SotM Dec 2020 Santa's Helpers

Happy Holidays everyone! Still on hiatus for regular Story of the Month, but here's something short I threw together for the holidays. Hope you enjoy it! 

Well, shit. Brittany thought happily, the enchantress pretty proud of herself and pleased with how things had turned out. She looked down at her two little elves, each obediently worshipping her massive girl cock, their arms trembling slightly as they worked to support it’s weight. This worked out pretty good!

The whole thing had started a year ago, during the last Lewd Brews holiday party. Brittany felt dumb struck how quickly time had passed, she felt as if she’d blinked and the entire years had flown by. Now it was Christmas Time again: Jessie had her enchanted snow falling in the lobby, staff were all dressed up like elves, and the ink was just drying not he flyers advertising their annual Christmas Eve bash. The plan had struck Brittany while she’d been sitting in her office, reading the flyer from the email Jessie had sent her, reminding the husky the her presence was expect at the party. Brittany grumbled to herself, she still hated parties and her cheeks grew warm as she thought of last year’s party. Although, if pressed, Brittany would admit… well maybe fun wasn’t quite the right word. But it had certainly been kinky and arousing when Jessie, dressed as Santa, had made Brittany and Nathan play the role of her reindeer. She turned her office chair and thoughtfully watched a large cargo ship turn into the Port of Portland, ultimately deciding if she was going to be forced into going to the party this year she’d go under her terms!

Brittany spent the next couple of days mulling over her kinky plans for revenge, the problem was Jessie had the mind for this sort of thing and nothing the enchantress seemed to dream up was all that creative or interesting. Really all Brittany could think of was donning a Santa outfit and forcing Jessie into playing the role of Santa’s little helper for the evening and that just seemed… not very interesting. But when the day of the party arrived Brittany hadn’t thought of anything better so that afternoon she quickly drank a bottled dick potion and proudly wore a Santa themed dress. Moaning as a large throbbing girl cock sprouted from between her legs… perhaps a little bigger than she’d intended, but she doubted anyone would mind. Perhaps she’d also enlist Natalie’s help. The vizsla and had been paling around a lot lately!

As if some sort of act of fate Natalie, sure enough, was with Jessie when the feline had arrived to collect her redheaded mate. The two women had been scheming on how to get Brittany to the party if she refused to go but Jessie was very surprised when Brittany was ready and waiting for them with two sexy elf costumes. It didn’t take much persuading to get the two girls dressed up, Jessie was both grateful that Brittany wasn’t putting up a fight this year and aroused by the whole thing and as always Natalie was just happy to take part. The only fly in the ointment, as Jessie readily pointed out, is Santa had no Mrs. Claus. A problem Brittany solved by enlisting Nathan’s help and a simple gender bender potion.

Brittany did feel a little bad for bringing Nathan down the stairs as Mrs. Claus. Despite being a big, sexy, muscular stud he did enjoy being all girly and feminine. But he usually did so in the privacy of their bedroom. Not in front of the staff and customers of Lewd Brews… luckily none even seemed to recognize him as he was the only fur on earth perhaps even more aloof than Brittany herself.

“Merry fucking Christmas!” Brittany sighed happily, taking a seat as the party proceeded before her, guests only taking the occasional glance her way to admire the sexy scene. Her “elves” weren’t doing a particularly good job, having abandoned their assigned tasks and instead had taken it upon themselves to begin worshipping Brittany’s tantalizing cock. Only Nathan was trying to hand out the gifts now, all samples of various Lewd Brews products. But Brittany quickly grabbed him, now her, by a slender arm and pulled him in close for a kiss.

“Come her Mrs. Claus.” Brittany growled. Sometimes it was good to be in control.