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“The fuck…” you mumble groggily, opening your eyes into a dark room as you hear a faint jingling sound. Rolling to your side on the bed, you try to ignore it, but it becomes louder like a mosquito in your ear. Too sleepy to investigate the source of the sound, you give yourself a mental note to check in the morning as your eyelids feel heavier despite the loud ringing. A sense of ease rushes through your body and you slump unconsciously on your bed unaware of your door creaking open.

“Wake up sleepy head!” a voice screeches into your left ear as you jolt awake and squint into the brightly lit room. Confused, you look around and realize that you’re no longer in your bedroom, but a large wooden warehouse lined with metal cages and people darting around. Squinting to have a better look, your jaw drops to see elves rushing around cages you find yourself in too, ticking off items on their clipboards. “Number… um… 35837…” the same voice shouts as you look up to see a female elf glaring at you with disgust.

“Wha… where am I?” you splutter, trying to orient yourself and pinch your arms to wake up from this dream. Wincing in pain, you hear the elf chuckling to herself as she watches you struggle in the cage. Peering at a nearby window, you see a blizzard rushing past as a large fireplace in the middle of the warehouse keeps everyone warm. Trying to calm yourself, you glance at nearby cage to see a familiar face in his pajamas. “Rudy? Is that you?!” you gasp, as he looks up at you in surprise.

“Shit… they got you too?” Rudy mumbles as he leans against the metal bars of his cage defeatedly with panic in his eyes.  Sounds of screams and moans echo through the large warehouse as the patter of tiny elvish hands work on wrapping up presents of numerous sizes. You want to ask your friend about what he meant, but a loud bang reverberates through the hall, and you turn to see a stocky old man with a familiar looking coat.

“S-Santa?!” you splutter in disbelief as he sits down on a large wooden chair with elves handing him a plate of cookies and cup of warm milk. Ignoring you, he grunts to himself and pats the snow off his coat before devouring all the food with a loud belch. “Help!” you shout, trying to attract his attention as his eyes slowly focuses on you. His boots thunder across the wooden planks as he walks closer, and you smell smoke from all the chimneys he dropped through.

“Help? Ho Ho Ho” Santa chuckles as the elves join in with their squeaky voices. You blush red in embarrassment as everyone stares at you in the cage with Father Christmas looming above you. “You’ve been a naughty boy…” he adds, glancing at the clipboard one of his assistants handed him. Chucking awkwardly at the cringy phrase, you wonder when you’ll be set free and told that it has all been a prank. Noticing your confused expression, Santa leans closer and whispers into your ear, “we don’t send coal anymore… global warming… we have a more…. Sustainable process” he says with a raspy voice.

“Anyways!” Santa’s voice booms, making you flinch in surprise. “Let’s continue with the presents!” he continues as the elves’ cheer loudly and they resume their work. Glancing at Rudy, you notice his face white with fear as the conveyor belt starts to move, bringing all the cages closer towards an enclosed room. Shouting at your friend for help, he ignores you as you inch closer every second. Finally moved into the room, you see Rudy and two other people with Santa peering into their cages.

With a loud metallic clang, Santa opens one of the cages with the man backs to the corner in fear. Kicking and screaming, he’s eventually dragged out by the elves and placed on Santa’s lap. His shouts are abruptly silenced as Santa places his gloved hand over the man’s lips “Hmm… Creig wants a… sex doll…” Santa mumbles with a frown as he reads the clipboard. Clicking his finger, glittery powder rains down from above, coating the struggling man as he grunts in fear. “Present granted” Santa says, dropping the man onto the floor with a thud as he tries to escape.

“F-Fuck you… I’m not gonna b---” the man shouts but his voice becomes muffled as his lips becomes increasingly stiffer. Touching them and feeling cold silicone, he begins to panic and desperately rushes towards the door. His strides become rigid and awkward as he finally stumbles forward a few steps away from the large oak door. “L-leegggsss… canttthhh… phheelll” he slurs, drooling from his plastic lips as he looks behind him to see a pair of thick lifeless legs trailing behind. Your jaw drops in shock as you watch his skin darken into a smooth tan as his hips thrust outwards and his waist sucks inwards into disproportionate sizes. “Pweeese…” he groans, reaching out to you with stiff feminine fingers as a pair of E-cups pushes out from his chest. His dick quickly retracts into his crotch and reforms into a puffy plastic slit built to be stretched countless times without losing its elasticity. The features on his face slowly shift into a more girly appearance with wide blue eyes and a contoured face similar to a model’s. His groans and expressions fade away into a glassy stare as long blonde hair cascade down.

