Krampus Christmas

Christmas, a time to rejoice and gather, spend time with friends and family. It is also a time for presents, rewards for those who have been kind, compassionate and generally good this year. But for those who have been deemed naughty by our dear old Santa, a much more somber fate awaits. While most people end up with a lump of coal from the jolly fat man, some people end up on the Krampus’ list. And that, is usually a most dire fate. The demon-like creature punishes children in varying ways, ranging from swatting them with the bundle of birch branches he carries, up to kidnaping them using his dark bag, giving them an honest fright. But for adults, for whom such methods would be quite inefficient, the bag in question serves quite another purpose. The bag channels the demon’s hellish magic, changing and transforming the victims into a new form, punishing them according to their bad deeds.

And so, the creature prowls the snowy night, a wicked smile on its face, naughty list in hand to help him find its targets. But the devilish creature doesn’t have the same diligence and rigor as it’s jolly red counterpart, and so mistakes tend to happen when it chases down culprits. In fact, it is quite frequent that innocent victims get changed by the creature, resulting in unfortunately permanent changes for those targeted by mistake. Not only that, but punishments are sometimes quite harsh in relation to the so-called crimes being committed. People committing offenses most would consider as minor things would receive the same level of life changing punishment as people having a much more serious record. But the Krampus does not make such distinctions, as it is not familiar with human customs. To it, there are only two categories: humans that are on the list, and humans that are not. And even then, that line is blurry, and it will feel no remorse or guilt when it inevitably changes an innocent person, feeling the same impish delight at having ruined yet another pathetic human life.

Tony was having a quiet night in. Once again, he had cancelled out on his family for Christmas. Ever since he had moved out of his parents’ place, he had started enjoying the pleasures of solitude and isolation. And now, the idea of gathering with over a dozen people, some whom he hadn’t seen in years, was getting less and less appealing to him. In the last few years, the Pandemic had given him the perfect excuse to stay at home and avoid people, which, as an introvert, suited him just fine. But now things were dying down, and events were starting back up, and people were assuming everyone was glad this was all over and would be eager to start regrouping again. But this was not the case for Tony, who kept refusing invitation after invitation, as everyone in his circle suddenly had a gathering for every single occasion, no matter how small. He had a falling out with his parents on Thanksgiving, when he once again did not show up, despite not having his usual excuse for having prior engagements, or not feeling quite well. His mother berated him, telling him that he wouldn’t be going far in life without a social life, and without his friends and family to support him. He respectfully disagreed with her, and he suddenly stopped receiving invitations from them, which he was grateful for. Until Christmas, where he received one message from his mom, sounding like almost like a plea, a last attempt at reconnecting with her son.

“Please be there Tony. We haven’t seen you in years. I know you don’t like it, but this is your family! Be there, please, just for one night… For your mom…”

He had sat there, reading the message over and over again, feeling anxiety rising within him at the thought of responding, and he hadn’t even started considering the question of if he would go or not. He ended up ignoring the message, telling himself he would make up his mind and then answer, but kept pushing back that difficult decision, until time had made his choice for him, and it was too late. He spent Christmas Eve alone, ridden with guilt, but not enough for him to actually leave his apartment and go to his parent’s place, where everyone would be gathered. He slumbered off slightly before midnight, falling asleep right on his couch while watching TV.

But his fitful sleep didn’t last very long, as Krampus had his sights set on him. The Demon entered Tony’s home without a sound, careful not to wake his target. Smelling his prey, he creeped up to the couch, slowly dropping his bundle of branches to be able to grasp his magical bag with both hands, raising it above its head before bringing it down on the sleeping man, engulfing Tony entirely in a single swoop. Tony awoke with a start, enclosed in the burlap sack, disoriented, confused and afraid. He struggled, but was trapped, the supernatural creature’s grasp being too strong for any mortal. But as he struggled, he could feel himself grow, weaker, smaller… Something was wrong, but he couldn’t tell exactly what. Suddenly, light was blaring all around him outside the sack, and he could see that he was no longer alone or in the comfort of his own home, as shadowy shapes, forms, and figures could been seen, contoured by the light around him. Loud music blasted in the air, as people cried out, making this was some kind of wild party. Suddenly, he felt like was falling, as the Krampus turned the bag upside down, letting him fall out.

