Jon pulled closed his hand around what felt like a small, fabric ball and pulled, only to see a very high quality red and white Santa hat in his hand. He looked over and noticed that Kate had a hat of her own, this one emblazoned with the name of a local hockey team all over it.
"Well, this could be interesting," she said. "No telling who was wearing these."
Jon sighed, "As long as I don't end up a 300 pound old man with a beard, I'm good." They were about to touch them to the medallion when Kate got a mischievous gleam in her eye, "Wait, strip!"
Jon stopped and stared, "Sorry, what?"
She smiled, "How often do you get to see a person transform. Lets just wear nothing but the hats and see what happens!"
Jon was at a loss for words, but nodded silently. They both stripped bare, then slipped the hats on. Jon couldn't resist staring at his co-workers body. For her part, she seemed a bit distracted by his body herself.
They each touched the medallion to their hats, and waited. They didn't wait long.
Kate felt a rush as her body started to bulk up. Her arms and legs got longer, more meaty. Her hair shortened and eventually pulled up into a militry crew cut. Her breasts shrank to nothing, and then bulked up into a massive, muscular chest. Even as all this was happening, an impressive penis was forming. She was definitly no longer a she!
Jon was having a very different expereince. He did get taller, slightly, but his body got softer. He watched as his own penis vanished and very ample breasts formed. His hair shot out, turning red and curly, until it hovered just over her increasingly shapely ass.
"Holy crap," said a deep, husky voice, "You're amazing! You could pose for Playboy!"
Jon looked up at the specimin in front of her. Kate looked like she'd stepped off the cover of a military requiting poster, minus the uniform of course.
Jon looked him up and down, noting that he was doing the same with her. "We have twelve hours before we can transform again. Now what?"
