Charles thought he had the best idea for a Halloween costume this year. Jolly ol' Santa Claus. It was perfect. Everybody else was dressing up as demons, ghosts, vampires, zombies, and other scary things. But who dresses up with a Christmas outfit on Halloween?
He ordered a Santa suit from Maya's Dreams, a website that offered a wide variety of costumes and outfits for all occasions. It was the only place that sold decent Santa suits this early in the year.
But when he got it in the mail, it wasn't right. It wasn't a Santa Claus costume. There was no beard, no stuffed belly, no big long sleeve red coat. Nope. This must've been the Mrs. Claus outfit. A nice little sexy one at that. Cute red bra, short red skirt, long boots, and a Santa hat. Perfect for his girlfriend to wear, if he had one.
It was too late to ship it back for an exchange. So, just for giggles, he tried it on to see if it would even fit. At first it was a little tight, but as he squeezed into this outfit, somehow everything started to fit perfectly. The boots weren't too small or tight. The little red skirt wrapped around his waist comfortably. Even the red bra... wait a minute. When did he have boobs? He looked down at his chest and saw a pair of breasts snugly filling up the bra. Then he reached down and checked between his legs. It was gone. Something else was in its place. Charles then noticed that his hair had turned blonde and grown longer. His legs were slender and smooth. He tried speaking. A cute little girl's voice came out. And suddenly she knew. It must've been some kind of Christmas magic. She had been fully turned into a girl.
But instead of wishing to change back, another thought came to mind. She really wanted everyone to have a Merry Christmas. Bring them presents. Share the holiday joy. And, she thought, the best gift to give some of the really nice guys on her list was to be a very naughty girl herself.
