” Jen asked as she looked her over.

“Watch this!” Cassie giggled as she pretended to pop off her thumb.

“What’s so special about that?” Jen said, not realizing that it wasn’t an illusion.

Cassie pulled her hand further away to show that the finger had truly been disconnected.

“What the fuck did you do!” Jen yelled. "Are you alright?"

Sam laughed. “We made it so she could detach body parts. She’s fine..."

Jen shook her head. “Oh my gosh... Were you trying to give me a heart attack?”

“You don’t even know the half of it...” Sam joked, recalling the pussy nestled in her pocket.


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