A Christmas Miracle

Santa worked his magic, his eyes glowing a deep and vibrant pink. His interests in toys and children faded, now hyper focused on sex. He needed to make the whole world give in and join his naughty list. He needed them all to fuck!

His first spell was on the mistletoe. All around the world the simple decoration became enchanted with his magic, ready to help push others in the right location.

The next was altering Christmas cookies. They would become addicting and magical transformative tools.

Egg nog, Christmas tree, Carolling. He weaved spell after spell. Christmas was going to be the season for getting fucked up, and getting fucked!

When he was complete he heard the humming of Mrs. Klaus and grinned, grabbing some cookies.