"Because of this huge opportunity, Jennifer, for your transformation, every time you tell a lie you will grow an udder."
"What the fuck, freak?" Jen angrily asked, tempted to slam the phone down, but found she couldn't move.
"You heard me. Every time you tell a lie, you'll grow an udder. A huge udder, filled and sloshing with milk. They won't grow randomly all over you, rather they'll grow from your crotch area, approximately where they would be on a typical female cow. Each one must be milked at least once every, oh, two hours?, maybe more, and they'll be constantly producing gallon after gallon of safe-to-drink milk. The udders may combine with each other, or grow on top of another udder, especially as they increase in size! And no one will know you were ever any different, besides you and me."
"What the fuck? You're fucked, dude," Jen said, believing Kyle to be bluffing, perhaps even using this as a form of masturbation on the other end of the phone given the amount of thought thusfar put into the curse.
"Now, Jen, for your dare," Kyle continued, "you will, firstly, forget that I called you and that you have been cursed. Secondly, you will lie 3 times. Thirdly, you will forget to milk yourself for the next 3 days!"
*Click*
"You're fuc- HE HUNG UP ON ME!" Jen yelled, slamming her phone down onto the receiver.
"I, President of Macedonia, Alexander Graham Bell, will personally kill Kyle!" she blurted out in her anger, fulfilling the lying thrice component of the curse.
Jen looked down and screamed as she felt something push out from just above her crotch. She saw a lump form in the front of her clothes, pushing her pants down. Soon the feeling of growth was over, and Jen walked over to her full body mirror. She was met with her normal human body, but with an udder the size of a basketball hanging halfway down her thighs. She felt it sway slightly from her walking, obviously full of milk and tipped with 4 sensitive teats.
She was then met with the same feeling again, watching in horror as a second udder grew in directly next to her first, both of which grew to be the size of 1 and a half basketballs. This was then repeated, the third udder growing in from the middle, pushing the other two out to the side. All three then expanded to the size of 2 basketballs, with the leftmost one gaining slightly more.
Jen began to cry as she felt the massive weight from her trio of udders, each reaching almost to her knees, warm and full of milk, but then she heard her mom call out from downstairs...