Title:  Santa's Present
Author: Forgottenidol

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Summary: When Melissa woke up to a noise in her house on Christmas Eve, she did not expect to find Santa. Santa never expected to be given such a present as Melissa.


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Santa took a swig of rum from the bottle that he always carried with him, and then took a big bite of the chocolate cookie he had brought with him from the other house. He looked about the living room. There were no milk and cookies laid out for him and he mumbled drunkenly to himself.

"No fucking cookies, dammit," He muttered and finished the cookie he had with him. Crumbs collected on his big beard and he wiped them from his mouth before taking another sip of his rum. "Let's see," he said as he pulled out a long list from his coat checking off a name.

He looked about for the Christmas tree, and walked towards it. He threw down some gifts and kicked them under the tree, then let out an obnoxious burp. He held up his bottle of rum and noticed only a few drops left.

"Motherfucker!" He yelled and threw the bottle over his shoulder. "I hate my fucking life!"

Melissa woke up with a start as she heard the sound of glass breaking. She sat up in her bed and looked around at the darkness in her room. Her breathing was deep, and she gasped as she heard yet another noise coming from downstairs. She brushed the the blankets from her bed and scurried down the hallway to her parent's room.

She tapped on their door softly, not wanting to be heard by whoever was downstairs.

"Daddy!" she whispered at the door. There was no answer. She tried again, a little louder, but there was still no answer. She turned the knob but the door was locked. Dammit, she thought to herself.

She knew it was against her better judgment, but she needed to find out what was going on. Maybe it was just her mom or dad downstairs, and maybe they needed help. She stood at the top of the stairs working up her courage.

She took the first step, the hardwood cold beneath her bare feet. She slowly crept down the stairs and tried to steady her breathing.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs she again paused and another rumbling sound came from the living room. She moved her feet slowly, regaining her courage, moving toward the living room which was lit only by the lights of the Christmas tree.

As she crept closer, her heart pounded. She crept to the doorway, and peeked in, half-expecting to see one of her parents drunk. What she saw startled her: a large man dressed in red, fumbling with a few small packages. She gasped more noisily than she had expected to and the large man jumped and turned around.

To the young girl, there was no mistake about it, the figure before her was jolly, old saint nick. Though not as fat as she thought he should be, he was very tall. Her mouth gaped as she stared into his white-bearded face.

"Ho, ho, ho!" He suddenly yelled out, followed by a belch. He spread out his arms as if to present himself to the young girl. "It's Santa!" He almost stumbled.

Melissa was frozen. To her is was not possible. Santa was not real, she thought to herself.

"Oh, I am real, Melissa!" He suddenly said. Melissa jumped.

"H... how do you..." she stammered.

"I know everything... I'm Santa!" He smirked. "Come here my girl; come say hello to Santa!" He motioned for Melissa to walk to him.

For a moment the girl was frozen, but for a strange reason that she could not figure out she started to walk towards the large, mythical figure that was coated in the flickering Christmas lights of her family's decorations.

Santa smirked as he watched the twelve-year-old take the first few steps towards him. The short, petite girl showed only the first signs of becoming a woman, and Santa almost started to drool as he watched her. Her deep breathing pushed her developing breasts against her night shirt. Santa licked his lips as he stared at the small forms on her chest that were no bigger than small lemons. He felt his cock stir as she approached him.

"I don't remember hearing anything about you visiting Santa this year," He said as she finally stood before him. He placed his hand upon her shoulder.

"Because... Santa... isn't..." She started.

"Real!" He yelled, "But I am right here my child!" he laughed with a series of "ho's."

"But..." She said.

"Nonsense, come sit on Santa's lap!" He said to her falling back to sit on the couch next to the Christmas tree. He pulled her with him, dragging her almost limp body easily down onto his lap.

Melissa could suddenly smell the scent of freshly baked gingerbread, and it made her dizzy and her mind cloudy. Santa held onto her tightly and looked down at her, resting one of his large hands on her pajama-pants-covered thigh.

"Now, my dear child... what do you want for Christmas..." Santa asked.

"I..." No sooner had she started to speak through her haze, she was interrupted.

"Now, now now... you know, everyone asked me for things... but do they ever ask me. Does anyone ever ask Santa what he would like for Christmas?" He held her a bit tighter against him.

Melissa struggled with her words, "What... what do you want for Christmas, Santa?" she eventually asked.

Santa grinned and let out a small laugh. He slid his hand along the fabric covered skin of her thigh, and leaned his face down closer to hers.

"What I want, Melissa... is..." His hand slipped suddenly up her thigh and he forced a couple of fingers between her legs, getting them to press against her young sex despite her suddenly clamping her legs together out of instinct. "... A nice, tight, little pussy."

Melissa moaned when she felt Santa's fingers rubbing against her little snatch. She felt like her mind was clouded, that no thoughts in her head were her own.

