As Helen rides around the Christmas tree as the toy train that she has now become, Wolf steps up this time. “As much fun as it is to watch others transform, I think I wanna have my go today.” He had been watching and interacting with those already transformed quite a lot. He had flipped over the snowglobe containing Doli Fay’s snow often, enjoyed the Nyela candy cane’s sweet taste, and even used Vin the nutcracker every so often for a snack.

    But now it was his turn to transform and be used as an item.

As Santa travels across the globe to deliver gifts in the cold night’s air

He needs something to warm his ears while still sporting Christmas flair

“What, like earmuffs?” Wolf pondered out loud.

    We do not have to wait long for the changes to start proving him wrong as small white hairs begin growing out of his head. It looks like a beard at first but it doesn’t just grow on his chin. No, it grows out all over. Even his hair is turning white while his head becomes more and more spherical. In the meantime, most of his body turns into red fabric as he shrinks.

    “Another clothing transformation, huh?” says Liza.

    “Of course, there’s many kinds of Christmas clothes,” I respond.

    “I feel a little… light,” says Wolf as he looks down at his transforming body. He had been a little scrawny up until this point but it now looks as if his body is fanning out. Well, that’s not exactly the right thing to say either. It is actually more accurate to say that, while his upper torso remains thin, the further down it goes, the more it fans out, not unlike the dress that Teysa had become and is now snuggly wrapped around my body.

    And this fanning out doesn’t simply stop at his hips. His legs, too, are fanning out and merging together while his feet become a white rim, just like on the Teysa dress and the Serena stockings. More and more, his entire body from the tips of his feet all the way up to his neck, is becoming quite triangular.

    But the changes on his head hasn’t stopped either. The white hair that had been growing out here is only becoming fluffier and softer. His facial features are increasingly more difficult to make out as the changes simply erase them.

    “Do… wear me… please,” Wolf says as whatever strength he used to have as a human quickly vanishes. What were once his legs are now simply a part of the Christmas hat made entirely of fabric. Uselessly, he falls to the floor within the pile that was his former clothing and as he lands, we can all hear a little Christmas jingle bell going off within the poofball.

    I do not hesitate and quickly fish him out of the pile to show off the new hat to everybody here, ringing the little bell as I do. They seem to like the new form that Wolf has taken on and so do I of course. Naturally, I put the new Christmas hat on to add to my look. But that is when something unexpected happens: I can hear Wolf’s thoughts buzzing right in my head.

    “I can’t believe I’m just a Christmas hat now.” “I’m being worn!” “I wonder if she can hear me?”

    Why yes, I can indeed hear him. It momentarily confuses me but it makes sense, considering he is placed on my head. However, I decide not to reveal this to him just yet. It seems more fun to me to simply hear his unfiltered thoughts for now about what it feels like for him to be a hat. Perhaps tomorrow he will find out.

    But of course, someone else will be the star of the show tomorrow.