Dreaded Holiday Tunes

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It wasn’t even December yet and Ezra was starting to get tired of hearing Christmas songs, letting out an audible sigh as the holiday tunes suffocated other songs. This would be inconsequential if it weren’t for the fact that Ezra didn’t know that his manager was near him and noticed his uncheerful attitude.

“Hey! Keep it up! Got to have that Christmas spirit for the customers!” Amanda, the manager, told the young man. He was annoyed that he was called out for simply sighing, not to mention how soulless and corporate the lady sounded, eliciting a rather grumpy response from him. “Amanda, it’s not even December”, he said in a very boring tone.

The manager wasn’t liking his attitude, she wanted him to be bubbly and energetic while doing these mundane everyday tasks at the store. “C’mon Ezra, we have to welcome the holiday season with open arms!”. A brief pause would occur before an idea popped into her head. “I might have something to make you a very motivated employee. You can continue sorting out these shelves or you could try out doing something more exotic for a higher pay if you’d like”.

Was she talking about a promotion? Ezra thought this was weird, he just acted the opposite way of how the manager wanted and yet he’s being offered a higher paycheck? Out of absolutely nowhere? Strange, but if true, he wanted to give it a shot and see what she wanted him to do.

Upon agreeing, he was led to Amanda’s office and sat down right in front of her. “Oh, shoot. I forgot something! I’ll be back”. The weird lady left the room in a rush, Ezra still being confused as to what this whole thing was about. He was about to find out in the worst way possible.

Almost immediately after the door was shut, a red gas began emerging from the room’s corners. “Hey! Are you trying to fucking kill me?! I’ve had enough of you, bitch!” yelled Ezra from within the room, finally snapping due to the annoying manager, yet not having any way to make her pay. With rage, he attempted to knock down the door, trying to escape what he thought was his doom.

The metallic door resisted every hit it took, the dark-skinned man not being able to make a single dent on it. He quickly became tired from this, and the gas would begin to engulf his form, thinking this was the end of the road for him, but Amanda had different plans in mind.

The lady would smile as she heard through a camera and speaker that her victim was beginning to inhale the unknown chemicals. “Don’t worry, Ezra, you’ll become the face of this locale in just a few moments~” she said before giggling. The room began to clear itself, but it was too late for Ezra who was now on the floor, greatly weakened.

The man could only crawl as his stature and build began to shrink in almost every possible aspect. He was well awake during the transformation, although perhaps that was more of a curse than a blessing as he would get to see himself go from 6’0” in height to only 5’3”. Ezra noticed this shift, fear overtaking anger as he had no clue what he was being subjected to.

“Let me out! Let me out!”. He pleaded but it was completely useless. He thought that things couldn’t get any worse, yet his hands would start shaking as he saw their large and decently hairy selves become incredibly small, smooth and worst of all, feminine. They look like a woman’s hands, the most obvious detail pointing towards this would be his nails being much longer and very glossy, almost as if he just painted them a few minutes ago.

He couldn’t stop viewing those very unfamiliar hands, being so hooked on them that he didn’t realize when his arms would follow suit. His upper limbs would become just as smooth and hairless, their volume greatly decreasing as a ton of fat and muscle began distributing elsewhere.

At first, Ezra assumed his muscles were disappearing into thin air, but his eyes shot wide open as he began feeling something hanging from his chest. “W-What the fuck?!”. He immediately pulled up his shirt to see that his masculine chest had lost some of its texture, now looking a lot softer and rounder. Not only that, he swore his nipples were also larger, and even if that was just his mind playing tricks on him, they were most definitely more sensitive.

He tried to fight the idea of them being breasts, finding it completely absurd that a man could possess such womanly bits, yet everything was pointing towards not just his chest becoming home to a pair of tits, but also Ezra as a whole becoming a woman. He took deep breaths to try and calm himself down, the small B-cups hanging further down and weighing more as they grew in size, all thanks to the mass accumulating on them. His waist and shoulders became very narrow while his abdomen lost more muscle.

“Please! Let me out! I’m sorry! I’ll do a better job!”. Ezra screamed once more, this time, his voice sounded like it was a few notes higher in pitch. That was embarrassing, and worst of all, it didn’t do anything to help him escape this strange demise.

While more fat was redirected, it seemed like the missing hair on his body made a comeback. Beautiful silky black hair decorated Ezra’s face which had been greatly feminized as well, making it even harder to make anyone think he was a man.

Not only did he look female, but he also looked like a gorgeous lady. From his plump cherry red lips, long wavy hair and big D-cup boobs, anyone would mistake him for a ‘her’. The only area where he was lacking was his bottom-half and he still had a penis. Any hope of his manhood surviving this transformation would be thrown out of the window once his upper-half was essentially fully transformed.

A sudden growth spurt in his boobs would put the icing on the cake, ending up with a large and bouncy pair of H-cups, feeling like literal melons attached to her chest. The dark-skinned lad would not catch a break, as immediately after, his thighs and ass began ballooning up in size. By this point, he hated the fact that he looked like a woman, the anger crawling back up as the only thing that kept him from actually becoming such, his cock, would begin to be pulled into his crotch.

What remained of his, or rather her, masculinity was essentially nothing. Her meaty thighs and wide hips could easily fool anyone into thinking she had experience in giving birth. Her buttocks were becoming just as large and jiggly as her breasts. It was going to be hard to keep her dump-truck of an ass contained within her pants, but at least she wouldn’t have to ever worry about her manhood, as she would no longer have one. A tight pussy was in its place instead, which also means that she’s officially a girl.

Upon getting up, Ezra would inspect her new feminine form, being amazed for all the wrong reasons. This whole thing was impressive if it was for show, although it would be a million times better if she wasn’t the test subject for whatever the hell this was.

After a few minutes, the manager stormed into the room, seeing a beautiful lady instead of a disgruntled male employee. “Oh, how lovely~ How are you feeling, Ezra? You’re going to need a new name to go with that feminine body of yours” Amanda teased the former man. “Not great! Maybe it would’ve been better if you didn’t force me to change my sex!”. “I agree, however, you weren’t going to accept the new position if I told you this was a part of it”. “New position?...”.

Minutes passed, anger subsided within Emma, formerly Ezra, and after a lot of discussion, she would end up taking the new position Amanda was talking about. A whole month later, there she was, at the store, but no longer doing boring chores inside of it. Emma was now responsible for giving customers a very warm welcome, something which many straight men and lesbian women took quite literally as they got turned on by her skimpy Santa suit that showed off her flat tummy, juicy thighs and fat tits.

She sort of hated this, acting like a slut was much easier than lifting a ton of heavy boxes, paid almost three times as much and sort of loved the attention she got from being a lewd lady. Of course, her appearance drove in many more customers and many more sales, with Amanda not regretting a single thing about her weird plan and its execution. As for Emma, she might end up asking if she could keep welcoming customers… because she got a ton of money from it, of course; it’s not like she was starting to get phone numbers from hot men and women to hook up with after her shift was done or anything like that...