“What the…” you gasp in horror, watching elves effortlessly pick up the hollow and light sex doll before placing it into a cardboard box for wrapping. You can barely believe what you just saw, but the girl in the next cage is already screaming in fear. “Let me out!” you shout, desperately looking for an exit, but the elves just chuckle at you nearby.

Pulling the girl out of her cage, she begins to cry but Santa ignores her and starts to read from the clipboard. “Ooh… naughty girl… you’ve been such a bitch… oops excuse my language” Santa chuckles, covering his mouth in mock horror. The girl begs him to let her go, but he continues to read the report written by the elves. “Perfect! A boy Timmothy wants a pet dog…” Santa grins at the irony as the girl’s eyes widen in fear.

“N-no… No! I don’t wan… aarrfff…. Rrruuufff…” the girl barks, covering her mouth in fear. Glancing at her hand, she recoils in horror to see already coated in a layer of fur as her fingers shrink into tiny paws. Falling to the ground on all fours, her back crunches multiple times as her spine changes drastically and her tailbone grows longer into a wagging tail. “Haahh… Haaarrruuff… N-No…” she pants, trying to stand up, only to fall back down as more bones pop and her legs shorten into curved hindlegs. Her breasts deflate and move down to her belly before multiplying into a row of tits for future puppies while her fingernails harden and turn black into claws. Tears well in her eyes as her neck grows longer and her clothes melt away like snow, revealing a thick layer of golden fur. Growling and barking, her face rapidly elongates into a snout while the tip of her nose turns black and quadruples in sensitivity. Sharp canine teeth push out as her ears become flatter with a layer of fur.

“Good girl…” Santa taunts as the golden retriever immediately wags her tail and barks happily. Seeing a cookie onto the floor, the dog quickly devours it and licks its mouth clean with its long tongue as elves guide it towards a smaller cage. “Ah… Timmothy’s family will love her” Santa chuckles, admiring his handiwork as he approaches Rudy’s cage with a sinister smile.

“Stay the fuck away from me… you sick bastard” Rudy shouts, fighting off the elves as they try to pull him out. Patiently standing at the entrance with a grin, Santa waits for the elves to subdue him, but Rudy continues to keep them away. Punching an elf in the face and tossing another onto the side of the cage, your friend refuses to be one of Santa’s cursed presents. “I’ve been good this year!” he shouts at Santa, but the old man shakes his head with disapproval, listing out everything he did.

“You’ve been such a naughty boy… breaking people’s hearts” Santa says with a booming voice as he stomps closer towards Rudy. Your friend backs away in fear, but it’s too late as Santa sprinkles some of the glitter onto him, making his entire body heat up and sweat profusely. “Missing much of a Christmas spirit too…” Santa mumbles as Rudy screams in agony and the elves finally manage to drag him out of the cage. “I can fix that” Santa says as he unbuckles his belt and drops his pants, revealing a surprisingly girthy cock inches from Rudy’s face.

“Fuck… Fuckkkkk!” Rudy screams, clutching his stomach in pain as it grows hungrily, causing him to drool uncontrollably too. His belly flattens into a toned core while his hips explode outwards, causing his pants to rip in half and allowing his ass to expand outwards. His thighs rapidly thicken with fat while his hands become daintier with long nails. “I need to get… out… get… out…” your friend mutters repeatedly as breasts swell on his chest, expanding into modest C-cups while his body shrinks. “Get… cock… cock….” Rudy slurs in a daze as he stares at Santa’s veiny cock. Licking his plump lips, your friend strokes his own dick until cum splatters out and his cock retreats into a puffy pink slit dripping with juices.

“I’ve been such a baaaad girl…” Rudy purrs in a feminine voice oozing with lust as he spreads his pussy lips part with his fingers. Not wasting any time, the girl straddles Santa, grinding her pussy against his shaft until the tip of his cock digs into her vagina and plunges deeper into her. Her eyes roll back in ecstasy as a reindeer headband forms on her head causing long dirty blonde hair to grow longer to her shoulders. “Call me… Ruby… Merry Christmas… aahhnnnn…” she moans into Santa’s ear as his cock rubs against her clitoris and she gyrates her wide hips faster. Your friend’s face warps into a more feminine appearance with wide doe-like eyes and a cute button nose until you no longer recognize her. She bites her plump lip and giggles happily as Santa gropes her breasts jiggling with every thrust. Without warning, a torrent of cum sprays into her pussy and she squeals with ecstasy, feeling the sticky baby batter dripping down her leg.

