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Thursday, October 20, 2022

The Pumpkin Spice Curse

“You should try the pumpkin spice latte,” I said, “It’s the best. It will change you.”

I didn’t want to say these things. The truth was that the pumpkin spice latte from the odd new coffee shop that opened up was a curse, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never seem to badmouth it. That was all part of the curse. Just as I was telling this man to try one, I had to remember that I too was once a man approached by a stunning woman to try the latte. I thought she was hitting on me, and I gave in. If only I had known about the curse. Just one sip and I became part of the army. My hair grew out, there was make up on my face, I became a woman. It didn’t stop there. I wore a pink puffer coat and yoga pants. I could talk with the other women about the curse, but around anyone not already cursed, it was all about convincing them to be a part of it. I couldn’t stop. None of us could. And we couldn’t stop ordering the lattes either! This had to be my fifth today, and it was just after noon. I had managed to transform three guys into women, just like I had been. I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t stop. The transformations would continue until pumpkin spice latte season was over.