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An Endeering Stripper

Written by: TiranMaster

Brad was alone for Christmas, his house looked like a mess, and he had no intention of leaving his house for a few days since he was using the rest of his vacation hours for the year. This last year had been nothing but shit for the man, his fiancee had broken up with him over a drunken argument the previous month, some stocks he’d invested in had dropped out completely, and his car had stopped on him twice during the year completely causing large bills to grow even bigger. Even though Brad was an accountant, it felt like he could hardly keep his hands on any money.

For Christmas he’d decided he didn’t want to see any friends or family, he wanted to be alone. Well... that wasn’t entirely true, he’d decided that he did want someone to spend a night with him, but he didn’t want anyone he knew, he wanted someone special to spend the night with. A few days earlier he’d come across a website promising for a christmas present that would blow his mind, a partner to spend the night with who would change his life and fulfill the dirtiest wishes. It had been shockingly cheap as well and in the back of Brad’s mind he knew that it meant the service couldn’t be all that good, but he was desperate for someone to spend the night with.

Now that it was Christmas Eve already the day had given into night, Brad’s nighttime partner would be there soon enough, and a bottle of champagne sat unopened on the coffee table in front of him with two empty glasses sitting beside it waiting to be used. The man glanced at his watch, according to the email he’d received after purchasing the service they would be there shortly after seven o’clock, and it was six fifty nine right at that moment. Standing up Brad walked around the room making sure that his phones were disconnected, after all he didn’t want to be deserved while he and his lady friend enjoyed their time together.

Right at seven o’clock there was a knock on the front door, Brad blinked as he glanced at the door. “Punctual, I like that,” he purred to himself. Brushing back his hair Brad started towards the door, he pulled his shirt down over his slightly rounded stomach and stood in front of the door. He decided against looking out the peephole, after all, he liked a surprise. Standing there and starting to reach for the doorknob Brad noticed a scent in the air... it smelled almost... musky.

Brad pulled the door open and started to gesture inside until he saw who... or rather what was standing outside his front door. “What a gentlemen,” a deep masculine voice chuckled. Standing there in front of the door was a deer... or rather a reindeer, and he wasn’t like any Brad had ever seen. He stood as a man would, his body looking more humanlike than animal, though there was no mistaking the creature for a deer. Brad would’ve shut the door, but the deer was already brushing past him, his body giving off a mixed scent of peppermint and musk. “Small place, but it’ll do for the night,” the reindeer mused.

Slowly Brad turned to follow the deer with his eyes, trying to understand what was going on, he watched as the reindeer’s antlers barely missed scraping against his roof. “W... what?” he breathed. The reindeer strolling around his front room was wearing little, though thankfully his fur covered enough, he wore a leather harness around his chest, and around his crotch was a very tight green thong that left hardly a thing to the imagination as a very large bulge took up the space between his muscled thighs.

The buck was rather handsome, his features sharp and his nose taking small whiffs of the air, he brushed a hand through his hair as he glanced down at the champagne. “Oh, a drink for me? It’s a shame, I don’t much care for champagne, but worry not!” With a gesture of his hand a shower of red and green sparkles flew out and changed the bottle of alcohol into alcoholic eggnog, a rather large bottle at that. “Much better! This’ll do us much better,” he said cheerfully. He poured himself a glass and started to sip it down as he looked around the house casually, his chestnut brown fur shifting on his tall and toned body as he strolled around the room with glass in hand.

“What kind of joke is this?” Brad breathed. He’d closed the front door for now as he didn’t want any cold air getting in, but his body was shaking nonetheless as his face turned bright red. “Where’s the stripper? The one I ordered online?!” The man’s mind was racing in a thousand different directions, unable to comprehend what he’d just seen with the champagne becoming another drink entirely.

The reindeer turned his eyes on Brad, smiling wide as he gestured to his muscled body, rubbing a hand over his bulging thong as he struck a pose. “You got him! My name’s Dancer, and before you ask, yes THAT Dancer!” The reindeer flexed his rather impressive muscles for Brad to see, as if nothing were wrong at all in this entire situation. “You’re Brad Tanner, I’m the stripper that you purchased,” he explained cheerfully.

There were plenty of questions running through Brad’s head, and he wanted to show them all out at once, but he couldn’t manage as his face was shifting into a brighter and brighter red as he grew angrier. “W... y... fuu... get out of here!” Brad hissed. He had so many questions, but he didn’t care to know the answers, his head was hurting and he was terribly embarrassed. The man of course wondered if the reindeer were real or not, but he didn’t care enough, he just now wanted Dancer out of his house so he could drink himself to sleep and forget the night’s events.

