Everyone knew about the town curse. Most believed it was a fairy tale to scare the teenagers, but some knew it was real. The Curse always appeared in waves and the last wave was almost 30 years ago. Most people had forgotten about the curse and chalked it up to being one of those legends all small towns have.

Now the curse was starting to return and the rumours starting to heat up...

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Tiffany Johnson woke up to the alarm on her nightstand blaring at her.

"Ugh," She said as she rolled out of bed to turn the alarm off. Her long blonde hair fell in front of her face and her large breasts bounced from the movement. Tiffany enjoyed her breasts. While they had been small her first two years, they had grown to quite a nice size by her senior year. She knew that they had contributed to her increasing popularity.

Tiffany walked over to her closet and picked out her clothes for the day: a pink set of bra and panties, a short skirt and a tank top in her school colours (Blue and Orange), and a pair of long white socks. Given that it was Friday and there was a game today, Tiffany had to wear her cheerleading outfit to show school pride. She never minded having to wear her outfit. It made her look sexy and Tiffany knew that when she looked sexy she had power.

After grabbing her backpack, Tiffany walked down the stairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast. A math test with a grade of "C-" was laying on the counter.

"I'll just get one of the nerds to help me study," Tiffany said matter-of-factly. The only thing she didn't like about Fridays was the fact that the maid wasn't there. Usually, the maid would cook breakfast, but she had Fridays off. Annoyed, Tiffany grabbed some bread and popped it in the toaster right before the home phone started to ring on the wall.

"Hello?" Tiffany asked, annoyed.

"Hello, is this Tiffany Johnson?" the voice asked.

"Yeah, what do you want?"

"My name is Ben Smith, I'm in your physics class, do you remember me?"

"Ew, no you sound like a nerd," Tiffany said, disgusted.

"You pantsed me in the hallway last week. I have a question for you"

"Whatever, I'm going to hang up n-"

"Transform or Dare?" Ben asked.

"W-What?" Tiffany stammered. Her eyes filled with fear as she had heard rumours recently about the curse.

"It couldn't be real," she thought. She knew that whenever anyone asked you the question you had to choose either transform or dare. If you chose transform the person who asked would be able to transform your body, mind, and world in any way they wanted. If you chose dare the person who asked could make you do anything or feel anything. No one knew the full power or limit of the curse. What Tiffany did know was that if you didn't choose within a minute you got both.

Tiffany started to panic a little and said...