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This is a sequel to my previous two Christmas stories, "A pussy for
Christmas" and "Another pussy for Christmas". You don't have to have
read them first, but it helps. Just click on "Paula Girl" and you will
find a list of my stories, including those two.
*****
As she had the previous year, 14 year old Paula looked in the mirror and
smiled, as she looked forward to Christmas.
Paula was growing into a very beautiful young woman. Over the past year,
she had graduated from an A cup bra to a B cup bra. Her larger boobs
were accompanied by nice curves around her hips. She had barely got any
taller, but she was starting to look much more like a young woman than a
girl. Her light blue dress highlighted her shape perfectly.
She allowed herself a moment to reach down and feel her smooth pubic
mound under her dress. And in the middle of her mound she could feel the
top of the opening leading to that most female part of all. Her pussy.
The reason Paula loved and appreciated it so much, is that she hadn't
always had a pussy. 2 years ago, a young and naive boy called Paul had
asked Santa for a pussy for Christmas, without realising that "pussy"
had a double meaning. So while his parents bought him a kitten; Santa,
in his wisdom, had given him a pussy, turning him into a girl in the
process. And Paula soon realised that was what she really wanted, and it
was the best Christmas present she had ever received.
Even the arrival of her first period this year hadn't dampened her
enthusiasm for being female. Yes it was painful, messy and annoying, but
it was all part of becoming a woman.
The way the magic worked was that it altered people's memories, so
everyone, even her own family, thought she had always been a girl.
Well, there was one exception. Her cousin Joseph had memories of her as
Paul, and then the same thing had happened to Joseph the next year...
*****
Paula heard the doorbell. That would be Josie's family! Josie, the one
person who shared her secret. She hurried down the stairs to meet them:
there was Tara, who was about the same age as Paula's older sister
Sarah; and Josie, who was a few months younger than Paula.
"Paula! Lovely to see you! How are you!" said Josie.
"Great! Here, bring your stuff up to my room. We get one night in my
room before the other cousins arrive from America tomorrow. After that,
the four of us girls will have to squeeze into Sarah's room."
Josie grabbed her bag, and up they went to Paula's room, and closed the
door.
"So... how's the past year been, since... you know!" asked Paula.
"Wonderful. The best year of my life. Being a girl just feels... it just
feels right. I'm so glad Santa gave me a pussy last year. He knew that,
deep down I was a girl, even when I didn't realise it myself."
"Yes, it was the same for me."
"But it's weird," said Josie, "It's like you said it would be. Everyone
thinks I've always been a girl. It's so strange. I mean, I'm happy this
way, but it does take some getting used to."
"I guess Santa has very powerful magic to change every memory," said
Paula.
"Except mine," said Josie. "I can still remember the old me, and the old
you. I can still remember playing with my cousin Paul!"
"Well, I'm not Paul anymore, so please don't call me that!"
"I'll try not to!"
Josie continued, "But you say we have to move into Sarah's room after
tonight?"
"Yes. This will become the boys' room, for Richard, Chris and Tim."
"Ah yes, Richard," said Josie. "We used to follow him around everywhere.
We made quite a trio: Richard, Paul and Joseph. I guess that won't be
the same anymore."
"I guess not..." mused Paula.
*****
15 year old Richard sat in his plane seat, and wondered what Christmas
in Australia would be like this time.
He was excited. His family had moved to America a couple of years ago,
and this was the first time they had been back. Much as he enjoyed
America, and enjoyed snow at Christmas, there was also something special
about an Australian Christmas in summer, which can be spent outside in
the warm weather, perhaps followed by a swim.
He was also excited to see his cousins again. They would be staying at
Paula's house, as would his other cousins on that side of the family,
Josie's family. Richard always enjoyed playing with Paula and Josie.
They had great fun: swimming, playing backyard cricket [a very British
sport, popular in many former British colonies], riding their bikes and
exploring, them coming inside to watch TV or play computer games. They
were much more fun than the girls, Sarah and Tara.