"So, what do you want my little girl?" Santa suddenly asked.

"I... I..." Melissa stuttered, she felt as if she were asleep.

"Oh, I know what you want, Melissa," Santa said, "You want a big cock, don't you?"

"N... No," Melissa sighed. Her pussy was tingling as Santa's fingers continued to rub between her legs, and she felt a knot tighten in her stomach.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry," Santa told her, "it's not a big cock you want. It's a huge cock, a long, thick cock. Isn't that it, Melissa?"

Melissa gasped, she seemed to drift further into a dream. She didn't know where she was, or what she was thinking. Santa was having a strange effect on her.

"Y... yes," Melissa stammered, "I want..." Melissa's voice faded out.

"What is it you want, Melissa?" Santa asked again.

"I... I want... I want a huge cock," Melissa could barely hear what she was saying to the jolly man.

Santa chuckled again, "But is that it, Melissa?"

"No," Melissa said.

"No, of course not," Santa told her, "But I think I have a special present for you, Melissa."

Melissa sighed and nodded. Her pussy was warm from Santa's constant rubbing, and she closed her eyes, letting herself go completely to the dreamy feelings she had.

"But what about my present, Melissa?" Santa asked.

"I... I Have..." Melissa was cut off.

"You have my present?" Santa dug his fingers more roughly into the small girl's crotch as he felt her pussy getting hot.

"Yes, I do," Melissa sighed.

"You have a little pussy?" asked Santa.

"Yes," Melissa replied dreamily.

"And is it tight, my dear?" He asked.

"Yes," Melissa could feel herself fading in and out of consciousness.

"How tight is it, Melissa?" asked Santa.

"Very," Melissa replied.

"Oh, it's a very tight little-girl pussy, Melissa?" Santa said.

Melissa nodded.

"Well, it seems like we each will get our presents then," Santa said. "Now open your eyes Melissa, and I'll show you yours."

Melissa opened her eyes as Santa removed his hand from her pussy. She suddenly felt more aware, but the smell of cookies and gingerbread that filled the air still made her feel like she was in a cloud.

Santa moved his hand to his crotch and slowly undid his buttons. Melissa's eyes wandered on their own to watch Santa's hand. When the buttons were undone, Santa reached into his pants. Melissa gasped and jumped suddenly when she saw what came out of his pants with his hand. It was a long, thick tube of flesh topped with a bloated head. It hung limply along his large thigh. Melissa's eyes opened wide with wonder.

"Take your present, Melissa," Santa commanded her, pulling his hand away.

Slowly, and not under her own power, she reached her hand out to grab it. Even when her fingers sank into the spongy skin behind it's head, her fingers could not encircle it's girth. Her mouth was open in awe as her hand felt the tremendous heat resonating off of it. She lifted it, and became amazed by it's weight. She felt it pulse.

"See, Melissa, a huge cock just for you," Santa smiled.

Melissa said nothing. He was not joking. Santa took hold of her hand and began to move it up and down along his cock.

"Just keep moving it, and it will get even bigger still," Santa chuckled.

Melissa was speechless, she pumped her hand slowly along the huge tube of meat. Her mouth was going dry as she felt it pulse and swell in her hand, growing slowly larger. She was amazed and she felt her hand being forced wider open as Santa's cock grew thicker.

"Melissa, you are being such a good girl," Santa told her. He moaned as her little hand moved along his cock.

He reached forward with his hand and slowly undid the buttons of Melissa's shirt. Melissa didn't notice, or didn't care as she was lost in her dreamy state, watching intently as Santa's cock grew longer and started to lift off of his thigh.

When the final button of Melissa's shirt was unbuttoned, Santa opened her shirt and exposed her cute, premature breasts to his view. He grinned when he saw them, and his cock throbbed as the sight forced more blood to rush into it. He heard Melissa gasp softly when she felt his cock expand.

Santa licked his lips, and moved his hand to her chest. Melissa jumped a little as she felt his rough hand touch her smooth skin. Santa moved his fingers along the nubs of her breasts, squeezing them softly and enjoying the feel of her satiny skin. His let his hand slide down along her firm belly, and back up along her breasts. The warmth of her body aroused him greatly, and his cock grew more quickly. He could feel his heart beat pumping blood into his large shaft with every beat. His cock lifted from his crotch and slowly began to rise up from his legs into the air.

Melissa was still lost in the sight before her. She thought that Santa's cock was big when he first removed it from his pants, and with every inch it expanded she thought that it could not get any bigger. It did get bigger, much bigger. Even as it rose up from his crotch into the air, Melissa watched it swell even more. It pressed her fingers further outward, and the spongy flesh of his shaft grew harder every minute.

She was so lost in the spectacle before her that she was barely aware of Santa's large hands on her sensitive breasts.