His suspicions were right, this was a party. Young adults were dancing and drinking, and loud music was blaring through speaker’s setup all around the room. Surprisingly, no one seemed to react to the 7-foot-tall demon, but as he turned, Tony understood why, as the creature was nowhere to be seen!

However, what was more cause for concern was that Tony was suddenly feeling quite dressed down, legs and arms exposed to the air. And was that hair tickling his bare shoulders? As he looked down, he let out a loud and high-pitched cry. He was a girl! Not only that, but he was dressed like a slut as well, short dress barely covering his now shapely behind, and his boobs were threatening to spill out at any second. He stood there, shocked, as a deep, unearthly voice resounded within his mind.

“You disappointed your poor mother by not showing up again this Christmas. Now you disappoint her for completely different reasons. Do not worry, you still won’t have to attend family gatherings, but only because you are too busy attending events such as this, raving parties with music, alcohol, and sex aplenty. You wanted to be a recluse? Now you will live the life of a wanton slut, constantly craving attention, and sex, dressing provocatively and attending parties to get as much as she can, of both attention and sex. Welcome to your personal hell, Tiffany!”

Tiffany regained her senses, feeling the hand of a man snake up her thigh, up to her soaked cunt. She wanted to fight him, to push him off, to run away, but it felt so good! Instead, she kept dancing, grinding her ass onto him. All around her, people were in various states of undress, and this party was starting to feel more like an orgy. She knew she should look away, but instead found herself staring, growing more and more aroused as she did, her new pussy growing damp with anticipation. These were the parties she enjoyed most, where not only could she get fucked, but have other people watch her as she did.

It wasn’t long before Tiffany had found herself a well build stud. She was now straddling him, not even taking the time to remove her panties, slipping them aside to give him access to her pussy. His hands were firm on her ass, as she kissed him with lust, grinding on top of him. From the side, she could see another dude jerking off while watching her fuck, and this sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her. It was such a thrill to be watched while fucking, and she loved being seen as nothing but a dirty slut. This really was the best kind of Christmas party.

Mark was another guy who was spending Christmas away from his family, but instead of staying at home he was out at the gym. Mark was very proud of his body, and worked hard to maintain his incredible physical condition, as such he felt that Christmas Eve was no valid resource to miss a workout. And since he was working that day, this meant that he would be working out in the evening, while most people would be attending gatherings and parties. And this was fine by him, this meant he wouldn’t have to wait to get the machines he wanted and would have basically the whole place to himself. He was however distraught to find that someone was already there when he entered the place, some chubby guy wheezing on the treadmill.

“Gah! Looks like the New Year’s Resolutions are starting early…”

He didn’t even bother to keep his voice down. One big aspect of his lifestyle was the whole Alpha male thing, where he would constantly act brash and macho, which made him come off as a jerk and a bully. But today that was about to change, as he had made his way onto the Krampus’ list.

He was lying down on the bench press and had just set his weight back on the rack when he spotted the furry creature above him, a wicked smile on its animalistic face. He cried out in terror, but the sound was quickly muffled by the burlap sack enveloping him. He fought and struggled, swearing the whole time, so focused on escaping his captor that he didn’t even notice his whole frame shrinking, muscles melting away, manly bulge fading to nothingness as his breasts grew and his hips and ass became quite plump. What got thrown of the sack was quite different than the vision of masculinity that had entered it. A small wisp of a girl, not an ounce of muscle on her, with her curves hidden behind a not s subtle dress. She was no longer at the gym, but back at her apartment. She looked around in confusion, speaking in a small and distinctly female voice.