“Oh dear…” Santa mumbles pulling his dick out of Ruby as her body trembles with ecstasy. Juices mixed with cum drip from her overflowing pussy as she recovers from multiple orgasms, smiling giddily at all the Christmas decorations around her. “Brian wanted a cute virgin girlfriend…” Santa says, reading from the clipboard. With a smirk, he clicks his fingers and Ruby’s knees suddenly buckles, feeling an intense heat in her crotch. Letting out a yelp, cum gushes out of her pussy and splatters onto the floor like it never existed and her slit tightens without any stretch marks. Dazed from the intense orgasm, the elves easily usher her out of the room to be sent elsewhere.

Your heart drops as Santa stares at you and slowly walks closer with a smile, flipping through your clipboard. “It’s a mistake… I’ve been good!” you shout in a panic, backing away from the cage doors as the elves prepare to pull you out.  Santa laughs sarcastically as he unlocks your cage, allowing his helpers to swarm you within seconds. Unlike Rudy, you’re not much of a fighter as you’re dragged out within minutes and placed on Santa’s lap. “P-please… you can’t do this to me” you whimper as Santa chuckles heartily with the smell of cookies and milk on his breath.

“Well… unlike you… Frank has been a good boy…” Santa says, pointing at a picture of a college boy stapled on the sheet of paper listing out all your bad deeds. Your blood runs cold as his grip tightens around you and the elves chant Christmas songs eagerly around you. “He deserves that slutty Asian girlfriend he wanted… don’t you think?” Santa asks you with a smirk as you shake your head in fear, trying to break free from his clutch.

“N-no… I don’t want…” you splutter, hearing your voice cracking higher into a sultry and feminine tone with a thickening Japanese accent. Covering your mouth in horror, you feel your lips plump up with lipstick into pillowy cock sleeves while your teeth sparkle pearly white. Your face feels numb as your jawline softens and cheekbones pop higher, creating a rounder face. Glancing at your reflection from a nearby window, you can barely recognize yourself as your nose crunches narrower into a cute button nose while your eyes widen with slanted corners and your irises turn dark brown into an Asian complexion. “Not girlfriend… please…” you squeal in fear, cringing at your girly Japanese accent as your eyelashes grow longer and your hair cascades past your shoulders into silky-smooth jet-black strands.

Grabbing a phone and pointing it at you, Santa sends a few messages before turning on the camera. “Smile for Frank” he grins, as you bite your lower lip shyly, but your mouth uncontrollably pulls back into a cute smile, and you hear him taking a picture. Flicking through Frank’s file, Santa nods his head approvingly at all the recorded good deeds before snapping his finger with an idea. “Such a good boy deserves a wonderful girlfriend” he smirks as he sprinkles some glitter onto your chest.

Too slow to react, you feel a burning sensation as the glitter falls on your chest and you realize what’s about to happen. “P-Please… no boobies… they--- ahhnnn” you moan as a strange pulsating sensation emanates from your chest. Not long after, you feel your skin shift as rolls of fat moves underneath and accumulates under your puffy nipples. Looking down in horror, you see your nipples already hard and darker than before as your areolas double in size and sensitivity. “Oh god… hunnngghhh” you groan, clenching your teeth as you feel your skin stretch from all the fat flooding under your nipples, pushing them away from your chest into budding A-cups.

Cupping your expanding breasts in your hands, you shudder as your sensitive nipples brush against your palms. Within seconds, your breasts are already pressing against your hands as they swell into modest C-cups. “Ooooh… fuuuck…” you whimper, squeezing your tits, and feeling your fingers sink into the soft flesh. To your horror, they continue to balloon outwards into hefty D-cups, hanging from your chest like udders as your deep cleavage jiggles teasingly below your chin. Groping your breasts together, you shudder from the weight of your tits as they rest on your hands and bounce from the slightest breath you take. “They’re so… big…” you groan in disbelief as you struggle to adapt to the additional weight on your chest.

Hearing another camera shutter, your cheeks blush red in embarrassment realizing that Santa took a picture of you groping your own breasts to Frank. “Oh… he’ll love that!” Santa smirks as you try to snatch the phone from his hands, but his reflexes are surprisingly fast for his age. Shouting at him and trying to break free from his grip despite your breasts bouncing in all directions, he keeps you seated on his lap. “Woah… he definitely prefers a more submissive girl” Santa says, giving you a quick squeeze.

