Holiday Special: The Christmas Slut (sample)

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Summary: Tiffany loves the holiday season and dresses like an elf, just for the fun of it. Sure, it means answering questions from people who think she’s working at the stores, but it’s great just to help people out and make their days better!

While she’s out shopping, she gets asked to fill in for an elf that called in sick. However, it turns out it’s for a holiday-themed “stress relief” service.

Giving the gift of her body, time, and sexual prowess to people who need it? What could possibly be a better way to spread a little holiday spirit?
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Tiffany loved the holiday season. Fake trees in every store, bright reds and greens everywhere, candy canes, and mall Santas everywhere she looked. For her, it was a magical time full of sweetness and warmth, even in the bitter snow.

She smoothed out her elf costume, setting a few of the bells jingling, and walked out into the cold, winter air of the busy city. Carols played out of storefronts on tinny, word out speakers and shoppers moved in small crowds of blank-eyed consumer glut.

“I just wish there was a way I could make the season happier for even one of these people,” she said to herself.

She’d been out shopping that day too and a lot of people had asked her for advice and directions in all the stores she’d been in. She wore an elf costume, a reindeer costume, and a Santa Claus outfit at least once every year, just for the fun of it.

“Sure, people get a little confused and think I’m a worker at the stores, but then I get to help them and spread a little joy,” she’d told her friends on more than one occasion.

“Miss! Whatever the other store is paying you, I’ll double it!” she heard a voice shout from across the street.

She looked around and spotted an older, balding man in a wrinkled suit waving from an open door leading into a store she’d never noticed before. She pointed at herself after looking around to see if there was anyone else he could be talking to.

“Yes! You, in the elf costume. Our elf called in sick and we need one right now,” he said.

Tiffany crossed the street as soon as traffic cleared. She’d been on her way to finish a little last-minute shopping, but helping out someone who needed an elf, when she just happened to be walking by in an elf suit?

“That seems like fate to me,” she thought.

“You need an elf?” she asked.

“Yeah. You’re just about perfect. How old are you?” he asked, as his eyes wandered up and down her body, drinking in her long, slender legs in striped leggings, her narrow waist, and gentle, but provocative curves.

“I’m twenty-two,” she said, brushing back a lock of her black hair. “Why?”

“Oh, you know. Contracts and all that. Need to be sure you’re over eighteen,” he muttered. “My names, Rick Mulhoon, nice to meet you, uh?”

“Tiffany. Tiffany Spencer,” she said, reaching out and shaking his hand.

“Okay, Miss Spencer, if you just follow me, we can have you sign a few papers and you’ll be our elf for the day,” he said, leading her into the small, cramped store.

“So… Uh… What kind of work does an elf do?” she asked.

“Well, you know how a lot of people are really stressed out while shopping and just in general during the holidays?” he asked and she nodded. “Well, we provide a service that helps them relax and we do it with a holiday theme.”

She’d heard of those kinds of services. Places where Christmas shoppers got to have sex with holiday mascots.

“I… I don’t know if…” she stuttered for a moment.

“Ah. I see. Well, if you’re not comfortable with it… I guess there will just be a lot of holiday shoppers let down today. Nothing to be done for it,” he said, running a hand over his bald head.

“Well, I didn’t say I wouldn’t I just… How… how many people will be upset?” she asked.

He flipped through a few papers on his desk. “There are ten men and a woman who were hoping for an elf to bring them a little holiday joy today. But if you’re not comfortable…”

She looked down at the desk for a moment, her well-groomed eyebrows pushed together. “No. I’ll do it! It’s the season to make other people happy!”

“Perfect! I knew you were the elf for the job as soon as I saw you! Just sign this contract and we’ll get you set up in your workspace,” he said.

His smile was a little crooked and his face a little pasty, but she could tell that she’d already made his day better.

“Just think about it! I’ll make eleven more people happy today!” she thought as she signed the contract.

After adding her signature to a few pages of the contract, Mr. Mulhoon led her down a hallway with several doors leading off of it. She heard moans, squeals, and sighs from each. As a man was leaving one, tucking his shirt into his trousers, she peeked in and saw a busty redhead dressed in the top half of a reindeer outfit. The woman was panting, her face covered in cum, and a large, purple dildo sticking halfway out of her red fur-lined pussy.

“Did you see the smile on that guy’s face?” she asked.

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