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Santa Leo

By Tredain

It was the night before the night before Christmas. I'd give you the old 'and nothing was stirring' line but I was up at like 1 am punching away at my computer and I lived in the dorm anyway so there was always some kind of party going on somewhere. The dorms were a little quieter now that a lot of students were on holiday which suited me just fine, less annoying people to deal with.

I clicked through tumblr. Porn. Porn. Political meme. Porn. Cat meme. It was pretty much the usual steam of content I followed but it was all pretty bland and boring. Tits and ass and vaj and I dunno, it was hard to find anything exciting lately. And the political arguments were always pretty stupid and draining, even when they were right. Lots of useless crap. It wasn't even worth yanking to tonight.

That was when there was a knock at the door. I grumbled wondering who the fuck was bothering me. I pulled up my pajama pants and went into the living room. Despite my roommates off visiting their family their crap was still strewn about, a few pizza boxes stacked in the corner, a stray sock on the couch, sports magazines piled on the coffee table; all shit I didn't want to bother cleaning up, it wasn't my mess.

The knock came again before I got to the door. It was a simple three knocks, maybe kind of loud. Insistent pricks were going to get the door slammed in their faces though. I opened and started to yell at them about what time it was but the first word never managed to leave my mouth. I stared straight ahead into the biggest set of pecs I'd ever set eyes on in my life. They were thick and full and covered in dense golden fur. Two perfect plump nipples jutted out from them, both pert, and I could see the thick ink lines along the edges. I wondered what the fuck a toon was doing here in the dead of night.

He totally filled the doorway and then some. I couldn't even see his head except just the bare edge of his chin at the top of the frame. I think he was a lion, from the color. His chest was fucking ripped! A perfect set of washboard abs lead down to a small navel just above the reddest pair of speedos I'd ever seen; with white fur lining like a santa hat. And the speedos were fucking packed! The legs were toned and wide too and he just had bare paws like most toons.

"What the f-" I started to say before he let loose a deep, low rumble of "Evening." The sound just totally overrode anything I could make and went straight to my spine. It was like a brick wrapped in silk hit my brain. The big guy dipped his head down to look at me and I could see he was carrying something over one squared shoulder.

"C-can I help you?" I ventured after he smiled at me. Well, not a full smile, but it was confident and those eyes just pinned me down like I was a piece of meat. But it was a fucking toon, these guys weren't real predators. He pushed forward and, just when I thought the frame would crack and tear out of the wall, he kind of 'smooshed' through it and came out with a pop and a wobble.

He was huge! Dude had to have a good foot plus on me and I'm not exactly a short guy. He had a blunt feline muzzle and a big bushy mane. And those piercing eyes. I felt like one of the bugs in etymology class pinned down to a board when he looked me square in the eyes. He also wore a small santa cap that flopped to one side and carried a red sac over his shoulder.

"Ya'll wouldn't be Jeremy Johnson, wouldja?" he purred. I stepped back from him and tried to take him all in. I knew toons didn't wear much but I'd never seen one that could make it look so... skimpy. That speedo bulged and hung down grossly like it had not only the moose's knuckle but the whole damn fist crammed in it. Or a sizeable summer sausage, anyhow. I couldn't help but stare at those big pecs again either, but, then again, they were eye height so it wasn't all that hard to do.

"Uh, yeah. The... the hell do you want, toon?" I tried to man up but puffing out my chest felt just... stupid in the presence of those perfect pecs. Casually, he dropped the sac behind him and a simple foot tap shut the door.

"Well y'see, it being close tah Christmas and all Ah thought Ah'd make mah own list of naughty and nahce folks round heah," he purred with that casual, confident smirk. Those golden eyes bored right into me and I hung on every word. When he finished speaking I stared blankly for a moment then shook my head.

"Er, ya? And what's that got to do with me? I'm not some little kid trying to be good for Santa," I said. His smirk perked up a little higher. He set both of his big hands at his hips and I swear he seemed to get just a little bit bigger, towering over me just that much more.

