There are professional thieves, and then there are those who clearly don't know what they are doing. One in particular was, by all accounts, the former. He was after this famous stone known as the "Pink Tourmaline Heart". To sell this stone on the black market would net some lucky criminal millions of dollars.
However, it is also believed to be cursed with the power to change whoever it pleases into a woman of bounteous proportions and unrestrained sexual appetite. The thief clearly didn't believe such a story. Getting to the stone was a challenge in itself, but the pro brought enough lenses to protect himself from the security lasers. Avoiding them, he managed to snag the stone and make it look like nothing was touched. As he made his getaway, however, he didn't count on one thing: The curse was VERY real. He held it so close to him that he unknowingly triggered its power. By hiding it with his jacket, he didn't see it glowing and by holding it so close to his body, he didn't realize that it was quietly altering his genetic code, sealing his fate.
His 23rd chromosome was being altered by the power of the "Pink Tourmaline Heart". It was changing from XY to XX, the female chromosome. But it wasn't finished with him. It made other biological and genetic changes inside his system that would make him female. If he weren't preoccupied with escaping and avoiding capture by police, he would have learned the truth about the gemstone's power. Instead, he would learn the hard way, when the changes would take full effect.
When the thief was sure he wasn't followed, he retreated to his nearby hideaway and dropped the gemstone from inside his jacket on his couch. He unzipped and removed his jacket, took off his shoes and gloves, and sat down, exhausted. He thinks he's victorious, but he's greatly mistaken. After he inadvertently falls asleep, the effects of the stone began to make themselves known. By the time the effects are over, even he won't know what hit him.
First, his recent haircut was quickly undone by the sudden, supernatural growth of brunette strands on his head. Next, two mounds form small mountains on his chest. While they slowly grow in size, his "prized possession" below starts to shrink. His hip bones creak as they move in opposite directions. Belly fat shifts around, moving to his derriere. Breasts were still growing to large size as his facial features began shifting: Fuller cheeks, puffier lips, smaller nose, more eyelashes, and a shrinking jawline. He continues to slumber as his breasts finally stop growing, reaching the size of volleyballs. The "Pink Tourmaline Heart" had done its deed, the thief who had taken it from its home now paying for it, in more ways than one.
This is a reasonable facsimile of the thief now. Nothing about him remained. In fact, HE no longer existed, only SHE. SHE doesn't remember anything about her life as a man nor what he did with the gemstone that basically created her. To this day, the whereabouts of the "Pink Tourmaline Heart" are unknown. As far as the local police know, the thief disappeared without a trace along with it. They have no idea that the man who stole it was now walking among them as a buxom brunette, driven by lust and, at times, greed.
