nim - Some Christmas Spirit
#3 of nim
"Come on, Illi, show me already‾" Nikki chirped from outside Illia's room.
Some unintelligible grumbling came from the other side of the door before its knob began to turn.
As the door slowly pulled open, the bright, cherry-red fabric was hard to miss. The dress descended from shoulders to thighs, and barely so at that. Its V-shaped collar hung so low that all that kept the breasts from jiggling free were the perk nipples holding up the cloth. And the midsection bowed slightly with the gut that grew underneath, raising the lower portion of red even further up the milky thighs. If it weren't for the soft, white fuzz that outlined the high-riding hemline and short sleeves, the thin rosy thong would have peeked out from underneath.
As it was, the dainty spider could hardly bend over without showing off the floss in her tight rear. Though, it would only be a few more hours before the thong grew too small to wear and the fuzz too high to even bother worrying. That thought only made the situation worse...
"Happy now?" Illia Glared at the excited girl, fluffing her true fuzz in an attempt to keep her blush from offsetting the fake stuff that currently matched.
"Eehee! It's so cute!" Nikki hopped up and down in joy, painting thick white threads about her shins.
Thankfully, her own outfit was quite semen-proof. Evergreen latex stockings stretched up her legs, nearly reaching her crotch and letting the sticky stuff simply slough off. From there, crotchless, emerald-colored leather panties pulled tight up her groin and squeezing her cheeks, allowing the swaying and spraying bits their freedom. A likewise tight and green latex teddy stitched up her chest, making even her undeveloped areoles seem like head-lights. And to finish off the elfin ensemble, latex gloves wrapped taut about her fingers and up past her biceps while a pointy hat sat upon her orange hair.
"I really wish Mala and you wouldn't visit eXXXtra Special during the holiday season..." Illia referred to the fetish store down the street, which was one of the few stores where the family felt welcome, for obvious reasons.
The girl rubbed her hand across her thigh, giggle at the resulting squeaks. "You're just jealous my clothes only came in kids' sizes."
Illia rolled her eyes. "Those aren't meant for children, twerp. They're meant for-"
"Hey, are you two going to come down and decorate the tree or what?" Mala called from the base of the stairs.
Nikki turned to Illia with a grin, "Come on! Let Mama see you!"
The spider winced as she stood on her toes, her hand venturing down her backside. "You go ahead, I'll be right down. I just gotta take care of something first..."
Nikki simply nodded and pranced the other way, humming a Christmas tune while the door shut once more for a bit of privacy.
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Illia was careful as she sat, stretching her legs along the length of the couch before pulling them back in to help her cradle the large mug of hot cocoa in her hands. From under her skimpy dress, the rosy thong could no longer be seen. Her gradual growth had caused her to give up on it, preferring early-afternoon indecency to early-afternoon super-wedgies. And after getting a blushing rise from Mala by showing it off, she was satisfied with simply watching the two goofs dance about the tree as she sipped her hot drink.
"Mama! Mama! Can I put on the star this year? Pleeeaaase!" The spry child pleaded as she hung the last of the ornaments.
"Okay, hold still for a moment." Mala smiled as she bent over.
The cow lifted Nikki high, balancing the girl's tush upon her sweatered bosom. She reached over and picked up the star and handed it off, restraining the girl that wriggled forward to place it. And as the spiked thing stood high, Illia couldn't help but wonder how this ﾃ｢竄ｬﾋ徭tar' looked suspiciously like the toy that had recently gone missing...
Meh, she had plenty more.
"Uh oh!" Nikki squealed as she made her descent. The two had forgotten a certain little something.
A river of goop drooled down amongst the piney branches. A path along their side of the tree had been clearly marked by Nikki's stuff in their effort to place the star. Needles and bulbs alike dripped with it, ruining all their effort.
"Hmm...," Mala thought.
"eeEEeeEEeeEEeeEEee." Nikki began a wavering giggle as Mala bobbed the little girl up and down, circling the tree.
"There! We'll just say it's snow! Hehe‾" Despite her Christmas sweater now having multiple splotches from the rubbing of the girl against the masses (and the five layers of paper towel that had seemingly met their match...), the cow looked upon the half-white tree with pride and triumph.
Nikki giggled and nodded her head in approval.
"You do know that those ornaments you just covered in cum were family heirlooms, right?" Illia cut into the cheer with a serious tone.
"R-Really?" Mala's heart crashed to the floor.
The spider grinned cynically. "Nah, those things were only like twenty bucks at the store. But it was worth the look on your face."
Mala let out a sigh and then stuck out her bovine tongue in retaliation.
"Hey, hey! Speaking of snow, let's go outside and build a snowman!" The latex and leather-laden ﾃ｢竄ｬﾋ彳lf' was absolutely overflowing with energy today.
"Why? So you can come back in two minutes later because your balls are freezing from dragging through the snow?" Pleased with her verbal-victory over both family members, Illia topped off the patronization with an exaggerated sip from her mug.
*Splat!*
A gob of a certain someone's spooge slid into the spider's chocolate drink after splattering across her hair and face.
"Snowball fight!" Nikki called out with glee her hands collected another gob from her ever-flowing tip.
Illia had no chance of dodging the second surprise attack either, this time a breast popping free of the loose collar as the warm seed slopped across her cleavage. Her eyes flared with anger as she slammed the mug down onto the end-table.
"Why you little!" Against her gothic nature, Illia leapt from the couch in a frenzy.
Nikki giggled and laughed as she ran, the spider giving chase. Illia cradled her gravid belly with an arm, leaving the other free to grab up wads of the cum that trailed behind the fleeing girl. Out of the room and around the house the two raced about, slinging slick stuff everywhere they went.
Left alone by the tree, Mala gave a little chuckle. "Ahh, gotta love the holidays." Her attention shifted from the others. "Well, now that the tree is all done..."
She snuck up to the couch while messy two were busy and reached underneath. A few boxes of small gifts, nothing too much. She smiled warmly as she placed them under the tree. It wasn't much, but her practice in knitting to help Illia with future silk had rendered some thoughtful gifts.
While they had enough money to buy whatever they needed, there were some things they never considered. Such as matching pairs of mittens for all three of them. And a woolen sweater for Nikki's hefty bits... They would just have to wait until Christmas day to build that snowman‾