“This is the last time I go to a last minute party with WIlliam.” John complained under his breath as he sat by himself in the living room playing on his phone. He was William’s plus one to some Christmas party but shortly after arriving William went off to talk to people who John didn’t know. The party wasn’t terrible all things considered. The entire house was decorated in festive banners and decorations, there was a plethora of food set up in the other room, but everyone was just mingling. “Ugh. This party is so boring.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” The voice of the host piped up, Kelley was it? The woman was rather tall, nearly identical in height to John. Her skin was pale and dotted with freckles which complimented her short and frizzy red hair. And she was wearing a pair of green sweat pants and a tacky red sweater. “We were just waiting for everyone to get here.” Her eyes scanned the stranger on her couch who had opted to mess around on his phone rather than socialize. “You're Williams' guest, aren’t you!” Her demeanor changed from an annoyed to breaming as she flashed a smile at John. “Here, why don’t you pick one out?”

Kelley held forth a large plastic container and popped the lid off, showing the plethora of differently decorated gingerbread people cookies “Oh! Uh… Thank you!” His eyes scanned the assortment of cookies in front of him. The selection at hand an absolute treat for someone like him who absolutely loves gingerbread! He hovered his hand over the container and pulled out one that combined two of his favorite sweets. In his hand he held a crude yet charmingly decorated gingerbread girl cookie which was adorned with icing and sprinkles, making up its face and clothing. But that’s not why John picked this one out, this particular gingerbread person cookie had two large marshmallows comically attached to the cookie's chest.

“Oh my! I didn’t think you’d select that one!” Kelley sounded half surprised, half taunting as she slid the lid back into place.

“You can’t go wrong with gingerbread and marshmallows! They’re my favorite!” John exclaimed as he took a bite of his cookie, biting off one of its arms and a chunk of its torso.

Kelley waited for a moment and watched John with a smug grin, as if she knew something, before chuckling out loud. “Well I hope you like it, you cute egg you.” 

John took another bite of his cookie as he watched Kelley turn and walk towards a group of people WIlliam was among, offering each of them a cookie which they mulled over. The way Kelley talked to him was weird right? “Eh.” John shrugged his shoulders and took another bite of his gingerbread girl before slouching back down onto the couch and turning his attention back to his phone. He continued to gnaw on his cookie and peacefully browse social media until-

“Todd put my top back!” The shout of a woman disrupted the mulling guests who turned to witness the events going on. This included John who swallowed the last bit of his gingerbread cookie and craned his neck in the direction of the scream. Standing in the center of a clearing of people was a ginger woman who was wearing a skimpy christmas themed bikini with her top pulled below her now bare breasts. John couldn’t blame the girl though as it appeared like some jerk took advantage of the fact that she didn’t have any arms.

“We all know you like this Sarah.” A larger man with vibrant red hair laughed at the poor woman. “You do this every year!”

“I- So what!? I pick the armless one every year!”

John felt like he got the gist of the argument as he slouched back onto the couch. You think he would’ve remembered seeing an armless person when he came, let alone three redheads but he somehow hadn’t. “William sure knows some weird people.” He began tapping away at his phone screen, ignoring the commotion happening in the other room. In fact he was so engrossed in his phone that he didn’t notice the changes taking effect on him. His clothes became loose as he lost a few inches in height, his skin became soft as he saw his hands become small and dainty. “What the?” He set his phone down and inspected his hand as long strands of vibrant red hair brushed down his head. “What the fuck!?” The weight and muscle mass he had lost was made up by his hips and ass suddenly swelling underneath him, causing the now loose pants to strain against him as they dug into his soft and pillowy thighs. A heat built up in his chest as a sudden pressure ballooned forth, centered behind his nipples, as two unnaturally large and perky breasts pushed up into his shirt and tore it apart. “Eek~!” His arms instinctively covered his bare breasts as they pushed into the supple flesh, he rubbed his engorged thighs together which squished his now shrinking dick which eventually slurped back into his body, leaving a void between his legs.

As his physical transformation ended he was barraged with strands of light which wrapped around his bosom and waist. Without anything covering his top and preventing the magic from doing it’s worth it squeezed around his breasts and upper torso and the light exploded into a cloud of sparkling glitter. He was now wearing  a large but still tight red flannel print bra which met at the middle with a large green bow. The under cups exposing the bottom of his crevice of cleavage. As that happened the white strands of magic tore apart his straining shorts and wrapped around his waist, exploding into the same glittering sparkles. On his waist was a red bikini bottom decorated with a snowflake print which exposed his bare butt to the couch cushions beneath him. “Ah~ Why am I dressed like some slut?” He, now she, ran her fingers through her full head of vibrant red hair. “And why am I a girl now?”

