"Mwahohoho!" laughed the man in the bright red latex Santa suit.
Chad spun around and looked at the giant in red latex and black rubber boots. The boots were three times taller than Chad was now. He looked up the towering muscled legs to see who this Santa was, but he couldn't see the face beyond the huge boner the giant was tenting. Oh, this boding ill. Chad started to back away slowly, then he started to run while looking over his shoulder. He didn't get very far. He slammed hard into his own leather hightop sneaker.
The giant laughed again, this time more of a snicker.
"Oh, Chad, you should see yourself, this is going to be the best Christmas Ever with you as my Elf on the Shelf," said Nate wickedly.
Chad could see Nate's grinning movie screen sized face looming over Chad's tiny prostrate body. Chad struggled to pull the hat off his head thinking it might restore him to normal, but the hat was stuck fast to his head.
"Elf on the shelf, Elf in the supporter? What's the diff, Chad? As long as I own you," Nate laughed, and pulled open the collar of his suit.
Oh, no! thought Chad. He kicked his tiny legs as his no-longer Secret Santa picked him up with two fingers.