[Draft] Christmas Wish Gone....Right? (Cinder Fall TG)

“Oh, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas," came the song. “Everywhere you gooooo...,” It certainly fits the scene, Brent thought to himself absently. I’ve never seen a place so decked out.

What Brent was referring to was the house that he and his friend Kyle were sitting in together, currently sipping on warm cocoa. It was Kyle’s Uncle’s House, and when said uncle had invited Kyle over for Christmas, he ended up being his friend Brent along so they could enjoy the holiday cheer together. His uncle always went w little overboard, as shown by what seemed to be miles of line rope, tall Christmas trees, and hundreds of cherry bright lights in the yard that flowed underneath the thick white snow. Yes, it was truly the Christmas season, the perfect Christmas Eve.

“Hey fellas, I’m gonna be heading out here to go help out the Brown’s," a voice said suddenly, jolting both Kyle and Brent out of their Christmas induced reverie. “They’re at the farm next over, and they gotta sick horse. I’ll be back tomorrow morning- oh, and there’s plenty of food in the fridge!” the uncle, for that’s who it was, called behind him as he stepped out the door. “Merry Christmas!”

“Uh, Merry Christmas!," the two boys responded disjointedly. Kyle’s uncle tended to rush through things sometimes. Brent blinked, before shifting under his blanket to move closer to the hearth, the warm fire keeping both him and his friend cozy in the frigid weather. “Thanks again for having me, anyway,” Brent tossed out. “Sure, is nice to not be alone for the holidays!”

“Yeah might be heading back home to be with the family for Christmas Day, but I wouldn’t want to be alone on Christmas Eve either,” Kyle remarked as he scratched the back of his head. His short black hair, feeling like a shag carpet. He had always went home for Christmas to spend time with his family, no matter how busy he was. Christmas time was a special time of the year after all where family and friends get together and spend time with each other. The presents were a nice bonus. A large brown and black Germen shepherd came up and placed his head on his lap. “Good girl Marley. So you think you can last long enough away from the fire to help set up the TV? We made a list of anime to watch and games to play after all. Would be a shame if we didn’t do that.”

Brent grinned. “Yeah! I can handle a little cold for that!”. He sprang up from the hearth, shedding his blanket behind him, and went over to the TV. He turned it on and began scrolling through the streaming services, humming jingle bells happily to himself. “So, what’re you thinking? Maybe that new Slime show everyone seems to like? Or a classic, like hunter x hunter or something?”.

“I haven’t seen a lick of that slime show, but I heard its good. Sure,” Kyle answered. He stood up, as Brent did as well. The two made their way to Kyle’s bags, Marley following right behind them. Kyle couldn’t help but chuckle. Marley looked like she was ready to rip off a man’s arm with little. For such a big dog, she was such a scardey cat. Last time he was here watching her she followed him around wherever he went. She didn’t want to be alone at all and if she couldn’t enter the room then she would simply sit right next to it until he came out.

They grabbed the Persona 5 bag that Kyle had used to store his Play station and games and took them out. They placed the contents by the tv as they hooked up the wires to the game system and into the wall. When they were finished setting it up they sat back down on the couch.

Pressing play, Brent leaned back into the soft red couch, enjoying the warmth. As the opening to the show began to play, he turned to Kyle. “So, awful lucky of us to get a white Christmas, huh?”. Kyle nodded. “Yep. Good thick snow! Should stay for a while, too, temperature should be below freezing for the next week at least”.

The conversation puttered our as the two watched the show, laughing at the ridiculous antics of the Slime main character. By the time the third episode had passed, though, Brent was starting to get a bit hungry. Pausing the show, he turned again to his friend. “Hey, wanna get some food?," he suggested. Kyle shrugged. “Sure, I could eat”.

“Do you want to order some take out, or do you just want to grab something in the fridge to eat?” Kyle asked. “My uncle did say that there was food in the fridge.”

“Might as well just grab something from the fridge,” Brent answered. “He did tell us it was okay to eat whatever we want in the fridge after all and no reason to waste some cash.

“Alright then, let’s see what we got to eat then,” Kyle said as he opened the fridge, right as his stomach growled.