Wait a minute, Richard thought, Paula and Josie are girls too! Why did I
think of Sarah and Tara as "the girls"?
Never mind, he thought. Maybe he didn't think of them as girls, because
they were so much fun to play with, not like Sarah and Tara. Sarah and
Tara were a little older than Richard, while Paula and Josie were a
little younger.
It was interesting, though. These were the only girls Richard ever
really played with. At school, he was rather shy, and only ever hung out
other boys, usually the quieter ones.
The other interesting thing is that, as he had been going through
puberty, he had started to have strange thoughts. He found himself,
quite often, wondering what it would be like to be a girl.
And the more he thought about it, that wondering became a longing: when
he looked at the girls in school, even though he found some of them very
attractive, and he knew he wasn't gay (not that there was anything wrong
if he was), he found himself admiring them more than lusting after them.
That is, he wondered what it would be like to be them. He wondered what
it would be like to not have a penis, to grow breasts, to keep a high
voice, and be pretty. In a way, he envied them.
Perhaps that was why he enjoyed playing with Paula and Josie when he was
younger? But that didn't make sense. When they played when they were
younger, Paula and Josie weren't particularly "girly," and didn't have
female features like breasts. He interacted with them just as if they
were boys. So no, maybe they were just good fun?
Strange.
*****
They arrived at Paula's house. Josie's family was already there, and
everyone greeted Richard and his family.
The house had 5 rooms or spare rooms, which had been rearranged so that
there was a room for each set of parents; then Sarah's room was the
girls' room for the 4 girls, and Paula's room would be used as the boys'
room, for the 3 boys.
"Aren't you sleeping in here? I used to enjoy sleepovers with you two,"
said Richard to Paula and Josie.
"No, we're in the girls' room now," said Josie. Richard noticed Paula
shoot a frown at Josie.
What was that all about?, thought Richard. Why did I assume they'd sleep
in the boys' room? I'm sure I remember them doing that in the past. But
why? Why in the past were there 5 of us (there 3 boys and 2 girls)
crammed into the large spare room, instead of 4 girls in one room and 3
boys in the other?
But also: why did Josie give such a strange reply, and why did Paula
look at her like that?
Is there something I don't know about?, he wondered.
*****
Later they went outside to play cricket in the back yard. As usual,
Sarah and Tara weren't interested, so 5 of them played: Richard, Paula,
Josie, Chris and Tim. Richard remembered being reasonably evenly matched
with Paula and Josie when they were younger, but now, when he was
batting, he hit the ball around with ease.
"You're bowling like a girl!" he taunted Josie. ["Bowling" is roughly
equivalent to "pitching" in baseball or softball]
"Maybe because that's I AM a girl now!" Josie pouted back.
Richard gave a puzzled look, and Josie went red. But Paula stepped in:
"Things change as we get older. We don't just grow tall and muscly like
guys do. Can we just leave it at that and get on with the game?"
"Thanks Paul," mumbled Josie. Another guilty look went on her face,
"...a. Thanks Paula."
The game went on for a while more. Eventually everyone had had a turn
batting, so the game finished and everyone went inside for a drink.
"Let's go for a swim now!" said Chris.
Everyone agreed that was a good idea, and they headed up to get changed.
Richard was the last to finish his drink, so he went upstairs last.
As he passed the girls' room. He could hear some angry whispering. No
one else was in the hallway, and Richard couldn't help himself: he got
up close to the door to listen:
-----
"It'll be ok," whispered Josie, "no one's every going to suspect the
truth!"
"That's not the point," Paula whispered back in a scolding tone, "it's
got to be kept secret!"
-----
'What was that all about?' thought Richard. What is it that no one will
ever suspect?
He thought about all the odd things. Josie referring to "girls' room
now" and Paula giving her a strange look. Then talking about being a
"girl now," and calling Paula "Paul".
They all seemed to be pointing to something, but it all seemed so far
fetched...
And yet, if true it all made sense.
It couldn't be. It just couldn't be.
