A Christmas Present (Patreon)

A Christmas Present
By FC Punk

During lunch time at the MIT cafeteria Scott texted with his best friend Ian. He couldn’t believe Ian’s predictimet, his girl just left him and on Christmas Eve of all days.

“Harsh man. That’s cold.”
“I still can’t believe it.”
“Screw her, you don’t need her.”
“Yeah I know, but...my heart is broken.”

Scott had known Ian his entire life, he was like a brother to him. Seeing him in pain tore at Scott’s own heart.

“Did you finish your project yet?”

Scott read the text and began to craft a response.

“The transformation gun? It depends on how you define finished. The prototype is finished, but it hasn’t been tested. Also I haven’t presented it to the board, so I suppose you can’t really call it finished.”
“I’m not even going to ask how it works.”
“Probably a good idea”

Scott chuckled to himself as he took another sip of the soup he was eating. He started typing “Are you going to be okay? Tomorrow's Christmas.” There was a brief pause of suspense before Ian answered back with a single “Yeah.” Scott closed his eyes, he could feel the pain behind that single word, he knew his best friend well.

Later that night in his dorm Scott laid on his bed. Stoned after eating an edible he stared at the television, watching Christmas movies. His mind kept coming back to Ian and the loneliness he must be going through. “Wait,” Scott muttered to himself, an idea forming in his head. He got up letting out a stoned little giggle and went to the gun. “There’s no better time to test this thing out, fuck precedure.”

He grabbed his cell phone and hit the audio recorder.

“This is Scott Davidson and it’s 9:17 on Christmas Eve. I am conducting a test on a transformation gun. The applications for such a device are numerous, but I built it to help transgenders transition to their proper bodies much easier and safer than drugs or surgery. The test subject is myself. The gun, actually it’s more of a ray than a gun, is customizable but I will be doing a semple sex transformation. Just my sex, I will not change anything else.”

Scott placed the end of the gun to his head, still chuckling, “To be honest this might be a bad idea, I’m actually really stoned at the moment, but I’ve got a friend in need. Possible complications to consider: My testicals might explode, my hormones become out of whack, or my brain melts into mush.” He shrugged, “What the hell I never wanted to live long anyways.”

Scott activated the ray and he felt strong vibrations hitting his head. He closed his eyes and grinded his teeth and he felt himself change. He could feel changes on every level of his body and could swear he felt his very cells start to turn. When it was over Scott walked over to a mirror and was shocked.

“Oh my,” a new higher female voice came from his lips. It was still Scott, but now he was a she. His body had morphed and turned from a distinctively masculine body to one that was lithe and small and all so feminine. The face looking back was still him; same eyes, same nose, to Scott it was like looking at a twin sister.

“Wow,” Scott was speechless but quickly grabbed the still recording phone “The voice you are now hearing is still me. The experiment was a success, I have transformed my sex from male to female.”

Scott took off his shirt and examined his new body. His chest was a modest size, perhaps they could fill an A cup. Touching them sent a sensation through his body he never felt before and it made him gasp. Dropping his sweats to his ankles he quickly found his new sex organs. “There are lots of things to explore but I have a more important goal at the moment.”

Scott hooked the gun up to his laptop and typed furiously with his small delicate hands. “There’s no limits to the flux matrix,” Scott said into the recorder as pictures of Bayonetta were all over the computer screen “In theory the gun could turn someone into a fictional character. I could turn into Homer Simpson or Mickey Mouse. This will be the real test.”

After getting everything just right Scott unhooked the gun. “It is now time for the second transformation. I will be turning myself into a fictional character, I’ve set up the matrix to turn me into Bayonetta from the Bayonetta game series.”

Scott took the gun and blasted himself one more time, the vibrations hitting him harder than before and his female voice cried out “Oh God!” Scott could feel his hair start to extend from his head and wrap around his naked body. His figure gained curves and extra height and before he knew it he had transformed into Bayonetta.

