Naughty

Santa Claus was running late...

Mrs. Clause was feeling quite frisky and was becoming a major distraction for Ol' St. Nick. His Christmas Wish was to just skip Christmas all together this year and stay warm in bed with his beautiful, full figured, supernaturally slow-aging wife and her massive, egg nog filled breasts, but he knew he had to bring presents to all of the nice children of the world.

As his sleigh soared through the night sky, Santa realized he was making surprisingly good time. He he also couldn't help but notice that Mrs. Claus had left him with some very blue "jingle balls", and this had a strange effect on his gift giving...

Little Annie Madison was waiting for Santa to arrive as her family slept upstairs.                                                                           

Annie was surprised having been in the process of shaking one of her gifts in order to guess what was in the box. She was the first child in a long time to actually spot Santa. Santa told Annie that this meant that he would grant her one Christmas Wish, knowing full well that he would simply wipe her memory of ever meeting him after he granted it. Little Annie was tired of being little. She wished to be all grown up. Santa normally would have dismissed such an absurd wish, but he was in the mood to be a little... naughty.
As Santa warped reality with his Christmas magic, he whisked himself and Annie to a quiet place: backstage at the elementary school Christmas play production that Annie had been in a few nights earlier. Of course, on Christmas Eve, there wasn't a soul at the school. Not a creature was stirring except...                                                           

                                             "OMG, like, HO! HO! HO! HO! HO! HO!"
18-year-old Christmas bimbo Annie Madison cried out in pleasure as she rode Santa like a sleigh. As Santa pumped the formerly little Annie, he magically plumped her breasts bigger and bigger as he liked to see breasts the same way he liked to see Christmas stockings: overstuffed.

Having tired her out, Santa took his busty Christmas Ho back home and tucked her in for the night. He wouldn't have been surprised if he had accidentally left a little elf in her belly, but if he had, she'd have more than enough milk for both the baby and for Santa's cookies. Santa would just have to wait till next year to find out though, because he really needed to get a move on, having lost more time. He ignored the funny looks from his reindeer as he hopped back onto his sleigh and rode off into the night. He had gotten a big thrill out of making a nice child naughty for once, but he still felt he had plenty more "Christmas Jelly" to spare...

Santa made his deliveries as quickly as he could. In his haste, however, he made a mistake or two like giving poor Justin, or...

 

                                          ... Justina Wilkes the big breasts that his twin sister,
                                          Jessica wanted. He woke up shocked as reality adjusted
                                          itself, reminding him that he was a she. Justina hoped that
                                          she was getting a sturdy new bra and a boyfriend for
                                          Christmas as she fell back asleep.

Santa arrived at the house of the Carlson family. What he did not know was that three of the naughtiest were waiting for him.
Bobby, Robbie, and Marty Carlson had gotten hopped up on sugar so they could stay up and wait for Santa. They made a night of it, playing loudly while their parents and sweet little sister, Cassie, barely managed to sleep upstairs. The boys' parents had long since given up trying to tell them what to do at Christmastime. It was hard enough trying to get them to do any chores, not get in fights, do well in school, and be nice to their sister every other day of the year. The boys had gotten fed up with waiting and scarfed down the milk and cookies that they had planned to lure Santa with so they could attack him and take all of his presents.

The brothers stopped their jabbering when they heard Santa appear in the living room.
                                                     
Marty Carlson immediately grabbed a toy gun that Santa had brought him when he was younger out of the closet and aimed it right at Santa's eye. He demanded that Santa drop his whole bag of presents and leave, or else things would get ugly. However, Marty's rowdy younger brothers were not nearly so civil, as they ran at Santa wildly brandishing a hammer and a pocket knife. Santa was appalled at such naughtiness. He was fed up with these psychotic brats, and if their parents weren't going to do anything about them, then he would.
                                              
Santa stopped the rabid boys and asked the three brothers if they wanted him to make it a White Christmas. Having never seen snow before, the boys excitedly answered "yes". Santa then gave them a wicked smile as he snapped his fingers and filled the room with his Christmas magic, transforming the boys and the room itself.
                                                                                

Santa chuckled "HO, HO, HO!" at the three new Christmas Hoes. He had turned the brothers into very special elves. Though they were scantily clad and buxom with long legs, they were still elves which meant they were compelled to be completely obedient to Santa. Even though deep down inside, the boys that they used to be were screaming and crying, the three lustful elves stood together ready to please.

                                      
And please they did. Santa had them in every way he wanted to. Neither he nor the the naughty elves held back as they passionately gave each other lots...

                                                             

                                                                    ...and lots...
                                           
           

         

                                                               ...and lots of "Holiday Cheer".                               
Finally, the three naughty elves jingled Santa's bells until he fulfilled his promise and made it a white, gooey Christmas all over them.
                                     
                                
Having fully satisfied Santa, the former little boys hoped that he would change them back and send them whimpering to bed, having taught them a lesson they would never forget, but the jolly old man told them that their work had only just begun.

