cursed item · body horror · transformation · irreversible · horror · eldritch · dark fantasy · mind control · monster
The park is quiet under a gray sky, the only sound a breeze rustling leaves. Beneath a weathered bench, a collar glints—tarnished silver etched with words. You stoop; the moment your fingers brush it, a strange tingle races up your arm, and a whisper-thin urge coils in your chest: put it on. 'A New You' reads the front, 'obey' the back. Your hands are already lifting it.