12 Days Elf

Jenny had seen the weird little curio shop and found some hilarious Shelf Elves. Knowing how her brother always annoyed her at Christmas with that song, she bought an Elf, the 12 Days of Christmas Elf. The weird little man in a bathrobe wrapped it and wished her a Happy Holiday. He also told her it was best to make sure that the present was opened by the fourteenth of December to make sure there were Twelve Days of Christmas to celebrate with the Elf. That sounded so awesome. Arriving at the family home that they shared as adults, their parents having moved to Florida, leaving them to their lives and probably to fight over who might get the house if one got married. Her older brother always was a bit of a shy boy, so she doubted he would find a woman before his next birthday at the age of twenty-five. She wasn’t doing any better as a twenty-two year old “spinster” herself. She left the present on the table by the front door where they threw their keys. It was the fourteenth so she left a note telling him she got him an early Christmas Gift and telling him to open and enjoy. She laughed as she headed out of the house to her job at a retail store. The thought of the joke gift helping her face the day of Holiday Shoppers.

A weary sigh escaped Glen’s body as he unlocked the door. The house was quiet as his sister Jenny was at work at the Mall. Glen was sad. The Holiday was weighing heavier than usual this year. The fact that their parents had basically just abandoned them for Florida was one thing, but really it was that Glen was lonely. He heard about all the guys at work having events and gatherings with loved ones and family. He had his bratty younger sister. He had never been on a date. The only girl he kissed ever was Diana Jennings. It was funny the only gal he ever kissed was a lesbian. He wondered if he was that bad of a kisser that he turned her. Dark thoughts were all he had it seemed. He was surprised as he saw the small wrapped box beside the bowl they threw keys and change in. He read the note attached and wondered what the joke was as his sister was never one to do nice things for him. He was just as bad, he guessed. So Glen slowly peeled back the wrapping paper like he expected it to explode. Instead he found a box similar to the pop culture collectibles that was all over the Internet, blind boxes. Apparently this one was an Elf, a 12 Days Elf.

It didn’t take him long to realize it was a dig at his annoying of his sister by playing that sappy carol that never seemed to end. It was always Twelve Days of wonderful verses to annoy as far as he was concerned. So he got the joke, but was there more? The note had mentioned that to “Activate the Elf’s full magic it had to be opened on the fourteenth of December, which was today. Curiosity won out and Glen opened the box. He sat the Elf on the coffee table in front of him. It was cute. Brown hair and a simple cute face. The silly green elf hat didn’t take away from her looks. Small pointed ears seemed made to be understated. The green dress looked like velvet and came down over white stockings that covered long legs. Matching green wedge heels finished the look. The funny part is just how realistic she looked. Glen just stared like he was lost. In a deep trance he sat still as the sparkles began forming a tornado around the Elf’s body. He felt like he should run but couldn’t move. The green whirlwind expanded and twisted covering him. His body felt like it was being turned inside out, but there was no pain. In a flash of light the room went still. Glen passed out.

“Hey! Hey You!” Jenny shook the woman sitting on her couch. “Wake up.” Slowly eyes blinked and looked to see Jenny above them shaking their body. “What Sis? Stop shaking me Jenny.” Glen said. They watched as Jenny pulled back. “Excuse you? Who are you and how do you know my name?” Groggy, Glen sat up straight and felt a strange weight on their chest. Hair brushed the sides of their head. “What happened…..wait….my voice?” Glen saw small hands with green painted fingernails. Looking down Glen saw a green dress on their body. “What?” They jumped up and ran to the hallway. “Wait! Skank!” Jenny yelled trailing after her. “Is this me?” Glen said as they pulled a strand of hair and touched their chest. “I’m a girl?” Panic flooded the young woman who turned to Jenny. “Jenny. I’m a girl. How? Help me.” Tears welled up in the brown haired girl’s eyes. “Okay. I don’t know who you are, but this stopped being funny about two minutes ago.” She said as she prepared to call the police. “Jenny, it's me. It's Glen, your brother.” Something in the girl’s voice caused Jenny to pause. “Okay, I’ll play along. So tell me who the first person I ever kissed was if you are my brother?” Glen thought for a moment. “You tell everyone it was Bobby Trent, but he was not your first. It was me. You said you wanted to try it before some strange boy kissed you. I didn’t want to, but you blackmailed me because I had scratched Dad’s 1930’s Ford with my bike.” Jenny’s eyes were wide. “HOLY SHIT!” “Language!” Glen said. She grabbed her brother’s arm and dragged them back to the living room. “How are you a woman? Are you all woman?” Jenny pulled at the hem of Glen’s dress. “Stop that.” She slapped her hand. “I don’t know. I just woke up.” she blushed.

After a few minutes of questions and awkward silences, the siblings had decided it had to be the Shelf Elf, which had disappeared, that did this transformation. Jenny had found the box under the table. She read the paper inside. It said that for twelve days the person would have different Christmas experiences. The more they did things that were connected to the Holiday Season, the better they would feel. On the day after the Twelfth day of Christmas they could change back if they had acquired enough Christmas Spirit. That was when Glen found a small purse by the couch. Inside was a driver’s license, it was for her, her face stared back, the name on the ID was Christmas Perkins. Jenny laughed so hard she ended up on the floor. Christmas was also younger, nineteen years old, which sobered Jenny up. Glen was not taking things well. “How about we call you Chrissy?” Jenny offered. After a bit Chrissy nodded. “See, big sisters know best.” Jenny grinned. They continued checking and saw that Christmas Perkins was an unemployed young woman according to the papers that were now in the family desk. The more they checked things around the house, the more they realized that things had changed. The bedrooms were switched. Little sister was now in the former little sister’s room. Jenny loved this as Glen’s room had always been bigger. A Bathroom was now shared between the two rooms and had all the needed creams, oils, and accessories that two gals would need. Letters from their parents implied a growing frustration that Chrissy had not found a job. They had stopped her “allowance” as a way to push her into “becoming a responsible adult” at long last. Jenny helped her sister get dressed for bed and as she closed the door she heard the soft sobs.

