Cursed object: Christmas ribbon

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I was in the middle of my second shift in a row at Wallmarket. I was a bit exhausted but this time of year, the money that comes from extra shifts is very helpful, so I really couldn't pass up the chance.

Of course, the work is pretty easy. I’m on gift-wrapping duty. All I have to do is wrap random stuff, but it’s really the amount of stuff that is the problem. I’ve been wrapping things for nearly twelve hours with only a single break.

One after another a present needs to be wrapped with labels and put into a bag that has the customer's name on it so they can pick it up. To make things even better, we offer walk-ins, so anyone who doesn’t want to wrap something or can’t comes and pays me to do it.

It is pretty neat to see the things people buy for each other, but the job is mostly boring. So boring I often work on autopilot. Today in particular though was extremely busy, we had lines of people waiting at all times.

We had gone through rolls and rolls of wrapping paper, ribbon, and tape. It almost felt like we had an unlimited supply of them, but then we sadly got onto our last roll of ribbon. My manager took over my station and sent me to the back to try and find more.

I was honestly happy to take the break to go walk around for something that wasn’t likely there. I look around for a few minutes and eventually find one of the guys who works in the back and ask him if he’s seen any.

He in fact had seen some.  It was tucked away in the way back behind a ton of stuff. He said something about it getting tossed there in the fifties and no one touched it since. Almost sounds like the start of some horror movie.

Even so, I needed it so I was grabbing it. I walk through the warehouse and squeeze between several boxes until I find it. I eventually found it. It was really old and was just a basic red ribbon, nothing like the fancy silky stuff with designs we use nowadays.

I pulled a few feet of it out to inspect it to make sure it was still usable. It was thin, but that shouldn’t be a problem. It wasn’t covered in dust surprisingly so I didn’t need to wipe it off. It seemed really good, but I’d need my manager to approve of using it since it is not our standard stuff.

I pull out a couple more feet and pull out my box cutter. I cut it at about forty feet and started to roll it up so I could take it with me. That’s when I saw something freaky. The other end of the ribbon looked like it was moving, almost like a snake.

I drop my end and walk over to it just to confirm I’m going crazy, but the ribbon is actually moving on its own. I looked up and around for any air vents that could be making it move, and that was when both ends of the ribbon grabbed me.

It warped around my neck and arms, several times around my torso from my chest to my stomach, around my hips, and several times around my legs until it got to my ankles. I tried to rip it off, but then it started to heat up.

It started to burn my clothes until they fell off making me completely nude. I begin freaking out, less about the ribbon and more because being naked at work was sure to get me fired. That was the only thing keeping me from calling for help.

The ribbon ended up tripping me, and I landed on my back. That’s when the whole thing started to light up like it was flashing. I rolled back and forth to try and get free, and I stopped when I noticed my body was changing.

It started with my legs getting short and fattening up a bit. I tried to reach my hand down and it started to get shorter. I wasn’t very muscular before, but all the visible muscles I had vanished. Following that I felt my stomach getting tighter.

I manage to stop freaking out too much and sat up. The ribbon was trying to pull me around, but I was able to fight it enough to stay up. I continued to try and get it off, but it had tied itself around its other parts.

It would be nearly impossible to get it untied and that would be the case if it weren't fighting me to stay attached. So I wouldn't be able to get it off, I had to do something else, and my only choice seemed to be getting help.

I stood up and started to push my way through the boxes back to the main area. That was incredibly hard with ribbon grabbing onto stuff to hold me back, and with whatever changes it was making to my body.

I managed to get back to the main area just in time to meet up with my manager who had angrily come back here to yell at me for taking too long. I fell to the ground in front of him and begged him to help me.

I remember him grabbing his walkie-talkie and giving the store's imagery code, then the ribbon covered my eyes and ears. When I woke up I was sitting in a hospital bed at the department of cursed objects.

When I woke up,  a woman with long black hair and a red jacket was standing next to me. She sat on the bed next to me and asked how I was feeling. I answered honestly, I felt really strange and like I was tied up.

I then asked what was going on. The woman got up and told me to remove the blanket that was covering me. I tossed it off to the side and nearly died when I saw the state of my body. I was still wearing the damn ribbon, but somehow it had transformed me into a woman.

My dick was gone, replaced by a vagina. Any body hair I had completely vanished with no trace that I could even grow any. I was thinner in some areas and thicker in other areas, including my very round breasts which were now forced apart by the ribbon.

My hair was purple, and surprisingly my skin was super soft and nearly flawless. I was speechless as I looked over myself so the women started speaking. She told me I had encountered a cursed object and as the name states, it cursed me.

She then said my case was a bit special, as the item that cursed me was sentient, and had a will of its own, because of that it had fused with my body and was impossible to remove without causing serious damage.

That made me nervous, especially since it was moving me around, so I asked about that. She said that they did take care of that. They were able to put the item into a coma-like state, so that way I was in control.

That was a bit reliving, but what about me? My body is changed and I’m still stuck in the ribbon. The woman explained that there was no way to turn back and that after a few days of observation, I’d be free to go.

Then she went on to say that the cursed object department would hook me up with anything I needed to adjust to my new body, whether that’s classes about being female, or support groups with others like me.

Finally, she handed me an envelope. I asked her what this was and she said that a representative from Wallmarket had shown up and asked that she give this to me. I opened it up and inside was a check for a hundred thousand dollars.

Along with a note that said they’d pay me this every month for the rest of my life if I agreed to stay silent about what happened to me. The woman left the room and I was left alone with my new body for the first time.

I am very hot, but I don’t know about being a woman. I feel so strange like I’ve become someone else. I’m definitely going to have to wear bras now, or else my back will be aching all the time. At least I have all this money, as the bras Wallmarket sells are expensive.

Speaking of, I guess I don’t need to go back to work there or at all now. That honestly doesn't sound so bad. I’m not sure getting set up for life was worth becoming a woman, but I’m sure I’ll figure out some way to make it worth it as soon as I get out of here and start my new life.