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The two girls spoke to each other in excited whispers, exhibiting all the usual body language of teenagers sharing secrets. It was a cold morning in late December and winter was in full effect. Inches of snow covered every surface, the weak sun glinting off the glittering alabaster surface, with ever more snow drifting gently down all the time, carried along in the chill winter wind that nipped at people's noses and tousled their hair. They paid no attention to the weather, too absorbed in their gossip to bother with trivial things like being cold.

They weren't the only ones out and about: the market square was alive and bustling in spite of the weather, or perhaps because of it. The butchers sold their cuts of meat, of which turkey and ham were the most popular, the lumberjack was making a killing selling trees that stayed green all through winter and countless goods were purchased and put in boxes wrapped in shiny red ribbons. Everyone had anticipated the harsh weather and dressed accordingly: heavy coats, fur lined hats and knee high boots as far as the eye could see. That is, everyone except for one.

Beatrix walked down the street, and everywhere she went, people stopped to stare at her. She smirked at this, swaying her hips more than usual as if to taunt them, to tell them "you'll never be able to touch this, so look while you can. She was wearing more clothes than normal, which is to say that she was actually wearing clothes and not just walking around in the buff, but her clothes didn't exactly match up with everyone else's. Where they wore coats, she wore an extremely tight, scarlet coloured crop top that just barely managed to constrain her massive black tits that shook wildly with every step; where even the women wore thick trousers and long-johns to keep the cold at bay, Bea's meaty rump was covered with form fitting black and red shorts that stopped just as they reached her upper thigh, with a small hole in the back for her tail. She wore no boots, instead striding across the deep snow with her bare feet.

Despite her unseasonal dress, she wasn't even the slightest bit cold. As a hellhound her natural body temperature was much higher than that of humans, and the jets of flame sprouting from the corners of her eyes certainly helped. She didn't even have a single snowflake on her as she walked through the snowfall. The moment they touched her skin they melted then evaporated. Hellhounds love winter: all the beauty of snowy landscapes without having to actually be cold.

It was quite rare for her to be out in the town. Pretty much everything she could want was in Diedrich's castle, but this was a special occasion. She was planning on making food for her Deedee and needed to buy ingredients; she'd never cooked before, but she'd read that food was the quickest way to a man's heart. One taste of my delicious homemade cookies and he'll be begging to give me pups, she thought as she made her way down to the food market, and concealed the girlish giggle it gave her behind a massive furry hand. She didn't end up buying any ingredients, and in fact never even made it to the food section of the market. It was the two young girls' conversation that made her pause. They were speaking quietly, or at least what humans' considered to be quiet, but with her incredible hearing she could hear what they were saying as loudly as if they were saying it directly in her ear.

"So what are you gonna get Kyle for Christmas?"

"Dunno. I haven't found the right gift yet."

"Well, I know what I'm getting my boyfriend. My virginity!"

Wha-what!?

"Come on, Anna. Don't you know that if you give a guy your body for Christmas, he'll be yours forever?"

"Really?"

"Well duh. That's just com...mon.....sense..." Her sentence trailed off as she saw the hulking shadow behind her and the look of terror on Anna's face. She turned around slowly, and did her best not to scream at the hulking obsidian monster standing behind her, staring at her intensely with eyes the colour of blood. It was more than two and a half feet taller than her, with muscles that put her boyfriend's to shame. If she'd been able to put aside her fear for a moment, she would have noticed that the look on Bea's face was one of curiosity rather than anything sinister.

"Say that again," Bea said to her in her husky voice, a little deeper than most human girls and with noticeably more bass in it.

"Uh....that again."

Bea ignored the stupid comment.

"You said giving your boyfriend your body on Christmas will ensure the two of you will be together forever. Is that true?"

"Oh, uh, yeah it is," the girl responded quickly, wanting to keep the monstrous woman before her happy. "My older cousin did it for her boyfriend, and they've been married happily for seven years now!"

Beatrix smiled widely at the girl, inadvertently showing off her long, wickedly sharp fangs and terrifying the poor girl even more. She'd never heard of such a ritual, but she had no reason to doubt this young girl. With this, she would well and truly get the upper hand on that pompous pale skinned harlot. She grabbed the teen by the shoulder's, nearly giving her a heart attack as she felt the knife like claws clutch at her, and spoke quickly and eagerly.

"What do I have to do? Tell me all the steps!"

