“This is so cool,” Rosemary smiled. She had been reluctant to take Santa’s place when he showed up at her house, but when her mother pointed out that it would be the end of Christmas if there was no Santa, Rosemary felt compelled to accept the position. A contract appeared out of thin air for her to sign, and after reading it over, she was glad to do so. Now she was able to pick what main feature would change into Santa’s each day over her two eek transformation, other would change slightly too, but she had the control for the most part, and today she chose her gut. It had expanded and grown right in front of her from her thin and trim six pack abs to a giant bowl of jelly for a belly. “So cool,” she said again as she bounced it around in her hands.
Rosemary had wanted to try for the penis she so desperately wanted, but though a different change, a big one but not as big as suddenly having a penis, was the way to go. So she sat there with a huge chubby belly sticking out from under her red cowled sleeveless shirt, and forcing the front of her black capris to roll down. She giggled at the sight of her new gray treasure trail working its way up to her belly button. “Well sweetie,” her mother began putting her arm around her daughter’s shoulder, “you always said you wish you had been born a boy, now you’re getting your wish!”
“I know, but its as an old man, and I’m gonna have to deal with, uhg, kids,” Rosemary grimaced.
“But you’ll be practically immortal sweetie,” her mother kissed her on the cheek, “so who cares about some punk kids once a year?”
“You’re right mom,” rosemary acquiesced, “besides, look at this belly! You know what I need to do? Fill it with cookies and milk!”
“Now you’re sounding like Santa sweetie,” her mother encouraged, as she took out over a dozen chocolate chip cookies for her daughter to eat. Rosemary took out a gallon of milk from the refrigerator. “So did you text Cecile yet, about your new, um job?”
“Yeah, well sorta, I texted her to come over. This belly really needs to be seen to be believed,” Rosemary winked as she downed the last of the milk, and polished off the final cookie. Just as she did so the doorbell rung, “That’s probably her now. Oh! Tell her to come up to my room, I’ll wait there to surprise her!” Her mother nodded in agreement as Rosemary ascended the stairs, finding it not as easy with her newfound belly girth and weight. Soon there was a knock at the door, and Rosemary could barely contain herself as she said, “Come in!”
Cecile entered and her jaw dropped as she spied her friend sitting on her bed, her big fat gut filling her lap, “Oh my God!”
“Surprise!” Rosemary waited for Cecile to get over her initial shock, before explaining to her what happened.
“So are you going to go to school like that?” Cecile asked as she gingerly touched the wobbling gut in front of her.
Rosemary straightened up very proud of herself and smiled, “Of course. Let everyone beware! There’s a new Santa out there, and she loves herself some porn!”
“Get even when they make fun of you, I gotcha,” Cecile winked.
“Maybe,’ Rosemary said coyly.
“So what’s the next thing you’re gonna change?” Cecile asked, finishing rubbing Rosemary’s big belly.
“I think I’m going to grow, um, a penis.”
“What?”
“A penis. Or a beard. But maybe a penis.”
“Are you, are you going to do like we always talked about then?” Cecile asked nervously.
“You mean the two of us have sex? Maybe,” Rosemary said shyly. “I don’t know.”
“We always joked and dreamed,” Cecile began before trailing off.
“I know, I’ll just decide tomorrow, either way you’ll know when I come into school!”
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