“Okay...what am I going to do?” Ludella panics, still wearing her winter coat after hurrying into the house from her now damaged car. She’s clutching a red holiday cape as she paces the room, trying to figure out if what she thinks happened actually happened. “I mean...she was there and then she wasn’t… Like she vanished into thin air and all that remained was this cape! It had to have happened, right? I mean...my car shows the damage... What am I going to do?” She groans. She strips off her winter coat and scarf and is continuing to pace the room when a scroll falls from the cape that she’s clutching. “What’s this?” She pulls it from the red ribbon and unrolls the parchment. “The ‘Mrs’ Clause?” She squints at the page. “Am I supposed to actually be able to read this? Talk about FINE print… Hmmm… ‘If you are responsible for the expiration of the previous Mrs. Clause, then you must put on the cape and accept the role..’” She lets out a nervous laugh. “This must be an elaborate practical joke, right? But...HOW? She was there and then she wasn’t...and...Whoa! New text is appearing on the page… ‘Put on the cape NOW. I’m watching you.’” Ludella looks uneasily from window to window before continuing to read. “‘I see you when you’re napping and I know when you’re awake. I know if you’ve been good or bad so be good for goodness’ sake and put on the cape! If you don’t, you’ll go to jail. I’ve recorded everything…’ Am I being blackmailed?” Ludella panics. She picks up the cape and begins reasoning to herself that her DNA is already all over it, so what harm could come from her just putting on the cape to appease whomever is watching her? So, she puts it on, but she never finished reading the fine print in the clause and has no idea that she’s just sealed her fate. Like magic, her tits begin to inflate bigger and BIGGER along with her once narrow waist which is now pushing hard against her belt till it snaps off her body from the stress of her increasing waistline. She looks down and her eyes grow wide in shock. “What in the name of Sam Hill is happening? It’s like my body is INFLATING!” As she stares at herself in disbelief her body continues to inflate and her breasts and belly grow larger and LARGER until she resembles a divine fertility Goddess with big bouncy naturally large breasts and a HUGE PREGNANT BELLY. “What just happened? Am I really turning into Mrs. Clause? I thought that they just lived forever. It never occurred to me that there would be replacements! I should have read the full clause.” She grabs the parchment and frantically reads that her breasts and belly would inflate to resemble the Mrs. Clause body...and that she’s to serve as Santa’s wife with all the wifely duties. “Wifely duties? Oooooh!” She raises her eyebrows as she understands what that must entail. “Okay...how do I undo this? I don’t know how I feel about this....” She nervously caresses her new curvaceous figure and once she grabs onto her new big juicy tits, her nervousness disappears to be replaced by intrigue and arousal. “Whoa...I never would have thought my boobs would ever be this big! They’re so...BIG...and SOFT...and BOUNCY…” She moans in delight as she bounces and squeezes and gropes her new naturally juicy tits. Finding herself incredibly aroused, she plops down on the table, sensually undulating her curvy body. “Mmmm...apparently my libido inflated along with everything else. I guess Mrs. Clause needs to provide the cookies afterall…” She grins, moaning and running her hands all over her body, clearly turned on by her new inflated figure. “I feel like a BIG FERTILE GODDESS ready to please…Mmmm…” Finding herself feeling quite hungry, she retrieves some cookies from the kitchen and sensually devours them between moans on the couch. She plays with her tits some more while continuing to sensually eat, and her moans increase from the pleasure. Her libido seems to be increasing the more she touches her new big ROUND curves and she finds herself moving around to different positions to show off and enjoy her figure. “I love being this big...and I want to get even BIGGER.” She moans, breathing heavily. “I’m going to be the BIGGEST and SEXIEST Mrs. Clause there ever was!” She giggles. Getting on her knees, she begins to thrust up and down so that her tits and belly bounce. “Mmm… Now, where do I find the North Pole?” She grins mischievously while licking her lips.