Christmas Miracle - TG
Tags: Inanimate, Caption, Forced, Gender bend, Feminization, Christmas, MTF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Christmas Miracle - TGThe adult only Christmas party was exactly the kind of chaotic fun that Harper needed after a…
The adult only Christmas party was exactly the kind of chaotic fun that Harper needed after a year of boring office work and failed dating attempts. The outside area was packed with people in their twenties and thirties, all drinking and dancing under blighting lights while a DJ pumped holiday remixes through speakers that made the floor vibrate. Harper was three drinks deep into a gingerbread white russian that tasted like liquid christmas cookies when his friend Marcus pushed through the crowd to find him. "Yo Harper!" Marcus grabbed his shoulder with tipsy enthusiasm. "I heard there is going to be a sexy slutty Santa Claus giving out spicy gifts to everyone! We gotta get in on that action!" Harper laughed and raised his glass in agreement. "Hell yeah, we do. Lead the way." They spent the next hour lounging around the venue, dancing with random strangers, and speculating about what kind of gifts a slutty Santa might be handing out. The energy in the room was electric with anticipation, everyone talking about the promised entertainment while the drinks kept flowing and the music kept pounding. Then the DJ's voice cut through the noise with an announcement that made the whole crowd groan. "Everyone, I got some sad news for you all! Our special sexy Santa is stuck in a massive traffic jam and she is not going to make it tonight!" Boos and disappointed shouts filled the area. Harper felt his own mood deflate because he had genuinely been looking forward to seeing some hot blonde in a revealing costume. This was supposed to be the highlight of the party. But the DJ was not finished. "Hold on, hold on! Tonight is the night of wonder, right? I have always believed in Christmas miracles! So, everyone, close your eyes and wish really hard for our sexy Santa to appear! Come on, all together now!" It was cheesy as hell, but the drunk crowd went along with it, closing their eyes and concentrating like children trying to summon Santa down the chimney. Harper closed his own eyes and pictured exactly what he wanted to see: a gorgeous blonde with huge tits squeezed into a tiny red costume, curves for days, the kind of woman who would make every guy in the room lose their minds. He did not notice the golden sparkles beginning to rise from the crowd around him. Tiny sparks of light lifted from each person who was wishing for the same thing, hundreds of glowing motes drifting through the air like reverse snowflakes, and every single one of them converged on Harper. They swirled around him in a spiral that nobody could see because everyone's eyes were closed, and then they began to sink into his body. The first thing Harper noticed was that his hair felt strange. It was moving, shifting, growing longer and heavier against his shoulders in a way that made no sense. He reached up to touch it and found silky strands cascading past his collarbone, where there had been nothing but a short cut before. 'What the fuck?' Then the heat started. His whole body was warming up from the inside out, like someone had turned on a furnace in his chest and his clothes felt too tight and too heavy against skin that was becoming increasingly sensitive. He thought maybe he had drunk too much, or maybe he was having some kind of allergic reaction, but then he felt his crotch pulse with a heat that was definitely not normal. 'Am I getting hard right now? What the hell?' He pressed his hand against the front of his jeans to hide any embarrassing bulge and felt something that made his blood run cold. The bulge was too small. Way too small and it was getting smaller with every heartbeat, shrinking and flattening and rearranging itself into something that did not belong on his body. 'No, no, no, no, no, this cannot be happening!!!' His chest swelled outward, pressure building behind his nipples as flesh expanded and grew. His jacket tightened across his front, buttons straining and he could feel the weight of breasts forming on his chest like someone was inflating balloons under his skin. His hips widened with a grinding sensation that he felt in his bones, his ass filling out and pushing against the backside of his jeans, his thighs thickening and pressing together in ways that made walking feel completely different. 'Oh god oh god oh god!' His jeans were making ripping sounds now, the seams unable to contain his new curves, and his jacket was doing something even stranger. The fabric was shifting and flowing across his skin, changing color and texture, becoming something that felt like latex or leather clinging to every inch of his transformed body. He felt the material settle into place around his swelling breasts, pushing them up and together into a cleavage he could see without looking down. Then he decided to peek. His body was feminine. Completely, undeniably feminine. Huge tits straining against a red latex bodysuit with white fur trim. Wide hips and very thick thighs. A flat, smooth crotch where his dick used to be. His hands looked delicate a
