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There I was, tied to a kitchen chair on Christmas Eve, while Father Murphy chanted Latin over a spray bottle of sacred water. My aunt snapped her fingers near my face, trying to “jolt the demon out,” while my mother sobbed in the hallway.
It all started when I’d panicked and screamed, “I see the Ghost of Christmas Past!” at dinner after seeing my ex-boyfriend’s photo in a social media ad. Now, my Grandma insisted I was possessed by one of Scrooge’s Christmas ghosts.
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The workshop hummed with the usual frantic energy of Christmas, but while the other elves were busy with dolls and train sets, my station was dedicated to adult toys for Santa’s naughtiest whores. I’m one of the few elves entrusted with quality control and am, as they affectionately call it, the resident “fluffer” for our naughtier creations.
Today, my task involved a new recruit. Aaron, fresh from elf academy, was beaming, proudly presenting his latest invention: a handcrafted, ethically sourced, antler-inspired cock ring. He’d spent weeks meticulously carving and polishing it. “So,” he started, “the structural integrity is paramount, as is the comfort factor. I’ve deemed it ready for preliminary testing.” He gestured to the ring, then to me, with a hopeful glint in his eye.
Is She a Good Girl or Naughty Elf?
Like a lot of girls, my first job was at the local mall. It was Thanksgiving break and I was at Victoria’s Secret when I overheard the sales girls talking about the mall hiring for the Xmas season. I’m very pretty, the sort of pretty men and women turn their heads to look at, so I assumed I’d be an extra cashier at VS, where everyone would get to enjoy my beautiful face and firm curves…
Yup, I got a job where EVERYONE would see me…standing next to Santa as an elf! I was not thrilled but it was all they had – the costume was cute enough, a little too short and definitely too tight in some places – the striped stockings wrapped around my legs and fit snugly on my thighs.