Christmas miracle

“How could she do this to me…” Rob grumbles with his face in his hands as you sit awkwardly besides him trying to comfort him. Typically, your Christmas eve consists of games, drinking and playful banter but this year is definitely not one of them. Patting his back, you hear him sob a few times as he checks his phone, hoping to see a text but nothing appears on the screen. “Why would she dump me… before Christmas” he wails, angrily throwing the phone away and narrowly missing the bottle of beer you left on the coffee table.

“Don’t worry… you’ll find someone sexier and more loyal than her…” you say for the fourth time, hoping that he’ll break out of the depressive state. Although Rob’s ex-girlfriend was hot, she was manipulative and toxic to him and you lowkey hoped that the relationship would end for Rob’s benefit. You’ve clearly misjudged his love for her after hearing his crying over the phone two days ago, so you’ve decided to spend the festive season accompanying your heartbroken friend. “Maybe a drink will help…” you say, handing him a shot of vodka as he begrudgingly empties it down his throat and burps loudly. Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Rob mutters to you that he’ll head to bed as you glance at the clock to see it an hour away from midnight. Bidding farewell, you continue watching television on his couch as he stumbles into his bedroom before falling into a deep sleep.

Sighing to yourself, you flick through the channels as the as the lazily decorated Christmas tree flashes behind you, marking a fulfilled wish. Lying on the couch, you start to feel mildly uncomfortable as beads of sweat forms on your forehead and you start to overheat. “Am I sick?” you mutter to yourself, taking off your jacket but its not enough as you hesitantly pull off your pants and shirt to feel a cool breeze along your bare skin. Feeling a little nauseous, you clutch your throbbing head, not noticing your jaw softening in your palms as your cheekbones pop higher to form a rounder and feminine complexion. Your eyebrows thin and eyelashes flutter longer while your nose narrows into a cute button. “Fuck… must’ve been the snacks” you grunt, holding in a burp as your belly flattens and becomes toned. Letting out a belch, your waist sucks in to form an hour-glass figure, forcing your diaphragm smaller as you absentmindedly rub your stomach.

Bored of the television, you stand up to clear the couch for the night but a strong wave of vertigo hits you, causing you to stumble forward. Assuming that you’ve just drunk too much, you try to sit back down as your vision doubles and blurs. “Ah shit…” you groan, blinking away the cloudy eyesight as your eyes widen and become slightly slanted into a seductive foxy complexion while your irises turn crimson. Oblivious to the changes, you shake your head to recover, feeling your scalp itching as your hair becomes denser and heavier; letting out a small gasp of shock, you notice your hair growing down to your lower back, turning jet black and silky smooth. “What the fuck is happening…” you mutter in disbelief, tucking your long hair out of your eyes as you rush to a mirror.

Your jaw drops in surprise as you see a sexy girl’s face staring back at you; taking a few seconds to process reality, you quickly realize that you look like Rob’s ex-girlfriend with a few changes primarily changing your ethnicity. “Alyssa?! H-how…” you splutter, hearing your voice cracking higher into an alluring and feminine tone matching Alyssa’s voice with a slight Japanese accent. Upon closer inspection, you notice that you have most of her facial features, but your hair is now black and your eyes have a more Asian complexion, making you look interracial. “I… I sound like her!” you gasp, covering your mouth as your lips plump into wide pillowy cocksleeves coated in pink lipstick. Confused to see a version of Alyssa’s face replacing your own, you touch your doll-like face and flinch as your fingers start to spasm.

“Ahhhh fuuuck…” you groan, hearing a cute feminine voice escaping from your lips as you try to control your contorting hands. Squeezing your trembling hands together, you squeal loudly after seeing your fingers slimming down into dainty digits with Alyssa’s iconic long glossy red nails. “N-no I don’t wanna be her…” you gasp, feeling your wrists thin and your biceps fizzle away into slender feminine arms. Raising your dainty hands to your face, you feel your soft palms pressing against all the make-up coating your face. “Rob! Hel---aaccckkk” you choke, hearing your broad shoulders crunch inwards to form a smaller frame while your raised collarbones accent the slender neck devoid of an Adams apple. Beginning to panic, you start to make your way to his bedroom but your knees give way, sending you crashing to the carpeted floor.

“Owww…” you pout, rubbing a bruise as your hands pauses on your toned belly, “When did I…” you mutter in confusion as your hips momentarily dislocates, exploding outwards to child-bearing proportions. Fighting back tears of pain, you hesitantly trace your feminine fingers along your fattening sides still growing wider with soft flesh until your underwear finally snaps loose, freeing your cock. “Ahnnnn… it’s growwwingggg…” you pant, squeezing your ballooning ass cheeks filling with fat as your fingers sink into them. Feeling the pressure building in your ass, you let out a strained groan as they finally swell into jiggling round peachy ass cheeks begging to be spread apart. “Fuck…. Fucckkk…” you groan, looking back to see your protruding ass shake from the slightest movement. To your horror, the excess fat from your ass starts to flow into your thighs, causing them to rapidly thicken and become overly sensitive. “Mmmph… my balls…” you pant, feeling the soft inner-thighs fill with fat and sandwich them in between, causing your dick to instantly harden from the sensations. The changes continue down, causing your pillowy thighs to jiggle as your calves shrink and your feet to crack down a few sizes with matching pedicured nails extending from your petite toes.