“Well,” Scott’s voice was now like that from the games, he was now the spitting image. He performed several agile flips and extended his hair, mimicking the fighting style of the witch. “An exact copy,” Scott smirked but went back to the gun.

“It’s a good look, but Ian likes a certain kind of woman.” Scott set the custom settings to a more heavy set figure and shot himself. Scott moaned and felt himself softening under all his face. He put his hands to his face and could feel the chub building up in his cheeks with a second chin jiggling into existence. Scott’s hands reached behind him to his buttocks and swooned when he felt his cheeks inflating bigger and bigger and bigger against the palms of his hands. He activated his hair to pull back and it revealed his entire body turning flabby and meaty, his trim stomach had degenerated into a soft fat belly apron and his thighs and buttocks were oversaturated with dimpled cellulite. Her arms were thick ham hocks with big bags of fat dangling from her upper arms and her breasts were a pair of saggers. All in all Bayonetta was now a blob size woman.

Feeling chilly Scott made the hair cover her completely. Adjusting Scott’s glasses with something more appropriate he grinned, “Don’t worry Ian, I’m coming to save Christmas!

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Ian moped around in his parents house. They were on vacation in Dubai and he had been allowed to house sit during Christmas. He had hoped he was going to spend with his girl but...things got in the way.

He sighed while playing as Bayonetta on Smash, but fighting against the computer was very unfulfilling. He had been with Angela for close to a year and was even planning on proposing to her on Christmas. That dream was over and the ring was in a drawer. Now all that was left for the heartbroken millennial was beer and gaming.

To add insult to injury Ian kept losing with Bayonetta. After the last match he thought he would just go to bed. Nothing to look forward to. Especially not Christmas. Drinking the last of his beer he stumbled towards his bedroom when he heard a knock at the door.

“Huh?” Ian headed to the door and to his shock a massively obese Bayonetta was standing before him.

“Hey there,” Bayonetta said with the same voice from the game. Ian backed up from the massive witch entering his house. “Man, this is some kinda dream, How many beers did I even drink?”

“Enough to summon me,” Bayonetta did one of her poses from the game, her flesh shaking. She backed Ian against the wall and Ian moaned at her warm soft flesh being pressed into his body. She kissed him and inserted her tongue all the while Ian groaned in pleasure “Nnnn this, this can’t be real!” “But it's real, it’s everything you’ve wished for.

Ian let go of himself and made out with the huge Bayonetta. “Even if this is just a dream I’m going to take advantage of all it’s worth,” Ian grunted as the full weight of the heavy body was pressed harder.

Bayonetta stepped back and unwrapped her hair from her body; showing she was indeed the real deal and gloriously fat. With all consuming lust Ian lunged at Bayonetta, wrapping his arms around her he sunk into her soft marshmallow body. A card carrying fat girl lover Ian groped Bayonetta’s belly and gave it a good shake, marveling with erotic lust at how the fat wobbled. He got on his knees and kissed her belly fold; lifting it up with his hands he kissed the belly with passion. Bayonetta led Ian to his bed where they resumed making out. Ian's hands grabbed her heavy boobs, they were so cumbersome he had to hold a single boob with both arms. He held her right boob as if it were a body pillow while sucking on her bloated nipple and making her let out lewd low moans.

"Mmm, turn me over," Bayonetta whispered and Ian obliged, turning the sexpot over onto her front Bayonetta presented Ian with her broad buttocks which she shook enticingly. Ian hugged her rump, burying his face between her cheeks until he found her hole which he began to lick in circular motions, Bayonetta grasping the bed and squealing like a wild animal. Ian pulled his face from Bayonetta's sweaty ass cheeks, grasped her hips, and shoved his length into her pussy.

“Oh fuck!” Bayonetta yelled out. It was Mark’s first time having intercorse as a woman, it felt exquisite! He had never experienced pleasure like this, every fiber of his being was on fire as Ian fucked him hard. Each thrust made Bayonetta’s boobs shake and slap against her stomach making loud whacking meaty sounds. Inexperienced in the female body Scott cummed with Ian cumming not too long after.