“What… What just happened?”

As if to answer her question, a rough, grating voice sounded in her mind.

“You always considered yourself to be an Alpha, deeming yourself better than all others, looking down on them with disrespect. You will keep your masculine and macho mindset, but as a lesson, your body will be the opposite, small and frail, and undeniably feminine. Despite your tattoos, buzz cut hair and piercings, you are a girl, and always will be. You will be unable to build any muscle and will remain small but curvy. We shall see how long your attitude will last, when you find you are now unable to threaten or bully anyone.”

The voice ceased, leaving Mark with more questions than answers. She tried to communicate with the Krampus, yelling and insulting it, but no response came. She then went to the washroom to survey the damage. It was as the creature had said, not an ounce of muscle on her body, but plenty of curves. She turned around and admired her own ass. She would have loved to tap that, but it felt strange and out of place on her own body.

Things were awkward to say the least in her future. She was now stuck in a girl’s body, but with her old male mind. She kept her hair shaven short; she dressed in the most gender-neutral clothing to hide her cute new titties and her dump truck of an ass. But whatever she did, she never again felt like a man. She always felt tiny, weak and frail, out of place in this girly body.

As for her attitude, it didn’t last long. She quickly learned that it was more than just a state of mind. Without his strong manly body, it was much harder to play tough guy. A five-foot-tall girl with an aggressive attitude could simply be ignored, not taken seriously, or even laughed at. It was insulting, degrading, and demeaning. Mark, or Marcie as she was now called, hated being treated like a petulant little girl, which she now was, technically. So she had to tone down her attitude, and learned the hard way that a little honey could go a long way, since she couldn’t just bully her way in most social interactions anymore. In the end, it took quite a bit of time for Marcie to adjust to her new body, and her new life. She fought the change to the end, and through it all, kept being as masculine as possible, never breaking down. The only thing she wore that was remotely feminine was her underwear, but even then, that was for more functional reasons than esthetic ones, as she found that life without a bra was quite painful for a girl with tits, no matter how small. And despite everything, despite what she wanted people to assume, Marcie was a girl, now, and forever.

The next victim is a bit different than the previous two. For one, she was spending Christmas Eve with her boyfriend, and not alone. And second, is that Sarah Peterson shared the exact same name as one of her neighbors, who was supposed to receive a visit from the Krampus on account of her infidelity. But instead, it would be her that would receive the impromptu visit, having done nothing to deserve her fate. She was a kind, loving and faithful girlfriend to Cory, who loved her back with all his heart. They were sipping hot cacao in their living room, handing presents to one another.

“Awww what is this? A necklace? Awww it has our names on it! How thoughtful! I love you so much Cory!”

Sarah was beaming with happiness and contentment, looking at her boyfriend with warm loving eyes. Cory, however, was not looking at her. He was staring straight past her, at their kitchen. The light was off, and he could have sworn he had seen something moving there. He was just about to shrug it off as his imagination, when he saw it, the creature. It smiled at him, and he barely had time to gasp before it dashed at inhuman speed, suddenly standing right behind Sarah. She saw the terror in Cory’s eyes and didn’t even have time to turn around completely before she was engulfed in the magical bag. He could only stare, stunned and shocked, as his girlfriend screamed in terror from inside the back, which started glowing an insidious red light.

“Cory! What’s happening to me! Please help me! I can… I can feel something… It’s changing me!”

The furred demon grinned at the man, taking the opportunity to explain to him what was happening to her.

“Sarah here has been a naughty, naughty girlfriend. If she likes cheating on her loving boyfriend so much, she should be compelled to do so, obsessively so. And so, she will be thinking about sex constantly, just not with you. She will be seeking cock after cock to sate her desires.”

Cory couldn’t believe it. How was that a proper punishment for cheating? Making her cheat even more? And he was also completely certain that the creature had it wrong, his girlfriend had never cheated on him, there must have been a mistake. But before he had a chance to protest, to point out the demon’s mistake, Sarah’s voice rang out again from within the bag.