"That's whah it's Mah list of Naughty and Nahce. Ah don't do little kids, just big boys lahke yourself," he grinned and those golden eyes twinkled. I furrowed my brow and grimaced down at his speedo. What the fuck was going on with that thing? Toons didn't have dongs. They certainly didn't display them so prominently either. The big cat leaned back and pressed his hips out so that hefty bulge bobbled in front of me. I scowled.

"I'm not gay!" I growled at him "And even if I were I wouldn't be into fucking some toon!"

That smirk of his rose a little higher and he crossed his big arms over his chest. Immediately, I felt so small and insignificant; he didn't scowl, he didn't say anything, he just crooked an eyebrow and it was like I was a little kid being scolded. I clapped my mouth shut and looked down, my face turning red.

"Definahtely the naughty list," he purred smoothly. "See, all y'all on the naughty list are gonna help me this holiday."

"H-help you how... Sir?" the last word slipped out and I clapped my hands over my mouth as soon as I said it. He smiled widely, pinning me down again with those big golden eyes. Then, slowly, he turned around and bent down. My eyes went right to his ass as his tail hiked up. The red speedos hugged everything, it was like he wasn't wearing anything. I felt myself get a semi when he turned back, holding the most ridiculous things.

"R-reindeer antlers?" I asked and started at his paws. It was a pair of those Christmas toy antlers, basically a hairband with fuzzy brown 'antlers' stuck to them. In his other paw dangled what looked like one of those leather harnesses you always saw gay bikers in, except it was covered in jingle bells. For some reason I blushed more at the antlers.

"Well ya'll gotta look the part," he purred.

"I uh.. wh-what if I don't want to?" I managed to say. Fuck no I wasn't going to be intimidated by some weird ass toon in the middle of the night. I tried to stand up straight but I couldn't force myself. That eyebrow quirked up again.

"Ya'll really wanna say no to THIS?" he lifted his arms up and flexed. I swear he cracked the ceiling as he bulged up even bigger, every thick muscle turning from hard bulge to diamond slab. His pecs tightened, his biceps bulged, his lats flared out, and he growled a long, low note that rose up out of his chest and rumbled me down to the tips of my toes.

I'm not sure when I got to my knees, it was like I was standing and suddenly I wasn't. My eyes never left that big gorgeous body only now I was level with that ridiculous bulge. That much closer to it and my nose tingled as I breathed in his scent. I hadn't even been aware toons had a scent unless it was for a laugh, but the smell made my face redden more and my pants grow tighter still. I stared up at him and those thick, rippling muscles. I felt like jelly beneath him.

He reached down and slid the antlers onto my head, then started to drape the harness over me. He didn't say a word but I lifted my arms up like a good boy. He stepped back and stroked his chin with one big paw, smiling.

"Well, y'all look closer to the part," he said. He let out another low rumble as he 'hmm'ed' and stroked his chin some more. I felt the weight of the harness on me and realized it hung incredibly loose on me, this was for someone two or three times my size. It hung off me and almost touched the floor. That blunted feline muzzle perked up again and that smile made me shiver. "May as well finish the job. C'mere."

One big paw hooked into the fluffy white waistband of the speedo and a thumb pulled it down. I couldn't believe my eyes. He flopped out and let it hang in the open air, hooking the waistband just underneath it with his balls still inside the speedo. It was fat and pink and a couple veins ran up the sides. It put me to shame. Hell, it put every guy I knew to shame. Not that I'd paid much attention, just, y'know, you always wonder.

That same paw that pulled his speedo down took hold of the length and stroked it slowly. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Those big furry fingers with their dark paw pads gripped the pink flesh and slowly pulled up and down the veiny pole. It pulsed and started to telescope up and outward. I could feel the heat radiating off of it and I watched the veins throb softly. It tapped my noise with a soft 'boop' noise.