Dancer just continued to smile though as he stayed standing there, readjusting his thong as his massive meat slid around in the interior of the garment. “No can do, Brad! Ya see, you purchased me for the night. Now it’s time to indulge in those dirty wishes you purchased me for,” the reindeer purred. He sat down and leaned back in Brad’s couch, eying the human up and down.

“There’s no dirty wishes I’d want from a freak like you! Now get out of here before I call the police, and get out of that fucking ridiculous outfit, freak!” Brad shouted. He stomped his foot petulantly, things were not going his way and he didn’t like that in the least. “Leave!”

Dancer just smiled at him as if his words hadn’t even phased the reindeer before the buck just laughed lightly. “You seem to misunderstand, Brad. The dirty wishes promised in the ad that you saw weren’t talking about your desires, but rather mine. You see there are so many lonely men in the holiday seasons, looking for somebody to occupy their time, and they so often will do anything to have company. Our ad is magic and can only reach those who are truly desperate for companionship, even if they themselves don’t realize. You got our ad, Brad, and as such you were willing enough to purchase our services. Now that you’ve paid you have signed a contract that you cannot break, you’re subject to my rules, and any of my dirty desires.” The reindeer’s smile grew wider as Brad’s face was now a burning red that would’ve put a beet to shame, the man’s fists clenched tight.

“This is ridiculous! I’m going to call the police and get you the hell out of here!” Brad roared. He stomped over to his cell phone and picked it up before starting to dial the police, but as he held it up to his face it suddenly tingled in his hand, and the next moment it was a chocolate bar. Brad slowly pulled it away from his face as he realized there was no dial tone and looked at it with a blank expression, not understanding what had just occurred. “Oh...” he breathed.

Dancer withdrew his hand as the magic died on his furred fingers, his feet still kicked up on the coffee table easily. “Nope, not gonna happen, boy. Now why don’t you stop fighting, I really would love to get this finished. You see the boss has to have me back in about... two hours, and you’ll be able to have all the fun you want once you come back with me to spend time with all of the other reindeer,” the buck explained.

Brad looked at the reindeer in confusion, fear now starting to dawn upon his face as he realized what had happened to his phone, and what Dancer really was. “What... what do you mean? I’m staying right here, I’m a human not a deer!” His voice was raising in pitch as his mind was starting to recoil from all of the things going on around him that didn’t make sense in any way, shape, or form.

There was suddenly a leather harness similar to his own in Dancer’s hand, a thong had appeared in his other, red compared to the reindeer’s green. “Don’t worry, that’ll shortly be fixed, boy. In the meantime though why don’t we enjoy ourselves? Ya see most of us reindeer up in the north pole are all very gay, we’re not quite sure why ourselves, we figure it has something to do with the magic that gave us intelligence, but none of us really mind per say. The one thing that stinks is that because of us being gay we really can’t be bringing in new reindeer since none of us will even put our dicks anywhere near a lady, so we’ve decided that through our little service we can bring in new reindeer all the time. Reindeer to pull the sleigh if we need substitutes, or do heavy lifting up there for the elves. It may sound hard, but believe me, with all the sex you’ll be getting you won’t complain,” Dancer explained.

“Fuck you!” Brad said with a hiss. “Fuck you, and get the hell out of here. I’ll pay you whatever you want to leave, but just leave me alone and let me live in peace.” Brad didn’t care if magic was real, he didn’t care about the fact that there was a living breathing magical reindeer in front of him, he just wanted everything to be done with.

For a moment Dancer just looked at Brad, and then he vanished, completely gone from the couch. The man blinked in surprise and looked around expecting to see the buck... but he didn’t reappear. “Thank god!” Brad laughed. He was a bit too hasty in his relief though as he suddenly found himself on the couch, and he had been pulled right out of his clothing. In place of his old clothes were the leather harness and thong that Dancer had shown him earlier, though they were quite loose. “What the...?!” Brad grunted.

Now Dancer stood in front of him with a wide grin, his thong bulging lewdly as he was dancing, music filled the air from nowhere. It was a christmas sounding jingle hovering through the open air, it had a sultry sound that reminded Brad of a stripper club’s lewd beats, but this one seemed jolly and sexy. “You need to loosen up, Brad. Being such a scrooge during christmas could lead to you getting grey hairs early, why don’t you take a load off and let the magic of christmas flow in?”

Now of course Brad had no intention of just giving in to anything, he was rigidly opposed to the entire thing, instead wanting the reindeer out and a nice drink of brandy to drain away the memories of what he was currently experiencing. “Go stuff yourself and hang your head up on somebody else’s wall!” The remark was far more scathing than Brad thought himself capable of giving out, but by this point he was blushing brightly as the green thong cupped his rather meager bulge. The small bulge didn’t seem to escape Dancer’s notice either as he gave the human an almost pitying look causing Brad to become even more indignant.

