A Box of Holiday Cheer

The Holidays finally were over, and Ed couldn't have been happier.

The last week had been a blur; between all the end-of-year work he had to finish at his job, the flurry of preparing for the holidays, and spending the last few days with his family at the home he grew up in, he was exhausted. What was supposed to be a "Christmas Vacation" ended up being more work than his day to day life.

It had been like that for a few years now. Ed was by all accounts a very nice and thoughtful guy, but with that often came a certain level of expectation that he'd be the one to put in extra work around the house to get everything ready for the big day, or that he'd be the responsible one in the family who'd keep things running smoothly once all the other guests arrived.

He was happy to do it, but it was certainly work, and in the mess of it all, it was usually Ed that ended up forgotten by others.

All this certainly did a number to erode the 'Christmas Magic' he still remembered from growing up. Of course now he could recognize a lot of that magic was the work others did for him back then, so he had no qualms repaying that kindness, but one thing was for sure: The holidays hadn't felt the same for him in a long, long while.

It was all that which made the end of the holiday season come as a relief, and as he finally pulled into the driveway of his apartment building, he let out a contented sigh just to have some peace and quiet.

Gathering his things and shuffling up the stairs to his apartment, he struggled with his keys for a moment before finally unlocking the door, giving it a kick open before dropping off his bags in the foyer.

He was half tempted to B-line for the bedroom and take a nap right there and then, but as he walked briskly through his living room, he stopped short, back-peddling a few steps and turning to something that had caught his eye.

There were a few Christmas decorations in his apartment including a small, plastic tree he had set up before leaving for his 'vacation.' That's not what stood out though: instead, under the tree there was a sizable metal box, styled after a Christmas present. Thing is, he certainly had not put it there himself.

Slow to approach the box, Ed looked over and around it before kneel beside the tree himself. The box was made of a thin metal and perfectly square, all of which was only about half a meter in length, width, and height. The top had a small bow and a closed lid, but with no clear way to open it. As he looked around it, however, Ed located what seemed to be a metal crank protruding from the side of the box.

At that, it clicked.

It was a jack-in-the-box, only scaled up from the handheld size of the original toy.

In a mix of curiosity and confusion, Ed reached for the metal crank, and as he did his hand brush against a small tag. Plucking it from the handle and reading it, all it stated was a curt:

"To: Ed, From: Santa"

Looking between the tag and the box, Ed slowly reached back for the handle and started to crank the jack-in-a-box.

From inside, he could hear a music box playing the tune of 'We wish you a Merry Christmas,' and right when the song reached its conclusion, the lid of the box exploded open with surprising force, but what emerged from the box wasn't the jester he expected.

No, it was a woman, a beautiful one at that, but from the waist down, her body was a thickly coiled spring.

Springing from the box with her hands in the air and a bright smile on her face, the girl happily bounced back and forth on her coil. She was a smaller woman, but even so the fact that she fit into such a small box seemed like magic in of itself.

She was dressed in a red and green elf costume, though one that was clearly tailored for adult audiences, more akin to a 'Sexy Santa' costume with a white fur trim lining the girl's surprisingly ample cleavage. The toy had a pair of oversized, cartoonish white gloves on each hand, with a similarly toyish red circle painted on each of her cheeks to resemble blush, all topped off with a tiny elf hat with bells on the end atop her bright red hair.

The surprise didn't end there though: As she triumphantly emerged from her box, the almost-lifesized toy moved on her own, and reaching her gloves out towards Ed and pulling herself towards her, she gave him a passionate kiss on his lips.

"Merry Christmas!!" She announced playfully as she broke from the kiss, the motion sending her bouncing back and forth atop her spring.

Each new bounce also sent her chest bouncing and swaying with her, something Ed instinctually found himself staring at before snapping out of it, touching his lip for a moment as if to see if that kiss was real, if any of this was real, or if he was more sleep deprived than he thought. Calmly, more calm than he should have been frankly, he looked her over once more and spoke up.

"...what? Hey, um, Miss... Who... What are you exactly?" He stammered trying to find the right words. The toy seemed unfazed though, bouncing forward to caress his chin with one finger seductively before answering.

"I'm your Christmas gift of course! Santa saw just how good you've been and how hard you've been working to make the season special for others that he wanted to repay you for all your help with, well, me!!"

At that, she threw her hands in the air again as if to add some flourish, again sending her curves bouncing in Ed's face as the bells on her hat gave a little jingle. Still stunned, Ed's eyes drifted to how alluring the toy looked before he responded.