“Oh god! It’s making me… it’s making me… so horny! I need have sex! Cory please, do something!”

Seeming satisfied, the Krampus emptied its bag, letting Sarah go. She was more or less the same. Her casual clothes had been replaced by something much more revealing and sexier, her hair was longer, and her make-up was more prominent, but other than that, it was still her. However, instead of disappearing like it usually did, the demon stayed put, still holding its bag upside down, as if it expected more to come out, and indeed, a few moments later, out came a stud of a man, much taller, larger, and more masculine than Cory was. Immediately, Sarah’s eyes were drawn to him, filled with lust. She didn’t even glance once at Cory, focused entirely on the man that had appeared before them.

“This one is on the house.” The demon mumbled in a self-satisfied tone. “Have fun you three…” And it with that, it vanished into the night, leaving the unlikely trio to themselves.

Sarah seemed to be very attracted to the nameless man, and it was visible that the attraction was mutual.

“Cory, I can’t… I can’t help myself. He is just so… so hot!”

“Sarah! You have to resist it! Our love is stronger than that creature’s magic!”

But despite his encouragements, and Sarah’s best efforts, she soon found herself perched on the stranger’s lap, letting herself be felt up and kissed, as she closed her eyes in arousal.

“I’m sorry Cory… I am trying to resist… but this feels so good… this feels so right! Oh yes, keep going! Don’t stop!”

Cory could only stare as his pure and kind girlfriend devolved into a cheating slut before his very eyes.

It was only a matter of moments before Sarah was on her knees, slipping of her dress as the man lowered his pants, revealing a cock much bigger than Cory.

“I’m sorry honey, but I just have to… I have to taste it… to feel it inside me!” And with that, she dove mouth first onto the dick before her, sucking it like her life depended on it. Cory watched in despair as Sarah, the love of his life, cheated on him before his very eyes. She slipped off her panties, revealing her shaved cunt, turning around to sit on the man’s dick, and finally feel it inside her pussy. All shame or hesitation were gone from her movements, and she didn’t pause once before lowering herself on the dick. She did look into Cory’s eyes the whole time, even as she threw her head back to moan in pleasure.

The two of them kept fucking, and Cory kept watching, powerless, as his girlfriend’s love and affection for him were pounded relentlessly into oblivion. With each thrust she seemed to be growing farther and farther away from him, more dispassionate and disinterested in him. At one point she even turned to him, a wicked smile on her face.

“You might as well take out your dick and jerk off if you are going to watch anyway. Not like I’ll be touching that pathetic thing anytime soon, so why not take the opportunity to get a bit of relief?”

The next victim was also someone who was targeted by mistake. Kevin was driving home, coming home from a party at his parent’s place, unaware that the supernatural Krampus was stalking him, getting ready to make its move, and change the man’s life forever. The creature struck as Kevin stopped for a red light, despite there being no other car around. This was the kind of person Kevin was, respectful and good mannered, not ever one to break rules or offend people needlessly. Unfortunately for him, he drove the same car, model, and color, as another man, who had happened to be out and about at the same time as him, and who was also a notorious bigot and sexist. Unfortunately, they crossed each other’s paths as they drove, causing the creature to mix up the two cars, and start tracking Kevin instead of the other man, who would head off without any consequences, while Kevin’s life would be forever changed, and much for the worst.

He was listening to his music, waiting patiently at the red light, when the door to his car burst open. He barely had time to turn in surprise before he was ripped out of his seat and shoved into a bag. He tumbled around as he was being transported, feeling himself shrinking and growing smaller. As he was being transported, he heard the demonic voice of the creature speak to him, describing his fate to him.