*******

Bea was walking the scenic route back to the castle, her tail happily swishing through the air. After grilling that human girl for information, she'd found that there was a specific hat you had to wear, but that in terms of actually covering her body, anything was fine so long as it matched the theme. From what she'd heard, there were so many traditions based around this one day it bordered on ridiculous, so she only bothered to remember the ones she found interesting. After thanking the girl profusely, she ran off to the fabric stores and bought as much red silk as they had, as well as a bolt of green, and had them custom make the traditional hat for her: one with holes at the top for her ears, and enchanted to withstand extreme temperature. She put it all in a large bag and carried it by her tail, as she was going to need her arms free later.

Next she went to the candy store and bought dozens of their candy canes: a delicacy of crystallized sugar in the form of a shepherd's crook. This she carried in a separate bag, hanging on her tail next to the other one. After a few more purchases at various different stores, the owners of which all gaped at their unusual customer, she began going back home.

Instead of teleporting back to the castle using one of the scrolls Diedrich gave her, she was walking back through the forest: there were a few items she still needed, and this was the best place to find them. It took her more than a half hour to find the shrub she was looking for, and cut off the section she needed: the part with three leaves and a bundle of red berries in the center. According to the young girl, these somehow had the power to make two people kiss when they stood underneath it. She would have never guessed the humans had discovered such interesting natural magicks, but figured it was natural for them to seek out such things when their bodies were so weak.

Actually finding her final object took practically no time at all, they made up more than half the forest, after all. The challenge came in finding one of the perfect proportions. Some were too small. Some far too big. Some too young by far, others far too ancient, and to these she showed respect, for there were few things on this plane that were wiser or more wrathful. Finally, she found one just the right size and shape as the girl had described, and cut it down with a casual swipe of a claw. Catching it before it fell and damaged some of it's branches, she held the large evergreen on her shoulder with one hand, and began the long trek home.

It wasn't until late afternoon she finally made it back to the castle, and she immediately set to work getting everything ready. She got a pair of golems (pleasant ones shaped like decent animals, not those yucky bug ones) to carry the tree off to the room with the fireplace. She ran to her room and placed her bags on her bed, then walked over to Diedrich's study, where she knew she'd find him. She poked her head in and confirmed her suspicions: he was sitting by his desk, muttering to himself softly as he worked on a formula, a steaming mug in one end and an ink dipped feather in the other.

"Hey Deedee?" Bea called out to him in a sweet voice. The incubus set down his feather and looked over at her, taking a sip of his coffee before replying.

"Yea?"

"You're not allowed to leave your room, ok?"

"Why?"

"I can't tell you."

"For how long?"

"I can't tell you."

"....."

"...Ok?"

He sighed. "Ok."

"Thanks. It'll be worth it, I promise."

She quickly ran in, gave him a tight hug and then ran back out. She had a lot of work to do.

*******

The sky was nearly black by the time she was finally finished. She stood back for a moment and cast an eye on her work, double checking that everything was perfect before Diedrich could see it. Nodding her approval, she sent a golem to fetch Diedrich, and stood at the correct spot. Curiously, she found that she was a lot more anxious than usual. What if he thought this was stupid and laughed at her? What if she'd done something wrong. Deep down, she knew that he would never do something so mean, but that didn't make the worry go away.

After a couple of minutes of anticipation, the door finally opened, and Diedrich strode in. Throwing her arms in the air, she threw bundles of red and green confetti into the air.

"Merry Christmas!" she yelled, surprising the incubus so much he stopped in his tracks. He took a moment to look around at the room, which had been completely transformed. The entire room smelled vaguely of nutmeg, though he couldn't find the source of it from a quick glance. Coloured streamers hung from the ceiling, which reflected the warm orange glow of the blazing fireplace from which hung two massive stockings with the words Beatrix and Deedee (with the words Beatrix's mate underneath in smaller writing) stitched onto them in clumsy handwriting. In the corner was a massive evergreen tree, its branches covered in candy canes and the tiny orbs of light that were lesser spirits of countless colours twinkled as they rested in between it's pines. His eyes finally rested on Bea, who was, for the first time he could remember, actually wearing something inside the castle. On top of her head was a huge, floppy Santa hat, her sable furry ears poking out from slits at the top. Around her neck was a collar of green silk, with a bundle of mistletoe affixed to the front. Her body was completely covered in red ribbons, one that bound her ample bosom ending with a bow in the center, a similar one wrapping around her hips and crotch, with a bow just above her ass. Various other ones crisscrossed her body seemingly at random, culminating in a massive bow the size of her arm tied to her tail. The warmth that filled his heart made the flames in the fireplace seem ice cold in comparison.

"Merry Christmas, Bea."

She rushed over to him and grabbed him by the hand, pulling him over to the fireplace, where they sat in front of the roaring blaze, their respective stockings in their hands.

