you stare at the stout, plump womans body you now posess. you feel her curves, YOUR curves.
"nooooo...god nooooo.. this cant be me...im not a woman.."
"oh yes! your name is carol claus, you are my new lovely wife, you are aproximately 200 pounds, 5 foot 4, 65 years old, and all woman!"
"no..."
"and if you maybe if i play my cards right i'll show you just how much of a woman you really are! hoho you there, show the missus around the pole would ya!" yells santa at the elf present in the room.
"you betcha! oh youre love this place my lady!"
he forcefully grabs your hand and leads you out of the room, youre too shocked and scared to fight back.
