The Christmas Elf

by

Paul G Jutras

 

"Robert, you're my manger." John said from across the desk. "Why haven't you gotten me any jobs lately?"

"I'm sorry." Robert said. "Even commercial companies don't want to hire unknown actors."

"There must be something." John said. "I'm desperate. With Christmas around the corner I need the money."

"There is one job." Robert said with a sigh. "I don't think you'd want it."

"If it pays money, I'll take it." John insisted.

"The local mall does need help in their Santa Village." Robert said as he handed John the address. "Go down to Fairy Tale mall and see wardrobe."

"Okay." John said as he took off.

As he arrived in back of the mall, he went into the locker room where the mall manager was waiting for him. Robert had phone the mall ahead of time and told William about John coming down to apply for the gig.

"So I'm going to be ST. Nick, huh." John said as William opened the locker up and pulled out a red and green elf costume along with some breast forms. A look of shock fell upon his face when he saw the outfit.

"Not exactly." William said. "Our elf broke her leg on a slippery patch of ice. We need a replacement. You do know how to work a camera don't you?"

"Yeah." John thought. Even though he was divorce, he wanted to get his eight year old son something nice for Christmas. Swallowing his pride, he went to a bench and started to change into the outfit. As he started to slip the tights up his legs, he got a run in them.

"Great." John muttered. "Now a new pair will come out of my pay."

Slipping his pants back on, he went out for the closet store that would sell a pair. Seeing a store sign reading SPELLS R US, he went into and saw that the place looked more like a magic shop than a clothes store.

"I've been expecting you." A man in a bathrobe said behind the counter. He pulled out a package of Spells R Us brand tights that made John cringe in shock and surprise. He just looked at the wizard.

"How..." He began when a man came in and began to pull out a gun. Without thinking, John went into a martial arts spin kick and knocked the gun out of the mask man hand. A fist shot got him in the gut and into the lower chin knocked him out.

"The tights are on the house for your heroic work." The wizard said as he pushed it toward John.

"But they're the wrong color." John said once he found his voice. "I appreciate the offer and all though."

"Not to worry." The wizard said. "Their magic. Changes color to go correctly with whatever outfit is put with it. Just be sure not to go to the bathroom in it."

"You can be sure of than." John said as he was soon standing behind the camera dressed as a girl elf and looking pretty cute. His name tag even read Jill to help him fell less embarrassed about his looks.

After a few hours had passed, John did feel the need to go to the bathroom. It was only a few minutes until their planned break and he was sure he could hold it. He just wish the big kid on Santa's list didn't have such a long list.

"Ho, Ho, Ho." Santa said. "Time for me to check your letters at my North Pole exchange. I'll be back in five minutes."

"Finally." John thought as he could feel his crotch getting a little wet. He ran to the public bathrooms, when he remembered how he was dressed. He looked so much like a girl, he had to use the ladies room to avoid a panic.

"Got to go, Got to go." He said under his breath as he got into a stall and began to peal off his leotard. As he did, the need to go was suddenly gone. Confused he reached down and felt his crotch was no longer wet. In fact, he couldn't even feel his male bulge through it. "What's this?"

As he tried to take off the tights, he couldn't find a waist band. There didn't seem to be a seam where he ended and the tights began. "The wizard." He thought. "He said these were magic."

He quickly rushed back to Spells R Us where the wizard said behind his counter. "I knew you'd be returning."

"If you knew this would happen, why give it to me in the first place?" John asked. "I even tried to remove the breasts forms and found they're now real."

"All I can do is warn you of the product." The Wizard sighed. "What you choose to do with my advice is beyond my control."

"Perhaps you knew this would happen." John said as he pulled out the gun he had taken from the robber. "Did you know the robber had two guns on him? The police took the second one that he had tucked away. I kept the one I knocked out of his hand. Now change me back or else."

"You're not the kind of person..." The wizard began as John's shaky hand caused him to pull the trigger by accident. The bullet flew threw the air and bounced like magic off the air in front of the wizard. "That does it! I tried to be nice about what happened to you, but you can push me too far."

A week later... "May I help you, Richard?" The wizard asked as transsexual who couldn't afford to start hormone replacement and electrolysis let alone SRS.

"I read a lot of stories on the web about Spells R Us." Richard said. "Can you really changed me into a girl?"

"This is Spells R Us tights." The wizard said as he reached behind the counter. "Jill brand. Their magic and will change color to fit whatever outfit you wear. Don't make it to the bathroom and start to wet it, and it will transform you."

"Is there any downside?" Richard asked as he recalled the twists in the web stories. "I read lots of your stories. Never knew if they were all from you under different pen names or not."

"That's for you to decide." The wizard smiled as he looked over his shoulder at the computer in the back. "If you change, the tights will bond to your body and your sex will disappear so you'll never have a period or have to go to the bathroom again You sex will appear if you want sex and the tights will act as a magic condom so you won't get pregnant or disease."

"Sold." Richard said with a smile. "From now on, you can call me Lesley."

THE END

 

 

 

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