"That's, um... very thoughtful of him? But I think I'm a bit old for dolls."

With a giggle, the toy leaned forward on her spring again, practically shoving her chest in her new owner's face. Putting on a playful, pouty expression and placing her gloved hands on her hips, she spoke up.

"Do I look like some kiddie toy? No; I'm a doll that was made just. For. You." She continued, inching her lips closer to his with each new emphasis. Ed blushed, the woman now so close she could kiss him again at any moment, but instead she teased him with a seductive tone.

"And I can think of a lot of ways for you to play with me, big boy. Ways you'll never get bored with me. Wanna guess what those ways are?"

Holding that tension for a moment, Ed blushed some more as he thought of a way to answer that.

Before he could though, the Jill-in-the-box reached out and hugged his head so that his face ended up buried in her cleavage. Jiggling her whole body on her spring, she caressed her owner's hair as she bit her lip at the feeling of his face pressed between her breasts.

Breaking from the embrace, Ed fell back on his ass in surprise, to which the toy giggled happily at not just the stunned expression on his face, but the visible stiffness in his pants. Still trying to make sense of the situation despite how turned on he was, he questioned the toy again.

"But- but you're alive! Toys don't move and talk and- well jiggle on their own! And what about-"

Stopping him short, the toy scootched her box closer to him, leaning back on her spring to send herself rocking forward. Now over top of him, she took his hands and pulled him to sit back up. As she did, she now had him in an embrace, kissing him lovingly once more.

At that, Ed broke: He kissed the woman back and melted at her touch. Enjoying this for a moment, he felt her lips linger on his before hearing her speak up.

"Don't look a gift-toy in the mouth, ok? And of course I'm alive, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do... this!"

As she said that, the toy tried to lean over to reach for his pant's zipper, but her metal coil kept on sending her springing back upright with a playful 'boing!'

After a few fruitless attempts, the toy rolled her eyes, looking back to her new owner.

"Help a girl out here, will ya?"

Only then realizing what she was trying to do, Ed blushed a deep red. All the same, he wasn't about to tell the toy no. Looking around, he locked eyes with her. Gone were his reservations, just a need for her touch.

"Ok, but... Bedroom?" He said, motioning down the hall.

Hearing this, the toy, smiled genuinely and nodded, her whole frame bouncing with each nod. Ed turned towards the bedroom, about to get up and take her by the hand, but he felt as she tugged his arm. Looking back at her, she had her arms up towards him.

"Actually, put me back in my box for a moment and carry me like that, ok? Besides... I like to make an entrance."

Hearing that, Ed bit his lip and agreed. He leaned back down, placing his hands on the toy, getting a proper feel for her for the first time. She was soft to the touch, make of plush fabric and stuffing from the waist up with her spring connected to the bottom of her box below. Unsure of what to do, he looked to the toy for a moment, stopping for a moment as she reached over and kissed him again.

In a soft, reassuring tone, she whispered in his ear.

"I'm a toy. You can be a little rough, trust me."

At that, he took the toy's advice and pressed her down towards the open lid of the box. With ease, she contorted into the space, the trickiest part being getting the girl's massive tits through the opening. As her body and arms folded into place, she shot him one more wink, encouraging for him to press her head down. As he did, the lid closed, and it was back to as if the box was never opened.

"That's going to take some getting used to," Ed remarked, but quickly his attention turned back to more pressing mattered.

Scooping up the surprisingly light box, he darted off to his bedroom. Quick to step in and lock the door behind him out of a sense of caution, he looked down to the box in his arms with a smirk.

Setting it down in front of the standing mirror he kept in the corner of his bedroom. He nervously knelt down in front of the box, and after a sigh, began to spin the crank.

As the music box played and slowly reached its conclusion, he bit his lip as the last note sounded off, and all at once his toy exploded from her box once more. Immediately, it became evident what she meant by 'making an entrance.'

There, as the toy sprang forward from her box, she was almost entirely naked. Save for her cartoonish gloves and the little elf hat on her head, the rest of her outfit had vanished. The only thing on her torso was a little sash that connected her frame to her spring coil.

Seeing this, Ed's jaw dropped. The toy's chest was right at eye level for him as he knelt on the floor, but before he could do anything, he felt the toy's finger glide down to his chin and lift his gaze to meet hers. Guiding him to stand up, now it was him who towered over the toy. Still, she knew she had him exactly where she wanted him, speaking up in a sultry tone.

