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Though there was no snow outside and the most people wore to protect themselves were long-sleeved shirts, no one could deny that the Christmas spirit was in the air. All the shops and buildings had their decorations out and the city even hung colourful lights over the roads between the lamps. Plastic trees and fake snow were everywhere and so were the tunes that were usually god awful but always added something to the atmosphere. Christmas was truly underway, or so it was outside of Ace's window.

The human sighed as he turned away from the window and back to his computer screen. Christmas used to be so much more festive when he was younger but with what little decorations he had, it seemed to have faded. Only a few cards that sat on his desk gave any indication of the time of year, a bit of colour in his otherwise drab room. The dim monitor reflected against his pale skin. His light blue eyes lost focus on all the graphs and sheets on the screen. He truly wished he could do more for Christmas, to celebrate it like he once did. To have cookies, get presents and to feel the Christmas cheer. To be merry and to be happy.

But alas he was an adult now. An adult with a job and responsibilities that unfortunately meant he had to work the holiday. Oh well, his career was more important anyway and for now, he had to finish up this report. Ace shook his messy black hair and tried to focus when a doorbell suddenly rang.

"Who is it?" Ace said, scooting out of his chair.

There was no reply except for a thud.

"I'm coming!"

Ace marched to the door, confused yet curious. He was expecting no visitors, be it family, friends or a delivery guy. Perhaps it was a neighbour or someone going door to door for donations. Whatever it was, Ace felt an unusual excitement as he opened the door. An excitement that disappeared when the door revealed no one.

"Oh..."

There was a smidge of dejection in his tone. He was about to hang his head low and shut the door when he spotted something on his welcome mat; a small red box with an equally red bow tie. Ace's eyes widened, he eagerly grabbed the present and closed the door behind him. Now having a mysterious box appear at one's doorstep should elicit anything but a joyous feeling, yet Ace couldn't shake it off. Was it him feeling down earlier and missing out on Christmas, that this box might make up for it? Or was it something more arcane? Magical? Maybe. Maybe Christmas magic was a real thing thought Ace. The box certainly looked like it!

Something about the red colouring of the box seemed otherworldly. Ace held it underneath the light, amazed at how the red shimmered, shined and sparkled. It wasn't merely holographic, the redness stretched on as if looking at the night sky and seeing the stars pass by. The bow tie had a similar but darker effect. How could they even make something like this? However they did it, just the box itself brought in the Christmas spirit that lacked in the room. Ace felt that magic itself emanated from the box.

Ace wanted to tear open the box to see what awaited him, yet he was compelled to carefully set the box down and slowly untie the bowtie. The box contained something special, it had to, and to rip the box apart would ruin it. He had to take and savour the time. With the bow tie undone, Ace gingerly lifted the box to unveil an... inhaler.

"What!?"

Laying in all the festive packaging material was what appeared to be a bog-standard inhaler, albeit in the same red as the box. Lifting it in his hand, it felt heavier than a typical inhaler. The weight and feel of it suggested it was made of some sort of metal rather than medical-grade plastic. Ace examined the inhaler, spotting a white sticker on the bare steel of the canister. A red cherry logo with the words: "Transformatiks" and a code underneath.

"Uhhh..."

Surely there had to be more than an inhaler, right? Ace placed the inhaler onto the table and ruffled through the tinsel in the box, finally finding a small card right at the bottom. Perhaps it would give some more information as to who sent the package, or what it even was! So Ace took the card out and held it to light, hopefully, to gleam some knowledge as to what the present was. The front of the card was unremarkable, having merely the same cherry logo as on the canister and "Happy Christmas" underneath it. Opening the card revealed a how-to-use diagram illustrating how to use the inhaler on one side and the words "Fill the Christmas Air!" on the other side.

That was not helpful...

"Fill the Christmas air"? Shouldn't it be "feel"? It didn't matter and the diagram didn't help much either. Just a set of easy instructions on how to use the inhaler, but it didn't say what it did. Ace threw the card back into the box and rubbed his head. What sort of a Christmas gift was an inhaler? An inhaler that doesn't even say what it does. There could be anything in the canister. Perhaps it wasn't meant for him? Yet someone or something knocked at his door and left the present there. No one else lived with him and neither did any of his neighbours had a medical condition that needed an inhaler that he knew of.

But he didn't need one as well, so what gives? Ace picked up the inhaler once more, fidgeting it in his hands. He was confused yet curious about the device he held in his hands. And the name "Transformatiks"... could it be something transformative? Whatever the case was, that strange compulsion that made him take the box and open it came to him again, this time with Ace finding himself bringing the inhaler closer to his mouth and opening his lips. Was he seriously going to use it? Surely using a mysterious inhaler containing goodness knows what was a bad idea. Yet the box, the card and the inhaler itself had an aura to it, a magical, Christmas aura. The man wrapped his lips against the inhaler's nozzle and pushed down on the canister. What was the worst that could happen?

Immediately the taste of Christmas spice filled his mouth and shot down his throat. Ace coughed, dropping the inhaler with a thud.

"What the heck was that!"

