“A-A tooth brush?” You repeated, sounding panicked and confused at the same time.
It wasn’t really the curse you had expected the ancient voice of judgement to bestow upon you. You were about to turn back when the light disappeared between your closing eyelids and everything went black. You assumedly hit the floor without noticing, as when you awoke could feel the cold ancient brick tiles against your… skin? You realized you sight worked differently, your body felt different, sound wasn’t picked up through your ears. As you lay there on the floor unable to move, you looked around and saw a whole bunch of items laying around the ruby’s pedestal, just like you. That’s when it hit you, you were really turned into...
“No!” You screamed. ”I don’t want to be a toothbrush!”
An odd masculine voice sounded from behind you. “Will you shut up? Some of us are trying to get some sleep here.”
You brought your vision behind you to where the sound came from. It was a pink washcloth with the picture of a man printed on it.
“Be glad” The bathroom item said. “At least you’re an electric toothbrush. Poor Eric over there turned into a less luxurious version of what you got.”
You were amazed at how casual the man was about being turned into a skin rubbing cloth. But then again, everyone on the resort island seemed rather casual about the oddities that happened here.
“H-How do I turn back?” You stuttered.
The former man laughed. “Didn’t you hear the ominous voice? Get off the island.”
You respond with even more confusion. “How?”
“Well, that’s the thing, isn’t it? How?” The washing cloth said, being no help at all.
You continued trying to ask the other items around you for information and help, to no avail. After a few hours the door to the temple opened again and a woman walked in, wearing a Resort of Change uniform. She looked like a sweet busty young blonde. In her arms she held an empty plastic box. The charmingly smiling staff member approached the pedestal and accidentally stepped on the washing cloth.
“Aauwh!” He shouted.
The woman blushed and giggled. “Oh, excuse me sir~”
“P-Please help me!” You screamed out at her.
The woman looked over and nodded gently. “Of course, we wouldn’t just leave human objects laying around.”
She set her box down and began gathering up the items around the pedestal. When her hand grabbed you, you could feel the soft warm skin of her fingers before you were carelessly dropped in among your peers. The woman got up and hummed a happy melody as she headed back to the highly civilized part of the island, with a box full of ex-humans held in her arms and pressed against her breasts. As the worker walked through one of the busy streets, a tourist tapped her friend’s shoulder and pointed at the box.
“Look at what that staff member is holding.” The guest said. “That could happen to us if we’re not careful.”
The staff member kept walking and entered one of the supermarkets on the island. She went to the bathroom aisle and put down the box, taking out the cursed victims and putting them into the shelves.
“No wait, please don’t sell me!” You screamed at the woman.
She just giggled cutely and continued, putting you in the front row of the electric tooth brushes.
You continued to try and speak to her. “Please, why aren’t you helping me, I’m a guest.”
She finally responded with a sweet voice. “Aww, but see, you were a guest, and on behalf of The Resort of Change, I thank you for choosing our wonderful island as your vacation destination~”
The staff member got up and walked away, leaving you to be bought by…
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