When Wolf learned that I can hear his thoughts only when wearing him, he actually started cheering about his situation even more than before. It is quite nice to hear. But as it is another day, it is time for another transformation.

    “I think that I’m going to take this one,” says Iris. She has greatly enjoyed all the transformations up until this point and it was a daily struggle to decide whether she wanted to see just one more or to have it happen to herself that day.

Through snow or sky, by dog or reindeer, travelling all around

To visit friends or for the fun, recognised by its jingling sound

“This… is a cryptic one,” says Iris.

    “Skis maybe? To complement our ice skates?” says Rey.

    “Skis don’t get pulled by dogs, or reindeer for that matter,” says Emilia.

    “Wait, it’s…” Iris’s words trail off as she is starting to feel the effects of the transformation, causing her to drop on her knees. It can be an overwhelming sensation when it starts to see and feel your body transform into something so different.

    “You’d better take off your clothes if you don’t want them to rip,” I say.

    Of course, Iris can’t help but blush at the idea. However, her humanity will be stripped from her soon enough, for now at least, so will modesty really matter? She complies without complaint, revealing that throughout many parts of her body, there are quite significant changes happening already. All four of her limbs have gotten quite a bit stiffer and it looks like her backside is actually getting flatter. It gets to the point that, by the time she manages to take off her jeans, she is forced to stand on all fours and is unable to take off her socks anymore. Of course, others in the room decide to help her out with it.

    “Have you figured out what you’re becoming now?” I ask.

    Iris nods to the best of her ability. “Not to sound horny… but will you guys ride me?” she says, causing the rest of us to laugh while her features are transforming more and more. Her lower arms have started turning wooden. One of her hands has even already vanished while the other is in the process of doing so. The same thing is happening to her lower legs. And at both her elbows and her knees, we can see that the wood starts protruding, as if a continuation of her lower limbs. These protrusions are also seemingly trying to find each-other.

    The flattening of her back hasn’t been standing still either. The conversion from skin into wood has been proceeding steadily, being replaced by a simple set of wooden planks. The whole thing gets elongated as well, so that she can be ridden by two people at the same time.

    “Happy… holidays,” Iris says while her head shrinks down. Her hair gets tied into two ponytails that quickly transform into two ropes instead so that the rider can steer. Her facial features vanish from view while her arms and legs have connected fully into a set of runners to easily glide over the snow outside.

    And with that, Iris has been fully transformed into a lovely sleigh, all ready for some winter fun. Of course, the remaining people here waste no time to grant Iris’s wish. “Me first!” says Chloé who grabs the former young woman and quickly rushes outside.

    “Not alone, you won’t!” says Luke.

    The group heads outside while Johann grabs Megan the ice skates, not wanting her to miss out on the fun.

    While this is going on, Eliza approaches me. “Another great transformation but the poem mentioned the jingling of bells.”

    “It does, doesn’t it?” I say.