“Kyahhh… haaahh… what…” you gasp in shock and pain, hearing our bones crack as your broad shoulders crunches narrower into round feminine shoulders. Breathing heavily, your collarbones pop higher while your ribs contract, leaving you with a smaller torso. Before you can recover, air is pushed out of your lungs as your diaphragm also shrinks simultaneously to your belly flattening. “Ahnnn… fuck…” you groan, feeling your waist narrow while your hips loudly pop wider into child-bearing proportions, creating an hour-glass figure girls would kill for. Hesitantly touching your pelvis, you flinch as your fingers feels all the fat still accumulating on your sides, pushing your hips wider than before. As Santa’s grip around your waist tightens, you hear a few bone splintering pops as you’re forced to arch your back sharply. Within seconds, your spine becomes smaller and curvier, pushing out your chest and ass with your new posture and shorter height.

Trying to pry yourself free from Santa’s iron grip, you’re not sure whether he’s just abnormally strong for his age or you’re becoming weaker as you glance at your biceps to see it deflating into a thin layer of feminine fat around your dainty arms. “L-Let me go…” you squeal, feeling your wrists narrow while your hands shrink softer with slender fingers coated with glossy nail polish.

“Oh! Excuse me… you have a boyfriend” Santa says mockingly, letting you free as you stumble onto the floor, feeling your heavy breasts heave up and down with every breath. You want to snap back at him for his crude remark, but you vaguely remember kissing a boy on the lips and letting him touch your breasts in an alleyway one night. “Don’t be shy… a slutty girl like you won’t mind showing off” Santa taunts, as you glare at him in disgust, but it’s admittedly true as you feel excited to see him pointing the camera at you as you show off your cleavage.

“It… It’s not like I want it…” you lie, bracing against the wall as a strange pressure starts to build in your ass. Biting your plump lower lip, you whimper softly with slight enjoyment as fat floods into your ass cheeks and immediately stretching out your skin. The camera zooms closer on your ass as you feel it expand into a round bubble butt taking up all the space your wide hips can offer. “S-stop it…” you coo, looking back at the camera as you timidly spread your ass cheeks apart, revealing your cavernous ass crack and the prize deep inside.

Encouraged by all the activity buzzing on your hips and ass, you feel a strange sensation on your thighs as they rapidly expand with fat too. “Ooohh… my…” you pant, squeezing your sensitive inner thighs as they become thicker than your own head to support your huge ass and wide swaying hips. The changes flow down your legs as your calves cramp up and become slimmer while your feet crunch smaller with dainty toes and matching pedicure only suitable for high heels.

“You… make… slutty girl…” you shout at Santa, struggling to form a coherent English sentence in your head as Japanese vocabulary takes it place. Combined with your thick accent, your broken English becomes increasingly hard to understand as you try to comprehend all the swirling thoughts in your hazy mind. “Me… no… 彼女 [girlfriend]” you say in fluent Japanese as you feel a strange warmness on your crotch.

“Then who are you?” Santa replies with a smirk as you frown in confusion, trying to understand his question. Hesitating for a few seconds, you rack your foggy mind for an answer as the sound of Christmas bells jingle all around you. Memories of making out with a boy and staying in his apartment fills your mind as you vaguely remember visiting your parents in Tokyo every few years.

“Me… Naomi…” you mutter hesitantly, but as you repeat the name, it feels increasingly familiar. Memories of Frank calling out your name floods your head as your heart flutters from merely remembering his face. You’ve met him for a few months, and you can’t wait to know him on a more intimate level with Christmas nearby. Fantasizing about Frank’s dick, you begin to unconsciously stroke your own cock, imagining how it’ll feel inside you. With your slender fingers, you expertly rub the tip of your cock and squeeze your shaft with your soft palms, causing you to blow your load within seconds. “Ahhnnn… Frank… Frrannkkk…” you moan in a daze, as all your cum is pumped out and splatters onto the floor before your empty balls shrivel up into your crotch and reform into fertile ovaries pumping estrogen throughout your body. Rubbing your shrinking dick, it finally inverts into your crotch, leaving a tight pink slit in its place as moist flaps push out invitingly. Your eyes roll back with pleasure as the tip if your cock reforms into your clitoris and trembles to be touched while your vagina deepens within you.

Too horny to care about your surroundings, you slip your finger into your wet pussy and moan loudly as it rubs against your clitoris. A shiver runs down your spine as you push deeper, feeling your warm vaginal wall wrap around your finger and coat it with juices. “Frannnkkk…” you pant with drool running down your lips as all your bodily hair falls away, leaving your skin smooth and sensitive with a creamy oriental hue aligned to your new Japanese heritage.