Finally Richard dared to form the words in his head:
Did Paula and Josie used to be Paul and Joseph?
As soon as Richard dared to think that thought, memories came flooding
back. Memories of playing with two boys called Paul and Joseph. Memories
of them in that pool, all three of them in boys' swimming trunks and
very definitely being boys...
But magic wasn't real, was it?
But then, he had read recently, that the reason most people don't
believe in magic, is that magic can also alter people's memories so they
don't notice the magic. Now he had read that on a pretty dodgy looking
web site, but what if it was true?
Because, if by some chance it was true... Paula and Josie were living
Richard's greatest fantasy.
*****
Richard got to the pool before the girls. When Paula and Josie came down
to the pool, he looked at them walk towards the water in their bikinis.
Well, there was no doubt they were girls!
And the more he thought, the more he envied them, just like the girls at
school. What wouldn't he give to have a female body, to squeal in a
happy high voice, to have boobs, and be able to wear a bikini. As he had
often thought in the last few years, a female body seemed "right"; not
like the thin boney male body he had.
As they swam and played, the flashbacks of a younger Paul and Joseph in
swimming trunks still came occasionally. But they faded away as he saw
the very obviously female Paula and Josie instead.
Later, Richard sat on a deck chair and thought. Realistically, it
probably wasn't magic. It was probably just false memories and a vivid
imagination.
But if there was a chance, just the slightest chance, that magic was
real, he would do anything to be magically changed into a girl.
*****
Later that afternoon, they were inside. Paula and Josie were sitting on
the lounge, cuddling a cat, and also looking at pictures on Josie's
phone. No one else was in the lounge room. Richard walked up and sat
down near them.
"I didn't know you had a cat," he said to Paula. "Is it a boy or a
girl?"
"It's a girl. I call her Puss. Hardly an original name, but I was so
excited when I got her I couldn't think of a better name," said Paula.
"So when did you get her?"
"Christmas 2 years ago. She was a kitten then, so I guess she's just
over 2 years old."
"Yes, it's fun to get a pussy for Christmas," piped up Josie, "then I
got one last Christmas. Best present I ever got!"
Again Richard noticed Paula give that funny look at Josie.
Richard thought furiously. That was the fourth time Josie had said
something strange. Was that it? Something to do with a "pussy"? A
"pussy" of course was another word for vagina. Was it something to do
with that?
"It does sound like a wonderful present," he said. "Did you have to do
anything special to get it?"
Josie decided to play along. "Well, I asked Santa. Maybe there's a
special magic. But after I asked Santa at the mall, I got my pussy at
Christmas!"
Richard thought again, and decided it was worth taking a chance. "You
know what, I've always wanted a pussy. If I ask Santa for a pussy, will
he give me one?"
Josie and Paula looked at each other.
After a long pause, Paula said, "He might. I mean, nothing is ever
certain. But I think, if there's something your heart really wants...
then somehow, there's a certain magic in asking Santa. Even when you're
not a little kid."
"Well, if it's not too crazy, can we go to the mall? Because like I
said, just between the three of us, I'd really like to have a pussy."
Paula wasn't sure if Richard was talking about a cat or a vagina, but
decided to go along with it either way.
As Richard went to find his mother, Paula and Josie whispered to each
other.
"This is so familiar," said Josie. "Do you think the same thing will
happen to him?"
"It's so hard to tell," said Paula. "I can't tell if he means 'pussy' as
a cat or as... something else. But let's just go along with it. If he
wants the same thing as us... great! If he just wants a pet cat... well
that's ok too."
"OK," said Josie.
*****
"Where are you going?" asked Richard's mother.
"We're going to the mall. And Mum, if it's not too late to ask, would I
be able to get a pussy for Christmas?"
She thought. "Well... a pet is a very big commitment. Once you get a
pussy, you have it for the rest of its life."
"I know, but I really want one."
"We'll see," said his mother.
"Anyway, we're off to the mall," Richard said, with Paula and Josie
following.