Santa ran his hands back down along her belly, until it reached the top of her pajama pants.

"I think it's time to unwrap my present," Santa said with a large smile on his face.

He flicked open the top button of her pants, and the elastic opened up to show the very top of Melissa's white panties. The jolly man sighed and pulled open the second button that was a couple of inches lower. When it popped open, he pulled the two halves apart, exposing most of her snug-fitting panties.

Santa slid his fingers along her panties and down into her pants. His fingers felt the puffy lips of her pussy through the thin fabric, and could feel a small damp spot in her panties.

Melissa again moaned as she felt Santa's fingers return to her crotch, but her half-open eyes remained glued to his cock. The knot in her stomach returned when Santa pressed and rubbed against her little snatch, pressing the fabric of her panties against her soft skin.

The feeling of her warm pussy, made Santa's cock rapidly harden. Melissa felt it. Santa's cock now felt like a rock covered in flesh, it was fully erect and standing straight up into the air from his crotch, the bloated head was swollen. Melissa's hand seemed dwarfed by the enormous shaft as she continued to lazily stroke it.

Santa moved his hand lower, sliding her pajama pants down along her thighs. Melissa lifted up, unknowingly, allowing her pants to slip off under her ass. Santa continued to pull her pants off until they slipped over her feet. He tossed it down onto the floor and gazed at her panties. He could see her aroused lips pressing against the fabric, and the small dark spot where her pussy had begun getting wet.

He made Melissa jump again as he nestled a finger between her lips, pressing her panties into her. He sighed and grinned, his cock pulsed painfully, and Melissa could have sworn that she saw it expand even more.

Santa moved his hand up to the waist of her panties, he was eager to see the present that she had offered to him.

She again unwillingly lifted her ass to allow him to pull off her panties. He went slowly, pulling the panties down, gradually exposing more of the soft, untouched flesh of her crotch.

Santa groaned and licked his lips again as her pussy finally came into view. Her panties finally pulled free, fully exposing her smooth, tightly clenched lips. He could feel his heart pounding with arousal. Her small, bald little pussy was beautiful, and he knew that the tight, virginal walls would be the greatest thing that he had ever felt.

He pulled her panties completely off, and gazed longingly at her small, preteen body. He felt her soft hand still lightly stroking his cock.

"That is such a wonderful present, Melissa. Do you like yours?" Santa asked her.

Melissa nodded. The knot in her stomach had become almost painful and she had trouble keeping her breath.

"Now, my dear, what are we going to do with our presents? I know you didn't want this huge cock just to look at," Santa smiled at her broadly.

Under the influence of Santa, Melissa shrugged.

"Don't you know what a cock is for, Melissa?" He asked.

Melissa softly shook her head, "No..." she said softly.

"A cock goes inside you, my dear," Santa informed her.

"Inside... me?" Melissa asked.

Santa smiled at her, loving the influence he had over her. The small girl was completely at his mercy.

"Yes, Melissa," Santa moved his hand to press against her bald pussy. Melissa jumped and struggled for breath as she felt his large hand finally against her exposed flesh. "A cock goes inside you. It slides in through your pussy," Santa moved his hand up along her crotch and up along her belly, "and then up inside you."

Melissa sighed and looked up at Santa, and then back down at his cock. "B... but," Melissa stuttered, her voice was soft and quiet, "but my... my pussy is... is little."

"Yes, my dear," Santa smiled ever bigger at the girls innocence, "it's a tiny, little girl pussy." Santa again moved his fingers along the lips of her pussy.

Melissa squeezed the hard flesh of Santa's cock. "It's huge..." Melissa swallowed hard, "... it won't go into my pussy."

Santa smiled, "It will, Melissa. It will go into your pussy, and go way up into your little body." Santa was grinning madly. He loved the way he influenced her, and loved her innocence and her hesitation.

"But... but how?" Melissa asked the jolly, Christmas icon. Melissa stared at the huge cock more intently, still trying to judge just how big it was.

"Well, Melissa," Santa informed her, "if we get the cock very slick, and we push really hard, your pussy will stretch."

Melissa looked at her hand, and examined how her fingers could only grasp half of his cock's immense girth. She saw that even if she had four hands to grasp it with, she could not cover it's entire length.

"Yes, Melissa, I know," Santa continued, as he saw her examining his cock. "It's very big, my dear, and you are quite small, but if we try really, really hard it will open up your pussy."

"But... that much?" Melissa asked. She shook slightly.

"Yes. Pussies can stretch quite a bit. It may be hard, and it may take some time, but it will open enough to let my cock inside you," Santa told her.

Melissa said nothing, just remained staring at the enormous cock that could barely fit in her hand.

"H... how," Melissa stammered nervously, "How much of it goes inside me?"

Santa chuckled. "My dear, all of it," he told her.