"Go on," he purred above me. I could see those golden eyes just over the hillocks of his pecs like two miniature suns over the horizon. Something in the back of my head was screaming at me to bolt or slap it away or do something other than what I was about to do. Whatever it was fizzled away the moment my lips touched that perfect mushroom tip. I kissed it, looking up at him, and let him gently press it into my mouth. It was warm and fleshy even if it looked painted.

One big paw set to the back of my head and I could feel those massive hips of his press forward to feed me inch after inch. I felt the bulbous tip slide against my tongue and toward the back of my throat. For a moment I nearly panicked but he pulled back slowly and saw himself across my tongue. It was bliss. I closed my eyes and suckled softly, everything else in the world just tuned completely out to the warm feeling as his hot pole fucked my face.

I couldn't believe it, then, when I finally opened my eyes and I wasn't looking at my own nose anymore. Well, it was my nose, right? But now I had a muzzle. And the nose at the end was black and had a heavy ink line. I shrugged and pushed it down his cock anyway. The tip pressed to the back of my throat and I swallowed it until my new nose touched the base of his bush. The fuzzy waistband on the speedo tickled my chin and every inch of that solid pole throbbed between my jaws and down my throat. It was wonderful!

He didn't need the hand at the back of my head anymore. He lifted it off, and I swear he brushed something on my head, and I kept bobbing slowly up and down on it. I reached up a hoof... wait. I paused and looked at my hand now. My fingernails were black and covered the tips now and soft brown fur was sprouting up. Toon fur. I watched my palm darken and swell slightly into a pad kind of like Leo's. I squeezed his big wet cock and pulled my mouth of it. I looked up and Leo smiled down at me. I felt my tail twitch.

"Mmm, s'a good start," he purred. "How bout ya get up on the couch so I can get that backside finished?"

I nodded and could feel the weight of my new antlers. The headband thing was totally gone now. I stood up and my pants completely shredded themselves; I had to stop and look down at myself, my feet starting to look like my hands were but more surprising were my thighs swelling out with muscles I'd never had before. I looked up at the big cat and he just grinned, raising a paw and twirling one finger.

Oh yeah. I grinned back and turned around, climbing onto our busted up couch. It creaked under a way I'd never heard it do. I sat on my knees and spread my legs while I gripped the top of the couch with my new hoof-hands. I could feel the little leaf of my tail twitching up. That was about the time I realized I probably shouldn't have a tail.

Then that thought was erased when I felt his presence step up behind me. That fat cock of his slid up and down my crack and my spine just melted. I arched my back and pressed backward into it. There was that little nagging voice in the back of my head again that this was all so totally wrong. I wasn't gay, I wasn't a toon, I sure as hell didn't want to take a lion's cock up my... and then he pressed against my hole and all I could feel was stiff warmth under my tail.

I gripped the top of the couch and gasped as he pushed inside. It made sense I was a toon though, a human couldn't take a toon like Leo. I groaned as he split me open slowly. The couch groaned louder and I thought it was because Leo was pressing up onto me but he just stood back, one hand at the base of his cock as he leaned his weight forward and sank it into me. It was me. I was still growing. The bells jingled softly as new muscle swelled and the harness stretched out across my frame.

It all felt so good. I bit my new inked lip and groaned lowly as Leo's thickness split me and sank into me. I didn't care if I broke the couch; I felt so huge now! My dick touched down against the couch cushion and I was still up on my knees. It pressed down and angled back off the side, drooling onto the carpet. Every little thrust into me milked out a little more pre.

"Ah think you'll make a fine helper," Leo purred as he hilted into me. I just shuddered and groaned, that dick throbbing inside me and spreading warmth up through my new body. I rocked on my knees and ground my butt up against his lap.

"Course, ya'll're more of a normal deer than a reindeer," he chuckled. "But everyone makes that mistake." I giggled too, thinking of all those Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer toons. I was bigger than ALL of them now.