“Rob! R-Rob!” you scream, hearing your seductive Asian voice echo down the small apartment hallway only to hear him snore loudly from his closed bedroom. Catching your breath, you finally stand back up as your spine loudly pops multiple times, forcing you to thrust your chest and ass out as it becomes permanently curvier. “I don’t want to be… Alyssa…” you groan, feeling a shiver run down your spine and looking down to see all your bodily hair dropping off and leaving your skin smooth with a creamy oriental hue reflective of your new heritage. Slumping against the wall, you whimper softly as your head throbs again, causing your thoughts to become hazy and confusing. Memories of meeting Rob and going on multiple dates starts to invade your mind as dirtier thoughts mixes in too. Remembering the taste of his lips and strong masculine smell makes your heartbeat faster and your mouth to water as you desperately try to shake these new memories away.

“I… I’m not his girlfriend…” you repeat to yourself as you make your way back to the couch in hopes of finding your phone and contacting for help. “I’m a ma---- kyaahhh…” you squeal in a cutesy voice as you pick up your phone, feeling your nipples harden from the chilly living room. Fearing for the worst, you hesitantly look down to see your nipples already a few shades darker than before with wide puffy areolas surrounding them. “Boobs?! Fuuuccck…” you groan, feeling your chest pulsate with activity as the flesh becomes tender before rippling outwards with fat. Stifling a moan, you bite your plump bottom lip as your tits push out into budding A-cups. Mouth agape in ecstasy, you feel your skin stretch as your breasts swell into modest C-cups identical to Alyssa’s bust but your body says otherwise. “W-what?! Oh God…” you pant heavily, as your tits continue to fill with fat until soft F-cups hang down like teardrops on your petite feminine body. Realizing that your body is altering to match Rob’s ideal girlfriend, you regret introducing him to big breasted Japanese models years ago. “Fuck… they’re so heavy…” you groan, cupping your hefty breasts in each hand, feeling the weight and softness as your fingers sink into the soft flesh. Arching your curved spine further, you can finally support the massive tits without using your hands as your deep cleavage jiggles from under your chin. Glancing at the mirror to see an extremely curvaceous Asian version of Alyssa looking back, you start to feel incredibly horny.

“Fuck… I can’t jack off to mysel--- her body…” you splutter in disgust but the urge to relieve yourself becomes almost unbearable. Closing your eyes, you try not to ogle at yourself and clear your mind but the thought of Rob constantly surfaces. “N-no… not him…” you shout in frustration, but your heart beats faster and you start to blush bright red. Wrapping your dainty feminine hands around your cock, you wince at the size in your grip as you remember Rob’s dick to be just as girthy. “What the…” you mutter but it’s too late as pre-cum starts to trickle down from the slightest pressure. Too aroused to care, you start to rub your hands along your shaft until a torrent of cum sprays out of your dick and splatters all over the coffee table. “Ahhnnn… so good…” you moan loudly, as your balls are pumped dry and the stench of cum becomes almost addictive. Shrunken and withered, you balls quickly slurps into your crotch and reforms into fertile ovaries pumping estrogen throughout your body. Unable to stop yourself from all the orgasmic sensations, your hands continue to squeeze your cock until it becomes flaccid and rapidly inverts into your body shifting your organs around. “Mmppphh… oh yeeess…” you pant, rubbing your manicured fingers along a tight puffy slit on your crotch as juices leak out of it. Too horny to care, you push multiple fingers into your pink pussy, feeling the folds spreading apart as your vaginal muscles clench onto them instinctively.

“Oh fuccckk… I’m so wet…” you slur, seeing strings of juices dripping from your fingers as you pull them out. Recovering from multiple orgasms, you try to gather your racing thoughts as the sensations coursing through your body feel increasingly normal; you remember getting unbearably horny at the thought of your boyfriend and all the things he does to you in bed. Memories of growing up with interracial parents whisk by as you remember meeting Rob after one of the classes at university before starting your lust filled relationship. “Baaaabeeee” you coo from the couch, hearing a bedroom door click open as Rob sleepily walks out.

“What? Alyssa?!” Rob gasps in shock, mistaken by your seductive voice. Rushing into the living room, his jaw drops open in surprise to see you sitting naked on the couch with your F-cup breasts hanging out and your pussy glistening with juices. Giving him an alluring wink, you see him staring at you in confusion as he tries to comprehend the situation.

“No silly!” you giggle, brushing strands of hair out of your eyes, “I’m Jessica… your girlfriend”. Before he manages to reply, you walk up to him with wide swaying hips and playfully push him onto the carpeted floor hearing him grunt. “I won’t leave you like the others… since I love you so much” you whisper into his ear with a Japanese accent as you lean onto him with your breasts pressed against his chest. Noticing his throbbing boner already pressing against his pyjamas, you easily pull it out and start rubbing it with your hand. “Time for a little Christmas miracle!” you giggle, straddling his hips and guiding his cock towards your aching pussy. Without hesitation, you impale yourself onto his dick, feeling the shaft effortlessly slide into your lubricated pussy and ram against your womb. Sucking in a sharp breath, you feel his cock rubbing against your trembling clitoris as you start to bounce on his dick with your hips swaying wildly. “Fill me up!” you scream between breaths, noticing your breasts bouncing hypnotically in synchronization with every thrust.

Clenching your vaginal muscles against his cock, you feel him shudder as a wave of hot cum explodes into your pussy. Moaning softly, you feel his dick slide out of your pussy as your body starts to convulse. “Oh yeeesss…” you moan, feeling your belly inflate and tense as your body absorbs all the cum; within seconds, a seven-month old baby bump forms in your stomach as you struggle to find your new center of balance. Rob stares at you in disbelief as your F-cup tits start to sag lower and fill with warm milk until it sits comfortably on top of your pregnant belly. “I know you always wished for a child with me” you giggle, feeling your nipples dampen with milk as you spread your pussy lips apart hoping for more on such a festive night.