(Caption) Satan, not Santa

It was a cold winter night and Christmas was coming. He was staying in his apartment, watching a TV program. As he was about to turn off the TV, there was a soft knock at the door. He frowned, who would be visiting at this late hour? He walked to the door and found a beautiful gift box on the floor. Attached to the box was a card that said, "Gift from Santa."

"Santa?" Though a little puzzled, he brought the gift inside. He sat down on the couch and unwrapped it, revealing an odd statue inside in the shape of a smiling imp with a bell in its hand.

"A prank?" He muttered, but the moment he reached out and touched the statue, the unexpected happened.

The eyes of the statue suddenly flashed with an eerie red light, and the entire room was enveloped in a red glow. He felt a strong wave of dizziness, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Immediately afterward, a strange heat spread from his palms to his entire body, as if an invisible force was changing his body. He wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound. His legs began to become slim, his skin became smooth and delicate, black stockings wrapped around his legs like waves, and immediately after that, his feet shrank, and his feet instantly wore a pair of black boots, which were tied with red and green bows and golden ribbons, and decorated with tiny bat wings. At the same time, his figure was changing, his waist becoming slim, his chest gradually bulging, and his original wide dress had somehow turned into a red dress with white fur trim, the hem of which was dotted with snowflake motifs and cute Christmas decorations. She looked down at her changing body in horror as her hair rapidly lengthened into soft blonde waves, and was adorned with a red hair band with tiny devil horns growing out of the sides. Finally, her face also changed, becoming petite and cute, with her original male features disappearing without a trace, replaced by a delicate girl's face, and her eyes became as bright as amber, carrying an ineffable sense of seduction.

Her consciousness gradually returned, but what came into her eyes was a girl she didn't recognize at all in the mirror. This made her almost collapse. She looked around in a panic, trying to find the card and trying to figure out what this was all about. It was then that she realized she had misread the card, it said "Gift from Satan".

She was at a loss for words, this demon girl's body had become her new identity, and she couldn't change it anymore. She walked over to the window and looked out through the glass. The streets were still lit up and full of holiday cheer, but she knew that her Christmas would never be the same again. She couldn't help but give a complicated smile in the reflection of the glowing red statue. Perhaps the accident would bring about some sort of fate she had never imagined. She took a deep breath and looked at her strange yet familiar self in the mirror, and a thought came to her mind, "Maybe ...... I should start getting used to the feel of these boots."