..an outfit for Santa's Naughty Helper

You pull the tissue back from the wide, deep box to reveal some material with the softest, plushest, deep scarlet velvet, bordered by a very fluffy, but yet feathery, white fur. It almost looked like a Santa Claus suit until you pulled it out of the box.

No fat old man would ever wear this outfit, you hope. One small fur-trimmed piece looked to be a corset. It seemed to have some old-fashioned boning to keep things in place. The next velvety piece looked to be a skirt. It too seemed to have an underwire to hold the rounded pleats.The next piece looked to be a little furred cap. And the next..you held it up, turned it around. It looked to be a pair of the softest white fur bikini panties you had ever seen..or felt. You also noticed as you handled the sexy underwear, that there was a slit in the middle of the crotch, beneath all that cozy fur.

After you put all the plush wardrobe aside, you pull out a pair of candy cane striped stockings, complete with garters, and the shiniest pair of high black boots you had seen.

You remove your boring old sundress. As you first slip into the furry little undies, enjoying the exquisite feel of the tickling strands against your delicate areas, the shop clerk tells you,"this naughty little outfit is yours. It is possessed with the spirit of the season.."

You sit, pulling into the saucy stockings, your sexy stems looking like candy canes as the stripes swirl around your well-honed limbs. You add the skirt. It rides low, with a wide black belt of vinyl slung atop it. It is very short of course. As you look in the full-length mirror, you see the underwire keeps the soft ruffles permanently in mid-air, your panties on near constant display. You attach the stockings to the garters built into the inside of the skirt as the woman continues..

.."as blatantly slutty and audacious as your outfit is, those that would normally trouble and torment you, will just smile pleasantly and compliment you. The innocent will just see you as a pretty Santa's helper.And.."

She gets up to help you into the corset. Behind you she closes the hooks. You see and feel your abdomen shrink in its grasp, your nice-sized titties ballooning over the top, your nipples barely hidden by the line of fur across the top.

As you add the cute little cap and sit to pull on those fabulous thigh-high boots, she finishes.

.."And all those who would normally lust after you would be free to do so. Once in contact with your Christmas giving, they would be looked upon the same way. But remember, the outfit must stay on, or the magic disappears!"

"Thank you!" you sigh, awestruck at your reflection. You head for the exit.