You remember something you heard.

A glance to the closed door confirms your observation, at least you are pretty sure but something is nagging at you about all of this. “Wait a second, you said if someone puts the belt on themselves then the effect is permanent and the belt looses its power. She put it on herself, doesn’t that mean it has no power anymore?”

As you say that the belt crumbles to dust, “Oh ya I guess it just took a few minutes.” The former blonde girl now hunk of a man says brushing the dust from his hands.

“No way, what is going on?” You demand.

Brittany smiles, “Okay you got us, the belt can’t change anyone, that is our power. In fact to be completely honest I’m the only one here.” The others vanish when she says that. “Well I did tempt you and got you to give in to your inner slut. I don’t suppose you want to fuck now that you know the truth, I was having a lot of fun.”

“Well I admit it was great but I’m trying to complete a quest or something so I can save the world. I can’t just have fun all day and night, much as I’d love to.”

“Save the world you say?” She asks.

“Ya, I was brought to this place as something called a hero soul I think. I don’t know, then a witch tried to steal my body, now you want to make me a girl. Why is everyone so interested in changing me?”

“Because it’s fun. You have a very resilient soul so all sorts of demons, devils, fey, and even angels are all tempted to make you theirs. Your soul is kind of like a ****. Tell you what, I’ll make you a deal. Let me have my fun for exactly two hours, then I’ll undo everything I do, give you a key to the hidden treasure room, and let you go. Sound good?”