*****
So Richard, Paula and Josie walked to the mall. When they got there,
Paula and Josie waited while Richard lined up to see Santa. It seemed
ridiculous, a 15 year old boy seeing Santa. But he had to try it.
"Ho ho ho, I think this is the biggest child I've had all day. What's
your name, young man?"
"Richard"
"Well Richard, you must want something very much if you've lined up with
the little kids to see Santa. What is it you want for Christmas?"
"Well... see my cousins there, Paula and Josie? They're not little
either. But last year, Josie asked Santa for a pussy, and she got one.
And the year before, Paula asked Santa for a pussy, and she got one. So
I was wondering, Santa, could I have a pussy for Christmas too?"
"Hmm... But Paula and Josie are girls. Usually it's only girls who get a
pussy. Are you sure that is what you want?"
"Very much so, Santa. More than anything!"
Santa had a twinkle in his eye. "Very well, I will see what I can do, to
get you a pussy by Christmas morning."
Richard was very excited when he left Santa's chair. He somehow felt
more convinced that the magic was possible.
"So you asked for a pussy?" said Paula.
"Yes."
"Well, there are no certainties in life, but let's hope he does!" Paula
replied.
*****
Richard could hardly sleep when he went to bed on Christmas Eve. He
wasn't sure if magic was real. On the one hand, those occasional
memories of Paula and Josie as Paul and Joseph seemed very real. On the
other hand, it seemed pretty absurd believing in magic from Santa.
Meanwhile, Paula and Josie waited in anticipation. Richard, it seemed,
had the same wish as them. They still weren't sure whether Richard
understood that "pussy" had a double meaning or that magic was involved,
but either way, Richard has asked for a pussy just like they did. So
would Santa work the same magic? They looked forward to the morning,
hoping that he would.
*****
At 6 am, the noise of his brothers woke Richard up. Nervously, he slid a
hand down towards his crotch...
... and nothing had changed. He was still a boy. He sighed in
disappointment.
He followed Chris and Tim down to the tree in the lounge room. They
weren't allowed to open presents yet, but it was pretty obvious that
there was no cat in any of his presents.
Soon after, Paula and Josie woke up and came down to the lounge room.
Straight away, of course, they could see that Richard was still a boy.
"Are you ok Richard?" asked Paula.
"Yeah. Well no. I was hoping to get a pussy."
Paula gave him a hug. She was worried this might happen. She still
wasn't sure if Richard wanted a pet cat or if he wanted to be a girl,
but either way, he needed consoling.
And if he really did want to be a girl, why had it worked for her and
Josie, but not Richard? And it seemed that, unlike them, Richard
actually wanted it when he asked!
Maybe that was the difference? It only works if you don't understand the
double meaning?
Or maybe it only works on 12 year olds, not 15 year olds?
Or maybe the magic is very rare, and her and Josie were just very lucky.
Whatever it was, it was hard not to feel sorry for Richard.
*****
Later, when the adults were up and the gifts were unwrapped, it was
confirmed: there wasn't a pet cat for him either. So by either meaning,
it hadn't worked: Santa said he would get a pussy by Christmas morning,
and it hadn't happened.
Of course there were many nice gifts: some things for his bike, a
computer game, a couple of books... but his fantasy hadn't come true. He
didn't have a pussy.
He cursed himself for his over-active imagination. Why on earth did he
get so carried away that he thought Paula and Josie used to be boys? And
that the same magic could turn him into a girl. What a ridiculous
thought!
Worse, Paula and Josie probably thought he was really weird. Of course
they would know what a "pussy" is, so they would think he was really
strange asking for a pussy. Not so much for wishing it, but for being
naive enough to believe he could get it by magic. Worst of all, what if
they had worked out that he had imagined that they were boys who had
magically been turned into girls?
So while Richard tried to put on a smile, it was hard to completely hide
his disappointment.
Paula and Josie, especially Paula, felt sorry for Richard. They could
see how down he was.
*****
As usual, the family had a big Christmas lunch. Richard was moping, and
didn't eat as much as usual. His mother could see something was wrong.
