A very pleasent surprise

Something felt different. The usual morning ache in my new, unwelcome breasts was... gone. The subtle, unfamiliar weight of my wider hips, my softer thighs... it felt... less. Hesitantly, I opened my eyes. I looked down at my chest. Flat. My male chest. I fumbled beneath the covers, my hand darting between my legs. My dick. My balls. They were back. Solid. Familiar. Mine.

I sat bolt upright, my heart hammering against my ribs. I threw back the covers, staring down at my body. My male body. My original, unaltered, beautifully, wonderfully male body. The softness, the curves, the alien anatomy... all gone. Vanished. Like it had never been. Was it a dream? Had the whole thing, the curse, the transformations, Marcus... had it all been some elaborate, horrifying nightmare?

Then, my eyes fell on my desk. On a small, cream-colored envelope, identical to the first one, lying innocently beside my discarded textbooks. My hand trembled as I reached for it. Inside, another sheet of heavy parchment, the same elegant, looping script:

Ethan,

A transgression occurred. A boundary was crossed. The sacred act of union, when ****, when uninvited, holds no power to bind the thread of transformation. Instead, it severs it. You resisted. You fought. But your will was ultimately violated. The curse, therefore, finds no purchase in a vessel unwillingly breached. It has sought a new host, someone you have been intimate with. You are free, Ethan Riley. The loom is still. Your thread is your own once more. Live wisely.

Free. I was free. The relief was so overwhelming, so absolute, it felt like a physical blow. Tears streamed down my face, hot and cleansing, washing away weeks of fear, shame, and despair. I was me again. Whole. Unchanged. The curse... it had been broken. Because Marcus... because what he did was ****. The note didn’t use that word, but the meaning was clear. The curse fed on consent, however ****, however manipulated by the urges. But true violation, true ****... it had shattered the spell. And passed it on.