A Christmas Demon

Slowly the days had gotten shorter and shorter. Everywhere in the store windows, people were reminded of the slowly approaching Christmas. Sal didn't needed to be reminded. And especially he not needed to see the Old Man's face everywhere. The humans loved the Old Man, wasn't he bringing presents to the good ones. In some way, Sal was similar to the Old Man. But he was taking care of the bad and evil. And as it was fitting for an arch demon, he wasn't hesitating much to push the one or other towards corruption.

Now, in the weeks before Christmas, was the best time to turn some good boys and girls into bad ones and annoy the Old Man a little bit. Although Sal knew that his list was long and one or two were not a big deal for him.

He slowly walked across a street as suddenly someone honked. He stopped and turned, looking slightly annoyed at the man inside the car. Next to him a blonde woman sat, maybe his girlfriend or wife. Sal turned and slowly walked towards the car, while looking angry at the man and woman, both their eyes wide open. Then he made a gesture and the woman got out of the car, walking towards him. Sal grabbed her ass, pulling her close and kissing her. The woman mumbled something as his long tongue pushed into her mouth. He could feel her body tense and something push stronger against his chest. When he let her go, she had changed. Her blonde hair now straight, the tone changed from golden-blonde to platinium blonde. Her tits were full and clearly fake, while her dress had shrunk together, becoming tightly around her body.

She gave Sal a wink and walked away. Her shoes, who had turned into heels, clicking on the ground, as she headed for the city's red light district, where they would have a new whore soon.

Sal gave the man, who was sitting in his car without a single movement, another look and continued his walk. That would be a lesson for him, he thought and looked around, looking for some target.