Colin realized he was bound to a chair with red gift ribbon alongside five other people lined up before the grinning man in the red suit standing before a Christmas tree. Colin looked around and recognized it as the mall from out of town, but all of the Christmas Decor was put up out of season.
"HO HO HO! Welcome to Christmas Town everyone!" the man said as his gut jiggled.
"What's going on? Where are we?" a woman pleaded. She looked around her mid thirties, with frizzled brunette hair and sullen brown eyes, all with the wrinkles and flab of an alcoholic.
"Why isn't it obvious? It's Christmas Town!" the dressed up man exclaimed.
"But it isn't Christmas..." said a girl around 14 or 15. She was a red head with freckles, wearing a simple grey sweater and black pants woth flats.
The Santa Man simply bellowed "HO HO HO! WHY IT'S ALWAYS CHRISTMAS HERE!"
"Is this guy for real?" a twenty something guy whispered into Colin's ear. He was black with short cut flat top hair, brown eyes, and wore a varsity jacket with jeans.
"WHY OF COURSE I'M SANTA, DEAR BOY!" the man belowed.
"So.... uh, Santa... why bring us to this neck of the woods, eh?" a nervous elderly woman asked, her greyed green eyes visibly frightened. She was in a simply blue shirt, grey pants uniform with the name "Agnes" on her name tag.
"Why I believe you should roam this wonderous place in search of gifts for eachother, to spread the spirit of Christmas!" the Santa cheered.
"Give me a break!" shouted a guy with a bright red mohawk. He was about in his twenties and wearing ratty jeans below a tank top. "You shit heads seriously think this fuckin' nut over here can do anything to us?"
The Santa frowned and snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, two DD busted blondes in skimpy green tube tops and skirt stepped in. They wore pointed green caps, rubber elf ears, and peppermint candy striped lipstick with matching nail polish.
"My elves here will help demonstrate what happens to naughty boys and girls here!" the man bellowed as he ripped Agnes of out her seat and tore her uniform off before tossing her at his "elves". Everyone looked on in horror as this sweet looking old lady was tongued and... just violated by these slutty looking ladies. Colin's suspicions were confirmed as Agnes wrinkles melted away and her saggy breasts perked up and swelled up to size DD, ripping her bra clean in two. Everyone but Colin watched slack jawed as the bimbos continued to eat Agnes' pussy, the backwards aging lady's ass ballooning out to a size that would make a pornstar jealous.
"What's happening to meeeeeeeeeee?!" Agnes cried out as her lips puffed up to an alluring "o" shape.
Colin scowled in disgust as the rest of the old woman's age faded away, leaving a twenty-one year old with the body and long blonde hair of a stripper.
She blinked her pretty greens eyes a few times before looking and squealing "SANTA!"
Colin expected this, seeing how an infected bimbo had the brains of a three year old.
He wouldn't have expected anybody to be this sick in the head, however.
Bimbo Agnes giggled and ran to the bathroom with her new elf costume.
"Now you have more respect for Santa, don't you?" the costume nut asked in a jolly voice.
Everyone laughed and nodded awkwardly.
"Good, now find those gifts!" Santa said as he ordered his elves to cut the remaining five free. Immediately after everyone wrote eachother's names down for their gift hunting list.
Everyone scrambled forth as Colin followed...