“Humans get caught up in such serious minded stuff, wanting to be alone all the time, and even claiming the big happy man up north doesn’t exist. It’s a real shame that you’re all so close minded, but don’t worry, I’ll fix that up. Listen to the music and feel all of those worries lift right off of your,” Dancer said cheerfully. His body continued to sway as the music grew louder in the room, Brad’s head starting to ring lightly with the sound of christmas bells chiming in time. “Magic is in the air, so magical and fair! Christmas tidings to even the hardest of hearts, allowing it to flow into all of their parts!” Dancer started to sing a song in time with the music, rhyming with words that would’ve made Dickens wince.

Brad was determined to keep a frown on his face as he kept his fierce gaze on the reindeer. The man started to get up from the couch but Dancer quickly got in his way once more, standing right in front of the human just to make sure he couldn’t stand up. “Get out of my way! I refuse to wear this crap!” Brad’s words were barely heard over the musical din as it had turned up too loud for Brad to easily shut out, and even when he attempted to clamp his hands over his ears somehow the notes managed to worm their way in anyways.

Twerking and grinding in front of Brad, Dancer leaned his large and furred body over Brad’s own, brushing his fur against the human’s skin and allowing for his massive bulge to grind against the man’s thong. “You’re so shut in your ways, so sad and meager. Locking yourself away for days, don’t worry though soon you’ll be eager!” The rhymes really were getting on Brad’s nerves, and though he attempted to push Dancer off of him the reindeer was far too solidly built to easily get him off.

“Get out of here! I don’t want you near!” Brad shouted. He didn’t even realize the rhyme that had slipped itself through his lips as Dancer turned himself around, starting to give Brad a lap dance whether he liked it or not. “This is not right, I want to be alone! Don’t make me fight, the website was too good to be true I should have known!” The rhymes fell out of his mouth as the music continued to play into his head, his thoughts starting to tangle up around themselves, his eyes slowly focusing as his gaze was taken up by nothing but the reindeer’s back, his thonged rear grinding and humping on top of the man’s crotch.

Dancer’s skills as a lap dancer were impeccable, after all he’d had plenty of practice over the years, his hips gyrating in all the right ways to make Brad excited even if he didn’t admit it. “Don’t worry any longer about your human life! Soon happiness and partnership your life will be rife!” His rhymes sank into Brad’s head whether or not he liked to admit it, his cheeks blushed slightly as the thought of his life becoming far less lonely sounded so attractive to him, some memories of human life slipping out from his head even as he tried to hold onto them behind his mental defences.

“I refuse to fall under your spell! I... I won’t listen to you anymore,” Brad growled. He reasserted his thoughts, trying to break whatever hold Dancer was pushing on him, but it was short lived as the music was so nice to listen to... cheerful, happy, and horny. Brad’s cock had reacted quite well to the reindeer’s ministrations on his crotch, the reindeer’s large and firm ass grinding on his lap was far more appealing with every passing second.

As the minutes passed by of Dancer’s singing to Brad, the man’s mental defences were falling, and the magic in the thong and harness had started to work the magic upon him. His body was slowly growing larger, his fat shrinking away and his muscles starting to grow all over. The man let out an involuntary moan, a mixture of growing arousal and the sensation of the magic dancing across his skin, settling into his body from the garments that had been forced upon him. “Though you protest and try to hold fast, even now the magic works in. It’ll feel so better as you forget the past, lose yourself to sin.” Dancer could sense the magic working upon Brad, his body constantly moving to always be appealing to the human’s base desires. He watched as Brad was growing larger, his weaker body gaining inches in both height and strength, weak looking pectorals quickly taking on an appearance that could make bodybuilders jealous in mere minutes.

Music rang in the man’s ears as he felt it dragging in new thoughts and taking away old memories, his life slowly coming apart as the christmas magic worked itself onto his psyche, taking the straight boring man and replacing it with a horny reindeer. Brad tried to fight, but it was a losing battle nonetheless, Dancer’s magics were stronger than any defences Brad had. Fur was sprouting on his body, dark brown fur growing in across his increasingly muscular form, his hair darkening from a sandy blonde into a darkening black color. Brad attempted to speak but he found that words failed him now as his thoughts were so jumbled in his head, his thoughts heavy and sluggish as he was forgetting who he’d been, and found that he didn’t mind to much any longer.

Dancer didn’t stop dancing for a single moment, leaning in and groping the changing man’s now impressive muscles, nibbling on his nipples as the leather harness started to grow increasingly tight on his body. “Feel that pleasure and indulge in it! Say goodbye to your old identity and find that you won’t miss it one bit!” He’d played this song for other men before Brad and it was rare he ever had to change it a single inch as his magic was strong enough to pull most men’s defences apart.

