Naughty and Not-So-Nice

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Was all Kady heard as rocketed upright, pulled away from the sugar-plums that danced in her head.

“What the fuck was that?” questioned Kady as she climbed out of bed.

Wearing nothing but her matching light pink pajama set, the blue haired woman began racing down the hall towards the living room where she heard the noise. As she looks around, eyes straining as she scans the dimly lit room, searching for the source of the noise when suddenly she hears another…

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

“IS SOMEONE ON THE ROOF!” screamed Kady as she hears the stomping move towards the chimney.

“HO HO HO!~” came from the chimney as a giant, round mass fell down the chimney, causing a small, black cloud of smoke and ash to kick up, blinding Kady temporarily as she fanned the cloud away, coughing a bit, “Looks like someone’s been a little naughty~”

“S-santa?” she asked, a bit of whimsy and Christmas spirit began forming in her eyes.

“That’s right, Kady, you’ve always been really smart,” Santa said.

“What are you doing here?” the afro-ed woman asked as the whimsy in her eyes dimmed a bit due to the question.

“Well, Kady, unfortunately you’ve been using that brain of yours to be naughty, tormenting and bullying those weaker than you at your college, and just like many naughty people around the world, coal in your stockings don’t seem to have the desired effects anymore. Luckily, the elves in the lab have come up with a new method to reform naughty ones like you,” the jolly man said as he disappeared from Kady’s sight.

“W-what are you gonna d-” Kady began questioning before being cut off by the feeling of ten mittened fingers grip the exposed red waistband of her underwear.

“I’m going to give you a taste of your own medicine,” Santa said before pulling up, causing her red waistband race towards her head, with the growing leg holes not too far behind.

“Aahhh!” Kady screamed as she was lifted off her feet by the middle thread of her stretching underwear, which was stretched so thin, it started feeling like she was sitting on a knife.

“HO HO HO!~” Santa laughed, his belly jiggling, emphasizing each ‘HO’ with a bounce, pulling more squeaks of pain from Kady’s lips as he forces more and more cotton up her ass, “Oh, this was so fun, I almost lost track of time! Better ‘wrap’ it up here so I don’t fall behind schedule and miss Christmas”

As Saint Nickolaus set the wedgied woman back down, he quickly pulled the stretched out material over her head, letting go of her waistband, letting it snap between her teeth, effectively gagging her.

“And some finishing touches…” started Santa as he pushed Kady onto her stomach and reached into his sack, pulling out a pair of white and green striped panties and pulling off Kady’s pajama pants before forcing the panties on her and putting her pants back on.

“Jock-locks are less effective if you’re not wearing any pants,” he said, before grabbing the new waistband and pulling up then back, then forcing her legs to bend and putting her feet through the leg holes. As soon as he did that, he grabbed the middle thread of her red panties, lifting her up as gingerly hooking her panties on one of the branches of the Christmas tree. By this point, Kady was too tired and in pain to even try and fight back. After that, he began to walk away before suddenly stopping in his tracks and turning around.

“Oh! What am I doing?! How could I possibly forget to add a bow?” He cried out before walking back up to the Christmas ornament of a woman before quickly unbuttoning Kady’s pajama top.

Now this brought life back to Kady as the thought of Santa taking off her shirt embarrassed her to no end. But as she tried to fight back, she quickly realized it was a fruitless endeavor as Santa effortlessly slid the shirt off of her and twisted her arms behind her back before using the shirt to tie a bow, binding her arms, completely trapping her until someone in her family found her the next morning.

“And~ there!” shouted Santa as he stepped back to admire his handiwork. There hung Kady, naked from the waist up, with the exception of her light blue, strapless bra. Her light pink pajama shirt was wrapped around her arms, leaving a cute little bow behind her back. Her legs were also bound by the green striped panties he put on her, while her own red panties stretched from her aching backside, over the tree branch, and down towards her head, before finally ending between her teeth.

“Now,” he said, turning back towards the chimney, “you better be good, or else next Christmas, I’ll be back, and I’ll do a whole lot worse than I did here tonight. Good night and Happy Holidays! :)”

And with that, the jolly old man jumped back up the Chimney, stomping his way back to his sleigh, as he flew away to spread presents and punishments around the world.

The End