{"sf1_id":36494,"sf2_id":"RnoEz5ve","title":"Merry Fucking Christmas","author":"Sauceror","words":841,"posted_at":"2007-11-09T15:39:00.000Z","tags":["Bestiality","Bisexual","Domination/Submission","F/Herm","Gender Shifting","Human","M/Herm","Pregnancy","Rape","Reindeer","Rhyme"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/36494-merry-fucking-christmas","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnoEz5ve","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=36494\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"(Quietly and surreptitiously murmured to _T'was The Night Before Christmas_)  \n  \nT'was the end of October, 3-1 to be clear  \nAnd the end of the Halloween season drew near  \n  \nA little man sat, all in red on his throne  \nAnd stomped his right hoof as he uttered a groan  \n  \nHe picked up a glass and wheeled back to throw it,  \n\"I know he'll upstage me this year, I just know it!\"  \n  \nThen a horrible plan coalesced in his mind  \nTo give to St. Nick a fate very unkind  \n  \n\"Hare Easter!\" he called in a thunderous roar,  \nTo summon a friend that he'd had once before.  \n  \n\"Ha ha.\" chimed a small voice. \"You think you're so funny.\"  \n\"But don't forget pal, I'm now called 'Easter Bunny'!\"  \n  \nBeelzebub witnessed a tiny white fluff,  \nNot manifestation, but it was enough.  \n  \n\"We're merely bit players!\" Old Scratch harshly hissed.  \n\"A few days a year, and then we're hardly missed!\"  \n  \n\"But loan me life magic, just a little bit,  \nAnd I'll put an end to that jolly old shit.\"  \n  \nThe powderpuff hovered, unsure of its choice.  \nCould it really trust in that horrible voice?  \n  \n\"I'll give it right back.\" Satan cooed. \"Never fear.\"  \n\"And then Easter can last for half the damn year!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The foul soul felt stirred - he'd gained some new magic!  \n\"Just make sure the old sot's end isn't too tragic.\"  \n  \nAnd off went the devil to frosty North Pole.  \n\"Wow, this place is barren. Man, what a hole!\"  \n  \nHis eyes scanned the workshop, the toys and the tables  \nUntil they discovered his true goal: the stables!  \n  \nIn crept the fallen, his voice whisper-soft,  \nAs clouds of pollution, they held him aloft.  \n  \nAnd there he found reindeer, all nine, he did see  \nHis lips broadened wide, with malicious glee.  \n  \nOne at a time, he tapped on each snout  \nTill each reindeer woke to see what was about.  \n  \nPanic ensued, to shatter the silence  \nFor moments, he feared that it would end in violence!  \n  \nBut soon each form stumbled, and fell to the floor  \nTo rest from the foul interruption - and more!  \n  \nBodies were changing, aligning and growing  \nSoon, different parts of the reindeer were showing.  \n  \nTheir hips realigned - no more four-legs were these  \nInstead, they could walk upon two legs with ease!  \n  \nTheir chests blossomed forth, into bountiful tits  \nAs Satan watched on, having giggling fits!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Their forehooves gained fingers, now articulated -  \nThis went better than he had anticipated!  \n  \nBetween hindlegs, other things altered as well  \nAs nine reindeer sheaths had started to swell  \n  \nBeneath them, plump orbs, full of 'eggnog' to share  \nAnd beneath those? Each had a doehood down there!  \n  \n\"Arise, my new minions!\" Beelzebub shouted.  \n\"It's time that Old Fatso got his ass rerouted!\"  \n  \nNine forms stood up tall, two strong hooves on the floor  \nAnd one by one, each opened the stable door.  \n  \nThe devil grinned wide as he ran to the cottage.  \n\"On Bondage! On Dommy! On Subby! On Frottage!\"  \n  \n\"On Oral! On Anal! On Macro! On Vore!  \nLet's show that fat bastard what we've got in store!\"  \n  \nThey crept in the snow out towards Santa's own sleigh  \nBut all new toys would they deliver today!  \n  \n\"Let's show everybody what Old Scratch can do!  \nNaughty kids ought to have their Christmas too!\"  \n  \nSo Dolly got anal beads she could make spark  \nAnd Billy got dildos that glowed in the dark  \n  \nMikey got bondage here, Suzie a crop  \nFreddy got himself a new dungeon prop  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But Satan knew naughty, and he was no rube  \nSo each naughty child got a spare can of lube.  \n  \nThey sped on back home, the reindeer all needy,  \nBeelzebub saying, \"Oh, my! I've been greedy!\"  \n  \n\"Don't think I've forgotten, that wouldn't be fair!  \nYour gifts are all waiting for you nine in there!\"  \n  \nThe reindeer unhitched as they leered at each other,  \nEach knowing the mind of their sister (or brother)  \n  \nFrom inside the workshop, there rose such a yell  \nBeelzebub snickered; they were raising hell!  \n  \nWhile folks were distracted, he darted away  \nHe'd already pulled a great trick for the day!  \n  \nNow Santa is hitched to the sleigh all day long  \nWhile reindeer assault him with titanic dongs  \n  \nHe never receives even one moment's lull  \nHe'd cry out for help, but his mouth's always full!  \n  \nThe elves are now servants, all easily moved  \nThey'll sub to just anyone, human or hooved  \n  \nThey're easy to train, and they're really quite fun  \nWhy, after three fuckings, they don't even run!  \n  \nAnd poor Mrs. Claus, well, she's up the creek  \nI understand she's birthing three fauns next week  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She's stuffing her face with lots of Christmas food  \nTo fuel her body for more reindeer brood.  \n  \nNow Christmas is long past, let no one remember  \nThat we ever did anything in December  \n  \nWhile voices ring out in the North Pole each night,  \n\"Merry Christmas to all, and god damn, you're tight!\"  \n  \n(Yes, I realize I'm totally going to hell for this. That's fine with me; all my friends will be there.)  \n  \n  \n\n"}