I owned them.
“Santy Claus!” gasped Vivian as my cum splashed on her forehead.
“Ooh, ooh, I lovey your jizzies, Santy Claus!” Franny moaned, her wedding ring gleaming on her left hand. “Just the besty bestest best!
I growled out my agreement, savoring the pleasure slamming into my mind. Sparks flared across my thoughts as I pumped my cum onto their faces. I shuddered, rapture exploding from my cock with each spurt.
I threw back my head and roared out as I fired my last blast of cum onto their faces. My phone chimed. I shuddered, savoring this delight as the pleasure washed through me. It was so hot having all this pleasure washing through me.
I grabbed my phone as the two started licking up my cum off each other’s faces. A new notification from the app appeared. “You have unlocked Level 2 with your second Bimbo Elf. Hot moms can pick one toy from the box! One more Bimbo Elf and you’ll earn an amazing reward! Just earn 9 Bimbo Candy Canes!”
Damn, how did I earn those?
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Bimbo Elves’ Naughty Gifts
Hank Oldman
My new sexy bimbo-elf helpers licked my cum off the other’s faces. I stood over them, stroking my new, gray beard that had grown when I had used the Bimbo App ~ Mall Santa Edition, this strange program that I’d been offered to beta test.
It broke reality. I grew a beard and those two sluts lapping my pearly jizz off each other’s faces had grown pointed ears like they were real elves. They’d also had a complete personality change into wanton sluts who just wanted to please “Santy Claus” as they liked to call me.
They’d become air-headed bimbos.
The first one was Vivian, the nineteen-year-old girl I’d been paying to work at my little “Santa’s Workshop” in the mall’s parking lot. I’d had the gig for years now, making just enough to live in my trailer and drink beer without having to do some work until late summer to stretch out to another six weeks of hell.
Whining children, bitchy mothers, angry fathers, and stuck-up helpers invariably quit because I “creeped” on them. I just admired their fine, young bodies. I only hired the sexiest young women to put on the elf costume.
Now Vivian stared up at with such empty-headed joy in her eyes instead of loathing. Her blonde hair spilled around her face, some of the cum in her hair. She wore the sluttiest of outfits now. A green miniskirt lined in fur and a matching boob tube. She had on the sleeping cap with the fuzzy ball at the end and black, heeled boots with candy-cane-striped thigh-highs. She looked hot.
And so did the hot wife I’d just bimbofied. Mrs. Franny Lassiter was no longer a trophy wife spending more time on the phone looking sexy in her tight jeans than paying attention to her kid whining to Santa about the dumb shit the brat wanted for Christmas. When I bimbofied her, she also appeared magically in the new outfit, her black hair smeared in jizz, too. Her big, fake tits looked amazing in the new outfit.
Weirdly, her confused husband had shown up to take their kid off like he’d just teleported out of an office meeting. This app had magic, and I loved it. I savored Vivian and Franny licking cum off each other’s faces.
“Such yummy nummy cummies,” moaned Vivian.
“Santy Claus’s Christmasy cheers!” squealed Franny and kissed Vivian.
Their tongues danced as they snowballed my cum back and forth. I groaned, savoring how they did that. I loved it so much. I wanted to have more of these bimbo-elves. I glance down at the phone and saw their two pictures in round bubbles with their names beneath them. They were both currently Level 2 Elves.
It seemed they leveled up when I added a new one. And the App promised me new perks with each elf I recruited. Vivian had been free while Franny cost me 3 Bimbo Candy Canes. I had 3 of those to start with.
Basically, the gave me two bimbo-elves for free.
But I wanted more.
How did I get more?
I fiddled around and found that it took 9 Bimbo Candy Canes to get my next one. Well, how the fuck did I get another one. I noticed a little question mark and hit it. A list of FAQs came up that ranged from Does this App Really Make Bimbo Elves to Is this App Magic? I almost clicked that one when I noticed the question I needed answered.
I clicked on How to Earn Bimbo Candy Canes.
“Once you have 2 Bimbo Elves, the special toy box is unlocked. Every time a mom brings her kid to ask Santa for Christmas gifts, one of your bimbo elves will give the mom a random sex toy from the box. If she uses it on herself at any point, you receive a Bimbo Candy Cane.”
“Damn, that’s wild,” I said, glancing down at the two. They were still licking up my cum from each other’s faces and kissing. That was hot. And right now, things were paused. If there were moms with kids waiting, they were outside.
I was in my pavilion. My gaze flicked to the toy box that had magically appeared in my tent. I didn’t need to click on the link to find out if this App was magic. I just had to watch the two air-headed elves to know.
“I got to get me some of that pussy, Franny,” I said.
Franny broke the kiss with Vivian and glanced up at me. “Ooh, ooh, Santy Claus wants to fuck my pussy with his biggie dick! Yay!”