"All of it?!" Melissa's eyes opened wide and her mouth gaped even more.

Santa laughed heartedly. "Yes, my little Melissa, all of it goes inside you. It pushes up through your pussy, and up into your little belly." Melissa's eyes wandered along her body, and wondered how it was possible. "Don't worry, my dear," Santa giggled, "I am Santa, remember. It may not seem possible, but I will find a way. You'll feel it really deep inside you, and all of this cock will be inside you, where it belongs. Ok, Melissa?"

Melissa remained silent, but her eyes looked at him nervously.

"Now, Melissa, let's get it very slick," Santa said and reached for his bag. From it he removed as small bottle and flipped open the top. He turned the bottle upside down and a thick, clear fluid poured out of it onto his cock. It slid down his shaft and settled around her hand. "Now move your hand and spread it around."

Melissa again moved her hand up and down his cock, spreading the thick fluid all over it until the entire head and shaft glistened in the light of the Christmas tree. The slick fluid made his cock feel even hotter.

"Feel how slick it is, Melissa?" Santa asked.

Melissa Nodded.

"Now Melissa," Santa pulled her up, sitting her up in his lap, pulling her body against his. He pulled her close and pushed off the shirt that was still hanging from her shoulders. At last he saw her completely naked. He looked her over.

Melissa could feel the long, thick shaft of his dick pressed against her. Santa pulled her legs open, so she could more evenly sit upon his lap facing her. When Santa pulled her ass toward him, she could feel his cock's shaft press against her crotch. It was pressed fully against her, and she could feel it all along her crotch and it went all the way up along her belly. It was throbbing and hot.

Santa's hands rubbed her tiny breasts as he looked her over.

Santa moaned, "So small," he said. Her body felt so small pressed against him. He pulled her body so his cock rubbed against her.

"Now Melissa, be a good girl," he said. He lifted her off of him and set her down on the couch. He adjusted himself above her. Melissa looked up at him and his huge cock that swung over her. "Are you going to be a good girl, Melissa, and let me enjoy my present?"

Melissa nodded her head.

Santa took hold of his cock and stroked it. "Are you going to accept your present, Melissa?" he asked her.

Melissa again nodded, looking up at him nervously.

"Good. It's very eager," Santa pushed her legs apart. One leg fell limply off of the couch, and the other rested up against the back. Her pussy was completely open to him. His cock flared in anticipation. "You are being such a good girl, Melissa," Santa smiled and reached down and lifted her ass a little. He held her around her thin hips, "And good little girls get presents."

He lined up his cock with her tiny, unprotected pussy. The little preteen took at deep breath when she felt the huge cock head brush against her pussy. Santa moved his hips and nestled her pussy lips open.

Melissa felt her pussy lips get pushed open. She gasped, all she could feel was the tip of it's head and it seemed to her that that was all that could fit. She looked down at the cock that was that aimed at her pussy. The size of it looked terrifying now that it was compared to the tiny crotch it was pressed against. The knot in her stomach twisted, and she shook.

Santa could barely feel the tiny opening of her vagina against his cock, and he could not wait to feel it stretching around him. He held her hips and pressed his cock forward. His cock head flared as her tiny opening refused to open for him.

Melissa grit her teeth as she felt the pressure against her pussy increase. "Rrgh..." Melissa groaned, winching slightly.

Santa felt her stubborn hole refusing to open, and pulled her hips up into him. He pressed down harder, moving his hips slightly to try to penetrate the small girl.

"Erg... Ahhh," Melissa winced more as the pressure increased. She felt her lips open up more and the hole between them starting to strain and stretch.

Santa felt her vagina starting to open and he pressed harder, giving a quick shove at her.

"Ah... ugh!" Melissa gave a sharp yelp. Her pussy tensed, forcing back against Santa's enormous cock.

"Relax, my dear," Santa said to her softly.

Melissa took a deep breath, and Santa again pressed hard into her. "Uhh... errr... ow!" she winced and whined softly. She felt her pussy strain and it started to hurt her. She bit down on her lip.

Santa pushed her up against the arm of the couch, so he could apply more pressure.

"Errrrghh!" Melisa bit down harder onto her lip.

"Feel free to scream, Melissa..." he said, "we are lost in time and no one will hear you. No one will wake."

Melissa's mouth suddenly flew open, "Ah... ergggh!" She groaned as Santa pressed down into her, shifting forward to put some of his weight into his cock. He did not let up, bracing his cock with his hand. "Ah... ah... AHhh... uhhhhghh!" She yelled, pulling at her legs, trying to open them more to relieve the terrible pressure she felt in her pussy. Her body was almost numb, but the building pressure, the growing strain of her stretched tissue, shot an ache through her groin like a terrible cramp.

