"You... You can't do that..." Kyle stammered.
"Well let's think about this, shall we?" she mused, "If I can't get you back, then what I said means nothing and what you choose won't mean anything either. But if I can, and you don't choose, well then you get them both, don't you."
"That's rediculous!"
"That's the truth, Kyle. Now hurry up and choose. The clock is ticking."
Kyle knew what would happen. If he picked dare, she'd ruin him. She'd make him do something he could never live down. He wasn't being very creative before, but now that he was on the recieving end of it his mind was ready to pop with ideas. She could make him do anything. Sleep with his dog, masturbate in class, beg the footbal captain to let him suck his cock. Nothing was off limits, nothing!
"Tick tock, Kyle. Are you still there?"
"D-... Tra..." He couldn't say it. She could turn him into anything, but at least he could go one with his life after it was over... he hoped.
"Yes?" she asked
"Transform." he said quietly, sheepishly.
"What was that?" Jen said, "I didn't quite-"
"Transform, alright? Transform!" he shouted.
"We are petty today, aren't we? I'm about to change your whole life and you choose to yell at me? Not smart, Kyle."
"I'm sorry." said Kyle, "Please."
"I'm sorry too. I was willing to let you off easy... well mostly. Now I'm going to have to teach you a lesson in manners."