"MMPH! MMPH!" screamed Kyle, but she held onto him, until finally, a minute was up.
"Well, well, well... looks like you get both, Kyle. For your transformation, you will become a female version of yourself by default, but will change in any way I want you to. Also, these changes will all be painful. For your dare, you will only speak when I let you, and only do what I order you to."
Kyle found himself immobilised by agony as small breasts pushed themselves out of his chest, while his waist pinched inwards and his genitals retracted, forming a cavity inside her. It felt like everywhere changes took place, things were being carved out or pushed by needles. Soon after, she found herself unable to move at all. She tried to open her mouth, but it was as though it was sealed shut. Jen walked over to her and grabbed her by the hair.
"Now, Kylie, use the curse on me so that I can control my breasts and nipples at will. NOW."
"Transform or Dare?" said Kylie, unable to do otherwise.
"Transform."
"For your transformation, you will be able to change the size, shape, location, number and properties of your breasts and nipples at will." After that, her mouth sealed shut again.
Jen now still had the curse, but thanks to the new transfer, she could finally relieve some of the tension. She shrank her nipples back down, but left about an inch – she had gotten used to them and they might be fun to have around. However, she had a new idea. Taking her top off, she grabbed onto Kylie again.
"Now, Kylie. What to do with you? Hmm... I'd like to thank you for using the curse on me, actually. You see, these larger breasts and nipples are actually really nice. And plus, you got me the curse for me to use! For your reward, YOUR nipples will extend when covered!"
Kylie felt the need to scream, but could not. She could only look down at her chest as her nipples elongated, slowly at first, but faster as the fabric of her shirt resisted. Finally, they broke through, reaching about a foot in length. Jen spoke to her again.
"Now, you can move again, but not speak. Plus, you must be within twelve feet of me at all times. So, if I take a bus and you miss it, you have to run after me."
Kylie was able to move again, and got on her hands and knees. However, by doing so, the nipples squashed a little against the floor, growing another three inches and forcing Kylie to her feet.
While Kylie was recovering, Jen found that she could use the curse on herself in the mirror, and had an idea.