I'm changing!

As you don the crescent ruby, you feel a strange tingling running through your body. Almost like it's in your soul. The room begins to look larger as you realize you're shrinking. Suddenly you stand at 5'2". Your dark skin is lightening as it softens. Quickly you go from tan to porcelain. You notice your arms are smaller now, almost... feminine. Your legs are smaller as well! The muscles in your body are melting away, leaving you small and frail. Your handsome face tingles furiously as it reshapes into a thinner, more womanly appearance. Locks of silky black hair fall in your eyes as it reaches just past your shoulders. For the first time you feel pain as you look down and your sizable cock is vanishing into nothing, leaving behind only virgin womanhood. Your hips become wide and motherly as your waist shrinks in contrast. A swelling feeling grows in your chest as two breasts slowly emerge. Leaving you with an above average bust. Behind you, your fat rushes to your bottom, as it bubbles up, quite large. With your now dainty hands, you run a finger over a nipple and feel the pleasure it brings you. Your other hand drifts down to your crotch and you double over in surprise at how sensitive your new cunt is.

In the mirror across the room you see your reflection. After putting on that necklace, you somehow transformed into a woman! You rip it off hoping to reverse the "curse," but no changes happen. You sit down on the bed, trying to understand the situation when Josey comes in through the door. "M'lord, are you read-" She stops. "You're not the man I was taking care of. Who are you?" You try to explain yourself, but you can only manage a few words. "I- ruby... girl- help?" It made no sense. Josey runs off to grab the woman at the front, and they return in moments.

"All right lass, you snuck in here trying to find a place to sleep. I understand, finding food and a bed is tough without coin. I'll give you a choice." She slowly strode over to your coin purse and took it. You tried to protest but she hushed you. "This. Isn't yours. Now, you can stay here and work for a meal and a place to stay, or you can drag your sorry ass onto the street. What say you?