"Arrrrhhhh!" She screamed, biting her lip. She wanted to look away, to close her eyes, but she could not, she was at the mercy of the jolly man above her. He leaned more into her, Melissa's virginal opening strained to it's limit with the thick base of his cock head still awaiting entry into her small tunnel.

Melissa's eyes were glued to the area of their union. Her breath coming in short, deep gasps as the pressure and cramping continued to grow.

Santa gave a heave into her pussy, pressing yet more of his weight against her stubborn opening, rolling his cock head against it.

"Aggghhhh! OW!" yelped Melissa as a sudden, quick pain made her body shiver.

"Is it too big, my dear?" Asked Santa as he refused to cutback on his relentless pursuit of his present.

"Y... yes! Yes!" She managed to yell through her sporadic breaths.

"Is your pussy too small, and too tight?" asked Santa.

"Yes! Yes... it... AHHHHHHHH! GAHH!" Her answer was cut out by a loud screech as Santa gave a hard shove forward and the tip of his cock broke through the barrier of her hymen and allowed his entire cock head to press into her young chute.

Melissa's cry faded out to silence as a sudden rush of heat pulsed through her. It burned her pussy and she grit her teeth together. She could feel her beating heart in the stretched tissue of her pussy, as it was pulled far beyond the limits of a girl her age. Santa, too, could feel her pulse in the vice-grip of her strained cunt.

Melissa swallowed hard as Santa's enormous cock head settled inside her, and she was left with an impossible pressure and cramping between her legs. Her eyes remained glued to the cock that still shined with the slick fluid he had put onto it.

Santa did not look up at her, but merely maintained the force he was using to violate her tiny opening. Melissa heard him groan and she saw the shaft of his cock creep forward. She felt the stretched, cramped feeling move up her pussy and into her lower crotch.

He looked up at her suddenly, taking hold of her thin hips. The look in his eyes changed to a ravenous glow and he pulled her hips to him as he humped his weight into her steadily.

"Ugh... eeeeerrrrrrggghhhh!!!!" She cried out as she felt the cramp rise up her crotch and move closer and closer into her belly.

He plowed forward into her, forcing her back into the cushions of the couch.

"AHUHH!" She yelled, the monster shaft plowing into her.

Santa looked at her and grinned. "I told you it would go in, Melissa," he told her as he still pressed down into her.

Melissa panted, trying to compose herself and regain her breath. She looked down her body, and saw all the cock that was still between her and Santa. Her face contorted from the discomfort she felt.

"Pl... please," Melissa tried to speak through her dry mouth, "... you... you can't put that in me," Melissa said looking at the long piece of his shaft that remained outside of her.

Santa chuckled. "We can," he told her. "Put your hands on the arm rest and push against me," He commanded her.

Melissa did exactly what she was told, she had no ability not to. She pressed her hands against the arm rest of the couch.

"Now push," Santa told her.

He leaned his weight into her, and Melissa pushed against the arm of the couch.

"Err... AHH... Uhhhhhhhhhh!" Melissa groaned. The pressure inside her was so intense, the discomfort outweighed the small jolts of pain that would come up from her insides. Santa's cock sank agonizingly slow into her, the bloated head opening up the tight walls of the deepest parts of her vagina. Melissa pushed hard against him, but it took more than a minute for a mere inch to sink further into her. She let up, again out of breath.

"Keep pushing, Melissa," Santa told her.

She took a deep breath and again pushed hard against him.

"Errrgghhh... Uh... uh..." Again Melissa moaned and squirmed as she tried to help Santa do what she felt was impossible. She felt her insides open even more, and the cock continued it's slow penetration. She felt the huge head up in her lower belly, and as it sank slightly deeper the pressure she felt escalated suddenly and hurt her. "UH! Ow... Err... Ow... Stop..." She pleaded with Santa, pulling her hands from the arms of the couch. "Ergh... ow... stop," Melissa panted. She tried to pull away from him but he held her tightly, "... ow... uh... stop, it's too much... it's pressing against something..." Melissa could feel the head of Santa's cock pushing against something inside her painfully.

"That's alright, my dear," Santa told her. He removed one of his hands from her hip and placed it on her belly, "you just need to open up more." Santa grinned at her.

Melissa felt Santa rubbing her lower belly gently. It started to tingle, and she felt her insides almost going numb. The pressure inside her lessened slightly, but she could still feel his cock pressed against something. She felt the pain decrease, but it was still there.

"OK, my dear, now push really hard this time..." Santa moved his hand back to her hip and gripped her hard.

Melissa braced herself again, and the moment she felt Santa pushing against her, she pushed back as hard as she could.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Melissa yelled. Her eyes shut tightly, but she kept pushing. She felt the cock in her belly stretching something deep inside her. The pressure and discomfort was intense, and again a pain rose up through her. "Errrrr... UHHH!" She jumped and squirmed as she suddenly felt the cock's enormous head pry through her and force it's way up into her. She could feel it up in her belly.

