"...you won't swap legs with anyone and get to keep those legs you love..." Kyle said, Jen was about to thank him but he continued. "...from now on you'll get copies of people's legs."
"What?" Jen gasped.
'Whenever you lie to someone, you'll grow a copy of their legs, with some changes. The legs you grow will always match your age, but their features will stay, for example if you lie to someone like say your mom, and her legs are all vericose and gnarly, they'll be perfect, and healthy, but since they aged backwards, her already fat ass will get larger and more firm on you. If you lie to a male, their copies will line up with and existing pair of legs so that if they get a hard on, it'll go straight into the ass in front of them. Since you'll be getting a ton of legs already, you'll only get one copy per person, but if you lie to multiple people you'll get copies of all of them. You'll not gain any legs from anyone younger than you, that'd be creepy. You'll also not need to use the restroom or wear clothes from the waist down, and you'll suffer not diseases that could result from the new additions since your new hobby of collecting legs is going to get out of control real fast. Oh, and if you find me and use the curse on me, I'll stop the curse, but I'm going to be out of town for a week, so you may want to be careful. Have fun, and remember, I'll end your curse next week, so be careful, because everything you gain, I'm gonna make you keep it."
With that Kyle hung up the phone and Jen sat their soaking in the curse that she had just been given, she had a split second image of herself surrounded by hundreds of legs of random strangers pleading with Kyle to fix it, but then shook her head.
"It's only a week, I'm sure I can stop lying for a week. Everything is going to be fine." Jen laughed nervously, wondering how she was going to get through this.