"Richard, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm ok," he mumbled.
"Well try to cheer up. There are lot of fun times still be be had this
holiday."
Richard smiled a weak smile.
When lunch was over, Richard retreated to his room. Thankfully Chris and
Tim were too busy playing downstairs, so he had some time to himself.
Because if there was anything worse than Paula and Josie knowing he
wanted to magically turn into a girl, it would be them seeing him
crying.
*****
Later on, in the evening, the family got together again for a light
dinner. Because he hadn't eaten well at lunch, Richard was rather
hungry, and consoled himself by helping himself to a large serve of the
cold turkey and leftover salad.
Everyone else took what they wanted, which wasn't much.
But a couple of minutes later, Richard's father stood up.
"It is now 7pm! Which means it has just ticked over to Christmas Day in
California! So... in honour of it being Christmas at our home, I have
something for each of my children. Here is a picture of something
waiting for each of you when you get home."
"Chris... this is for you."
"Tim... this is for you. And Rachel..."
"...Rachel?" there was no response. He looked at Richard again,
"Rachel?"
"Oh sorry," said Richard. He tried to clear his throat because his voice
didn't sound right, "Thank you," he said, still puzzled.
"Look in the card. She'll be waiting for you when we get back home,
sweetie," said his mother.
Richard opened the card. It was a photo of a kitten. His parents WERE
getting him a cat!
Then, he realised that his hands looked different. His fingers looked
smaller, and his nails were polished.
He noticed some hair falling down. He reached and held, in amazement.
His hair was longer?
"Are you OK Rachel?" asked his Mum.
"I just... I just got some hair in my face."
His confusion began to turn to excitement. How had his hair gotten
longer? Smaller fingers and polished nails he could have imagined, but
there was no imagining the long hair. Could he have possibly got his
wish?
He tried to inconspicuously look down at his shirt. Wait, WAS that a
shirt? He noticed two things, almost at the same time. First, the shirt,
or whatever it was, was red and white, with lacy frills. And second, his
chest was sticking out. It sure looked like boobs. It couldn't be, could
it?
He looked up, and saw Paula across the table, wide eyed in shock, with a
smile on her face. She looked to her right, and Josie had the same
shocked expression. But everyone else at the table looked relatively
normal.
"Are you OK Rachel?" asked his mother.
"Yes it's just..." He tried to clear his throat again, but his voice
stayed in the same high pitch. "It's just that I'm overwhelmed. I never
imagined I'd get a pussy."
But did he really? It all seemed to add up: being called 'Rachel', a
high voice, polished nails, long hair, a dress, and best of all: what
looked like boobs... but was he really a girl? Did he really have a
pussy?
He couldn't very well feel himself under the table. But he tried
squeezing his legs together. Did it feel any different? He wasn't sure.
But his legs certainly weren't squeezing anything. Did his legs usually
squeeze something? He couldn't remember!
There was nothing to do but to keep eating the meal.
Josie nudged his elbow, and gave him an excited smile. Richard gave a
confused, "I'm not sure if it's happened!" expression in return.
As he brought food to his mouth, he tried brushing his forearm against
his chest. Oh wow, that's different! He let a quiet gasp. He could
actually feel his arm's touch with his... with his breast.
So he certainly felt different, everything seemed different, but still
he wanted that final confirmation. Did he have a pussy? He kept pushing
his legs together, and he sure couldn't feel anything there, but
still... did that mean nothing WAS there?
Finally the main meal was finished, and people began collecting plates.
Paula got up. "Isn't that a web address on Rachel's card? Can we go to
my room and look and pictures of her new cat?"
"Sure," said her mother. "But don't be long!"
Josie also got up, and grabbed Richard's arm. "Come on!"
Richard followed Paula and Josie to Paula's room. He was still in a
daze, not quite believing it.
Paula closed the door. "It's happened! It's happened!"
"Are you sure?" said Richard.
"Well look at yourself!"
"But do I really have a pussy?"