He found the fridge was indeed stuffed with food. There was so much food in here that his mouth water at the sight of it all. He immediately noticed the smoked ham inside, mashed potatoes and gravy, and a corn casserole. No doubt they were leftovers from his party last week, but that meant little to him. As long as the food was good he would eat it. There was milk orange juice, and various soda and beers off to the side. There were plenty of cold cuts and toppings like mayo, ketchup, and his personally made jalapeño jelly if they wanted to have sandwiches.

“Woaaaah, that looks amazing!” Brent cried as he pulled out some of the leftovers. “This is perfect, totally Christmas good!” He hummed happily as he began to take from the cache of delicious leftovers, plating the ham and potatoes to heat up in the microwave. Kyle just smiled at his friends excitement, before joining him with his own plate. Before long, they were both back on the couch, happily devouring the warm hearty food.

“So, what do you wish you could get for Christmas?” Brent asked Kyle, their meals nearly done. “Like, say, you could have anything in the whole world, like a million dollars or a plane. What would you want?” He took another piece of ham and chewed on it as Kyle tapped his chin, thinking.

“What would I wish for,” Kyle muttered. After a moment he sighed, “I think I would go with a billion dollars or something like that. That way I would get through the rest of my life pretty easily. Wouldn’t have to worry about bills or college payments. Would want a job to probably kill some time and relax more. Or maybe wish that I had superpowers. I mean it would be pretty cool to have a Stand from Jojo or RWBY powers or something like that, maybe wish I was a protagonist in a adventure or something. Making one of my waifus real and in love with me would be amazing. I don’t know man to many ideas running through my head. What about you? You know what you would wish for?”

Brent leaned his head back, looking up at the ceiling. “Man, you’re such a nerd," he joked. “Still, though, if I could wish for anything? If have to say... probably a girlfriend”. He turned to face Kyle, grinning. “Like, a super hot one, and smart, and rich and all that stuff. That’d be awesome!”. He laughed. “Still, not to say I don’t mind spending Christmas with you! You’re no hot girlfriend, but hey, least I can watch anime and junk with ya!”. Kyle chuckled. “Not a bad wish," he replied. “Sure would be nice to have one, this time of year”.

“Can’t blame you for wanting a hot girlfriend, especially around this time of year. So many romantic stuff is set around this time of the year after all, and I do want a nice pretty girl myself,” Kyle laughed. “If we had girlfriends then they would probably like anime and video games to. Her being smart would be great an rich would just bee another good thing.”

“Yeah that sounds great. Me and her would be watching anime and playing video games, she would probably own my ass in fighting or shooters, or if we did RPG’s we would be talking over the character we make and the choices as well,” Brent sighed. “Man I really wish that I had smart, rich, and smoking hot girlfriend that loved me.”

Unknown to the two the star on Christmas tree began to sparkle for a moment before the light that it had faded and looked more like a silver star.

“Don’t worry man I’m sure you’ll meet someone like that one day. And someone a little sultry, really?” Kyle asked with a smirk.

“Don’t be like that, you would want one like that to,” Brent replied.

Kyle laughed. “Yeah, yeah, I know I would”. He twitched, scratching at his suddenly itchy leg. Brent grabbed the TV remote, putting his empty plate off to the side. “Anyway, good to press play?," he asked Kyle, who nodded. “Sure, go ahead”.

As the fourth episode began and the two laughed at the ridiculousness of the show, Kyle continued to absentmindedly scratch all over his body, which would get itches at random. He didn’t realize it, but his body hair was slowly fading away back into his body, leaving his skin utterly and completely smooth. It got softer and paler, as well, evening into a paler tone without blemishes or marks.

Kyle giggled at one of the jokes from the show, and didn’t see Brent giving him a weird look. “Did you just... ," he trailed off. Kyle turned away from the show. “Huh? Did I What?”. Brent shook his head. “Nothing, never mind," he dismissed Kyle, who shrugged and went back to watching the show.

Brent continued to watch Kyle for a few more moments. Has he gotten... shorter? Or skinnier? He rubbed his eyes. He didn’t feel tired, but maybe the heavy food was making him a bit sleepy? No matter. Deciding he was just imagining things, he joined Kyle in watching the show.

