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A male or female is chosen to become the new Mrs. Claus when the old one has had enough

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Chapter #7

"Kelly Is That You?"

    by: TheNewJaxson Author IconMail Icon
“Kelly is that you?” Dave asked the voice on the other end of the phone.

“Ho, Ho, Ho yes it is! And boy do I look different, probably as different as you sound,” Kelly chuckled.

Dave ran his hand around his fat breasts and smiled a little, “You’re probably right about that. So what do you want to do now that we’re, you know?”

“Fuck.”

“Fuck?”

“Fuck. I totally want to fuck while we’re like this,” Kelly purred. “We’ve never tried it from this…point of view…before.”

“I don’t know,” Dave said not digging the idea. “”I kind of need some time to get used to all of this. You know being so BIG, and womanly.”

“So I’ll come over, you should se what I look like anyway, and we’ll decide form there,” Kelly suggested. Dave quickly agreed, being curious s to what his big thick girlfriend bow looked lie as Santa Claus and hung up to better acquaint himself with his now large and in charge form.

“I am hungry,” he smiled as he picked up and dropped his he belly. He moved his vast bulk to towards the kitchen, hitting every doorframe, every end table, and every table edge he possibly could. It was painful at first but undeniably fun and sexy to move around as this fat woman. In the kitchen Dave took out his largest pot and filled it with water, and then filled his second largest pot with all the pasta sauce he could. Setting them both to boil, he pulled out three boxes of spaghetti for when the water was ready, and started to dump more than two dozed meatballs into the sauce. “Can I really eat this much?” he questioned himself. Looking down at his newly fattened 400 pound girl body, he smiled and nodded, “Oh yeah I can!”

Dave was slurping down his 4th plate of spaghetti and meatballs when he heard the knock at the door. He let loose a most unladylike like belch, one that rattled the windows, and lumbered to his fat feet. He licked his fingers as he made his way to the door, stopping to catch his breath once or twice, so unused to moving his new vast bulk around. “Who is it?” h asked through the door.

“It’s me dummy,” he heard Kelly joke back through the door. “Now open up you lunk head!”

Dave opened the door and was astonished to see Kelly in her Santa Claus guise, and she was…
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