"Keep pushing Melissa, keep pushing," Santa told her, "Just a little more."

When Santa's cock head had moved up into her belly, the shaft seemed to sink more easily. The last part of her young vagina had stretched open beyond all logic.

Melissa felt the huge cock suddenly move up into her much faster until it reached well up into her belly. She felt bloated, and the cock reached so deeply into her that she swore that it knocked the breath out of her.

"There, Melissa, do you feel it deep in your belly," Santa asked her as the final inch of his cock pressed up against her insides. He looked down at her. It had been so long since he had come across a girl, and even longer since he had the opportunity to violate one. Her pussy felt like a fleshy vice. It's tight grip pushing out streams of precum into her. He looked down at her. He could feel the tip of his cock pressing into the tissue at the very back of her underdeveloped womb. Her belly was swollen by the immense intruder.

Santa chuckled. It was good being a magical being after all. He could use the small girl, violate her completely, and fuck her, and he could make it leave no permanent injury, leave no evidence at all.

Melissa squirmed beneath him. She felt as if his cock was pushing against her stomach. She looked down and let out a gasp from the shock. The hairy base of his cock rested just beneath her pussy, his shaft disappearing up into her. Her eyes traced up from it's base. The shaft was so thick that it pulled apart her lips to the point of being invisible, and the skin along the sides of her labia were wrinkled from having been displaced by the massive girth.

Her eyes continued upward, scanning along her bloated belly. He was not telling a lie, his cock had gone straight up inside her belly. She was in a near panic at the unnatural sight of her belly bulging out to make room for his monstrous cock.

"Oh, Melissa," Santa suddenly said, "This is the greatest present ever, Thank you." He leaned down closer to her, "but now the real fun begins, me dear." He smiled.

Melissa looked up into his impassioned eyes. They were glowing with lust.

"Now I get to fuck you, Melissa," he smirked. "Keep holding on to that armrest tightly, my girl, because I am going to be rough."

Melissa gripped the armrest more tightly just as she felt Santa try to pull his cock back a bit.

Santa groaned. Her pussy gripped his cock so tightly that it was nearly impossible to draw it back. He managed only a fraction of an inch, but it was enough for him to hunch forward violently.

"AH!" Melissa yelped as she felt his cock again slam against her insides.

Santa gripped her hips and roughly humped into her tiny body repeatedly, each thrust forcing a yelp from the young girl.

Her head rolled back limply as he increased his pace, and he became more enraged with desire. The skin of his cock felt hot and swollen from the friction it made with her restricting walls. Each time Santa tried to draw his cock further back, but it felt that her pussy would tear the flesh off of his shaft.

Santa's large hands moved around to cup her small ass. He lifted it off of the couch to provide himself with a better angle to fiercely punish her young pussy.

"Look at me, Melissa," he said, using his power over her to make her lift her head. She did as she was commanded and looked up at him. "This is what you wanted that huge cock for, isn't it Melissa?!" He smirked at her. He watched her face as she winced and gasped with every powerful motion.

Melissa did not know what was happening to her, but all the pressure, all the heat and even the flicker of pain that came with each of his brutal thrusts became inviting, and she welcomed every thunderous push he made into her body.

She gazed between them and panted as she watched her pussy lips be pulled back with his cock and repeatedly forced back. She watched almost hypnotized as the bulge in her belly deflated and expanded rhythmically with Santa's fucking.

Santa noticed her gaze wander and smiled.

"You love it don't you, my girl?" he said, "You love my huge cock stretching your little-girl pussy!"

Santa was very content with himself at that moment. The girl's strained pussy was heaven for him. He gripped her ass and pulled her into each thrust, relishing in the sound of her high-pitched squeals.

"You're going to cum on my cock, Melissa," he told her as he again quickened his pace.

"Uh-Uh... AH!" Melissa cried out as Santa fucked her still harder than she could have imagined. Her pussy was so hot and raw she could have sworn it was melting. She felt a huge burst of pleasure flow up from her pussy and wash through her body.

"Ah... ah... AhhhhHHHHH!" Melissa yelled and arched her back from the intense rush of pleasure. She had never felt anything so wonderful or so frightening. The muscles in her belly spasmed and rippled. Her pussy flooded with her juices.

Santa felt her pussy watering over his cock. Her spasming muscles loosened slightly, allowing him to lengthen his thrusts and pound into her even harder.

"Yes, Melissa... cum on my cock," he said to her as she screamed in a dazed pleasure. He groaned as he felt her tight pussy spasming around his cock. He watched her face contort through her orgasm, and loved the feel of her pussy growing hotter. His cock repeatedly sliding along the vice of her undersized vagina, and his cock head gripped by the confines of her preteen womb. He was in heaven and it drove him wild. His magic keeping her at a constant peek.