As they watched the show, weird sensations continued to hit his body. He shuffled in his seat on the couch, continuing to scratch at his body. He noticed He raised his hand and saw that it was free of any of the hair that lined his fingers and the scar that he had gained from a biking accident was gone as well. He raised the sleeve of his shirt up and saw that any hair that had lined his arm was completely gone now. That alone would have freaked him out, but his arm was now thinner looking, with smooth muscle that made his arm look more feminine. He looked at his other arm and saw that it looked just as womanly as his other arm.

He felt something tickle the back of his neck and blinked in shock. He was about to reach out to grab what it was but stopped when a large bang of hair blocked his eye.

“What the hell!” Kyle said and immediately stood up as he quickly turned his head and felt his now longer hair whack the side of his face.

Brent looked up in alarm. “Kyle!?”. He stood up as well, fumbling for the remote to pause the show, so only the soft Christmas music could be heard. “What on earth...!?," he gasped, looking over at his friend. His hair had lengthened all the way down past his shoulders, becoming dark and thick, and it looked like he’d lost over half a foot of height.

“Brent, are you seeing this!?," Kyle asked in a panic. “I mean, yeah! But what the hell is this!?," Brent demanded in response. Kyle shrugged helplessly as his waist began to collapse inwards, leaving him with a flat and toned stomach. He nearly collapsed as he felt his legs warp under him, calves becoming thin and feminine, thighs becoming softer and wider. His feet turned tiny and delicate, and he felt a cool sensation on his toes, as red nail polish appeared on the immaculate toenails, with a coat on his hands soon appearing to match.

“Kyle are you okay?” Brent asked as he grabbed his friend’s shoulders and held him steady. When Kyle looked back up, Brent saw that his once brown eyes were now a bright amber that looked like gemstones. Brent could hardly believe his eyes as he watched Kyle’s nose actually shrink before his eyes and become a cute little button nose. His lips started to blow up in size, as if the had been stung by multitude of bees. They stopped growing when they were large kissable lips. His cheekbones rise higher, his face looking more rounded and enhancing the rest of his now feminine attributes.

“Brent, what’s happening now?” Kyle questioned his voice cracking as his Adam’s apple began to shrink until it was nothing. He started coughing and when it passed he said, “Brent?”

His eyes widened at the sound of what had to be his own voice. Now there was a husky sensual tone to it that looked far more fitting to his new voice then his new one.

“Oh my god, I think your turning into a girl,” Brent said hesitantly, his mind adding that Kyle now looked like a beautiful girl that belonged on a fashion magazine or a cover of playboy.

Kyle gasped, sounding surprisingly sexy with his now much lower, huskier voice. Looking down and desperately feeling up and down his body, be paled. He could feel his trim waist and his hips beginning to widen as his butt pushed out, straining against his jeans.

“How... why! This can’t be possible!” Kyle almost shouted.

Brent gulped. “I... I have no idea," he whispered in horror. He stared as breasts began to emerge from his chest, and Kyle let out a sensual moan as he grasped at them, pressing against his new and sensitive nipples. Suddenly his mouth opened in horror, and he desperately grasped at his groin. “I... it’s gone!” he, now she, shrieked in terror. With a moan of despair, she collapsed back into the couch.

Brent stared down at the beautiful young woman that used to be his friend. He slowly sat down next to her. “Oh... oh my God. Kyle? Are you okay!? I mean, what the fuck just happened to you!?”

“I d-don’t know,” Kyle answered as she started to hyper ventilate, staring at her chest, which was now a large succulent D-cup. The clothes that were barely hanging onto her, hiding all her womanly glory began to tear off her, including her undergarments fell onto the ground and couch in a pile of shredded cloth, revealing her naked body to her friend.

Brent blushed brightly at the sight of her bare pale breasts and flat stomach, as Kyle tried in vain to cover her private parts as her clothes began to return to her body, changing color into a dark red. What was once her pants had changed in a tight leather that hugged her legs and showed off her thick thighs as white fur appeared around her thighs.

The sleeves of her shirt crawled up her arms and stopped right at her bicep, the same white fur around her thighs appearing around her bicep. The fabric changed into the same leather that consumed her legs. They wrapped her around her fingers until it looked like she large red opera gloves. The pieces of clothing that converged on her legs formed a matching pair of red thigh-high boots with a slight heel that showed off her plush thighs.