"Open it, open it," Bea exclaimed, childlike joy in her eyes. This was all new to her, and she found she was enjoying it a lot. So much of it made no sense at all to her (why put gifts inside a giant sock? She didn't even wear socks!), but she found that didn't matter. It was the emotions behind it that count. The intense rush of relief and happiness when Diedrich had reciprocated the tidings was so much greater than she'd expected. He reached his hand inside his stocking, and pulled out a somewhat shoddily made Santa hat.

"I made you your own weird Christmas hat!" Bea exclaimed. Diedrich smiled at her, her enthusiasm infectious, and put it on. It was slightly too big, and so soft it felt like he was wearing a cloud. He loved it, and loved more the happy laugh that erupted from Beatrix when he put it on.

"It looks so stupid!" she said in between breaths, rolling on the ground and holding her stomach as she laughed so hard tears streamed down her face. "It's perfect!" Diedrich laughed along with her, and looked curiously at her stocking.

"What's in yours?"

Beatrix, once she finally caught her breath, grinned at him and shoved her hand inside, grabbed a fist full of something and yanked it back out triumphantly. Inside her hand were wrapped up candies of all varieties, from sweet candy to sour candy and even spicy candy. The only type that wasn't there was chocolate, which Bea couldn't eat.

"They had a massive sale on candies. I couldn't help myself," she answered, popping a peppermint candy into her mouth. "Want one?"

He nodded, and she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him towards her, pressing her lips against his. Surprised by the sudden change of pace, it took him a second to register what was happening, and in that time Bea thrust her tongue into his mouth and placed her candy directly on his tongue, before pulling herself back out of the kiss. Diedrich recovered from his surprise and went along with it, thanking her for the candy.

"Let me know if you want another one, I made sure to buy a lot," she said with a wink. "Time for presents!"

Crawling over to the twinkling Christmas tree, Beatrix lay down in a seductive pose, and beckoned him closer with a claw tipped finger.

"Come open your present, big boy."

"No, first, you open mine."

With a flourish, Diedrich produced a scroll tied up in a ribbon. Her eyes lighting up, Beatrix scrambled over to him, her prior attempts at seduction vanished from her mind.

"I get a present too? That little human girl never mentioned that."

"Little human girl?"

Don't worry about it. Gimme, gimme, gimme." She snatched the scroll from his hands and tore off the ribbon, while Diedrich prefaced that it was still a work in progress and wasn't technically finished yet.

"A spell scroll? What does it do?"

"Right now? Nothing. Like I said, it's a work in progress, I haven't quite completed it yet. But, I know how much you want pups, and you know how difficult it is for Incubi sperm to actually impregnate anyone. So I figured, what if I could invent a spell that would, temporarily, drastically increase the potency of my sperm?" He finished his explanation with a scratch of his head and looking down slightly. It was one thing to work on it, but to have to explain it like this was kind of embarrassing. He looked back up, and tears were streaming from her eyes. Panicking, he opened his mouth to apologize, and was promptly interrupted as he was thrown across the room by the impact of her smashing into his chest headfirst, hugging him so hard he thought he heard his bones creak. Her face was buried in his chest, and tears of unrivalled joy were staining his shirt, an endless stream of thank you's coming from her mouth. He hugged her back, one hand holding her by her upper back, the other on her lower, and he nuzzled his head against hers. They stayed that way long after she stopped crying, simply taking comfort in each other's arms. After who knows how long, Bea looked up at his face and spoke in a soft voice. As she spoke, he could smell mint on her breath.

"Deedee?"

"Yea?"

"You kinda ruined the moment by giving me my present first."

"I guess I did, didn't I," he chuckled.

"Want me to start over?"

"Yes please."

Beatrix slowly extricated herself from her lover's grasp and went back over to the Christmas tree, laying down in a pose that displays all her best assets, beckoning him closer with her claw as she had before. Her eyes before had been seductive, but now they were on a whole other level. Diedrich came over to her and pressed her against the ground, pressing his lips against hers softly as he pinned her hands above her with his own. They lapped at each other's lips, tasting the peppermint in each other's mouths as they slowly caress each other's tongues with their own. Breaking off the kiss, Diedrich started kissing his way down her body, leaving a trail of kisses down the side of her neck as he made his way down to her collarbone, going out of his way to kiss the area directly underneath her mistletoe collar to the delight of Bea. So it really works, she thought. She'd had a theory that if she wore the mistletoe on herself instead of hanging it up somewhere, it's kissing magics would effect her body. She resolved to find as much mistletoe as she could. Diedrich undid the bow binding her tits, the massive, gravity defying ebony mounds springing free from their confines. He buried his face between his prize, motorboating them as he kissed every inch of the crevasse between her tits. Bea chuckled. She loved how much he adored her tits, how he would find new ways to play with them every time he saw them. Kissing his way up her left breast while he fondled the other, he suckled on her large pink nipple, eliciting a soft moan from her. Switching to the other one, he gave her right nipple the same treatment, gnawing gently on it while using his hand to pinch the other. At some point in the possibly not so far away future, there'd be milk oozing from these, and he found that unspeakably hot. Moving on, he left a trail of kisses down her abs, briefly dipping his tongue in her bellybutton and enjoying how it makes her squirm, before reaching her wrapped up pussy. With precise movements he undid the bow, revealing her tight pussy, already radiating heat and oozing juices. But just as he lowered his head to eat her out, Bea decided to switch things up.