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“Rise and shine Chrissy!” Jenny yelled as she pulled the drapes back flooding the room with sunlight. “No.” came a reply from under the covers. Jenny grinned as she pulled the covers from the bed leaving Chrissy gasping as the cooler air hit her bare legs and arms. The soft shorts and thin tee shirt made her look the cute young woman she was now. The only negative was the death stare she was giving her sister. The problem was it came out as a cute pout. “Up! I have you a job, so get ready while I cook some breakfast.” Chrissy scowled. “Oh stop that!” Jenny scolded. “It will give you wrinkles. Besides, you will be perfect for this job.” She left and Chrissy got up and headed to the bathroom. She stripped out of her sleep clothes and stood in front of the mirror. She was small. From her height, to her breasts, to her feet, she was a petite girl. Her hair was messy and her pointed ears showed through the tangled strands. Carefully, she touched the points and felt her fingers on them. Pinching them hurt, but they were truly a part of her. Showering was stressful. Touching her body was weird. The water burned, then froze her skin until she was able to regulate it. Body parts that before were just easy to soap up now elicited tingles of arousal. She was so hesitant when she washed between her legs, but found the feelings of pleasure made it easier. Chrissy explored a bit more than she had thought she would, but it was nice. Then she became embarrassed at the feelings of playing with her new anatomy. She looked at the closet and the clothes and ended up putting a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt, both of which looked sexier than she wanted, on and went to the kitchen.

“Hell’s to the NO!” Jenny exclaimed when she saw her. “What?” Chrissy said. “Nevermind, I will dress you and run a brush through that hair after we eat.” Chrissy would look at Jenny as she ate. Her thoughts were a jumble. Her sister was taller than her now. She also seemed put together. “So you said there was a job?” Jenny grinned, “Yes. It is just through Christmas Eve, but it can help right now. The Elf Paper seemed to imply that you could turn back by having Holiday Spirit. This job might help. Be thankful that the other girl came to work drunk.” She looked at Jenny puzzled, but left it alone. After helping clean the kitchen, Chrissy followed Jenny back to her room. Soon she had been thrown a pair of pink socks and skinny jeans. A large green sweater also was thrown on the bed. “Strip.” Jenny commanded. Blushing Chrissy started, then realized she would be naked. “Oh come on…” Jenny exclaimed as she pulled the clothes off her sister. The young woman turned a deep shade of red as she tried covering herself. Jenny found a nice pair of green boy shorts and a pretty green bra that looked more lace than fabric. After Chrissy was dressed, she had to admit her body wore the clothes well. Next was a time of Jenny pulling a brush through a tangled mess of hair. She was instructed to brush the hair before bed and basically after a shower and often through the day. Light make up was applied and Chrissy stared at the girl in the mirror. “I’d date me.” she said before a punch from Jenny shocked her to her senses.

Entering the Mall was stressful. Chrissy felt like she was being stared at, which many guys and some girls were doing. They stopped at Santa’s Village and Chrissy realized what the job might be. “No No No No.” she protested. “Yes Yes Yes. Besides, I don’t have the money to cover our household expenses alone and you don’t have any savings like Glen did.” Pouting, she let Jenny pull her long and was introduced to Mrs. Twilliger, the stern woman over the Mall’s facilities, which included events such as visiting Santa. After her employment forms were filled out, documents scanned, and all the other fun things, she was given her “Elf Outfit.” Before Jenny left her to head to her retail job, she helped get her sister dressed. She had brought a backpack filled with some essentials and so Chrissy could store her clothes. Besides just putting them in a locker loose. The short skirt came just above her knee, thigh high white socks gave her a cute look. The frilly red, white, and green top hugged her body. Her hair was up in pigtails and her pointy ears showed. Mrs. Twilliger seemed to accept that it was just a bit of genetic mutation. It saved her from wearing the cheap plastic elf ears. She was to help keep the line moving today.She handed out candy canes and forced herself to be jolly and cheerful so much her cheeks hurt at the end of the day. The other girl, Cindy, was nice enough, she helped her out and said they could switch off in a day or so and let Chrissy be with Santa.

Santa turned out to be Derek Jennings, Diana Jennings’ older brother. He had really let himself go. Now he had a bit of a belly and the make up didn’t have to work hard to make him look old. The fact was he seemed to have become a bit of a bitter creep. Cindy had warned her to be wary of him. He had a reputation of being a bit of a creep. She just grabbed her backpack and headed to meet Jenny at the store she worked at still in her Elf Outfit. Her feet ached, but she felt a bit of a responsibility to stay “in character” as the children giggled and talked to her. Tired and weary by the time she walked up to the counter her sister stood behind, she was in a good mood. “Well?” Jenny asked. “It was okay. I am tired though. Can we go home?” Jenny grinned, “Sure….but first….come with me.” Chrissy was dragged to the back of the store. Jenny made sure her replacement was on the register before she had her sister in a dressing room and presented a silver dress that looked like liquid metal. When Chrissy looked at herself in the mirror, the dress draped perfectly over her body, she couldn’t believe it was her. Jenny smiled. “Okay, Merry Christmas.” She bought the dress for Chrissy. Deciding to put her street clothes on since she had to undress to try her new dress on, she felt better, more normal. The two left for the food court for dinner and then home. The second day of Christmas was done. A small cylinder sitting on Chrissy’s bedside table filled with a small bit of sparkly green liquid.