Melissa was squealing and writhing beneath him as she felt his cock pounding against the inside of her belly. Santa gripped tightly onto the armrest of the couch, and pulled his weight violently into each heaving thrust. Melissa felt her body compressed against the couch on his every thrust. She felt his cock head slamming into the stretched confines of her body repeatedly, his thick shaft pulling at the sore, strained tissue of her young pussy. But where there should have been a terrible pain, she felt only pleasure. Each sharp jab into her insides sent a rocket of joy through her, a shutter from a small orgasm that sent little shocks across her skin like flickering Christmas lights. It washed through her brain until she could not think, until she could not breath. The only ideas in her head were focused on the fire welling up from her pussy, from Santa's engorged, giant cock.

She was not herself anymore, she was not in her home. She was covered and consumed by the large red jacket of her relentless lover, which tickled her skin with it's small, soft furs. Her ears heard nothing but grunts and groans over the jingle of the small bell atop Santa's hat. She wanted none of it to end.

She cried out when she felt his mighty cock swell inside her, sending more flames throughout her body. She felt her pussy strain even more as his cock felt as if it had permanently made a home inside her body.

Santa gasped more loudly and with greater frequency. He felt his cock expand, his balls tighten and a flood of heat start shooting up from his loins.

"Ohhh... AAHHHHHH!" Melissa wailed as she felt her belly burst into flames.

Santa's cock expanded and contracted violently, as a jet of hot cum shot against the very back of Melissa's womb. She felt her belly expand even more as Santa's cum filled her womb completely.

He continued wilding thrusting into the small girl and he felt his balls emptying into her womb. It filled her completely, flooding down into her pussy where it mixed with her juices. When he thrust into her, cum was forced from her filled pussy and flowed down along her ass, and mangled in the nest of his pubic hair. Just as she thought that there was no more cum there came another thrust and another jet of semen, and more leaked from her pussy down along her ass and soaked the couch's cushion beneath her.

The cum flooded from Santa's cock like water from a facet, until is slowly dribbled to it's end. Santa laid still above the girl, his cock pressed fully into her body as the last of his cum dribbled from it.

He tried to regain himself as he felt his cum flowing from her pussy around his cock. It remained rigid and hard as he began to withdraw.

Melissa laid there panting from exhaustion, her eyes closed. She gave a sudden yelp as she felt Santa's cock pull back and jumped as she felt it's head pulled free from her womb. She felt empty and her insides felt cold.

Santa felt more and more of the cool air on his cock as he slowly withdrew it from her pussy. His cock was still painfully hard, his cock head terribly sensitive. He paused.

He looked down at the girl, at her small breasts rising and falling with her heavy breaths. He looked at her pussy still stretched unbelievably around his cock. He knew then that he was not done with her.

"Ah... oh... GAAAHHD!" Melissa suddenly screamed as she felt his cock slam into her again, driving past the entrance to her womb and again hitting the very bottom of her depths.

Santa groaned in pleasure. His cock head was so sensitive that it sent shivers through him when it hit against the warm tissue at the back of her womb which was sloppy from his cum. He pulled back, and again Melissa gasped as she felt his cock head pop back through the neck of her womb. To Santa, the cum soaked walls of her pussy felt even better than before. He teased the opening of her womb with his cock, before sliding slowly through it and back into the confines of her belly. He pressed his crotch firmly against hers, mashing the tip of his cock against her depths.

He pulled back again, making Melissa wince as his cock slipped out of her womb again.

"UH! Ah!" Melissa gasped as Santa roughly forced his cock through the opening of her womb again.

Santa continued slowly rocking his cock in and out of Melissa's cervix, forcing small yelps from the girl.

His large hands gripped at her ass, pulling her cheeks apart as he pulled her against his cock. One of his thick fingers teased the puckered opening of her rectum. He lifted her ass off of the couch, and drove his cock fully into her. As he lifted her from the couch, her body arched backwards. The bottom of her ribcage poked up, and the flesh of her belly stretched, making the bulge from his cock more pronounced.

He pulled her back from his cock and slammed brutally back into her.

"ER... Ugh!" Melissa yelled. She felt Santa pull back again. His strokes where much longer than before. It felt as if his cock was pulling at her insides and then slamming them back in. She felt his large hands digging into the flesh of her ass.

Melissa felt even less aware of herself than before. The haze that covered her before had now fully consumed her. She cried out, and her eyes watered as Santa fucked far more violently than she could have imagined. Her gut was filled with a terrifying mixture of pleasure and pain, and it was all that she could think about. She felt that this was truly what she had wanted all along.

She bit at her lip, "Uh... uh... ow... uh!" Melissa whined. Her pussy was burning. It was sore and swollen, begging for it's punishment to stop, but in Melissa's mind she did not want that, she wanted it to continue. "Yes... ow... more..." Melissa was shocked to hear herself begging for Santa's massive cock.