"Like what you see? Well, big boy, if you're done with your questions, I can finally be yours... all I need is a name."

Hearing this, Ed shook off his aroused stupor and replied.

"Oh! I'm Ed." He replied candidly, to which the toy rolled her eyes with a giggle.

"Well, Ed. I meant you have to give me a name. If I'm going to be your toy, you gotta make me yours, and that starts with naming me."

Blushing a bit at blundering such a simple question, he thought for a moment before answering.

"How about... Joy? Seems appropriate."

Without skipping a beat, Ed heard as his zipper was undone, the doll eagerly dropping his pants and motioning for him to do the same with his shirt. She spoke up, more than a bit hot and bothered herself.

"Joy the Toy, yea? I love it. Now then, owner," She paused, pulling him closer and looking up at the now shirtless Ed.

"Now for the fun part of you making me yours."

Without another word, Ed watched as Joy dropped his boxers, took his member with her lips, and slipped him into her mouth.

The spring of the jill-in-the-box propelled her to slide him as deep into her as he could go, then pull her back, so she had to tightly wrap her lips onto him just to hold on, all before repeating the cycle.

With each motion, her tits bounced as well, all while her gloved hands caressed his waist and pulled him in closer.

She did all this as if she was starved, like in that moment she finally had what she was made for, and she was not about to let it go.

Ed was in bliss, and hearing the eager moans Joy was making below, it encouraged him to enjoy it even more.

This went on for some time, Joy taking as much as her new owner as she could manage, and as his confidence grew, Ed took his new toy by the hair and puppeted her to blow him that much more passionately.

Eventually, he felt as his toy slipped him out of her mouth. He was only confused for a second though as she 'stood' upright on her spring, lining up his shaft with her chest, and wrapping her tits around him.

Now bouncing up and down while her gloves hands held him in place. Ed's knees practically went weak at the sensation. Seeing this, Joy spoke up in a deeply sensual tone.

"I know you've been such a good boy this year, Ed. You deserve a toy like me. Someone you don't need to fret over, someone whos here to please you. Someone who needs you not for what you do, but for how you make me feel."

Through his bated breath, Ed responded.

"How-How do I make you feel?"

With a smirk, she squeezed her chest around his member as tight as she could and thrusted down. It was all too much; in that moment Ed found himself covering the toy's chest and face with all the pent-up desire that had gone unrelieved for the last few weeks. This was almost too much for Joy. Being launched into an orgasm herself; she held on as tightly as she could and for as long as she could, soaking it all in and barely managing to answer her owner.

"Like~aaahhhhh... Like the luckiest toy in the world."

At that, the toy fell inanimate, a toyish smile appearing on her face as her arms dropped limply to the side, swaying back and forth on her spring. In that moment, it was as if the toy had always been inanimate, no sign of life beyond a little glisten in her eye.

Truthfully though, inside and out she was perfectly content. She had fulfilled her purpose, and the warmth that covered her face and chest evidence enough that she belonged to Ed now.

She finally had an owner, one who'd love her, and that was her Christmas gift.

--- That Night ---

After a shower and a nap, Ed did finally feel replenished from the chaos of the holiday season.

As he sat on his couch, lounging on his computer, he couldn't help but smile. He never would have thought it, but one gift, one toy, breathed magic back into the holiday season for him. Sure, it didn't hurt that it was a literal magical toy, but that wasn't important.

Instead, every time he glanced over to the closed jill-in-the-box that was placed under the tree across from him, he smiled a bit brighter. He had cleaned Joy off and pressed the inanimate toy back into her box for later play.

He even got a little bit of pleasure imagining the toy's smiling face and beautiful body currently contorted in her small metal box, waiting for the moment she'd hear that music box starting to play once more.

He wondered what she must be dreaming about... if she already wanted him to play with her once more.

That thought alone was enough to get Ed riled up once more, and so as he scooped up the box and headed to the bedroom, he knew Joy was waiting in anticipation for what was to come next.

And as she emerged from her box, still topless, her eyes were eyes hungrier than ever, as if he had left her box in the closet for months and not a few hours. She had a taste of what her new life would be and she wanted more.

 At that, Ed heard as she announced her entrance.

"Knew you couldn't get enough of me. Sooo..." She paused, pulling Ed close to kiss him passionately before finishing her thought in a seductive tone.

"Got some more of that 'Christmas Cheer' for me?"