Roberta's Christmas Wish 2

by

Paul G Jutras

 

Roberta had spent every Christmas with her mother. Things were different this year for the 32 year old she-male. Her mother had moved south and she was unable to afford to fly across country to spend Christmas with her. He took the city's horse drawn buggy for a ride in the park. The joy of seeing the frosted tree limbs and the snow covered round made him feel better. Though he missed his mother, sunny Florida would never did feel like Christmas.

"Thanks for the ride." The legally named Roberta said as she walked through the snow toward her apartment. Her land lord was talking the day before about raising the rent after the holidays and she feared she'd end up out on the streets if she couldn't talk her boss into a raise.

As she walked pass the store where she worked, she glanced up at a single shining star in the night sky. "How I wish I could just live with the pleasing touch of a man and not to have to worry about the raise in my coming rent."

As she made that wish the star seemed to shine it's light down onto the store window. Guided by the beam, she peeked into the window and saw that the light was shining upon the mannequin in the front window display. "I'm pretty homely compared to you." She sighed, lowering her head. That was when she notice footsteps in the snow. "Huh?"

She followed the footsteps along the side of the building to find the side door torn off its hinges. She glanced around for a police officer, but with no luck stepped inside. If she could active the store alarm, the cops would come and arrest the intruders.

Carefully she made her way to the security room and began to check the cameras. "That's funny." She thought to herself. "Could they of already left with whatever they stole from the place? If so, where's the night watchman."

As Roberta reached to the phone to call the police, a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist. She quickly jerk back in shock at a touch that seemed icy cold to her. She tried to scream, found her own voice had suddenly gone mute.

"I'm sorry to silence you, but I couldn't have you bringing the police in." A young man said as he stood before her in the security guard uniform. "You're that Roberta woman that works days here don't you. Seen you leaving as I come in some nights."

"Now I know you want your voice back." The man said with a smile. "Believe me, that soon you won't be missing it. I can't have you running off to alert everyone what goes on in this store at night, can I."

Roberta just shook her head and backed up against the security desk. "You see, I'm more than just a security guard. I'm a wizard. Not one of those illusionist you see on stage, but the real thing. I bring my plastic friends to life every night to keep me company."

It was at this time that Roberta first notice the figures crowded around the security room doorway. It took a moment for Roberta to realize that they were living mannequins. "My nephew heard your wish through the display glass."

"That's right, my nephew." The man went on. "Of course; he like the others here, is a mannequin during the day. When the boss talked about hiring a night display artist, I had to find some way to keep my little secret here."

"Don't worry, you'll enjoy his magic touch dressing and undressing you at night." The security wizard smiled. "It'll send electric pleasure through you. While I may not be Santa Claus, I will be granting you the holiday gift of true freedom. All you have to do is stand beautifully during the day and have fun at night. No eating, sleeping or needs like buying food clothes and paying rent ever again. Don't worry about your mother or brother. The spell erases your existence as a living being from their memories."

With those words, the man approached her. She wanted to fight back, but found her body had become stiff plastic. Her mind falling into a black void that resembled sleep but not quite. She could feel the most wonderful surges of pleasure as someone changed her clothes like she used to do her dolls as a kid. A sleep that lasted all that day and up until the store closed the following night.

As she came to, she collapsed off the box painted like a Christmas gift to the floor. She was dress with green pointed toe boots, hat, vest and skirt. Her candy cane stripe tights finished off her elf outfit. "It was real." She found it almost odd to have her voice back. She looked at her hands and couldn't tell a different tone between fingers and nails. She could feel her toes were fused together and forced her to walk on tip toes. The only thing that had pleased her was that her she-male penis had been replaced with a smooth mound that gave a surge of pleasure to the touch.

"Try to leave the store and you'll change back into a mannequin." Her new master said. "You'll soon come to love your new existence. It's what you always wanted, deep down."

Roberta turned as the nephew mannequin smiled at her. The mannequin Santa lumbered about with its plastic hand over its large belly and a Coke Cola bottle in the other. He couldn't wait for the holidays to be over so he could have the padding remove and be put in men's wear somewhere.

"Why don't you and my nephew have fun." The security guard said with a smile. "He'll make sure you're back in your elf costume before day break."

Roberta watched as the security guard returned to his station. She had no idea that the door was fixed by magic. There was no break in. Only looked that way to get her inside. Inside and start her new and wonderful life.

THE END

 

 

 

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