The pieces of cloth converged on her body and melded together, the upper portion gaining more prominence over the lower half and forming the same dark red leather leotard, with the bottom half looking like someone could just slip a few fingers into the suit and move it to the side to see everything down there. The same white fur collar formed at the top of the leotard. A zipper formed in the middle of it that began right above her neckline to the bottom of her crotch. Right now it was currently zipped up halfway, right in the middle of her breasts, revealing the top of her pale milky cleavage.

Now that her clothes were finished changing she was left in a skimpy red Santa Claus themed leotard that that embellished her body’s curves. It stretched itself over her curves, hugging them tightly and leaving nothing to imagination.

Brent couldn’t help but blush as his friend now looked like she belonged more in a strip club or on that magazine of playboy that he thought of earlier.

“Wh-What is this!” Kyle cried with a dark crimson blush about how revealing her new clothes were and how tight they hugged her. She stood back up and almost topped over from the heels and a sudden headache that hit her head like a thousand reindeer, forcing Brent to catch her. She instinctively reached up and tried sooth the pain, her mind growing foggier as a blank look appeared in her eyes.

Brent stared at Kyle, his jaw slack as he held the beautiful woman in his arms. What the hell had just happened!? His eyes roamed over his former friend, taking in her... well, her everything. Succulent thighs, incredible hips that were nearly entirely exposed, and that face, and the long dark hair... his face burned red as he felt himself getting turned on. Embarrassed, he lay her down on the couch, standing up and away from her as she continued to wince, holding her forehead.

“Kyle... Kyle! Are you okay in there?” he asked nervously, looking closely at her. She sat herself up, her breasts bouncing ever so slightly under the red lingerie. “I... I...” the girl winced again, before a new look of confidence entered her expression. “I’m okay, Brent, don’t you worry," she nearly purred. Brent squinted. “What... do you have any idea what happened? Do you think anything else will!?," he asked the girl, still shaken.

Kyle stood up, balancing remarkably well in the heels. “I’ll be fine, done worry so much, Brent," she answered, brushing a lock of her dark hair out of her eye. “As for why... Well, I think I know. Remember earlier, when you wished for a girlfriend?”. Brent nodded. “You see, I think that came true, and now, well... I’m all yours, Brent”.

Brent stumbled back. “Wait- what?! Kyle, this isn’t a joking matter!”. Kyle stepped closer, gently touching Brent’s arm with her silken gloved hand. “I’m not joking, Brent," she whispered. “And... I’m not really Kyle anymore, even though I remember being him, so... just call me Cinder, Okay?”. She smiled lavishly at him, her straight white teeth perfectly framed by her gorgeous face.

Brent found his face darkening at the way Cinder…Kyle talked to him. He said, “Kyle.”

“No no no,” Cinder chastised, her sexy smile still on her face. She led him back over to the couch and sat him down, looking almost like a dominatrix. If it weren’t for the fact that her thighs were rubbing together, showing just how much she wanted him.

“C’mon Brent you know that you want this,” Cinder said, with a saucy smirk. She reached up to the zipper and pulled down. Brent’s eyes were locked on to her hand and she stopped just a little below the curve of her breasts. One simple move and her chest would be bare for him to see. He just had to reach out and move her leotard to see.

Cinder turned, showing her thick butt to him. She heard him suck in his lips and inwardly smirked. She traced her ass and wiggled her butt a little and gave it a light slap, showing just how tight it was. She sat down on his lap, her plush butt pressing right on top of Brent’s junk and noticed his  face blush even, and his hands ball in and out, having to fight the urge to reach out and squeeze.

She leaned back, putting her face right by his ear and pushing out her chest. She nibbled on his neck, placing light kisses whispering, her voice practically oozing desire. “I’m all yours Brent. I’m your girlfriend and I intend to show you just how much I love you. It’s just us here, My uncle isn’t going to be back until tomorrow. We can have all the fun that we want in the bed room.”

Brent very nearly whimpered. His boner was pressing intensely against Cinder’s soft, so soft, butt, which she would shift ever so slightly back and forth to rub against him. His face was burning red, and as Cinder nibbled his neck, he let out a moan, pitching his head back. Should be fight this? Was it even worth fighting?