I grunted as he slid out and thrust back in. One solid thump that sent a jolt up my spine; I could feel the weight and power behind the big cat. He was huge in so many ways! It wasn't until he began sawing that big log in and out of my rump that he set a big paw up on my shoulder. I hung my head and let out a low groan. Well, I tried to, but I kind of thumped my antlers against the wall and scraped into the paint. Oops.

He used long, slow thrusts, totally in control of my body, making sure to grind up against my rump every time he sank in all the way. Every inch passed in and out of me and that warmth just blossomed inside me again and again. I didn't know why I hadn't done this sooner. I'd always just completely ignored toons on campus. Well, that would changing soon, they certainly wouldn't be ignoring me!

I gasped loudly and my whole big new body started to tremble. I bumped the wall again with my antlers as I looked down between my legs and realized I was cumming; every solid stroke inside me was milking more and more white creamy spunk out of my salami of a cock and spilling it all over the floor. It wasn't even an orgasm per se, my cock was still rock hard but every thrust made me tremble and more spunk oozed out. Leo just grinned and didn't stop his pace a tic, keeping up that long slow thrusting.

I reached a paw down and felt my meat. It wasn't as big as Leo's but damn, the words 'horse-hung' came to mind and my balls were like small grapefruits that bounced every time he pressed into me. I idly wondered if I'd need to explain all the new stains on the couch. Nah.

Leo let out a long, low growl and hilted in me. Both of his paws gripped down on my shoulders and I had to moan as his cock jumped inside me. Once. Twice. Then that blossom of warmth became even warmer and I clenched down on his pole as it spasmed and toon cum started filling me. He ground up against my rear, leaning in and growling into my ear in a way that just made me gasp and shoot a little more m'self.

It took him a minute to finish, grinding into me and bumping his hips to the back of mine, feeling that wide chest pressed to my back the whole time. He took his time to withdraw and I moaned as the blunt head slipped out of me, more spunk trailing it and onto my own considerable puddle.

"Ya'll do just fine Ah think," he grinned down at me as he tucked himself back into the festive speedo, forming that perfectly ridiculous bulge again. I panted a little and nodded, hoping the grooves I'd crunched into the top of the couch weren't permanent. I amazed myself by standing up, being careful to avoid the sizeable puddle we'd put into the carpet, and chuckled at my own ridiculous erection that bobbed up before me. I hadn't orgasmed yet, just been milked. I prodded a hoof at it softly, feeling how thick and hard it was. It bobbed and hung in the air under its own power.

Leo chuckled too and reached out a paw, taking a hold of it and giving it a squeeze.

"Ya'll're still on the naughty list afterall, maybe Ah'll letcha cum a lil later," he said and let go. I bit my lip but nodded again, a drool of clear pre dribbling out. The big cat turned back to his big sac and dug around it a moment; I took the time to stare at that perfect ass of his. It made my cock ache all the more even if I knew I never had a chance of feeling myself in that fine feline ass. Leo turned back to me and held up another pair of festive speedo, evergreen rather than crimson but still with the white furry fringe.

I stepped over the puddle to accept it with my erection swinging freely the whole time and the jingle bells tinkling merrily. I slipped them up my massive legs and with a loud THWWWWWP managed to stuff my engorged pole into them, slipping my grapefruit-size nuts in with rubbery *POPS*. I didn't make a perfect bulge like Leo did; my balls hung out obscenely on either side of the material and the front stretched to make a tent that showed I could probably flex once and snap it like cheap twine. He crossed his big arms again and looked at me appraisingly.

"Ah always do good work," he purred, smirking. "Ya'll ready to spread some 'holiday cheer'?"

I snapped at attention, heels clacking together and jostling the jingle bells across my massive chest as I saluted.

"You bet boss!"

Leo grinned and hefted his sac over his shoulder, opening the door into the hall.

"Good boy."

The end for now, but certainly not 'The End' ;)