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Christmas had arrived, the jolly day bringing great happiness all around the globe. Many people gathered around their decorative trees to unveil the gifts that Santa Claus and Ms. Claus had brought them and enjoyed the time with their loved ones. Well, at least that’s how it was going for those on the Claus’ nice list. For those on the naughty list, their day wasn’t as bright, receiving a dusty sack of coal rather than an awesome gift.
Although the individuals on the naughty list were annoyed that they didn’t get anything, they should’ve been grateful that they didn’t receive a punishment like Colin did the prior night. This man was nothing short of despicable, having relatively good behavior with his male friends, something that couldn’t be said about his female ones, or rather, lack thereof.
Colin always asked himself why wouldn’t a cute girl want to date him? He was physically very attractive, having a decent fit and tall build, but his personality was repulsive. He treated women like nothing but objects for his sexual pleasure, firmly believing that the only purpose women had in society was to give birth and do chores around the house. Some women have tried to change these horrible views of his, including his own mother, but he didn’t budge, yet still dared to ask this ridiculous question.
On the night of the 24th of December, the Claus’ were working hard to deliver wonderful gifts for those who were nice and coal to those who were naughty. Ms. Claus had visited Colin, and despite the huge naughty list, she recognized him for how gross of a man he was. All he did this year was get worse than ever, a recent incident causing fear amongst a poor lady who was touched by this man without any kind of consent.
The old lady in red was reasonably pissed at him, watching him sleep as if he did no wrong. She could leave the sack of coal there and be done with this, but it didn't feel like a real punishment, a bag of coal wasn’t going to change his dangerous and creepy behavior, she had to do more to protect other women from this monster.
With a couple of items and some Christmas magic, Ms. Claus created a choker with a small bell on it, wrapping it around Colin’s neck before leaving and continuing her gift giving mission. The perverted man woke up shortly after and noticed the choker. He was annoyed at this and tried to get rid of it, but he couldn’t.
Without him realizing, his body, mostly covered by his blanket, would begin to slim down and shrink in various ways. Something very obvious that he failed to notice as he aggressively tried to remove the choker was his decreasing height. It wasn’t even a small change either, as almost an entire foot of height was removed from his frame.
Colin was growing more and more tired, and the choker was not budging at all. The transformation didn’t do any favors for him, as his large and strong arms began shrinking down, quickly becoming petite and weak. His grip would worsen too, his hands got smaller too, although he could perhaps make use of the long and sharp nails he now possessed.
Before attempting anything, he would begin noticing some of these oddities, mainly due to his bright blue hair cascading down his face slightly. Upon turning around, he saw that the hairy mess was even worse on the back as strands of hair would reach further down, lying on the bed. He would review some of the prior changes, noticing how much smaller he had become in these past few minutes.
While he checked his feminizing body, his face would begin to reshape. Cheeks became fuller, lips would plump up considerably, jawline softened, nose shrunk and last but not least, his blue eyes would become even prettier, growing larger in size while longer eyelashes and some eyeliner decorating them further. All of this quickly gave the rather masculine guy a very feminine appearance.
His anger and annoyance would materialize into fear, his strong personality starting to crack, being confused as to what was going on and why. Colin guessed that it was something related to the choker, still having no clue what the bell on it was for aside from making him look ridiculous. The answer to ‘what’ would soon be presented to him.
Colin let out an embarrassingly feminine moan as his cock and balls suddenly gained a sharp and intense pain. From the feeling alone, he thought his manhood was about to be cut off or ripped from his body. Although that exactly wouldn’t happen, he was right about losing his male genitalia. Another moan escaped his kissable lips, this time sounding a lot more like a woman rather than a feminine man, as his genitals were intensely pulled into his body, causing a painful yet strangely pleasurable sensation all around that area.
After the worst of the pain had faded away, he quickly threw away the blanket to confirm if the worst thing possible had happened. Woman-like screams and cries could be heard as the now female Colin grieved the loss of his manhood. What she now had was a clitoris and tight pussy, the latter’s liquids being on the bed sheets.
The former man couldn’t even focus on the fact that his legs were also incredibly slim and completely hairless, or how his hips began widening, being way too concerned with the lack of a penis. That body part is what made her a man, and now, it’s gone. The pervert sobbed as her transformation only continued to do its thing.
After lots of shrinking, some parts of her body began heating up, then developing an aching feeling, at least not being as bad as when she lost her dick. Rather than it being sudden, a pair of breasts would slowly but surely develop, growing larger thanks to fat, but that wasn’t all, there was something else contributing to the growth of her boobs.
While her chest slowly expanded forwards, her buttocks would get straight to the point. Colin felt as if her cheeks were a pair of inflating water balloons, initially thinking it was precisely that, but it wasn’t, it was just her fat jiggly ass. The increased width of the hips would help her obtain a rather curvaceous form, the thickening of her thighs being the icing on the delicious cake that was her bottom-half of her body.
While all the soft squishiness settled down there, her tits continued to grow at a steady pace. Colin absolutely hated that she now had boobs, that’s a ‘woman’s thing’, she thought to herself. You’d think that growing a pair of natural D-cups would make her sympathetic to women who are naturally busty and don’t want to be bothered because of it, yet her sexist nature wouldn’t disappear yet, beginning to degrade herself just because she’s now the ‘inferior sex’.
Ms. Claus knew that changing Colin’s mind was going to be difficult, that’s why the choker did more than just transform her into a curvaceous lady. As her knockers continued to grow, she could feel them get fuller and fuller, but with what? The answer arrived as she saw her giant perky nipples begin leaking milk. Although incredibly ashamed of doing so, she began squeezing them to relieve some of the pain, the warm liquid spraying all over her sheets as she moaned uncontrollably.
Her milking would be interrupted as a strong pain concentrated on her head; a pair of horns had grown out of his skull. This didn’t make any sense! What was going on? With the choker, horns and milkable udders, it was quite obvious what she had become, yet she would only realize this once cow printed pieces of attire hugged her sexy form. She was a cow girl.
Being a woman was already a nightmare for her, but being part cow? That’s beyond wrong, she thought to herself. Aside from saying goodbye to her masculine body, she would also need to say goodbye to her comfortable bed and her apartment room as a whole, as the magic transformed the environment.
Colin could only cry as her tits continued to leak, now being trapped in a pen with a hay floor. She was certain this was a fate worse than death. Even after all that emotional pain, she would be woken up next morning by the farm owner, not having time to react to anything as he began squeezing her udders tightly, loud moans filled the barn she found herself in as her brain turned into mush thanks to all the overwhelming emotions she was feeling, from shame, anger, sadness, pleasure and more.
She wanted this to stop, she wanted to return to being a man. Was this how women felt whenever she touched them without permission? If so, she would’ve never done any of it in the first place, she was sorry, but it was too late. She was now nothing more than a walking milking and breeding machine. Maybe if she was nice enough throughout the next 365 days, maybe Ms. Claus will consider reverting these changes… maybe.
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