By now the new reindeer didn’t remember who Brad was, he had a new identity blossoming in his head, no name just yet, but he recognized Dancer... one of his close friends in the north pole. Humanity was quickly vanishing from his body, his face already growing out into a handsome muzzle, from above his black hair a set of great antlers had grown out marking him as a strong buck. His thong bulged in a mixture of arousal and growth as his cock grew a sheathe and became far larger, the miniature thing that Brad had was now gone, and it was something he could take pride in as it actually slightly outweighed Dancer’s own, not that he minded. With a new personality growing he’d started to make moves of his own under Dancer’s humping and groping, starting to gyrate his hips as he started smirking at the other reindeer, his human brown eyes taking on a new green glint, his body giving on an increasingly masculine musk.

“There you are my new friend! All of that old one is at an end. So strong and virile you are now. I bet your new cock will make for a great plow.” That last line he ended with a wink as the last of the magic was settling into the reindeer, letting in a deep whiff of Dancer’s own scent as his harness settled tightly on his chest, in fact he would have to loosen it up. New memories of being a stripper in his own head now, and he looked up at Dancer as he knew that the reindeer hadn’t quite lived up to his job’s namesake.

For a moment there was a pause, the new reindeer’s head aching as new memories and old were fighting for a second... and then his eyes finally changed into a bright emerald green as his new name settled in his head, a new person being born. “My name is Blower and I think you haven’t quite finished the job. Now why don’t you drop that and let me give you a blowjob?” he asked with a wink. Dancer’s smile drew up into a large grin as he nodded, finally stepping back from the new reindeer, his hooves leaning heavily into the carpeted floor as he sat up, his thong bulging lewdly around his erect shaft. A fitting name for a horny stripper reindeer, and Blower seemed plenty happy with the choice. The music had slowed itself as the sultry tone in the air drew even deeper, the reindeer’s eyes tracing the meat underneath Dancer’s garment as the reindeer started to tease him with a slow stripping motion.

Pulling on years of experience Dancer started to swing his hips from side to side, slowly pulling the thong down until his erection finally swung out of the thong, a massive rod of meat that would make any normal man feel small. No more rhymes were needed, the magic had already done its work. He grew close to Blower once more, his penis growing closer to the newer deer’s face until the meet pressed up against the waiting muzzle.

Looking up at Dancer with undisguised lewdness, the new reindeer took Dancer’s cock into his mouth, his tongue easily working up and down the meat as he started to let out deep moans. The magic had worked plenty of memories of meetings with other reindeer into his mind so he was quick to get used to the sensation, Dancer’s eyes closing as he leaned his head back, moans escaping his muzzle as the newer reindeer quickly got used to his namesake.

The blowjob was unlike any other that Dancer had recieved, his face sliding into a dim smirk while Blower was sliding his tongue up and down the shaft, pressing his muzzle up into his furry balls and grinding his head on the cock. Dancer started to hump into Blower’s mouth as the pair’s magic started to grow in power from their sexual encounter, the room starting to shift from a regular house into more of a cabin, the pictures in the room showing off lewd reindeer posing in the nude. The TV’s channels showed off elves giving off a news report about some reindeer games, and the small tree that sat in the room turned into a far grander one with ornaments that were made from pure silver and gold.

Blower grabbed onto Dancer’s sides, wrapping his fingers into the other male’s ass as he suckled on his transformers’ cock until finally he got Dancer to blow his load all over his face. Dancer had been intending on waiting a little longer, but his legs grew numb and he almost fell over as he had a mind shattering orgasm, exploding all over the other reindeer’s furred face. Blower’s cheeks bloated with the massive amount of spunk from Dancer’s orgasm, but he didn’t let a single drop out as he gulped it down greedily until he leaned back with a satisfied look on his face. The male’s thong was thoroughly creamed and he’d need a new one when they got back home, but for now he was satisfied as he giggled to himself happily. “That was great, Dancer...”

Letting out a satisfied moan Dancer looked down at Blower with a smirk. “Well you got me to blow my load a little earlier than I meant to... but I suppose I’ll get you back after the christmas ride. But as for now we’re running a bit behind, so we’ll get going now,” he said. Blower nodded as he stood up and though Dancer had said that they needed to get going he couldn’t resist wrapping his arms around Blower’s sides and kissing him deeply as he couldn’t wait to enjoy the other man later that night, after all Blower was quite the looker. After that they broke off the kiss and soon walked outside to fly off into the night, that night Blower would be getting plenty of christmas joy from all of the other reindeer.