Twas the night before Christmas, ( my take n an old story )
- gaymen2
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Twas the night before Christmas.
And all through the house, nothing was stirring, not even a mouse.
Well actually, there was something stirring, it was me in bed sleeping soundly when - all of a sidden, there was this reat THUD on the ceiling, loud and sounded as if someone or something was dragging something really heavy accross the roof.
Suddenly there was this great flash of white light in my bedroom and I could see nothing at all and when the light dimmed, I found myself small, very small, actually only the size of a mouse, on the floor beside my bed which loomed over me like the hulk of a ship coming out of the fog at you.
'WTF ? ' I shouted out but my voice was really small and carried no real strength or volume.
As fast as my tiny legs would carry me, I ran into the lounge and there, sitting in front of the fire, was this huge - and I mean in proportion to my now deminished size - HUGE - man sat in the chair all dressed in red and with a great white beard.
I almost laughed as the absurdity did not leave me.
He looked over at me and said ' Hello Little One, Come closer and get warm with me.'
I moved closer in the half light of the fire and came up to his boots and climbed upon them, climbing up further until I met flesh, his legs as I crawled up and under his big red trousers and climbed up on his really hair legs up until I reached his thighs. It was so warm and cosy, hairy and soft at the same time. I climbed further until I reached - you guessed it - his HUGE BALLS and as for the moster dick that lay there, it seemed 3 or 4 times the size I found myself to now be.
I rummaged around in his pubes and warm balls and tasted a little pre cum out of the dick head and this monster dick and balls just lay there, allowing me to snuggle up and be caressed by this mighty mans hairy warm crutch.
I fell asleep there and when i awoke I was aware that I was being watched, and opened my eyes to see the man looking down at me, all curled up cosy in his crutch. He prodded me with a finger and said ' Hello my little friend. You found somewhere warm and cosy to sleep then huh, in my warm and hairy crutch ?
I replied as loudly as I could so he would hear me - ' Who are you a how come I am so small, why, I'm as small as a mouse.'
With a big beaming smile and plenty of deep rumbling HO HO HO'S - he said ' Why I am Santa of course, there's a hint in how I am dressed in red and green and have this great big white beard - maybe if I say Ho Ho Ho some more you will see who I am.'
'But how come I am so small.' I asked
'Wasn't it your Christmas wish to be able to snuggle up in a hairy mans crutch and just fall asleep down there - with a mighty pair of humungous balls and a huge uncut dick to cuddle up to - was that not your fantasy, your Christmas Dream ?'
I had to admit that it was, but I still didn't get why I was so small and how come this whole fantasy was - and seemed - real.
'Oh it is very real'- Santa answered - ' and I am here to fulfil your Christmas fantasy, you see, you've been a good boy this year and all good boys get a reward, yours is to be able to snuggle up in a hairy crutch and just enjoy the warmth, smell, taste and the feel of a mans crutch with you curled up ' down there' all safe and sexy .' The next house I go to after here is to a 5 year old who wants to ride a unicorn;- so here its sexual, there it isn't. Everyone gets one wish fulfilled this evening.' Now :- I'm going to take a nap now, as I have a busy evening ahead and while I can turn back time to get it all in in one evening, I do need a nap occasionally so enjoy yourself while I nap.'
and instantly it was ZZZZZZZZZZZ snoring.
I hugged and squeezed, licked and adored where I was and throroughly enjoyed feeling like a cat under the bed sheets laying next to her human all cosy and warm and so intimate.
I fell asleep. and when I awoke I was back in my own bed, full size and it was as if the whole thing had been one big incredible dream, except, there was snow on the carpet and boot marks in snow and - someone or something had been here, and I shall never know if it was real or all just a dream.
CF
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The lone figure tried at the next house and still nothing.
Desperate now as the snow and the ice cold wind bit into the already cold and shivering body, head down against the freezing gale, staggering to the last house – gently approaching the door – and before knocking at the door, it opened right in front of them and a voice was heard –
‘Oh my God – there’s a half frozen tiny baby deer out here half dead.’
Warm arms wrapped themselves around the half frozen body and the semi conscious baby deer was gathered up into strong arms and carried into the house, and as soon as the door shut behind them, the warmth of the interior encompassed the tiny deer as the strong arms laid it down in front of a big roaring fire and wrapped the freezing creature in blankets and towels to warm the freezing tiny thing..
The baby deer laid there – all cuddled up reclaiming her body warmth and just staring at the kind man who had taken her into his world for safety and care.
