Curse?

A boy stood in front of a ghostly creature giving a laugh.

“Wh.. who are you?” He asks, clutching their arm. The creature looks him in the eye.

“I’m the Cursebringer. Every one thousand years I can curse one person. You have been chosen.” The boy stutters.

“Wh.. what?”

“Little Joshy, 15 years old. You’re gonna hate this curse.” It gives a laugh as it snaps its finger. The boy looked at himself, confused. “Give it a minute.” The boy then starts to feel his body forming into something different. Their chest expands, their thighs become bigger, their sausage disappears. Their short blonde hair turns long down to their waist. They put their hands in front of their face as the transformation finishes. The creature gives a laugh. “You’re gonna hate this.”

“Oh my god.” They however look at the creature with an excited look mixed with relief. They hug it. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” She moves back and looks it in the eyes. “You really have saved me here. My parents are extremely transphobic and would never let me transition. I.. I’m finally Carly.” She thinks for a moment and looks at the creature. “This does alter memories, right?” The creature was shocked, trying to think of what to say. Might as well let them have a good time.

“Y.. yeah. It does.” The creature turns. “Hope you enjoy your new life.” The girl smiles and runs off. The creature turns to look at her. It gives a little smile. This is an exception to the curse stuff.