Whatever it was, it went to his lungs before slowly spreading out in his chest. Each cough and breath of air served to spread that sensation more throughout his body. It was odd yet not unpleasant. A feeling of warmth akin to being near a fireplace or drinking hot cocoa. Thankfully the coughing subsided leaving Ace with the taste of spice in his mouth and that sensation that was spreading, nay, filling him. Somehow despite the fit, he found himself smiling, almost giggling and rubbing his chest and stomach. As the sensation spread, his mood too changed. More of that magical, delighted feeling he had when he first saw the box. A feeling of happiness and cheer. Even his dull apartment appeared brighter, warmer. It was as if he inhaled the spirit of Christmas spirit itself! Ace smiled towards the box. It was that literal huh?

Alongside the pleasant feeling, he was feeling warm, very warm. Too warm. He was getting light-headed too. Was there something he was allergic to in the canister? That's what he gets for using a mystery object. Wait, but he can breathe normally, actually better than normal. He didn't feel dizzy or nauseous either, just light-headed, airy even. It was as if he was being filled with warm air and it could just fall back and float.

"Oh... oh... whoa~" Ace muttered as he held a hand onto the table. His other hand grabbed hold of his blue sweater and pulled it up.

"Wha-" he mumbled, his body moving on its own to slowly undress, throwing his sweater and sweat pants onto the floor.

Thankfully the heater was on and the warm air felt nice on his skin. Almost ticklish even, like his skin became more sensitive. The warmth helped spread that lovely sensation throughout his body even more. But when Ace stared bemusedly down at his underwear, he saw a different warm sensation growing. Normally Ace would be wide-eyed, shocked and embarrassed at what was happening yet he still found himself grabbing his underwear and tossing them with the rest of his clothes. His erecting cock grew underneath the warm light, inviting and tantalising Ace to rub it. And so he did, slowly stroking the hard shaft as he let out a soft moan. His deepening breath, his hard cock and his warming body all felt magical. Each moan, each breath of air just felt so good. Like Christmas itself was going through his lungs and body.

A tingle went through his body, skin seemingly sensitive against the air. One of his hands slipped from his cock. There was only enough shaft for one hand now, so his free hand went to caress his skin instead, sending shivers through his body. It was as if his skin itself began to ache with need, a desire to be touched much like his dick, and there was nowhere stronger than his nipples.

"Ahhh~ Fuck~" Ace moaned and bit his lips when he went to brush against one of his nipples. His eyes shut tight as Ace's mind focused only on the sense of touch.

The sensation was divine, as sensitive as his own cockhead. Each touch made his nipples harder, far harder than Ace ever felt. He didn't know his nipples could be this sensitive! Ace didn't leave his cock either, he felt spurts of pre leak out, making it easier to rub and stroke his meat. Somehow as his hands went over his cockhead, the shaft felt just as sensitive, like the entire thing had transformed into a single stimulating sausage. He could only go on it harder and harder. The human swore all the pre must've been dripping onto the floor, he was never this wet before! Such a mix of sensations! His body and head felt lighter as well, actually physically lighter as if he lost weight yet with each breath he felt more filled. Not just physically filled like Ace had just eaten a wonderful Christmas dinner, but filled spiritually, emotionally. Each breath was a breath of Christmas air, filling the emptiness he had felt during the holiday.

He didn't just feel like he was filled either, he felt larger yet still as light, in fact, larger. Yet Ace wasn't concerned one bit about the strange sessions being far more concentrated on his nipples and cock. Both were so hard, hard almost like rubber! He kept switching his hands between each nipple which felt as if they've grown. Needing more than two fingers to rub them, Ace started to use all his fingers to pinch and tug them. Each time doing some made him leak and moan, there was even a squeak. His hands were soaked in pre as his stroking went from a hand to only a few fingers, completely unnoticed by the self-indulging Ace. As his body was filled, so was his mind. Thoughts of pleasuring himself and spreading a lewd Christmas spirit overtook what little objections or rational thought remained. All the worries, fears and woes he had felt melted away. The little voice in his head that screamed something was wrong became more and more silent. It was hard to think but Ace didn't care. Much like the feeling of lightness in his body, the sensation of being airheaded was pleasurable.

Ace's breaths turned into moans, each higher pitch than the last. His nipples hardened and enlarged and his dick became shorter and shorter before Ace found him rubbing it with merely two fingers. The rest of his hand brushed along his ball sack, sliding over it

as each stroke of his fingers sent throes of pleasures that came out as squeaky moans. He could clearly hear the sound of dripping from his crotch as well as a strange, rubbing noise that made part of him. He began rubbing so furious and against his sack that when his hands plunged into his groin he snapped his eyes open and keeled over, struck by sheer delight.

There was a pause in all the pleasure as Ace finally had his eyes open to see what was going on. He found himself with his knees in a puddle of his juices. He could feel his hand inside himself, shocked at the bizarre feeling he slowly withdrew it, moaning in pleasure as he did. A cold shiver went down him, almost afraid to look below. He brought his drenched hand to his face and gasped. His once human hand was no longer skin coloured but pure white. Not only white but with how his juices covered it, clearly some sort of plastic or vinyl. He gingerly smelt it, surprised at how foreign and artificial the scent was. It didn't smell of precum at all! Rather of silicone lubricant, specifically silicone sex lubricant!

