"Transform!"
"Alright, Jennifer. After this call ends, you'll become a conjoined twin. If you're lucky, you might end up with a 2nd body attached to your neck. If you're unlucky, well, you might never see anything again after you hang up. Being merged to a second Jennifer at the face sure sounds unpleasant, doesn't it? What about a third? World's first conjoined triplets, quadruplets, hell, maybe even quintuplets. The curse is your oyster, or should I say, y'all's oyster? Haha!"
God, his laugh is annoying, she thought. She didn't laugh.
"Haha, um, well... luckily, everyone will always remember you all as being conjoined. Your twin or siblings will all be identical to you. Even if the type of twin you become doesn't normally survive, you'll still be fine. Other random changes might happen to your body, like maybe your breasts will become gigantic or something haha. Neither of you can get hurt or die, and you'll stop aging after you hit 35. Hope you like it, because you'll never be alone again!" *CLICK*
Jen was speechless. She wrote his curse off as some sort of fetish thing, until she was blinded by a flash of light and pain as soon as he hung up. As she slowly came to, she quickly found the curse was very, very real...