Have some soup

You hesitate, but the growling of your stomach overpowers your fear. You decide to risk it and take a tentative sip. The broth is rich and flavorful, and you feel the warmth spreading through your body, easing the tension a bit. But as the liquid trickles down your throat, you feel an odd sensation in your groin.

You can feel your hair growing and your face shifting subtly as your malleable flesh continues to change towards a decidedly more feminine aspect.

“Um… you’re looking pretty feminine now,” Fubar observes. “In fact if it wasn’t for that beard you’d be… oh never mind.”

Panic sets in as you realize the soup might be part of the curse as well. You stand abruptly, your chair scraping against the stone floor, and place a hand on your swollen stomach. "What's happening?" you ask, your voice cracking as it rises in pitch and your beard falls out. The baby inside you stirs, and you can feel it moving, pushing against the stomach.

“Well that solves that problem…” Fubar observes. You look down at your new female sex.

“Oh shit! I think it’s time to use that … wait we’re all naked! The gremlins stole the scroll! You idiot!” You cry.

“I’m the idiot?” Fubar asks in amusement, clearly quite interested in the new you. “Here, have some more bread. Maybe you’ll have twins!”