As Jen pondered what she was supposed to do now, an idea suddenly came to her. The curse needed the person that was doing the cursing to either address another person directly, or if you know who you are talking to, it can be done over the phone, like what Kyle did to her. So, if you were an experience actor, then it might be possible for a person to giver the curse back to themselves as many times as they wanted.
Snatching up her mirror, Jen called upon her many years of school play performances and convinced herself that she was talking to her twin, Trish, even though she didn't actually have a twin.
"Transform or Dare?" Jen asked.
Taking a moment, she convinced herself that she was now playing the part of Trish, not Jen. Now prepared, she responded in a slightly higher-than-normal voice.
"Dare."
She then went back to Jen, it getting easier as she fell back into her old play routienes.
"For your dare, you will slap yourself on the face hard enough that it will hurt." Jen knew she couldn't do something that she wouldn't normally do, so decided on something that would hurt.
Suddenly, her hand moved up and wacked herself on the side of her cheek, without being willed to move.
Grinning, Jen then decided to fix her current curse to where she could control it a bit better. Going to her "Trish" voice, she voiced the challenge.
"Transform or Dare?"
"Transform."
"For your transformation, you will now have control over your transformations caused by Kyles curse. Whenever you lie, you can now either choose to keep whatever genitals you currently have, or you can let the curse change you, though you will be changed how you want to be changed, instead of randomly."
Pausing after the curse, Jen then said a simple lie, her transformation firmly fixed in her mind.
"I have orange skin."
Instantly, her pussy tingled, and as she watched, the fur on it lightened further and further, until it looked like it belonged on a white-furred horse.
Grinning, Jen pondered what this could mean for her.