I did have a big dick now. The App had engorged me and given me a real Santa beard.
“And while I fuck you, if you want to lick up more of my cum, there’s plenty in Vivian’s pussy!” I added.
“There is!” Vivian bounced up, her big tits jiggling in her boob tube. “I have so muchy of Santy Claus’s cummies in my pussy! Licky them all out of me, Franny! That’s what a goody elf does!”
“I’m such a goody elf!” Franny exclaimed and clapped her hands together. “A goody woody elfy-slut for Santy Claus!”
“Damn straight,” I growled as I rose from my chair. “Vivian, sit your cute keister on the chair.”
“Righty-o, Santy Claus!” Vivian darted to the chair and pressed her face into the chair, thrusting out her rump at us. Her legs spread wide, Cum dripped down her thighs toward the tops of her stockings. She wiggled her hips.
“Vivian, what are you doing?” I asked.
“Sitting on my cute kisser,” she answered.
“Keister,” I said, shaking my head. “Your ass!”
“Oooooh,” she said. “That makes sensey sense!”
She spun around and planted her rump on the chair. She threw her legs over the armrest, her shaved pussy smeared in my jizz on full display. She looked so happy as my cum dripped out of her pussy. Franny crawled forward, her cute ass shaking back and forth. I was so eager to fuck the hot wife’s pussy and cuck that guy in the suit.
His wife was my bimbo-elf now. I owned her pussy. Her big boobs. Her pointed ears. I had claimed her with the magic of the app, utterly brainwashing her into being my happy bimbo-elf. And boy was she happy.
“Yay, Santy Claus’s cummies in Vivian’s nummy yummy pussy twat!” squealed Franny before she buried her face into Vivian’s barely legal cunt.
Vivian gasped, her eyes widening as the MILF ate her pussy. Vivian’s pointed ears twitched. She groaned, shoving up her boob tube so her big tits spilled out. She had a nice pair of natural Double D’s-the main reason I hired her. Franny had maybe F-cups thanks to her silicone implants.
I dropped to my knees and pushed up Franny’s skirt. I slid the green fabric lined in white fur over her plump ass. Her trimmed, black bush dripped with her juices. She was so eager for this. I smiled and pressed my cock right against her married pussy.
I’d been lucky to buy a lot lizard once or twice a year to get my dick sucked, now I had two sexy bimbo-elves at my beck and call. I smiled as I thrust my cock into Franny’s pussy. She moaned into her fellow bimbo’s cunt as I filled her up.
“Santy Claus’s biggie candy cane!” she moaned. “It’s so yummy and nummy in my pussy twat!”
“Ooh, ooh, I lovey having his biggie cock in me!” gasped Vivian. She smiled at me as I savored the MILF’s hot twat. “You pumped all your Christmasy cheer into me. Thank you, Santy Claus.”
“Any fucking time,” I groaned as I drew back my cock, savoring Franny’s hot pussy squeezing around me. She had a juicy snatch. “Damn, that’s good. Ho, ho, ho!”
I liked to bellow that now. It felt so right as I fucked into the hot wife’s pussy. I buried into her cunt, my nuts slapping into her trimmed bush. I loved the feel of her hot snatch gripping my dick. It was a fantastic rush to fuck into her cunt again and again.
I pounded her with force. I loved how great it felt to fuck her pussy. I pounded her cunt with such hard strokes. I thrust into her married snatch again and again, gripping her hips. She moaned into Vivian’s cunt.
“Santy Claus!” Vivian moaned, her legs, draped over the armrests, kicking. “She’s all lickedying up your cummies!”
“Such goody yummy jizzies!” gasped the hot wife. I fucked her hard, her ears twitching as she enjoyed her feast. “I have to reach so deepy into her pussy twat to find it all!”
“So deepy deep!” squealed Vivian, the blonde bimbo-elf’s head tossing. Her big boobs jiggled.
I loved the sight of those lovely tatas bouncing as she squirmed on the chair. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing. It was a wonderful sight to watch her trembling through all her passion as the MILF ate her cunt.
I fucked the married bimbo-elf harder. Her husband would never get to enjoy her pussy again. Just me. Only my dick would get to fuck her. I owned her. A big smile spread on my lips at that idea. I owned my bimbo-elves.
They were my property.
“Fuck, yes,” I growled as I thrust to the hilt in her cunt. I fucked her with force, reveling in that delicious pussy around me. “Damn, that’s good. You have an amazing pussy!”
“Yay!” squealed Franny, her cunt clamping down on my cock. “My pussy is amazying and awesomey and Santy Claus loves it!”
“Do you love my pussy, Santy Claus?” whimpered Vivian.
“Of course I fucking do,” I growled, slamming hard into Vivian, her pussy clenching down on my cock. “You have a great twat. Just fucking fantastic!”