Spread out together on the bed Ian and Bayonetta share a toke, trading between each other. Ian took a puff, blew out some smoke, and said “I still don’t know if this is a dream or not.” Bayonetta cuddled up to Ian, her soft cheek on his chest. “If it is a dream it’s the best one you’ve ever had.” “Yeah, I suppose it is. Do you want pizza?” “I thought you’d never ask.”

Bayonetta watched him fiddle with his phone, the weed activating the munchies in her. When the two pizzas came Ian asked her, "Can I feed you?" "Feed me?" "Yeah, feed you. It's...kinda a kink."

Bayonetta smirked and sat back on the pillows. Ian took a single piece and slowly put the meat lovers to her lips. Bayonetta ate like she was a queen, her stomach filling with food. "You know, this is going to make me even fatter" she teased Ian who grew hard and continued the feeding. Eight slices went down her throat and Bayonetta let out a big womanly burp.

"Mmmmm..I'm ready for dessert," Bayonetta purred and shifted her giant body, pushing Ian down on his back she lumbered like a dinosaur until she was in a 69 position. Her big ass was pressed against Ian's face and he buried his face in, licking her pussy while Bayonetta gripped his cock into her mouth. "Mmmph! Mmmm!" Ian moaned, licking her wet pussy before moving to her anus. Feeling her butthole being licked caused Bayonetta to gasp and suck Ian's dick even harder, slobbering all over his shaft. Ian moans and pants at his spear being sucked so good, her tongue was warm and comforting and he loved how she would just twist it around his cock and tease his head with her tip. It was all too much and he exploded into her mouth while Bayonetta's pussy exploded on him.

They disconnected and were once more cuddling together. Ian wiped off his face and Bayonetta purred, her belly full of Ian's seed. Cuddling up she kissed his chest and asked "What made you so lonely." "My girlfriend left me today." "Why whatever for?" "The milk in the refrigerator." "Excuse me?" "The milk in the refrigerator. I kept putting it on the door side when she wanted it in the middle. She said my way was improper, but I didn't see the big deal so I kept doing it. She left me this morning."

Scott was aghast at what he just heard. What a stupid reason to leave someone, utterly silly to the extreme. It reignited the fires and Bayonetta kissed him deeply.

She got up and crouched down, inserting him into her she began to ride him. Ian laid there moaning his arms spread out like a crucifixion as Bayonetta rode him, going up and down, up and down. Ian's head was on fire, the fires of passion filled him and he lifted his butt, thrusting his pelvis into Bayonetta who gasped at the sudden thrusts and cummed in shock, collapsing back on the bed.

"Mmmmm," Bayonetta moaned. "I'm hungry." Ian grinned taking the second pizza box to the bed. "How about this time," Bayonetta intimately touched his hands "You fuck me in the ass while I eat."

Ian's eyes lit up and lubbed up Bayonetta's hole while she opened her pizza box and licked her lips at its contents. Ian slipped in and Bayonetta moaned at the tight feeling entering her ass. He was so big! Ian's hands gropped her cheeks as he thrusted, pounding that ass. Bayonetta ate the pizza with both hands, a slice in each hand. She was in a hedonistic paradise with her holes being filled at both ends. She felt like a pig at a trough getting porked by a stud. The eight slices disappeared quickly and Ian blew his load up Bayonetta's fat ass.

After he pulled out Ian passed out, completely over sexed. Bayonetta burped, her belly full of pizza. Scott brushed the sleeping Ian's hair. "Merry Christmas my friend, you deserve the best."

He headed back to his dorm where he activated his log. "It is now Christmas Day and I shall commence the third test to turn back to my real self."

Ian put the gun to his head….and nothing happened.

"What? No! Oh God No!”

The End.