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