Scattered about the party people slowly transformed into vague replicas of the gingerbread person cookie they ate, all having one thing in common. Everyone sported red hair of some quality. Some people grew tall and buff, others covered in hair which peaked past their new lewd outfits. John even spotted a ginger woman with an ungodly massive ass walk by just to get stuck in a doorway. He saw some large buff dude with orange hair talking to Kelley in the distance, pointing at him before making his way through the wild transformations taking place.

“I didn’t think you’d pick that one John! Or should I call you Jane now?” Pressed tightly against his left leg, bulging beneath the festive sweatpants the guy was wearing was the unmistakable shape of a dick which ended past his knee.

“Who are you? What’s happening!?” Jane scrambled back into the couch and dug her nails into the back cushion.

“Relax, it’s William!” He flashed a smile at Jane. Now that he said that the man did look eerily similar to William, just more buff, a head of orange hair, and- and a dick nearly as large as his now toned legs. “Why’d you pick the marshmallow one if you didn’t want it?”

“What the hell are you talking about!?”

William stared at Jane in confusion before snapping his fingers. “That’s right! I told Michael about this party but he couldn't get the day off. Did I really not tell you?”

“No! I thought this was a normal Christmas party!”

“Well,” William stretched his leg over the couch and over Jane as he climbed over her, stopping as he trapped her against the couch. “Kenny throws this party every year and he gives us ‘Cursed Gingerbread People’ cookies that magically transforms whoever ate it into the form the cookie was.”

“And you didn’t think to tell me this!?” Jane felt flustered as she was pinned against the couch by her hunk of a friend. His muscular arms pushed down to either side of her head as his massive cock pulsed within its cloth constraint.

“Forgot dude!”

“Well… How do I undo this?”

“Only one way.” William dropped his head down next to Jane’s and whispered in her ear. “You have to be brought to orgasm by somebody else.”

Jane gulped, shivers running down her spine as her friend's warm breath tickled her ear. “Or-or-org- orgasm?” She stuttered.

“Yup.” William nodded his head. “I guess we can help eachother out?” He lifted one of his hands and pulled down his sweatpants exposing his 22 inch long and 5 inch wide dick which he pressed against Jane’s crotch.

“Oh~!” Jane squirmed as the massive head of WIlliam’s penis rubbed through the cloth of her panties which were quickly becoming soaked with her juices. “I- uh- I don’- I don’t think that’s going to- to fit~!”

“Fine!” William sighed as he clambered further up Jane’s body, plopping his rear down on her tummy. With his large hands he grabbed both sides of Jane’s firm marshmallow tits and pushed them together as he slid his meat rod between them.

“Oh fuck~! It’s warm~!” Without much warning William began thrusting his hips into Jane’s knockers. His large sausage fingers digging into her tits as his thumbs pressed into her sensitive nipples. “Ah~! Oh~! I can feel it pulsing~!”

This continued for dozens of minutes, WIlliams swollen testicles slapping the under part of Jane’s breasts. His thrusting became faster and rougher as he squeezed more and more into the supple mountains of flesh before him until- With one final thrust he pushed balls deep into his friend's boobs, causing the tip of his penis to rest on Jane’s head as his cock twitched and lunged. Gallons of fresh spunk spurted forward and coated Jane’s face and tits with a thick and pungent layer of his semen. She looked like she had been covered in delicious white frosting!

“Ah~ Ah~ That was amazing Jane~!” William rapidly deflated, his flaccid monster of a cock snaking back through Jane’s cleavage, as William returned to his original form. Once he caught his breath he looked down at his friend who sputtered for air beneath the mass of musky semen which covered her face. “Dude! You didn’t cum!?”

“Blugh- No!” Jane sat up and tried to wipe the sperm from her face but no matter how much she tried there was always more to slide down onto her face. “How am I supposed to cum by giving you a titjob!?”

“I don’t know but I’m all tapped out… You’re gonna have to find someone else to help you”

“William!” Through the haze of sperm she watched as her friend got up from the couch and walked away. “William! Ugh!” She would need to find someone else to help bring her to orgasm so she’d no longer have these ridiculous orbs of fat on her chest. He could’ve at least eaten her out or something!