Snap her out

"Kendall, you trust me completely and believe whatever I say."

John snapped Kendall out of her trance.

Kendall felt something off with her body and looked down. "Oh fuck!" she said.

"What is it?" asked John.

"Look at my body! Some evil witch doctor cursed me! My boobs and butt are huge!" She clutched her sweater as closed as she could get it and had to hold her jeans up.

"You're right," said John, "and your boobs and butt will keep growing unless you follow my advice."

"What is it?"

"For the next forty weeks, you must have anal sex once a week with a total stranger. You will have him use a ribbed condom and use peppercorn ranch dressing as a lubricant."

"Peppercorn ranch?"

"Trust me."

"Oh, I do."

"Once a week over those forty weeks, go to a truck stop and suck off a trucker in the men's room. Have half of them cum in your mouth, and the other half cum on your face and let the cum sit on your face for 24 hours."

"Wow, that's a lot," said Kendall.

"Yes, but if you don't do it, you're body will expand to incredibly ridiculous proportions. I think your sisters might be behind the witch doctor, so any time you go to one of their homes, put her toothbrush up your ass. Don't tell them until the 40 weeks are over. Also invite them to your place, without their kids, have everyone sit outside, then spike their drinks and food with extra-strength laxatives and lock them outside then film the results and share it on social media. It'll be hilarious."

"That would be funny. You know, you're not only helpful, but you're so incredibly sexy," said Kendall as she let go over her clothes, so her sweater fell open. "I think I should reward you for all of your help."

"Kneel and beg me to fuck you, slut," ordered John.

Kendall's eyes went wide, but she obeyed. "Please fuck me! Please!" she begged.