Swinging her arms back, she pushed off the ground and sailed through the air, tossing the kneeling Diedrich to the ground and landing with her pussy smothering his mouth. Wrapping her hands through his long blond hair, she started grinding her pussy against his face. Diedrich followed along immediately, sticking his long tongue out and swirling it around as she ground her pussy back and forth across it, tasting her sweet juices as they flowed into his mouth. He brought his hands up and placed them on her ass, using them to trace a magical pattern. His tongue grew twice as long, instantly tunneling through her tight snatch and flicking against her G-spot. Bea moaned loudly, gyrating her hips faster and faster on the newly huge muscle exploring her depths. Diedrich used his newfound enhanced tongue to taste depths of her pussy he'd never tasted before, while using one hand to grope and spank her thick ass. The other he raised towards her face, where she grabbed it by the wrist and lovingly licked up and down each finger, sucking on each of them before letting it back down. Spreading apart her cheeks, he placed his now lubricated fingers against her tight ass and rammed a single one in to the knuckle. Bea bit down on her lip as she felt the new intrusion, her grinding now serving to slam her ass back onto his finger as well as feel his tongue. Diedrich started using his tongue to directly attack her G-spot, which, he noted, tasted differently than the rest of her pussy. As she backed her ass up again, he suddenly added a second finger, making her groan in pleasure. He added a third finger in the next time, and started fingerbanging her ass much faster than she was grinding, the sudden influx of sensations mixing with his relentless onslaught of her pussy making her buck her hips as she came hard. Her pussy clamped down on his oversized tongue. Her juices flooded his mouth, but unlike normal, he didn't swallow them, instead choosing to keep them in his mouth for the time being. He undid his tongues transformation and brought it back into his mouth, pulling his fingers from her ass as well. He grabbed her hips and they flipped once more, so that she was on her back and he was once again on top. He put his hand on her face and kissed her, pushing her own pussy juices into her mouth with his tongue. Her eyes widened, then smoldered at him as she thought about just how hot that was. There tongues wrestled against each other for a minute, sharing in the taste of her pussy juices. By the time he broke off the kiss, they were all in her mouth, and after a moments deliberation, she swallowed.

"Hmm, I'm delicious," she remarked. "Lucky you." Thinking he was going to fuck her on the ground, she was confused when he instead stood up off of her and offered her his hand. He was rock hard and hadn't even cum once, so there was just no way he was content with leaving it there. She took it and he helped her to her feet, then pushed her against the wall, lining his cock up against her pussy. Bea purred in approval. She couldn't remember the last time they had fucked while standing upright. Lifting one of her legs, she wrapped it around his waist, the other kept on the ground. With the combined power of his hips and her legs the entirety of his gargantuan cock was thrusted up her tight pussy, and he had to clamp his hand over her mouth from the shout that erupted from her, lest she wake up the neighbouring city. Putting both hands on her hips, he thrust into her faster and faster, aided by her leg which she used to thrust him into her harder and harder. She had been fucked by him more times than he could count, and yet it still blew her mind just how amazing it felt to have him inside her. The way it radiated heat inside her, the way its incredible girth stretched her walls out, the way the bulbous head could reach her cervix, everything about it was perfect. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him to her, the height difference meaning his head only reached her neck, which was fine with him. He nibbled and sucked on her neck as he fucked her, leaving more than one hickey that she would spitefully show off to Rilen if she came around in the near future. And then it occurred to her. With this, she knew that he would be hers forever. All the other Christmas magic had worked, surely this would as well. She'd won.

High off pleasure and victory, she had Diedrich fuck her even harder and faster, the sounds of his balls slapping against her ass and his hips hitting hers echoing off the walls, only just barely audible above her cries of pleasure. For some reason, her pussy seemed even tighter and hotter than normal, Diedrich noticed. Though he wouldn't have thought it possible, their sex felt even better than it normally did. Her pussy felt like it was consciously trying to wring every drop of cum out of him, and it was going to succeed. Bringing his head down from her neck, he started playing with her sensitive nipples. Even in moments like this, they were endlessly competitive. Neither wanted to lose. Beatrix used her leg to make him thrust faster than he thought possible, while he bit, sucked and licked her nipples to no end.

