Here comes Santa claus! (futa santa)

Story by godosnipers

Heres a test story for my future pokemon furry story, but if all goes well i migt just make it a two-shot, or 3

"Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Santa Claus lane! She's gotta bag thats filled with toys for the boys and girls again!" A girl who looked to be in her early 20's stood up in her big red robe with white fluff all around the ridges by the nicely lit and decorated Crhistmas tree, setting the final, very big, present behind the tree before picking up an empty red bag.

"Phew, that's the last house for tonight, better get back, my sister is going to kill me if i'm late for breakfast." She suddenly felt a tingle in her mind and almost jumped out of her skin as she activated her magic, a swirl of dust covered her and she turned into a big fat man with a great white beard.

A little girl almost 15 had come down the stairs in attempts to find something to drink, and hoped the milk set out wasn't spoiled. She walked past the woman who turned giant and grabbed the glass of milk that was set out for Santa but before she could pick it up her eyes popped open and she turned around, her long black hair flowing behind her back. "Santa!?"

Santa indeed, but not as everyone thought he was, instead it was a girl who used her magic to look like a big jolly fat man, and was glad she had used her magic so quickly. She chuckled nervously on the inside, and hoped the girl would faint as she spoke three words and held the jiggling belly she made for her disguise. "Ho, Ho, Ho." The girl walked slowly to Santa and reached her hand out.

Santa shakily said her next words nervously as the girl touched her fake belly. "Merry Christmas little girl. You must be little Jenny." The girl took her hand back and stook rigid like a statue, her eyes wide in shock. "H-How did you know my name?"

Santa chuckled, 'ho,ho,ho'ing as she did. "Jenny dear i'm Santa, i know all the names of everyone in the world. It's not that surprising. Though i have been seen from time to time by good little boys and girls sleeping on their couches waiting for me, i have never been seen by one as old as you."

Jenny's shock turned into a fit of laughter then went for the beard, which caused Santa to stare in her own shock. "Quit it dad, you had me for awhile, but now the games up." Santa tried to stop Jenny but found it futile. "No, wait Jenny, i'm not your dad i'm really Santa!"

Jenny grinned and pulled hard on the beard. "If your Santa then this'll hurt!" The beard was pulled and in a shrivel of pixie dust Santa disappeared, but only until the dust cleared and there stood Santa in her true form, pouting a little and looking angrily at Jenny.

Santa huffed. "Great, the first teenager to see me, and you had to pull the beard! Now my reputations gone." Jenny looked shocked at the little girl in front of her, only inches shorter but her face showed maturity and wisdom in her cuteness.

Santa pushed jenny to the couch and crossed her arms, the big fluffy robe covering her arms and body, even most of her mouth and chin. "Alright, listen good, i was going to be nice and let you talk to me, but now i'm afraid i must erase your memory, either that or you promise not to tell. if you do then punishment will be brought upon you!"

Jenny looked shocked at the little girl, and stared as Santa waited for her answer. She stuttered out. "S-Santa? Your really S-S-Santa?" Santa sighed, smiling a little bit. "Yes, i am. Santa Maria Claus, at your service Jenny, now, which do you choose? promising not to tell? or do i erase your memory?"

Jenny gulped before continuing, once again ignoring Santa. "But i stopped believing in you when i was still 5, is this a dream?" Santa quickly slapped Jenny's shoulder. "Stop ignoring me, and did that hurt?" Jenny hissed a little, feeling the sting from the girl Santa's and nodded.

Santa sighed. "Fine, erasing your memory it is." Jenny's eyes opened and she jumped, tackling Santa to the ground. "No! I'm sorry i'm sorry, it's just, i didn't think you were real!" Santa rolled them over, forcing jenny under her and pouting. "Who do you think gets you your movies and games? Really, your parents can't buy 500 dollars in games and movies, then 600 in your favorite cosmetics, they only get you the little stuff, i get you everything else."

Jenny looked up at the cuteness Santa was bringing out. "Why aren't you a big jolly fat man?" Santa sighed roughly. "I was until you pulled the beard. But i play the big guy because if any older guys caught me on my runs when i'm showing my true form like this, i'm most likely rape-able. Thankfully my older sister took over for me after a close call and i learned to defend myself, but i still have to play a big guy to uphold the image."

Jenny nodded, keeping quiet. "So do i keep my memory?" Santa held Jenny's shoulders, frowning. "Do you swear you'll never speak of this?" Jenny nodded, smiling up at Santa. "Of course." Santa growled, putting a hand in front of

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