“Your fate has been sealed Stan. A misogynist racist, you will get to see what it is like on the other side. As a small, weak, and subservient Latina woman, who utterly depends on her big and tall black boyfriend for everything in life. You will worship him, be dutiful to him, like a proper woman should, at least according to your previous macho opinions. And you will learn that black men are no different that white men… Unless you are on the receiving end of their huge cocks, like you will be, very, very often. You are an online star after all, and have to give your fans a show, show off that Latina Girl Booty and that huge black dick you like sucking so much. Good luck in your new life, Katrina, you will need it…”

  As soon as it finished talking, it released Katrina from the bag, letting her drop to the floor. She was no longer near her car, no longer even on the streets, but in a luxurious looking home. She felt quite different than before, and new the creature had been speaking the truth, as she was now in a woman’s body, clothes, and all. But as she looked up, it wasn’t a furry creature that greeted her eyes, although the black man there certainly seemed just as large and tall as the Krampus had been. But instead of fear or terror, what she felt was admiration, awe and what she could only describe as lust, a deep burning in her loins, something completely unfamiliar, yet undeniable. She wanted… no, she needed that man, and she needed him now! And it seemed like the feeling was mutual, as the man asked:

“What to do a shoot for your page? You certainly seem in the mood for it…”

Katrina wanted to say no but was distraught when she found herself to be nodding in agreement. The bulky man took out his cellphone, as if this was routine, snaping a picture of the both of them, with Katrina pressed up against him, highlighting how small she was compared to her black giant as she presented her big Latina ass for the camera.

“Alright, now let’s do a naked one.”

Immediately she had a sense like she absolutely needed to obey him. She quickly stripped out of her clothes, as he did the same. She stared as he removed his trousers, revealing the huge cock underneath. She wanted to gasp in surprise and apprehension at the size of the thing, but instead found herself to be cooing in appreciation. A light smirk appeared on the man’s face. He had a huge dick, and he knew it, yet he still felt appreciation upon hearing his horny girlfriend react to it. As they posed for the second picture, she took a hold of it, lifting it up slightly with her dainty hands, to highlight exactly how big it was. Even flaccid, it was bigger than her hand, almost as thick as her arm.

Soon, the newly made Latina slut was bent over on all fours, with her boyfriend’s dick buried deep within her cunt, and her thumb up her ass, making her a mewling mess. The phone was propped on a stand at the foot of the bed, recording the whole thing for her OnlyFans, which made it only hotter for Katrina, and more humiliating for Kevin, who was still conscious, stuck in this horny, submissive girl’s body.

They finished up by having her film herself POV, laying on her back, camera pointed between her legs, showing off her neat bush and the big black man pounding her pussy relentlessly, as she came over and over again. She kept shouting obscenities in Spanish, expressing her pleasure very loudly, as the man remained stoic the whole while, up until the end, when he started grunting, signaling that he was close to finishing. Katrina immediately understood the signal, getting on her knees and jerking his cock once, then twice, before it spurted cum directly on her face. She made sure to get a proper shot with her phone, smiling and licking her lips playfully. This video would get tons of views for sure!

The last target of the night would be Mike. This man was more or less deserving of his punishment but was the intended target for the Krampus. Mike was at a gathering with his whole family, parents, grand-parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, everybody was here. Everybody but his uncle Tobias, and his two kids, who were running a little late. Not that it bothered Mike, he didn’t quite get along with Tobias or his kids. They were slightly eccentric, and he could completely understand why his wife had divorced him a few years back. His mother, Janet, knew about his apprehensions, and was currently confronting him about it.

“You should really try to know them better! Tobias is my brother, and I know he can be particular, but he is really nice, and so are his kids! It’s been years since you bought your little cousins any presents. It doesn’t need to be much, and I am sure they would be so happy.”

Mike shrugged at this, agreeing semi-heartedly.

“Yeah, I really should… I’ll try my best, I promise.”

