Hot Chocolate: A Very Milfy Christmas

By Praedatorius

Another secret Santa, another victim, and another journey into the unknown.

Ted's best friend Jeff disappeared after turning into an old woman before his very eyes. One year later, Ted gets a mysterious note from Jeff, along with a shiny diamond ring. Ted doesn't know what it means, but it might be his only hope of bringing Jeff home...

...even if it means turning into a woman himself.

This story contains gender transformation, weight gain, and age progression.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Praedatorius
• Release date: Aug 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005305635

Praedatorius

Praedatorius is an author of fetish fiction, focusing and body transformations such as breast expansion, giants, shrinking, weight gain, and sex change.

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Hot Chocolate

A Very Milfy Christmas

by

Praedatorius

Published on Smashwords by Praedatorius

Ted remembered running through the falling snow. He had only enough time to put on a bathrobe that barely covered his belly and his breasts. Still, he ran out into the snowstorm, staggering in his bare feet down the cold concrete walkway.

Tiana! he shouted in a high-pitched voice. It’s not what you think! Please, come back!

Suddenly, the snow started falling more thickly. The snowflakes as big as postage stamps were nestling in his cleavage and stinging his thighs. The wind blew harder and harder. Ted could see Tiana up ahead, struggling as the wind blew blinding snow directly into her face.

Tiana, please! Wait for me! I need to explain! Please!

A gust of wind nearly knocked Ted onto his back. There was already an inch of snow on the bare concrete. His bathrobe fluttered like a flag on a storm-tossed ship. His sweat froze on his brown flesh.

Tiana! he dug his feet into the walkway, but the wind was too strong. Tiana was less than a few yards away but the snow was so thick that he could barely see her. He called out to her again and again, but the wind blew his words right back in his face.

Ted couldn’t feel his feet. He couldn’t feel his hands. The sting of ice whipping against his bare flesh grew softer and more distant. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was a blinding sea of white. The world disappeared, and Ted’s curvy body felt like nothing but a shingle shrinking point in the middle of an endless universe.

Suddenly, Ted slipped, but the ground never hit him. His arms flailed, his legs kicked at the air, but he just kept falling into the sea of white. The wind rushed up at him as if he was skydiving. The rushing air battering his ears grew quieter and quieter. Ted felt weightless—his plump, round body felt weightless.

The white void slowly dimmed, and Ted felt as if he had been asleep for days. He opened his eyes. He was lying on a bed covered in fur pelts. He looked down, hoping that everything had been