Eyes met eyes. Thoughts and emotions shared. As the baby deer lifted its head towards the man just a foot away, and let out a gently bray of thanks. The man in return stroked the head of the baby deer and this soft gentle touch was enough to let the scared creature feel more secure and out of danger.
Searching into the night through the windows, the man searched for the babes Mother, but there was nothing out there but blizzard snow howling through the night and going back to the fawn as she lay there still trembling as she warmed, and the man tentatively laid a bowl of milk and some old dog nibbles – it was all he had – and the fawn ignored these and laid its head down and fell asleep.
The man, as quiet as he could, made sure the fire was okay, the fawn was asleep and he laid himself on the couch right close to the fawn and in the light of the fire, and they both slept.
Hours later the man woke with a soft moist feeling on his nose, and without moving, opened his eyes to see the fawn up and standing and sniffing his nose – real nose against nose time, and as the man slowly awoke and moved an arm, the fawn did not jump back or move away but allowed the man to gently stroke its head and back, and she showed no sign of fear but gratitude.
The man looked around and saw that the fawn had eaten the dog kibble and milk and was a lot more cheery than the night before, and in the warmth of the room, had been reborn.
Raising slowly, the man tendered the fire, put the kettle on and all the while the fawn watched his every move and not once did she show any signs of being skittish or nervous, but accepting, as if she knew this man was there to help.
Knowing he had a wild creature in his home, he thought that later he would need to see if the fawn was going to leave and go find its Mother, but every time he opened the door to see if it wanted out, it would shy away and go back to the fire and look back at the man as if to say – ‘ No thanks, I’m fine right here .’
The man and the fawn created this bond of trust as the man fed her again and she greedily eat and drank and always while watching the man with those big beautiful eyes – all trusting and loving.
This continued for several days, the fawn would briefly go out and run and started playing and running back and forth towards the man and jumping up at him like a puppy dog and showed genuine affection and gratitude – and clearly, did not want to leave. After ‘ doing its business’ and running around for a half hour, it would come straight back inside and cuddle up in front of the fire yet again.
The weather remained cold and with deep deep snow – and as the man had plenty of supplies and food, the two of them jjst stayed in each oters company the whole time while the fawn showed obvious signs of recob=very and even started to out on weight.At the end of the second week, one night late, there came a knock at the door and when opened the man stood back in shock of what he was seeing.
There standing at the door was this huge fat man all dressed in red and green and with a long whitebeard and with a cheery smile said ‘ I’m so sorry to disturb you young man, but I believe you may have one of my lost fawns. She fell off the sledge and we lost her in the blizzard.’
Somewhat taken aback, the man was invited into the house and a hot drink offered.
Through lots of Ho Ho Ho’s and lots of cheery – almost musical – conversation – the stranger admitted to being Santa and as to how sorry he was for disturbing the man as – usually – no one ever sees Santa as he is invisible to adults and only visible to children, but as this was a special case, as the man had been so kind and loving towards Rudolph, as that was the young fawns name – and santa wanted to come and personally say thankyou.
The fawn, on seeing Santa, immediately went and cuddled as she had the night before and was clearly with his beloved, and Santa said
‘ I can create magic. I can stop time – as how else would I travel the whole world in one night – and I can create miracles. Is there anything I can do for you for the help and love you offered a poor cold animal in the middle of a blizzard.’
Before the man could answer, Santa continued.
’You gave Rudolph dog nibbles, but I see no dog. ‘
And the man replied - ‘She died last year after 15 years together and we were inseparable and I do miss her.’
Santa answered – ‘ For all your kindness and for all your love offered, I shall leave you now and take Rudolph with me, but I shall return soon with something foryou.’
And with that, Santa and the fawn, with a long loving hug and look backwards towards him, left, and jst seemed to vanish into the day – no sledge, no other reindeer, nothing, they just vanished.
The man, feeling lonely and sad, tended the fire, put the kettle on again and as he sat later that day by the fire with a big steaming mug of hot chocolate, there was a knock at the front door – and with hesitation, he opened to find a box outside.
Strange, as there was no one else anywhere to be seen, so who left this outside on such a freezing night.
Taking the box in, he laid it in front of the fire and opening the top saw a young puppy dog inside, that looked up at him and both knew immediately, that his old dear dog who had passed the year before, was right here with him right now, bt a puppy again, and full of love and games and walkies and cuddled in bed together and all the things he missed when she parted this world, and yet, how was this possible.
Then the man remembered Santa saying he could do anything and make miracles happen, and he realised, Santa had rewarded him for is kindness and given him back his beloved dog he so missed, as Santa had missed Rudolph, and cuddles abound as everyone was happy and this Christmas season, was truly going to be the best
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