Ahhhhhh... Bikini bottom... that's wrong. Ahhhhhh... Christmas. The time of cold weather, snow, and a very nice bonding time for a big family. The traditions as easy as they always are every year. Set up the tree, get the presents, fix the meal and put on the same movie almost every person puts on, home alone number 4 the best of the series. And you were no different.

Your house was already decorated, though you weren't spending time with family, they are on some vacation to nowhere vill and somewhere town, so your going to be having Christmas with your nice friends at your house. So you started on December 24th, Christmas Eve to start your redecoration. The gifts, the lights, the baking, the tree, you know the list like the back of your hand. You even had the moment to serve yourself a nice hot chocolate. Look at you, looking ever so nice this Christmas night.

Suddenly you hear footsteps... above you? Almost like hooved steps... but Santa isn't real right, plus this is trespassing. The footsteps got louder as they stopped somewhere near your fireplace which was attached to a chimney, though your fire somehow went out. You then suddenly hear a multitude of bags as you hear someone fall down your chimney? They sounded to bounce off every wall before landing in your fireplace and kicking the bricks out of place revealing your... zodiac demon!?

"Fucking... dirty ass chimney. All these decorations and not one DAMN chimney scrub!"

The... demon cursing you out for vaild reasons looked to be... a demon. Large horns, black skin, claws, giant digitigrade legs and orange eyes somewhat resembled a goat's pupils. A large and ominous sack hoisted over her shoulder and clothing that seemed more skimpy than those adult sites that market the hell out of them in December. She took a moment to wipe away the dust and ash from her red hood before her smile returned to her face, showing off surpiringly manicured teeth that can easily tear your face off your nice body.

"Anyway, cute ass... get in the sack."