Cursed Object: A Lost Sisters Skirt

A super famous idol named Misa Miyo was in my city this weekend, and even better than that, she was giving out signatures and taking photos with fans, and it was free! Even better than that, it was at a local supermarket.

So not only could I get her autograph and a cool pic with her, but I could do some shopping which I really needed. When it came time for her to be there, I grabbed my bag, keys, and wallet and ran out of my apartment.

Since I live in a big city, most things tend to be within walking distance, so It only took me a minute to get to the store. When I arrived, there was a super long line, but I was dedicated and waited my turn to meet the amazing Misa Miyo.

It took about an hour before it was my turn, but I would have waited days if I’m being honest. I greet her and find that she’s super friendly. She signed my bag since I didn’t really have anything else for her to sign, and then we got close together to take a selfie.

That’s when someone came yelling from the side of us. We looked over and saw a man holding a water balloon with who knows what inside. Misa’s guards go to stop the man but don’t get to him in time to stop him from throwing the balloon.

The balloon goes flying towards Misa, and without thinking about it, I push her behind me and let the balloon hit me. The second it hit me, it burst open, and tons of red paint came exploring out and all over me.

I couldn't open my eyes because of the paint, so it was hard to tell what happened next, but I felt Misa ask me if I was okay, and then she began to pull me. Before I knew it, she had me sitting down, and she was helping me get the paint off.

We were able to wipe all the paint off my skin before it dried, but my clothes were badly stained, not to mention soaked. Misa felt bad and insisted I remove my stained wet clothes. She said she had some spare clothes that would fit me here in the limo.

I tried to tell her that it was okay and that I lived nearby and could go home and change, then that I was a boy and didn’t wear girl clothes, but I couldn't really get it out over her searching her box for cute things.

It may be a bit embarrassing to be a guy wearing girl clothes, but I’ll be wearing Misa Miyo’s clothes, and being dressed by her, so it was more than worth it. She pulls out a pair of boyshorts, which are still panties, but at least they’re close to the underwear I’d normally wear.

She tosses them to me and tells me to get into them while she finds me something else to wear. I watch her go through several dresses before picking out a normal white blouse. She says it is simple and cute, and that I’d like how soft it is.

She tosses it my way and tells me to button it up. She then continues to go through the box. I thought she was going to find me a pair of pants, shorts, or even leggings to wear, but I was a bit shocked to see her pull out a dark purple skirt.

She looked at it for a minute in silence then turned towards me. She then handed me the skirt and told me to put it on. I’ll admit it was a bit strange, up until picking up this skirt she seemed so energetic, but as soon as it appeared she changed completely.

I take the skirt from her, slip my legs through it, and pull it up to my hips. She laughs and shakes her head, then comes over to me, grabs the top of the skirt, and pulls it up to my waist. She then informed me that’s where it should sit.

We both sit down and she just stares at me silently before smiling and saying I was super cute. I blushed, as it was nice to hear, but again as a guy sort of embarrassing. She then asked me where I lived so she could drop me off safely.

I gave her my address and she passed it on to her driver and we began the trip a few blocks down the road, which with city traffic takes three times longer than walking, but I wasn’t so confident that I could walk down the street in a skirt looking like a girl.

After about five minutes of sitting in traffic, Misa asks me what I think of the skirt. I looked down at it and shrugged. It was comfortable, the color was nice, and it felt really soft. That made Misa smile and tear up a bit.

I asked her if she was okay, and she nodded. She then told me about her sister, Maya, and how she had passed away a couple of years ago. I was shocked to hear that, I didn’t know she had a family, but I guess she probably keeps them hidden for privacy reasons.

I tell her that I’m sorry to hear about her sister's passing, then I ask about her. Misa looks down but smiles. Misa said she was loving, thoughtful, always looking after others, and the best person she knew, but that all ended when an illness got the better of her.

Misa then told me the skirt was her sister's, and her sister's favorite skirt. She said despite keeping it with her at all times, she couldn't bring herself to wear it, but she hated knowing it wasn't getting used, as her sister would want someone to wear it.

She had wanted to give it to someone, but again couldn't bring herself to do it, but then this whole thing happened, and it somehow felt like it was meant to be like her sister was telling her this was the time to pass on the skirt and move on.

So because of that, she wanted me to keep the skirt, along with the other clothes since mine got wrecked protecting her. I told her I couldn't possibly take something so important to her and her sister, but she shut me down.

She said that any normal fan would be running to the hills with it, to display or sell, but that fact I was trying to decline it, showed to her that she could trust me with it, and I would cherish it knowing how important it was.

She made me promise to never forget it, and I agreed, even pinky-swearing with her. After that, she gave me her phone number and asked me to take a pic wearing the skirt every now and then and send it to her and chat since we’re friends now.

It took everything in me not to scream like a crazy fan girl, which I may sort of be since I’m fully cross-dressing, but I held it in until she dropped me off and sped away. Not sure why, but I spent the rest of the day wearing the outfit she gave me, probably because I was too excited to take it off.

I ended up falling asleep in it, and I didn’t think that was a big deal until I woke up the following morning. That’s when I discovered my entire body had changed. It was safe to say I wasn’t cross-dressing anymore since somehow I woke up as a girl.

When I looked in the mirror, I had no idea who I was looking at. I was now a slim redhead, with blue eyes, a large chest, a decent butt, and a total lack of manhood. There was only one explanation for what happened to me, and it was likely a curse object.

They used to be pretty common, but with two cursed object department centers in my city, they really haven’t been a problem in over a year, yet somehow I still managed to get in contact with one. I do what is advised and go to one of the centers and make a report.

After telling them what happened, they scanned the skirt and found it was a one-time-use item, so I was free to keep the skirt without risking anyone else. I was also informed these changes were permanent, so I was going to have to get used to being a girl.

They help me fill out all the paperwork to register my new identity, and they give me a ton of resources to use to help me adjust. I brush them off and head home to unwind and process everything.

As I lay on my bed, I got a message from Misa. It was a simple how are you doing? I replied telling her things were iffy, explaining that I came in contact with a cursed object. She sent sad emojis and asked me if I was okay.

I told her I was, but now I was a girl. That confused her, as she already thought I was a girl, which would hurt my manhood if I still had it that is. She then asks for a pic, so I get up, take one, and send it her way.

She goes silent for a while, then asks if it was the skirt that cursed me. I told her it was, but it wasn't a big deal. She disagreed though as she was the one who cursed me, which she felt bad for, but also because the curse turned me into a copy of her sister.

She told me she was coming over to my place right away, then she stopped answering my messages. I have to admit, getting attacked by a stranger, forced into crossdressing by an idol, cursed, and then transformed into that idol's sister is insane.

It almost didn’t feel real, I have no idea what's going to happen next, but honestly, I wouldn't mind being Misa’s sister… I guess we’ll see what happens, hopefully, things settle down and all this wackiness is over.