"Yes, Melissa," Santa said, "tell me to fuck you. Tell me what you want."

Melissa heard the words in her head and they spilled from her mouth again shocking her. "Yes... Oh... Ouch... Uh... F... fu... fuck me," Melissa cried out. "Fuck me... ow!" With every thrust Santa's cock pounded back and forth through her cervix and into her womb. "Fuck my tight pussy!" She was panicking from the sound of her own words. "Uh... ow... oh... gaahd... stretch my little pussy!"

Regardless to why she was saying it, Melissa's words where music to Santa's ears. Especially over the morbid and musical sound of his cock slamming through her cunt.

"I know that's what you wanted, my dear," Santa said, "to break your girl pussy."

"Ye... Yes!" Melissa screamed. Her fists gripped at Santa's furry red coat. Her eyes were shut tight, and her teeth tightly clenched. She gave herself completely to his brutality. "Uh... ow... ow... ugh... break my tiny pussy!"

Melissa was panting, and sobbing.

Santa's hands pulled at the tight skin of her ass. His thick finger pushed against the puckered opening of her virgin ass.

He pulled his cock back through the length of her vagina fully until his cock popped free from her pussy with a loud slurping sound.

"Come here, Melissa," Santa said and pulled her from the couch. She was completely limp and at his mercy. He stood and lifted her small frame up with him, and carried her around the large couch. He stood at the back of the couch and set her down. "Now turn around, Melissa." he said and pulled her over.

He set Melissa over the back of the couch. She hung limply over it, her feet did not reach the ground, her body hung out over the couch.

Melissa sighed again as she felt Santa's hands grip her hips and press it down into the back of the couch. He lined his cock up with her pussy and pressed the head in. He eased it in a few inches then back out, slipping out of her completely.

"My dear, Melissa," Santa said, and slipped his cock head into her pussy, "Let's really break that pussy." As he said that he slammed his cock forward.

"UH! OWWW!" Melissa yelled out. Her face contorted, her teeth dug into her lip. His cock drove through her pussy, plowed passed her cervix and embedded itself into her womb with one thrust. His cock seemed to drive even deeper in this position, putting even greater pressure on her insides. Her mouth went dry.

She sighed as Santa pulled his cock back again until just the head was inside her. "Errr... OWWW!" Melissa again screamed as Santa slammed back into her. Not even what she had endured before prepared her for this. It felt as if she was hit in the gut. But still as he pulled out, she fond herself longing for that thunderous meat to slam back into her. "OW!... God!" She yelled as it slammed into her again.

In and out, he pounded her more steadily with the full length of his cock. She cried out with each. The back of the couch creaked under the weight of his thrusts.

He held her hips firmly, as she teetered over the back of the couch. He was really fucking her, and the preteen was powerless, even consumed by the moment. He moved faster, feeling his cock expand from the friction.

Melissa had gone limp along the back of the couch. "Uh... uh... uh," she groaned with every thrust. She felt a heat rushing up from her pussy that consumed her body. "Errr... uh... AGGGHHH!" She cried out as rush of shivers shot through her like an explosion. Her entire body shivered and spasmed.

Santa felt her pussy spasm and it drove him over the edge. "Yes, cum for me, Melissa!" He drove into her brutally, his cock expanding to the point of hurting. He jammed his cock tightly against the limits of her depths as he felt his balls tighten. Heat rose up and traveled through his cock until a torrent of cum shot from his cock against the tissue of her womb.

"AHHH!" Melissa yelled as she felt the cum erupt inside her. It shot from his cock in a constant stream like a hose, filling her completely and expanding her belly even more.

With a rush of feelings Melissa felt the cum flooding from her pussy and splashing upon the floor. The constant shiver of pleasure proved too much for her and she felt her head become light. Her head tingled, and she closed her eyes, letting herself go completely to what she was feeling until everything was black and and quiet.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Melissa jumped up in her bed when she heard the familiar sound of her alarm clock. She looked around her room. She was cold and damp as she was covered in sweat. She caught her breath from the sudden rush of anxiety.

"My god," she whispered. "It was a dream."

She kicked off her blankets and suddenly realized that her panties were soaked. They were transparent from the amount of moisture.

"Oh, no..." Melissa grabbed the waistband of her panties and slowly lowered them. A string of thick, white goo trailed between her pussy and her panties as she pulled them down. Her pussy lips looked red and swollen and seemed as if they should be aching.

"No... no, it's not real," she said.

She looked over at her clock, and there on her nightstand stood and large phallus. It was an enormous tan dildo standing straight up proudly. There was ribboned tied around it, and a note.

Melissa hesitantly reached for the note and read it.

"Dear Melissa, here's something to remember me by. Ho Ho Ho! -Santa"