.. it's... SPREADING! Now Les is mispelling simple words as well!Les: Who's miSSpelling? chuckles and ducksThen it and the t.v. shut off."Just what I ...anted to see...", I barely heard Lori say.A few seconds later I heard her again, "Shit, they took all the damn cigarrettes!"Les: Surgeon General's Warning: Smoking causes you to be incapable of spelling the word cigarette.After a few seconds of rummaging around in the front room, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. A quick stop and the. .." Susan started.Gladys quickly interrupted, "I think Clara wanted to hear from Sally." Without his mother to bail him out, Sam desperately tried to think ofsomething plausible. The image of Ray Frink and what he had writtencaused him to actually tremble with fear. To his dismay, he actuallystarted to tear up at the thought of being sent to juvenile hall."Well, I guess I don't look or act all that feminine. It's just ..."Sam's mind spun, until he had a sudden burst of inspiration. "I. The thing that made me finally go to a doctor a few months later was that my penis seemed to be shrinking slightly. I hadn’t had an erection in over two years now, since just after I’d moved to LA. That didn’t really worry me, especially since I got so much pleasure out of playing with my breasts. But although a lot of the other changes that had happened to me hadn’t bothered me much I thought I should go and get all this checked out. After all, inside I was still a guy even if my body was. Sam was delighted to start on Santa’s back and muscular ass. The boy-girl slid his soapy hands deep between Santa’s massive thighs to find Santa’s special hole. First one finger washed inside, then two… then three…Magic happened…Mister Rudolph put in an appearance. He started as a near foot-long hotdog hanging limply from the base of Santa’s belly. He lengthened and rose. His nose swelled and turned red and then turned purple. His niece and nephew stopped and stared in awe. They welcomed.