“Hmm before we send out the presents… we have quality checks” Santa says with a smirk. Clapping his hands together for a new command, a cage containing a man whimpering in fear is pulled into the room. Dragged out of the cage by the elves like the others, he ogles your curvy Asian body as you squeeze your tits with one hand and finger your pussy with the other. “Oh! Good thing Olivia has it on her wish list” Santa chuckles before tossing glitter all over the man.

“What did you do to m---mmphhhh” the man screams in horror but his quickly silenced as his mouth is sealed closed. Feeling weak in the legs, he collapses onto the floor as his hands start to shrink and retract into the body. His shouts are muffled as his mouth disappears and all the hair on his body falls off, leaving him bald with impossibly smooth skin. His legs begin to intertwine and merge while his neck thickens, and his entire body starts to shrink. Too horny to care, you ignore him as all his facial features disappear and his skin turns to rubber before lifelessly clattering onto the floor. His head expands into a familiar looking tip while imprints of bulging veins cover the sides.

“Naomi want…” you giggle as you pick up the rubber dildo from the floor and rub your pussy lips against the shaft. Without hesitating, you thrust it into your pussy and moan loudly as it plunges deep inside you; addicted for more, you grab the base and vigorously thrust it in and out of your pussy until you orgasm multiple times and your knees quiver with pleasure. “とても気持ちいい [it feels so good]” you moan loudly, finally pulling it out with a wet slurp to see strings of juices till dripping from it.

“Looks like both presents work…” Santa says happily as the elves take the dildo away to get cleaned while others escort you out of the room. Handed a set of lingerie, you put it on without any hesitation before being put into a dark box. “Merry Christmas!” you hear Santa’s voice echo in the distance as you smile to yourself wondering what’ll happen next with your eyelids growing heavier until you fall asleep.

Feeling weight on your petite body, your eyes groggily flutter open into darkness as soft fabric presses against your sensitive skin. Reaching out, your hands finally break free, and you pull back the thick blanket to breathe in the crisp cold air. Squinting in the bright morning sun, you look around to see a familiar looking bedroom with photos of you wearing revealing dresses in some of them. Turning your head to the side, you see Frank peacefully asleep on the pillow besides you as you smile from all the memories with him. “おはよう [good morning] babe” you whisper into his ear as he stirs in his sleep.

With a sheepish grin, you bury your hand back under the blankets and glide it along his chest, feeling his warmth and smelling his manly scent. Finally reaching his crotch, you playfully rub the tip of his cock and fondle his balls in your dainty hands until his dick becomes erect within seconds. “Merry Christmas...” you coo, giving him a kiss on his lips as your fingers wrap around his shaft and start to expertly stroke it up and down. Hearing your boyfriend grunt, you see his eyes flicker open as he stares at you in confusion and shock.

“Wha… who?” Frank splutters with his face red with arousal from your hand job under the blankets. Giggling at the silliness of his question, you give him another kiss as you pull back the blankets to reveal your round breasts and petite Asian body. His eyes instantly lock onto your puffy nipples and moist pussy already leaking juices onto his bed as his jaw drops in shock. “Wait… ahhnn…” Frank groans as his body shudders and you feel some wetness on your hand from his pre-cum.

“My Christmas gift…” you slur, finally pulling the entire blanket away to reveal his throbbing cock in your hand as you quickly straddle his manly body between your thighs. Still frozen in confusion, Frank only manages to grunt as you lower your tight pussy onto his stiff dick, feeling your slit spread apart and pull his foreskin back. Hungry for more, you bend your knees lower, feeling his cock pushing deeper into your pussy and rubbing against your clitoris until your vaginal muscles clench around his shaft. “Ahhnn… yesss…” you moan, gyrating your hips and feeling his dick slide in and out of your pussy as he gropes your breasts. Eyes rolling back and drool running down your lips, he pounds you faster until you hear him grunt, sending a torrent of cum into your pussy and filling it to the brim. “Haaah… Haaaah… I love you…” you pant breathlessly as Frank’s look of confusion subsides and memories of your relationship fills his head. With a wet slurp, he pulls his dick out of you as you lie on the bed to recover, hearing a faint jingle of bells in the distance.

“Merry Christmas, Naomi” your boyfriend says with a smile as he kisses you on the lips and squeezes your breasts. You can’t wait to celebrate another year with him with maybe a new family member.