“I...," he started, struggling to keep his sense with Cinder’s gorgeous soft body pushing against his, “don’t you think we.. don’t you want to go back...?”. Cinder tsked, before placing one finger over his mouth to shush him. “Now why would I want to go back, when I have you?," she purred, before smiling faintly and leaning in to kiss his lips.

As Cinder’s soft red lips touched Brent, it felt like an electric shock. It felt... she felt so amazing... surely this wasn’t worth fighting? His resolve broke as Cinder’s tongue began to enter his mouth, swirling and stirring against his own. Giving in, he pushed into the kiss, swishing his own tongue against hers. He wrapped one arm around her waist, keeping her close, and used the other to grope at Cinder’s luscious butt, which was so soft and smooth Brent nearly couldn’t believe it. Cinder broke off from the kiss, both of them panting as a string of saliva hung between the two.

“Perfect....," Cinder whispered. She leaned in, pushing Brent so that he was lying on his back against the couch, looking up at her as her long dark tresses fell around them. She stared into Brent’s green eyes, entranced, and he looked up to see Cinder’s glowing amber irises, and the thrilled expression in her face. Her face was like a piece of art, perfectly symmetrical and glowing with affection. “Brent," she whispered hungrily. “I’ll be perfect for you, you’ll see!”

“You already are,” Brent moaned, causing her smile to grow. He reached out and hesitantly reached toward her breasts. His face blushed a little more when he heard a naughty giggle.

“You shouldn’t be afraid to play with my body, Brent,” Cinder chastised as she grabbed his hand and placed it right on her breast. “I said it before I’m all yours. You can do whatever you want to me love.”

Brent squeezed and fondled her breast. She moaned loudly as her body started to heat up especially her crotch. As he played with her tit he saw her nipples start to harden, actually poking through her leotard. Seeing the top of her pale mountains poking through her leotard he grabbed her nipple and played and squeezed it with his thumb and pointer finger as the rest of his fingers continued to play with her breast. He had imagined doing this with a girl, but he had no idea what it would actually be like, but now he knew and he loved the feeling of her soft breasts in his hands, and found himself falling hard for his now girlfriend.

Cinder moaned louder as she bite down on her lips, rubbing her aching pussy over his dick. She could feel his erection growing bigger and the more he played with her the more she wanted to take off his pants and play with his penis, but most of all she wanted him inside of her. She wanted to rip of his pants and ride him like a horse, or for him to put it in her ass, but she knew better then to rush into it. The make out and the foreplay was just as fun in their own way.

A loud bark made the two jump as they saw Marley staring at the two of them. Cinder after a moment went back to kissing him on the neck and cheek and said, “C’mon let’s continue in the bedroom. We aren’t going to have anymore interruptions in there.”

Brent gave a muffled agreement, and the two stood themselves up to walk over to the bedroom. Brent, recovering slightly from his haze, tried to adjust his jeans to hide the boner now pressing visibly from his crotch. Cinder glanced down and saw his attempts, and a sultry grin crossed her face. “Oh, no why would you hide that?," she crooned. She reached down and gently fondled his dick through the jeans, her delicate gloves fingers softly rubbing against the rough fabric. “I know I’d like to see it... a little more clearly," she whispered seductively, pushing her body up against his.

Brent nearly choked on his own breath. This... this Cinder girl that Kyle had become was the sexiest person he’d ever met, and that smoldering look in her eyes nearly made him collapse. Cinder giggled as she guided him into the bedroom, shutting the door gently behind her.

The bedroom, formerly Kyle’s, was now completely changed, with red walls and a soft large bed in her middle, romantically lit by Christmas lights hanging around the room. Brent stood next to the bed, unsure if he wanted to go through with this. Surely Kyle might still be in there somewhere, shouldn’t he help him?

“Maybe we should- ah!” he cut off as Cinder pulled off her leotard, revealing her smooth and beautiful body, nipples perked with arousal as she looked at Brent with lust. She pulled off her boots next, leaving only the gloves and socks on, before walking up to Brent, hips swaying.

“Like what you see?”Cinder smirked as Brent’s eyes remained locked on her body. “It’s all yours, Brent... I’m all yours!”

