Gift Wrapped Girlfriend

Artwork by Torisukerabasu “Wow, so you really are taking this Christmas wish tree thing seriously huh?” Andrew scoffed as he saw his friend and roommate of less than a year Draymond writing his wish down onto a small piece of paper. He always found him to be rather odd, but this really took the cake. What was he, 8 years old?

Andrew snatched the note from Draymond before he could finish folding it up.

“You believe in Santa too? Heh, What are you doing this for man?” Andrew questioned, mocking the annoyed friend.

“Give it back Dray! It’s just a little good luck charm, that's all. Its not a big deal!”

“You sure are acting like it’s a big deal bro, haha!” Andrew said as he backed away from his grabby roommate, dangling the note always just out of reach. He was stepping awfully close to the mess of gift boxes and wrapping ribbons strewn across their living room floor. They had been busy all day wrapping gifts. A large, lengthy box laid just behind Andrew, the most colorful box of them all—its holiday beauty oppressed by the mean spirited jests of a holiday grump.

“I said give it back!” Draymond said, lunging towards Andrew and shoving him. He stumbled back and fell into the large gift box on the floor, the connected top to the box shutting closed after he fell in. It was just big enough for Andrew to fit perfectly within the thick, paper walls.

It was pitch dark and Andrew could feel the massive cushion of lace ribbons surrounding him. Dray’s wish note was still firmly within his hands, but something odd began to happen. He noticed the note starting to glow! Confused, he hoped to just leave the box quickly. However, the lid would not open. He tried pushing and punching at the siding, but it seemed unreasonably strong. He was trapped! Even more concerning, he could feel the ribbons around him starting to shift and slide around on their own, wrapping over his body and binding his arms and legs. All his clothing began to magically disappear as well, the ribbons soon clenching to his bare flesh. Just as he was about to scream out for Draymond’s help, a few ribbons bound themselves tightly over his mouth. More soon followed and covered his eyes. Tightly they gripped, around his waist, his chest, his shoulders, his thighs, everywhere it seemed. It was like some weird bondage prison.

Outside of the gift box, Draymond could see it violently starting to shake as Andrew struggled inside. He heard muffled screams yelling out. He quickly tried lifting the lid off, but failed--it was as if it was glued shut. He backed away for a few moments, trying to think of what to do next, but the sounds coming from within the box were stopping him in his tracks, curiosity leading to inertness.

Inside, the ribbons were constricting all over Andrew, causing bizarre changes to his body’s shape. His waist was pulled inward into a thin, curvy state and his chest exploded in size as two, large globes of fat held tightly together, as if he were wearing a corset. His nipples went erect, tenting against the thin ribbons, the textures exciting them. His shoulders scrunched into a feminine slope as they were pulled hard by the soft bindings. The ribbons were reshaping every inch of him into something magnificent. His back arched as he was compressed even further and his ass bloated in size, the fat squeezing out of every opening it could find between the ropes of ribbons lining its surface. Some were flossing between his butt cheeks, gliding around to the other side against his cock, which was pressed tightly against his body.

Draymond was soon caught off guard once he began hearing what sounded like moans—female moans—coming from within the box. What once sounded like screams of terror now sounded like sensual, dotty cries for more.

Indeed Andrew wished for more, his mind seized by the power of a holiday wish as his face contorted and crunched into the drooling visage of a bombshell beauty, long silky black hair cascading down past his shoulders. The mind-numbing pleasure coursing through him as his body was shaped to the desires of his friend, gleefully poisoned his soul. His skin smoothed out, fingers and feet becoming more delicate and refined, every inch of him becoming exactly what his friend had envisioned when making his wish. He desperately hoped he’d be happy with her. Draymond was her best friend, her reason for being, the shining star of her life!

Draymond quickly snapped out of his stupor and went for plan B and rushed to the kitchen. He had to find a box cutter, scissors, something to get Andrew out of there. But Andrew was no more, her manhood being flattened out of existence by a couple of excruciatingly tight ribbons tugging on her genitals. Her dick shrunk against their heavenly touch, the last remnants of male seed spilling themselves out from the shriveled bud gradually tucking itself into a fresh, wet opening between her legs. As if reacting to the building climax within her while her pussy quivered to new life, every ribbon gave one final colossal squeeze, pushing her already impressive figure to even further extremes—tits rising, waist dipping, tummy flattening, back arching, thighs fattening, ass tightening, neck shrinking, while big, full lips nibbled erratically on the binding pulling against her mouth.

“D-Dray! Ahn! Oh Dray baby! Haaahn!! Oh...”

Andrew reached the peak of her ecstasy and let loose, her loins soaked with excited fluids over the thought of her boyfriend Draymond. All the ribbons promptly loosened, letting the woman fully bask. One lonely ribbon however, fashioned itself into a bow on the top left side of her head.

Light hit her face as Andrew hastily cut through the lid of the box. He was startled by the site of an amazingly beautiful woman, the woman of his dreams in fact, the exact one he had wished for down to the last detail! She emerged from the giant gift box covered in loose ribbons, some clinging to the contours of her succulent curves.

“A-Andrew! You turned into—!”

“Hooh Dray! How do I look baby? Hee, hee.” The new female Andrew playfully asked, a love-crazed look in her eyes, cheeks beet red running a fever of love.

Despite his panic, Draymond pitched a tent at what had become of his friend. She was stunning, his dream come true. But he was still in a panic.

“Wait!?, if everything on my wish came true, then that would also mean…” Andrew nervously said, a lump forming in his throat. He had put some… questionable choices into his wish for an ideal woman. After all, it was all in good fun.

“Ooo, happy holidays indeed!” Andrew cheered, staring at the erect member hidden like a gift beneath Draymond’s sweatpants. “Is that candy cane for me?  Ahahaha! Oh, I’m gonna fuck you into next Christmas babe!”

“Wait, Andrew sto—ohh!” Draymond pleaded before the horny minx pounced on him. It wasn’t long before he was completely won over by Andrew’s ways. It was going to be a Holiday filled with the humpity hump hump of sweet, savory sex. Though, after the first few rounds, Draymond did begin to wonder if this wish could backfire on him. Would he be able to handle such an insatiable woman?

As Andrew was mounted by her man near the Christmas tree, the note that had brought her into being laid nestled between some loose ribbons on the floor nearby, lit warmly by the fireplace. It read...

I wish for this Christmas, my own personal cock hungry slut of a girlfriend. Big tits and ass, knockout curves, some juicy thighs to boot, with long black hair. Oh, and of course she will be madly in love with me, she won’t be able to think of anything but me and will crave me constantly.

Sincerely, Draymond