"I have a dare for you," Kyle told her. "What do you want your last ten seconds of freedom to look like?"
Jennifer was livid and immediately started hitting Kyle in the face, in the testicles, etc. He groaned. But he was very excited about this. Finally he said it.
"I dare you to not age, not at all, for the next hundred years, but to die at the hundred-year-mark exactly, and to not stop gushing pee out of your bladder at anything less than a furious speed, and not even hoping for a single second of relief, and becoming furious at anyone who suggested any hope or fix for your condition, all for the rest of your life."
Jennifer shrieked: "Noooo!!" as her bladder immediately started cramping and gushing out piss. She would have to adjust to her new life.