A dumb answer leads to more changes

"Hey, no need to be so angry. It's just us girls here, right?" I asked, shooting her a dumb grin. I felt an odd tingling spread through my whole body, and then fade as quickly as it appeared. "Whatever, out of my way," the girl who had been Rick said. She pushed past me and I ducked into the bathroom and checked myself in the mirror.

What I saw was a girl who could have been my sister. Messy brown hair, wearing a top that showed a bit of cleavage and tight jeans. She even had a little make-up on. "So I can't crack jokes any more?" I asked, staring at my new reflection. How the hell was I supposed to deal with this?

I left the bathroom and headed back to my room. I needed to figure this curse out, and ideally find a way back to normal. For that, I would probably need to experiment with it a bit more. That in mind, I decided to...