Santa Submits

"You'd make a fine Santa! And the Seniors requested you specifically Mr. Cook. You're the squad's favorite!"

That's all it took for you to agree to play Santa at the school's big holiday fundraiser, and four hours in you've had to listen to dozens upon dozens of gift requests and take hundreds of pictures. The only thing that has made everything somewhat bearable is that the "squad" that had pulled you into giving up a Saturday evening were happy to give you high-fives and fist bumps as they posed for pictures and ran about the event guiding people through the lines and activities in their Santa's helpers outfits, which were basically their normal cheer and dance uniforms with elbow length satin gloves and mid-calf striped socks, with a Santa hat to complete the look.

Meanwhile, four hours in a cheap Santa suit with a padded up stomach had you feeling pretty claustrophobic and low on energy; and by the end of the night you weren't mentally nor physically prepared to be confronted by the Senior cheerleaders...

"Where are you going Mr. Cook? Did you think that you could just slink away without hearing what we want for Christmas, or letting us get pictures? Like, we did all the work tonight, and you just sat in that big chair taking up space."

It was Ava who lead the way into the room and marched up to your setup: a cushy red chair flanked with Christmas trees and a whole bunch of cotton fluff to mimic a snowy landscape. She put her hand on your cushioned belly and guided you back into the chair, immediately causing a deep blush to darken your face, truly giving you Santa's rosy cheeks under your beard. Abbi, Allie, Sam, Hannah formed a line behind Ava, while Lilly and Kylie setup to take pictures as each girl prepared to sit in your lap.