Janet seemed satisfied with that answer, leaving Mike alone for now. He took the opportunity to head to the washroom before diner started. As he started washing his hands however, the Krampus jumped out from behind the shower curtains, brandishing its bag with an inhuman grin on its face. Mike dashed for the door, but was too slow for the demon, who caught him mid stride, swooping him up into the sack, before making its way out the building. Mike struggled against his captor from within the bag, as just as all the others before him, was powerless to escape, as the sack started to work its magic on him, causing him to shrink in some places, and grow in others. It wasn’t long before he was dumped back on the ground, released by the creature, which had completed its nefarious design. Mike saw that he was no longer indoors, but outside, and that his body felt wildly different. But before he had a chance to take in all the changes, he felt someone grab him tenderly but firmly by the arms and help him up slowly.

“Honey! What happened? Did you fall? You have to be careful, you know, with the baby and all…”

Mike looked up and was surprised to find his uncle Tobias standing there. And next to him were his two little cousins. He shook his head, confused, only to find long strands of hair swishing with his every movement.

“What…”

And that is when realization kicked in. All the changes. The long hair. The big pair of breasts. The bulging, and very pregnant belly. Mike tried to ask what was going on but found himself to be saying something wildly different.

“I’m alright Sweety, just stumbled a bit, I am alright now.” What the hell? What was going on?

“Okay, but be careful please Michelle, I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you, or the baby.”

“I will Toby, don’t worry.” Once again, the words escaped Mike, or now Michelle’s mouth without her control. She also found herself to be holding on tightly to the man who had been her uncle, but was now apparently her lover, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. They then started moving towards the house that was before them, which Michelle immediately recognized as her sister-in-law’s house… Wait, did she just think of Janet as her sister-in-law and not her mom?

As the evening progressed, Michelle not only found herself like Tobias’ spouse, but learned a lot about her new situation. For one, she was now married to him, his second marriage after he divorced his first wife.

“I am so happy my brother found you! You are really the best thing that happened to him and the kids in a very long time! You are an amazing wife and mother, and I am so happy to you will be bringing your own little one into this world in a few months!”

Once again, Michelle found herself to be smiling and agreeing with the woman who had been her mother, while deep inside Mike was crying out, trying to reach out to her, to ask her to help him. He didn’t want to be a woman, he didn’t want to be a wife and a mom, and he certainly didn’t want to carry a child and give birth to it! But it was futile, he was stuck inside Michelle, forced to take care of his uncle’s kids, and oh his uncle himself. When he said he would get to know them better, that is certainly not what he had meant.

But the worst part was when they headed home that night. Michelle put the kids to bed, reading them a bedtime story and tucking them in with a good night kiss. She then went back to her husband, who was waiting for her in the living room.

“The kids are so lucky to have you as a stepmom… You are really great for them, you know? And I am so happy that they are getting a new sibling soon… You are already an amazing mother, and I can’t wait to see you with a baby of your own.”

She wanted to retch, run away, do anything but what she did, and press up against him to give him a long, languorous kiss.

“And I am the luckiest woman in the world to have you as my husband. Now that the kids are in bed, why don’t I show you your Christmas present?”

Tobias smiled as Michelle slowly undressed, pulling up her dress to reveal her pregnant belly, and pink panties pulled tight against her crotch. Her caressed her lovingly, fingers lingering on her belly, feeling it’s curve, it’s roundness.

“I absolutely love how you look when you are pregnant… You are so gorgeous Michelle, and so great with kids! I think… I think I will want more than just this one…”

The dread that Michelle felt was not reflected in her expression, as she simply beamed with joy, climbing on top of her husband, guiding his dick into her pussy.

“Oh yes! Yes! I want you to make me pregnant again! I’ll be your little housewife, barefoot and pregnant for you! I love you, Toby! Ah yes! Yes! Keep going! Ahhh!”

And with that, Michelle orgasmed for the first of what would be many, many times. After all, Tobias was an affectionate lover, and made sure his dear wife came at least once before he painted her insides with his jizz. And considering that he despised condoms or protection of any kind, Michelle would indeed find herself to be pregnant very often in the future.

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