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It's that time of year again, where Santa sores throw the night sky delivering presents. Carollers going door to door singing classic holiday songs for cups of hot chocolate and smiles. lights with decorations on several houses. In a small town we find a young woman decorating her holiday tree, for it is Christmas Eve. This woman's name is Gwen Del Ian, but her family and friends simply call her Gwen. She's getting everything ready for her family's traditional Christmas dinner tomorrow.

"Dashing through the snow....in a one horse sleigh....through the fields we go, laughing all the way" sings Gwen, as she places the last ornament. After Gwen finishes decorating, she heads upstairs to her room.

Once their she dawns her nightwear and lays her head down to sleep, for the hour was late. Later that night a figure lands upon her roof, riding in a sleigh pulled by winged , four legged creatures. Their eyes a deep red, with pretending fang like canines in their mouths. And they have ragged brown fur. The figure steps off the sleigh, first his black boots sink into the snow upon the roof. He dawns a crimson and white coat.

He has a round belly, while his beard is long and white. He approaches the chimney, and starts climbing in. Back in Gwen's room, she stirs alittle. A few seconds pass, and the bearded man enters. "Ho Ho Ho....awaken Gwen Del lan Tennyson for I bring you a special kind of gift this year" says the man. Gwen awakens to see the fat man standing in her room. "Who.....wait...do I know you?...and why do I feel a strange energy surrounding you?" asks Gwen half asleep. "Ho Ho ....my don't you recognize me....after all....we've met once when you were 13" says the man. Gwen wipes her tired eyes out, and gazes once more at the bearer man. "Santa" says Gwen "yes indeed....so you do remember, but do you remember what I whispered in your ear those six years ago?" Santa asks.

"I member.....it was after me, Ben, and grandpa Max visited that enchanted town , that transformed use into elves....almost permanently" says Gwen.

"Yes...I'd appeared to you before you retired to the Rustbucket(RV) and told you that before your 20th birthday, the I would bring you a reward in the form of a gift. To thank you for saving my birth place from its thousand year curse........and now here I be Ho,Ho,ho" mentions Santa Claus. This when Gwen sees the long protruding canines in his mouth. Santa's eyes turn black, while his irises glow red. Gwen out of instinct, uses her mana to throw a pink energy sphere, it doesn't phase him as he grabs her shoulders, and leans to her side. Where he then sinks his fangs into her neck. "AHHHH!" Gwen screams. Then he unlatches from her neck. "Ho, Ho now your ready for the gift" says Santa. A few seconds pass and Gwen smiles and knods yes, raping her arms around him.

Santa then removes his belt and boots. This is when he claims onto Gwen's bed, then locks lips with her. While their tongues swirl one anothers, Gwen can feel his fangs against the sides of hers. One of his hands slip into her panties, and a finger inserts into her vagina. She moans as his cold finger moves within her vaginal walls. Santa's other hand removes her bra, freeing her Lucius breasts. Then his hands remove them selves from Gwen.

Santa, not breaking the lip tango removes his coat and pants. Now just in his boxers, Santa rips off Gwen's panties. Then he breaks the make out session, and gets between her legs. Santa then lowers his head to her crotch, where he sinks his fangs in once more. Gwen doesn't scream this time, instead she enjoys the bite. "Mmmmmm......master yes" she says with a moan. The first bite lasted longer then this one. Santa lifts his bloody mouth, removing his fangs from her libido. Santa then starts licking at Gwen's clitoris, sending blissful waves through her body.

Gwen then stars carresing her own breasts, while Santa sucks and fingers her vagina to orgasm. " oh...yesssss......master....I'm...ready....for......your gift" mentions Gwen panting from cumming. Santa licks her juices and blood from his lips " Ho, Ho, Ho.....as you wish."

Santa rips his boxers off revealing his huge penis. "Wow....master....it's so...big" says Gwen still panting. He then lines it up to her vagina "enjoy my candy cane" says Santa thrusting it into her in one hard push. "Ohhhhhh......my god.....it feels as if ......it's ripping me ....apart" yells Gwen as he thrusts in and out, over and over. Gwen arches her back as the thrust very in speed and aggressiveness. He grunts while she moans to the erotic sex.

Soon he lifts her to sitting on his lap, all the while not missing a beat. Gwen wraps her arms around his neck "Mmmmmm....yes master...I'm....I'm..ready." she says. "Are you. Now......then I'll give you the gift of eternity" says Santa before sinking his fangs into Gwen's neck. She feels the fangs insert , and feels him suck. This bite is different from the first two. It's more sensational, pleasurable. It sends a more dark and pleasant pleasure. It moves through out her whole body, causing her to orgasm as Santa cums into her. His vampiric sperm mingles with hers, absorbing her soul and leaving apart of his own in her. Gwen soon fades into darkness, while she's fed upon.

After he's done, Santa exits the house, and returns to his sleigh. "Ho Ho Ho...." is herd as he fly's away. Gwen awakens on Christmas day.......reborn as a vampire. "Mmmm.......I can't wait until everyone arrives.....I want to give them all my present as well...even the dweb Ben."

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