In the end, it was a complete tie. They came at the exact same time, Diedrich's cum flooding her pussy at the same time she squirted all over his hips, the spray so intense it soaked his abs. Wordlessly, the two of them sat back down in front of the fireplace. Bea looked over at him, and lowered her face down to his now flaccid cock and began lapping at it with her tongue, tasting her own juices again.

"Let me clean you up, baby."

Putting her face at the base of his cock, she wrapped her mouth around the shaft sideways and curled her tongue around until it met back at her lips, completely wrapping herself around his massive member. She moved lavishly upwards, jerking him off with complex motions of her tongue all the while, licking up every last drop of her juice and replacing it with a sheen of peppermint flavoured saliva. Diedrich threw his head back and moaned, the curious sensations simultaneously reminiscent and completely different from a normal blowjob. Eventually reaching the tip, she locked her lips around the bulbous pink head and gave it a thorough tongue bath. A long, slow lick around the ridge here, several quick licks across his urethra there, all the while sucking on it like a vacuum, and never once taking her eyes off his. He reached down and grabbed her by her ears, which made her moan into his dick with pleasure, the vibrations making him feel even better. Using her ears as handles, he pushed her down further and further on his cock, his head exploding with pleasure as it was engulfed in her warm, tight throat. Inch after inch she took down her throat, milking him with her throat and always lovingly lapping every inch that passed by with her skilled tongue.

It was the most pleasure Bea had ever gotten from giving a blowjob. The more pleasure he got, the more he manhandled her sensitive ears, which were one of the many erogenous zones on a hellhound. He pinched and squeezed at their tips, ran his fingers along the edges, stroked them from both sides at once, and more. He'd never manhandled her ears this way, and now she never wanted him to stop. It was a pleasure at once completely different from sex and yet so similar. With the combination of his pleasant urgings and her bobbing head, she managed to take an entire foot of cock down her throat, bulging her throat to an insane degree, the head of his cock nearly inside her stomach. And even now, she still looked into his eyes, and he looked in hers, and they could both see the immense pleasure they were both making the other feel.

Beatrix displayed all her oral sex skills she had picked up from her endless fuck sessions with him. She pulled herself almost all the way off, then plunged back down, getting almost all 12 inches back inside her in one move. She did it again, and again, bobbing her head to such extreme lengths as fast as she could, sucking as hard as she could, swirling her tongue around every inch as she went down, and doing the same on the upswings. Diedrich amped up his fondling of her ears even further, roughly treating them the same way he does her breasts in some of their more aggressive fucks. Bea was in a state of never ending orgasm, not quite squirting so much as wracking her body with nonstop pleasure. Bea channeled the pleasure into her work on Deedee's cock, working his cock with her neck muscles, jacking him off with her throat while she sucks. His orgasm came suddenly, only giving her enough warning to back off to his head before an explosion of sticky, hot cum came shooting down her throat and coating her mouth and tongue. She swallowed it all, but not before showing him how much was in her mouth. She gave his tip a kiss and then sat back up next to him, resting her head against his shoulder. He put his arm around her shoulder and held her close. They cuddled together there for a while in a silence so comfortable it could only be borne of those truly in love. After a while, however, Diedrich broke the silence, and it was with a question.

"So, I gotta ask. Why are we celebrating Christmas now?"

She looked at him, not understanding the question. Had he not enjoyed it after all. Had she just been selfishly enjoying herself, uncaring of how he was feeling. Reading the self doubt in her eyes, he quickly kissed her on the forehead.

"I loved it, baby. But ya know, if you had just waited until Christmas day, I would have been able to finish my present."

"....Until Christmas what?"

"Christmas day. The 25th. It's not for another six days."

Beatrix just sat there.

That stupid human kid hadn't said there was a specific day!

Does that mean the Christmas magic didn't even work!?!

She looked over at Diedrich, afraid to see him mocking her for her foolishness. Instead, she saw his sleeping face resting against her shoulder, and heard his long, even breathing. She smiled then, and her worries went away. She rested her head on his, and closed her eyes, allowing herself to drift off to sleep with him.

Well, who cares about some 25th day anyway?

The fog of drousiness started to shroud her mind, and her lids felt far too heavy to keep open. She had one last thought before she fell asleep, and the thought would be her only one leading up to Christmas Day.

Wait, did he say his spell would be finished in six days?