Ace panted, dropping both his arms, finally hearing the squeak no longer hidden by the moaning. Fearful he held himself with suspense as he looked down. The first thing he saw was how his skin started to take a whitish, plastic quality much like his hands. His chest, belly, crotch and even arms and legs were devoid of all hair and all had that same plastic look to them. His nipples were black and much larger and out. The shape too was different but it was familiar. Warily he examined them with his fingers, feeling how sculpted and plasticky they are. With how they were shaped and quite a noticeable hole in the centre Ace realised what they were. Nozzles! His nipples had turned into nozzles! But why? Ace pushed the question away, wanting to see the other noticeable change.

Where his junk used to be, Ace could see nothing. No, that wasn't true. His dick was still there, albeit far smaller and black. Ace thought it was his dick but it seemed more to be a small bump. Touching it made Ace moan and curl his toes. How didn't he notice his dick shrinking! But Ace looked downwards, hands moving his... almost balloony flesh he realised what had happened. Where his scrotum and balls used to be was now a slit. A black vinyl-like slit that dripped that lubricant like juices. With his dick, no, clit and a leaking slit, Ace realised he now had a vagina. Yet as he moved fingers over it, Ace wanted to plunge them right in. Something about the black, rubbery slit was so inviting, so needy to be used. Slowly inserting each digit the transforming human moaned. It felt so good, so... fulfilling. Somehow fingering himself made all the terror and fear disappear. All the horror he had from the changes seemed to be breathed out with each moan, replaced with that wondrous Christmas cheer. He, no, she! She needed more!

With her fingers dancing in her vagina and thumbing her clit, Ace stood up. Her legs felt wobbly but looking down it was obvious as to why. The legs had very little in what was flesh or muscles. No, it was air. Each breath, each moan, each huff filled her and changed her insides into the air. Her entire skin was being changed, transformed from organic flesh to white vinyl. And her nipples, those were the key. Her nipples were nozzles! She was turning into a pool toy! A smile returned to Ace's disappearing lips and softening teeth. A pool toy, no care at all and full of air, lovely air. She couldn't tell exactly what pool toy she was changing to but she was more than happy to find out.

Again she rubbed on the nipple nozzles, smiling and moaning as she watched with glee at the changes that were happening. She was getting larger, rounder. Her hips widened and her thighs thickened. She could feel more air rushing to her behind as well, forming two large balls that were her ass. She saw her toes join together and her feet becoming stubbier and rounder. What was curious though was that where her toes would've been were black marks. Almost like they turned into a cartoonish paw. The changes continued with her belly beginning to balloon out, making it difficult to still masturbate. Yet she pushed down on the balloon belly and managed to make due, even if she couldn't see her vagina. If her belly didn't block her view, her growing tits would. Instead of masturbating Aced turned her attention to rubbing both her nozzle nipples instead which felt just as good as rubbing down there. Her arms had to stretch farther and farther to continue stimulating the hard rubber. Soon each breast grew to the size of beach balls, blocking her view of even her belly!

Her arms and shoulder grew larger to match the rest of her body though unlike her feet, her hands didn't fuse together. Instead, each digit became inflated yet still able to move and bend like normal. Thankful to retain her dexterity she increased her assault and therefore her audibly squeaky moans. Moans that came out of a mouth that was becoming simpler yet stretched out into a maw. She could feel her face curve and become rounder. Her ears moved to the top of her head, turning circular. She could see the muzzle poke out and her nose turn black and shiny. She finally knew what pool toy she was turning into. She was turning into a Polar Bear! How befitting for christmas.

The newly transformed pool toy's movements became squeaky as the vinyl skin rubbed against each other. Her moans are now completely high pitched and feminine. She was taller and a lot larger. Yet she felt lighter than ever, now filled with air. Or was it? She could still feel herself being too soft, too out of shape. She needed more air! She needed to fill herself and she knew exactly how. She grabbed and pinched her nozzle nipples. Almost crying from how lovely they felt. She pulled and twisted, circled her entire inflated paw against them. Each touch, each shiver sent pulses down to her quivering womanly vinyl flesh. One of the paws, though larger than the hand she had, managed to squeeze its way into her slit, rubbing and moving out and down. Her moans turned to cries of pleasure, she was so close! Just a bit more. Just a bit more rubbing.

"FUUUUUUUCK!"

She screamed at the top of her non-existent lungs, falling back onto the puddle as a waterfall of lube spurted out all over her and floor. She clenched and held her body so tightly she thought she would pop! Each wave of orgasm was far beyond anything she ever felt and them by themselves were magical. Finally, the pulses died down and the flow of lube finally subsided. Huffing in contentment she could feel her body was a lot more solid, filled completely with what she thought was the spirit of Christmas itself. As Ace returned to lucidity she giggled. She was covered in a layer of her vaginal silicone juices but since she's made of vinyl now, she should be very easy to clean now. As she waddled her way to wash and maybe run herself a bath befitting a pool toy, a thought crossed her simple, pleasure addled mind. Why a pool toy for Christmas? Who uses pool toys during December?