Jack and William were in their cramped one bedroom apartment where Jack was the bigger breadwinner, took care of most of the rent, and let William have a pullout couch bed in the "living room" at the cost of paying 1/5th of the rent, and helping with some of the food and chores. It was hot, they didn't have the AC on, and they couldn't open the windows without having other tenants going on walks complaining about their TV being too loud. So there they were in their boxers on William's bed when Jack remembered that Flier that hit him that he tossed away. 1-888-MORPH-ME was a memorable number even in a day and age where no one remembered anyone's number but their own. He decided to see how much of a joke it was, and if it cost any money he'd hang up. William glanced at Jack wondering why he was making a phone call but not really caring.
Then William heard Jack chuckling slightly and then say "Can you get me a hot girlfriend?" Willow then smacked her boyfriend
"The heck do you mean by that?!? Are my boobs not big enough for you?" Willow gestured to her sports bra containing her D-cup cleavage. The heat causing a bit of sweat to condense on the large perky mounds of loveliness. Willow was failing at keeping a smirk off her face as she noted a bit of a boner Jack had developed. Willow then took the phone from Jack and ended the call as she bought them both down to lay on the couch together her ontop on him. "Have I not been giving you enough attention?" Willow asked as she brought Jack's hands to her breasts "I'll let you play with them a bit while we enjoy the show for now."
Jack had been surprised the number had worked, and that it was his slightly deadbeat roommate who turned into the rather sexy girlfriend. More than that she seemed to not notice being made into a hot woman. For the next bit of time Jack was very content with the changes, but there was something in the back of his mind that was curious what more he could do with the number.