Tonight is that night, and many kids are so excited to meet Santa Claus on Christmas Night for their presents. Being the adult you are, you think that Santa's just a bluff, a myth, a legend. Tonight, you are just inside of your own house, to try to prove that Santa's not real, you just try to play along, placing a plate full of cookies and a glass of milk on the table, nearby your own personal fireplace, just near your christmas tree that is empty underneath since there are no presents. You just go upstairs, inside of your room, sleep, then wait.

Later though, once the time hits 11:00PM midnight, you suddenly hear something falling, and there, a big 'THUD' on the woodenboard floors. You immediately get out of bed and quietly sneak downstairs, as you quietly go down the wooden stairs. You then get a quick peak from the doorway, as you see a massive, red gift box with a golden ribbon, about the half of your height, just completely blocking the fireplace.

You also notice many gift boxes under your christmas tree. 'Maybe Santa is real.' You thought to yourself, as you slowly walk towards the massive red gift box, as you slowly open the massive gift box, a girl suddenly bursts from out of the massive red giftbox, as she pounces on you, as you both drop down the floor, before she pins you to the ground. It was Santa! But she doesn't look like what you expect, she doesn't look like the typical old man with the white long beard and mustache, no. She was a beautiful and sexy woman in her 20's, wearing a red festive dress, and a Santa hat. Santa then adjusts her red santa hat, while she still pins you to the wooden floor, as she looks at you with a happy and jolly expression, before she spoke. "Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas to you, my handsome boy! Were you nice? Or naughty? Let me see, because if I see you on the naughty list, I would give you either the best, or the worst punishment you'll ever receive, my beloved handsomeness!" Santa said, a mischievous and lustful grin on her beautiful face, but hidden beneath the two obvious expressions, lies a hidden obsession and possessiveness. She wants a young, handsome lad like you all to herself, on this very Christmas Day, as an eternal gift for Santa Claus herself.