Being low on time, Santa needed some help delivering the rest of the presents, so after giving each of his new elves a portion of his list, some presents, and a flying reindeer, the four of them split up and delivered the remainder of the gifts in the nick of time. However, many people could swear that they saw buxom beauties (with big nipples erect from riding through the cold on reindeer back) delivering presents in place of Santa Claus. Many teenage boys looked forward to their return next year...

By the time the bimbo elves met back up with Santa, they were so exhausted that they passed out in his sleigh. As they drifted to sleep, they each expected to wake up from this strange Christmas nightmare and open their own presents in the morning. However, they did not wake up in their beds. They woke up to the scent of peppermint and dirty reindeer on the floor in Santa's workshop. To their shock and dismay, they were still pointy-eared walking Christmas wet dreams.
                                             

They were immediately greeted by a less-than-approving Mrs. Claus, whose exposed breasts they were stunned to see were even bigger than theirs. "So you're the new 'Holiday Whores', eh?" She asked rhetorically, nearly rolling her eyes. "Well, my husband may have made you, but I get to name you!" She cheerfully declared to the confused elf bimbos.
                                                                            "You, with the blonde hair, you'll be 'Holly', and you, with the brown hair, you'll will be 'Jolly', and you with the great big ornaments, you'll be... 'Chestnuts'!" She decreed, laughing with sick satisfaction. The terrified, humiliated elf girls were on the brink of tears as Mrs. Claus showed them around, and showed them off to hundreds of hooting, cat calling, horny little elves. Mrs. Claus explained that the North Pole was their home now, and that their jobs would be to keep their fellow elves' morale up during the winter, and keeping them entertained for the rest of the year by servicing any and all of them however they wanted. Their minds were not ready to admit that they were up to this daunting task. Their new bodies, on the other hand, were more than ready as juices began dripping down from between their legs.

When the Carlsons woke up Christmas morning they were truly happy. They had no memory of the foul, naughty little boys that they once lived under the same roof with. The boys, well... girls had found a new home where their naughtiness would be put to good use, and being elves, they were going to live very, very long lives.
                                                                              

                                            Long lives filled with year-round Christmas sex.

                                                                    THE END

   

                                   

Lost Legends: Vanicles

                                                     
           The mighty Vanicles was one of the strongest legendary warriors in Ancient Greece.
                                                              
            He pounded any foe, man or monster, into submission with his god-like strength.
                                                 
 But he was not always mighty. Before he became a feared warrior, he was a sickly coward. He thought that he would always be laughed at and ignored until one day he found a strange golden apple outside of the Forbidden Forest.
                                            
After he ate the apple he felt nearly endless strength and confidence well up inside of him as the magic of the golden apple swelled his muscles... and his head.

In his adventures, Vanicles noticed that there were other legendary heroes besides him, and felt that they were stealing his glory, so he decided to travel into the Forbidden Forest in search of another golden apple that would make him even more powerful.

As Vanicles traveled deeper and deeper into the Forbidden Forest, he found himself getting lost, but he was not going to give up on finding a golden apple. He also found many strange creatures with strange forms.

The creatures all had bloated feminine bodies, and they were incredibly aroused, as well as arousing. They frolicked and played with each other as they begged Vanicles to join them. Despite the task at hand, Vanicles put up little resistance as he made love to the well endowed creatures.

As he left the bevy of beastly beauties, Vanicles felt woozy. He had partaken in the strange elixirs the creatures were drinking. It made him feel more drunk than he'd ever felt before. Therefore, he thought he had to have been hallucinating when he laid eyes on what he could only describe as a goddess suddenly standing before him.

"Ah, the mighty Vanicles I presume? You have journeyed far... too far into my Forbidden Forest. You were already lucky enough to get your hands on a golden apple and now you want more? I, Titaemus the Goddess of Desire, will punish you for your greed and vanity!" The big breasted goddess declared as she coldly transformed Vanicles.
                                     
No longer feeling mighty after running away from the cackling goddess, Vanicles was too afraid to even think about what she had turned him into. Ignoring the fact that he had never heard of anyone ever returning to their original form after a god or goddess had their way with them, Vanicles pressed forward hoping that the golden apples could restore him to mightiness.

After a long, exhausting search, Vanicles finally found the hidden tree of the golden apples. He was not only eager to regain his former glory, but after searching the magical forest for so long, he was starving. He ate apple after apple, each more delicious than the last, but instead of rising confidence, he found his feminine body filling with incredible lust. However, he found that his lustful thoughts were not of busty females, but of the big, strapping, manly heroes that were once his competition.

As Vanicles sat on a rock and fantasized about being ridden by men, she barely even noticed that the magical fruit she continued to eat continued to swell her body, but not in the way her male self had originally intended...

                                             

Beached 1.2

Two years later, Carla returned to the fateful beach. She hoped that whoever her daughter's father was, that he was at the beach as well. She still couldn't believe that she was a mother, but if her massive mommy milkbags, and her daughter Tabitha weren't enough to make her believe, all she had to do was turn her head and look at the big, brawny, sunbathing stud a few feet away that she was actively trying to avoid looking at with incredible lust. If she wasn't careful, she worried that she might end up pregnant again.