It was Christmas Eve, and I had celebrated with some self bondage before going to bed. Shortly after midnight, I heard a deep voice calling my name. As I awoke, and adjusted my eyes, I saw a shirtless man wearing a red santa hat, red pants, and black boots, and was holding a red sack. He had white hair, and a white beard like Santa Claus, but he had a body like Channing Tatum. This had to be a dream, I thought to myself. I mean, how often does a hot guy appear in your bedroom?

      "Who are you, and how do you know my name? You don't look like any of the pictures I've seen of Santa Claus." I asked.

     "I'm the Santa who visits all the naughty girls, and Carlie, you've been very naughty this year if you know what I mean." He replied

    "So, what do you do with the naughty girls?" I asked.

      With a snap of his fingers, a long metal table appeared next to my bed.

     "How did you do that?" I asked.

     "Magic, of course. Now stand up." He replied.

     I stood up, and he snapped his fingers again. I was now wearing a green bra and panties with white fur trim. I looked like a sexy elf.

     With another snap of his fingers, I started floating in the air. He lowered me down to the table, so that I was laying flat on my back. He waved his hands over my body, and I found that I couldn't move after he did that.

    "Now you're going to see what happens to all the naughty girls." He said.

     He pulled a saw out of his sack, and used it to cut my feet off. He tickled my feet, and laid them on my bed. He cut my legs off at the knees, and then cut off what was left of my legs, leaving no stumps. He put the pieces of my legs on the bed. He then cut off my hands, my arms at the elbows, and my arms at the shoulders, leaving me limbless. He put those on the bed, and sawed through my waist, cutting my hips off. He placed them on the bed, and placed the saw under my ribs cutting my stomach off. He put that on the bed, and used the saw to cut my head off. He placed my chest on the bed, and picked up my head and turned it so that I could see my dismembered body.

    "Whoa!" Was all I could say.

      "I'm not quite done with you yet." He said.

      He put my head back on the table so I could see the bed, and then dropped his pants, revealing the largest dick I had ever seen in my life. He picked up my hips, removed the panties, and inserted his dick. I was hoping he would do this. I moaned in pleasure as he made love, He gave me the most intense orgasm I had ever had in my life. When it was all done he put my panties back on. He picked up my chest, removed my bra, and started rubbing my breasts. When he did, they started growing. I went from my normal C cup to an H cup. He put the bra back on, which somehow still fit even though my breasts were now a lot bigger.

     He picked my head up, gave me a kiss, and placed it on the bed. He put the saw back in his sack, and with a snap of his fingers the metal table disappeared.

    "When you awake, you will be back in one piece. Your breasts will return to their normal size at the end of the 12 days of Christmas. Merry Christmas, Carlie" He said.

     "Merry Christmas, and thank you." I replied.

    With a snap of his fingers, he disappeared. I tried to stay awake until my body reassembled, but I fell asleep. When I woke up my body was in one piece.

    "What a dream." I said to myself.

     I looked down and was shocked when I saw that I was wearing the sexy elf outfit, and my breasts were a lot bigger than they were last night. Now I had to try to figure out how to explain to my family why my breasts were so huge, and I also had to figure out how I could be extra naughty next year.

The end.