Before she could go out, you call "Blondie? Do you have the time to chat for a bit?"
"For you sexy? I always have the time! So speak to Blondie, what's, like, eating at you?"
"I… A few month ago, I had that strange lucid dream in which Blue and me spoke to each other. In it she said something about me eventually finding a girlfriend that would not only accept me for who I am, but would also accept my secret, accept her. She also spoke of how we would become a perfect pair, me as a werewoman and that girlfriend as a wereman." After a short pause, you add "Then yesterday she spoke of how she liked me, saying she want to protect me with such fondness in her voice, she almost sounded like she loved me."
Blondie fear where you are going with all that, but know you need to say it anyway, so let you continue. "When remembering her saying this, it's when I realized I feel the same way. Not that she need any protection! Especially not mine! But, I want to go on dates with her, wish I could at least touch her… But I'll never be able to do any of this." By now, you are openly crying. Blondie take you in a hug, your head against her shoulder, as you continue to lament out loud "She was right, I found the woman who accept me for who I am and don't mind my curse, and its the single person I can never be with."
Your buxom friend continue to comfort you, telling to let it all out. Once you calmed down, she tel you "Come, there is something you need to see."
You follow her to Max's lab, who clearly stayed untouched, to the point all surfaces are covered in dust. She boot the computer and opened all his research on werewomen. "As you probably suspected, Max already, like, knew of werewomen before you came to him bearing the curse. At first he had, like, believed it to be pure folklore, but already knew it was real when you, like, asked him for help. He even found out its origin."
Rather than letting you read every articles to find the clues and recompose said origins yourself, she decide to give you the digest version. But before she display a painting of a woman in fullscreen. A woman looking suspiciously like Blue would have dressed in high-class clothes of the Wild West era.
"Océane DeRivages" said Blondie, pointing to the painting "was, like, an influential woman in the settlers town she had made her own. And the fact she was the town slut was only an minor part of why. That said, she must only have given blowjobs, because, like, one day someone tried to force her to give more, only to discover she was hiding a penis under her dress."
"You mean…"
"This French noble was a transgender woman? Yes, exactly. But rather than, like, admitting such a person could exist, the people of the town claimed she must be a witch who made a pact with a demon, and, like, grown male genitals as a result. Like, Salem wasn't the only place were witches were burned, just the most famous one."
"That's it? Peoples burn a transwoman and it generate a curse?"
Blondie shake her head. "While Max's research was thorough, to the point he found Lady DeRivages' birth name and confirmed she was, like, born with a male body, she was still among the few people burned at the stake to be an actual witch. As the flames were lighted under her, she cursed all men participating in her death to turn into woman on the three night of the full moon, as would any member of their male lineage after they got their first blowjob. All people under the curse, after transforming for the first time, also housing the soul of another woman burned for witchery, who take control during the full moon."
Seeing how shocked you are, to the point you probably won't say anything, Blondie decide to tel why she let you know all that. "I think Blue is the reincarnation of Lady Océane DeRivages, while you are, like, a decedent of at least one of the men who burned her, as was max."