Brent nodded, his tongue dry. “I, um... okay," he finally agreed, giving up on Kyle. After all, Cinder was here now, and a girlfriend like this didn’t come along every day. Purring happily, she pushed Brent down onto the bed, eagerly unzipping his jeans as he pulled off his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Cinder pulled his jeans, and underwear off of him next, before gently caressing his dick, her bright Amber eyes focused on its throbbing warmth. “Oh God...," she whispered. “I’m gonna show you just how much I love you, Brent, I promise”.

She curled her hand around it and began to bring it up and down. Brent grabbed the sheets of the bed and moaned as she gave him a blowjob. She brought her hand up and down at a slow pace at first and steadily went faster.

Brent closed his eyes a content smile on his face as his mind wondered where what they would do next. He knew where this would be leading up to, but he wondered what else she would do to him before hand. Whatever it was he knew without any doubt that they were going to enjoy it. After a little why she stopped and she let go of his hard tool, much to his confusion.

Brent opened his eyes and was about to look down but groaned as he felt her lips close around his penis. He jumped a little from the sudden sensations as her tongue assaulted his tool, licking it up and down and sucking on it as if it were a lollipop. He couldn’t help but moan as she worked her magic, taking him to new heights that he never knew existed.  If this was what it was like to have a blow job than he doubt that he could even imagine what it was like to have actual sex.

He watched as she brought her tits up around his hard penis and started to press them together with his penis in the middle. Her soft mounds like soft firm pillows to his equipment that made what she was doing all the better.

As Cinder pushed her tits around Brent’s fully erect cock, moaning in pleasure, Brent felt himself reach a climax. “I- ah! Cinder, I’m gonna cum!," he cried out, and Cinder’s eyes lit up. Clasping her lips over Brent’s cock one again, she took every drop of cum that shit from him into her mouth, happily swallowing the sweet salty liquid. As the ejaculation ended, she crawled forwards, to lay on his warm chest.

“You taste amazing, Brent..,” she whispered, leaning forwards so she could look into his eyes.

“You, um, think so?” Brent asked.

Cinder smiled. “Absolutely.”

She lay on his chest a moment more, enjoying the warmth of the one she loved, before flicking her hair from her eyes and moving in to give Brent a long, deep kiss, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth. Brent returned the kiss, locking tongues with the dark haired girl, both now humming faintly in pleasure. Cinder broke off the kiss after what seemed like an eternity, pulling her lips slowly away from his. “So... want to try going all the way, now?," she suggested. “I’m on the pill, so... we can go right now, if you want," she added.

Brent’s eyes widened. “Yeah, let’s...,” he agreed. He whispered, “Cinder, you’re... you’re amazing.”

Cinder’s heart swelled. Nothing in the world made her happier than seeing her beautiful boyfriend in front of her, enjoying her company. “If you think that’s amazing, we’re just getting started," she said in that same low, sultry voice that made her seem so sexy from the start.

Cinder moved herself over his hard tool and brought herself down onto it. She moaned loudly as she started to slowly bounce up and down on it. She absolutely adored the way Brent made her feel and wanted more. She needed more.

Brent groaned as well as the folds of her vagina consumed his tool and brought him to new heights. He reached up and fondled her tits. He never thought that he would get to have sex, especially like this, but it was already proofing to be so much more. There was one thought that was always consistent in the sea of pleasure in his mind. He was glad that it was with her.

Brent felt his dick seemed to hit a wall and continued to thrust a little hard. After one more good thrust he felt it break. Cinder let out a loud scream that made Brent stop.

“D-Don’t stop,” Cinder ordered. Her eyes narrowed and it would have looked intimidating if it wasn’t for the dark blush on her face.

Brent stared at her unsurely for a moment and nodded his head as he started to thrust his hips.

Cinder slowly rolled her hips in tune with her bouncing and his thrusting. She could feel the well inside of her grow more and more. She could feel herself coming close to a climax and knew that it wouldn’t be too long. She screamed as her juices came down, and mere moments after Brent cummed into her.

“Ready for round 2?” Cinder questioned, and the response that she got was a kiss on the lips.

The two continued to please each other well into the night and didn’t stop until they passed out in each other’s arms, both content and thoroughly exhausted in each other’s arms.