Richard stood in front of the mirror and slowly lifted the hem of the
dress. He was wearing white panties, and there was no hint of a penis
bulge.
He brought his hand down and nervously touched the front of his panties.
He let a little gasp. It wasn't there! All he could feel was his scrotum
(or what felt like his scrotum) and a little indent.
"Do you mind if I go into the bathroom?"
"Sure!" beamed Paula and Josie.
Richard went into the bathroom and locked the door. He pulled the
panties off and down to the floor. Then nervously he lifted the hem of
his dress and looked at himself in the mirror.
In the mirror was the sight he had been dreaming about for years. There
was no penis, just a neat little bush.
Tentatively he felt around. As before, it felt rather like his scrotum,
but with no balls inside, and no penis anywhere. His scrotum had become
his outer labia. He felt some more, and ran his finger along the
vertical slit between them, which curved down under. There was no doubt
about it: he had no penis anywhere. He took in the wondrous feeling of
no penis being there, just the opening to her new pussy, which confirmed
she was now a girl. It was true. Santa had given her a pussy, and
Richard was now Rachel.
She went back into Paula's room. "It's true!" she beamed. "I've got a
pussy now, just like you!". There were hugs and squeals of excitement,
and Rachel was so overcome she began to cry as she embraced her cousins.
"Santa gave you a pussy, just like he did for us!" smiled Josie.
"So you two DID used to be boys. I thought so!"
"Tricky Santa!" said Paula. "He said he'd bring it on Christmas morning,
but he meant Christmas morning where you live!"
"But now what happens?" she asked when they'd calmed down a little.
"Will everyone call me Rachel now?"
"Well that's what happened to me, and what happened to Josie," said
Paula. "Somehow Santa's magic alters memories. Everyone except you two
remember me as Paula, and everyone except me and you remember Josie as
Josie. So I'm sure everyone will just remember you as Rachel."
And so it was. When they finally came downstairs for dessert, it did
indeed seem like everyone thought that the three former boys had always
been Rachel, Paula and Josie.
*****
Later that night. Rachel found that her mattress was now in the girls'
room. With Sarah and Tara also in the room, she couldn't talk about what
had happened. So she quickly got undressed and into a nightie. Under the
covers, she felt herself a little more, in wonder and a little
disbelief.
As before, her labia felt wonderfully smooth and soft, and she loved how
everything was tucked inside. Feeling a little inside her outer labia,
she eventually found a tiny little nub, which she would later discover
was her clitoris. Touching it, it felt like the end of her penis, only
even better: even more sensitive. It's like still having a penis, but
even better!, she purred to herself.
She soon fell off to sleep, content.
The next morning she woke up. After a moment she remembered where she
was, and what had happened.
It wasn't a dream, was it?
As she had the previous morning, she slowly slid a hand down towards her
crotch. But this time she was not disappointed. She felt the smooth,
soft curve of her mons veneris, gently curving down to a soft vertical
opening instead of a penis. It wasn't a dream; it was true! She had a
pussy.
She got up, and went to the bathroom for a shower. For the first time,
she could undress completely and look at her naked female body.
She admired her curves. She loved how she had boobs - which seemed huge,
but in fact were "only" B cup. And best of all, of course, she admired
how her ugly penis and balls were gone, and now she had a pussy.
After a very pleasurable shower, she came down for breakfast. She joined
Paula and Josie, and soon the three of them were laughing and giggling,
comparing pictures of their pet cats.
Rachel's mother came over. "You seem much merrier today than yesterday,
sweetheart!"
"Yes, that's because I love my gift from 'Santa' so much," she replied.
"I'm just so happy to finally have a pussy, just like Paula and Josie."
Rachel continued, "A pussy is the best Christmas present ever! I've
wanted one for so long, and now I finally have my own pussy!"
The End.
Author's note: a pet is a serious commitment, and the author does not
endorse giving a pet for Christmas. This was done in the story as a plot
device only. She does, however, endorse magically giving a pussy to any
boy who really wants one.
*****
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