Published: Dec 24, 2024

SURPRISE! I bet you didn't expect TWO Christmas caps this year!

My one-hundred and seventy-ninth caption, another Christmas cap for all you naughty boys and girls.

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For Glenn, a 43-year old, this Christmas had turned into quite the lonely one. His beautiful high school sweetheart had passed away several years ago, and his son was on the other side of the country for college, unable to get home for Christmas. He considered going and hanging out with some of his friends, but they all had their own work plans too. So, stuck in the house by himself with nothing but leftovers and whiskey, Glenn leaned back in his chair and stared blankly at the fireplace, thinking out loud to himself.

“I wish I could celebrate Christmas with someone… maybe do something that’s fun…” He remarked absent-mindedly, running his finger along the rim of his glass. “Mary knew how to have fun… I miss those nights where she kept me warm…”

Unbeknownst to him, on this Christmas Eve, he was being watched by one of the spirits of the season, who had been drawn to him these past few days. The spirit was rather young, naive, and not that bright, but they had it in their power to grant his wish this Christmas. So, they did their best to interpret that wish, shooting a ball of spiritual energy into the lonely man from afar.

Glenn suddenly found himself clutching onto his chest as a sudden, intense heat suddenly flooded through his body. Pushing himself deeper into his armchair, his vision became cloudy as relaxation overtook him. All he could do was bask in the warmth as his body began to change, his body hair falling off and limbs slimming down as his features became more androgynous. He now looked a lot like a woman, even a little younger to boot. That was just the beginning of the changes, however. All the excess fat in Glenn’s belly sucked back up into his body, leaving his tummy more toned as his rear and thighs expanded. All Glenn could do was moan in an increasingly higher, female tone as they filled out, pushing him slightly out of the chair. Things got so tight below that he could feel his manhood being squeezed between his new, meaty thighs. The sensation of the “self-imposed” thigh job was incredibly intense, with him reaching climax as his dick pulled itself back up into him, leaving his, now her, thighs coated in seed. Still, that was nothing compared to the feeling that swept over her as two, heavy breasts began to grow from her chest, sensitive to the touch and overflowing with milk. They quickly outgrew anything an average woman would have, capable of smothering any man with ease. As the coup de grâce to her transformation, her hair turned a bright blue, forming into braids by themselves.

Glenn moaned out as loud as she could, basking in the warmth and sensations of her new body. As she did so, she could feel parts of her memories changing as reality itself began to shift. Her name was Glenda. She was the mother of a son who was going to college on the other side of the country right now. Her husband had passed away a few years ago, leaving her alone for the most part. She was rather… popular with a lot of the young men in the neighborhood, given her natural good looks and… thick body.

Glenda looked down at herself, seeing she was now dressed in a Santa-style coat, one that barely covered her stacked features. Pulling it aside however, she realized she was now wearing little except a red bra and panties, plus white stockings. Seconds later, the doorbell rang, and sauntering over to the door, she opened it to see Parker, the handsome 18-year old boy from across the street. He was holding a box tied with a ribbon, but she was more interested in him rather than whatever gift he had brought over.

“Uh… h-hi, Ms. Glenda.” He greeted, voice full of nerves. “I b-brought you this gift, some cookies, from my family.”

“Aw, thanks honey.~” She smiled, leaning against the doorway suggestively. “I know you’ve been a good boy this year, mowing my lawn and fixing my fence. I’ve got a gift for you too, but if you want it, you have to say… please.~

Parker gulped deeply as the 43-year old MILF pulled her coat aside slightly, revealing all the sweaty skin beneath. He had heard the stories about Ms. Glenda being a bit… promiscuous, but never expected something this explicit. She was so stacked.

”P-P-Please…” Parker stammered as Glenda smiled, grabbing him by the coat and pulling him inside, slamming the door.

She wasted no time leading him upstairs, letting her red coat fall to the floor as she climbed into bed, taking on another seductive pose. Her loins were burning with desire, wanting to feel the same way she felt back when her husband was still alive. Parker stripped his clothes off, revealing his rock hard cock before sitting on the edge of the bed, still not sure if this was actually happening or some sort of dream. Glenda put her arm around him, whispering that she wanted him to “take her” before laying down onto her back, pulling her panties off. Parker, unable to resist any longer, grabbed her breasts with both hands before thrusting into her, causing her to scream out in pleasure. Before long, she had locked her legs around him with her powerful thighs, feeling his thrusts become more desperate. She cooed at his efforts to pull out of her, not caring at all about the possibility she might get pregnant again, before he poured himself into her, shattering her mind with levels of pleasure she hadn’t felt in years.

The spirit watched on, not sure if they had granted the wish quite right, but happy that she was no longer lonely this Christmas…