Scarlett grinned as she looked at herself in the mirror.

“Dang, looking good girl!”

She had put her daughter to bed over an hour ago and spent the time tidying up around the house. She took a shower and had just finished drying off before slipping into her outfit for the rest of the night: a sexy little elf costume, complete with little white ruffles at the hem of the green skirt and a pair of adorable candy-cane tights. She turned left and right in the mirror, checking out her cleavage and eyeing her shapely thighs. She was looking forward to her plans for tonight.

Slipping on a pair of green pumps, she made her way downstairs to the living room. The Christmas tree stood in the corner, its multi-colored lights providing the room’s only illumination. She eyed the plate of cookies and the glass of milk that she and her daughter had placed on the tv stand earlier in the evening. She smiled as she moved across the room, placing her cell phone down on the table. She sent a quick text message, grinning as she received the reply. Reaching over, she opened the small, grey box that she had placed on the table earlier. She pulled out the cylindrical device and touched a button. The screen lit up immediately, displaying diagnostics as it booted up. She waited for the home screen to appear and punched a few buttons.

The device hummed as she typed in the last few ratio factors. She smiled as she turned the emitter toward her, closing her eyes. Moments later there was a sharp pop, and she felt electricity surging through her body. Quickly, she powered down the device and dropped it back into the box, struggling with the slightly larger lid.

She turned around to look at the room. The electrical feeling in her body had passed, but the effects of the matter compressor were already taking effect. She heard the ground squeaking underneath as her feet and shoes shifted, sliding along as they gradually reduced in size. This was always her favorite part of the shrinking experience and she was loving every moment.

She had already lost around half a foot and was continuing to lose around an inch per second. The table was rising up to meet her chest as the ceiling climbed away high above her. She giggled as she walked across the room, the trip taking around twice as long as it did before. She dwindled away, step by step as she reached the tv stand. Huffing, she leapt up, planting her bottom on the edge as her legs dangled down, her feet and shoes rising away from the floor. She laughed one last time, her voice now soft and squeaky as she went from small to tiny. Finally, the shrinking slowed and stopped, leaving the sexy little elf woman a mere six inches tall.

She stood up and peered around the room. Everything was huge! The wood was so much more detailed beneath her feet; the floor was a scary distance below; and the cookies, once snack sized, were now bigger than any cookie-cake she’d ever seen! She giggled as she tore off a little chunk and tasted the sweet ginger and sugar. The glass of milk was too tall for her to even hope to handle, so she just sat, chewing on the cookie chunk as she waited for a very special visitor.

She didn’t have long to wait. Less than ten minutes later, she heard the click of the lock and the front door swung open. A large man, dressed from head to toe in red and white, gently stepped in, carrying a large sack over his shoulder. He closed the door, locking it before making his way over toward the tree.

Scarlett jumped up and down, waving wildly.

“Santa! Santa!”

The man heard the tiny little squeaks and peered over, spotting the adorable little elf woman hopping up and down on the TV stand.

“Ho! Ho! Ho! Well if it isn’t my little house elf! Merry Christmas to you!”

“Merry Christmas, Santa!” she squeaked back.

“Ho! Ho! Ho! So, I understand a little girl and her mom live here, is that correct?”

Scarlett nodded her head emphatically.

“So, what about this little girl? Has she been good this year?”

Scarlett gave a tiny thumbs up. “She has been the sweetest little thing you could ever expect!”

“Ho! Ho! Good! I have a couple of presents for her then.”

Santa put down the sack and rummaged through, pulling out a few brightly wrapped boxes and placing them beneath the tree.

“And how about the mom, Scarlett? Has she been good?”

Scarlett smirked. “A little spicy sometimes, but about as good as she can.”

“Ho! Ho! Ho! I see! Well, I’ve got a little something for her too!”

Santa took out another box. He paused, lowering the present to the floor.

“Here! You can help me with this one!”

Santa reached over and plucked the little elf up into the air, eliciting a squeak from the little helper. Lowering her to the ground, he placed her before the large box. Scarlett ran forward and pressed against the box, grunting as she slowly pushed it toward the tree.

“Ho! Ho! Ho! Give it your best try!”

Scarlett huffed and puffed as she finally got the box into place beneath the tree. She collapsed onto her bottom, breathing heavily. Santa chuckled as he picked her up again, dropping her down next to the plate of cookies. He broke off a chunk and offered it to her. She squeaked happily and nibbled at the sweet treat.

“And what of you, my little one? Have you been good this year as well?”

Scarlett frowned. “I’m sorry Santa, but I’m afraid I haven’t been a very good elf this year.”

“Oh Ho, No?” Santa inquired.

Scarlett shook her head. “No, Santa. No matter how I try, I just can’t stop being a naughty little elf. Especially around the boys, Santa.”

“Ho Ho Ooh...I see. A naughty little minx, huh? Well, I’m afraid all you’ll get for Christmas is coal then.”

He rummaged in his sack again before producing a small bottle of Cole brand cherry-flavored lube, placing it next to her. She laughed.

“Santa! I don’t think that’s going to be very helpful at my size!”

Santa laughed too. “Ho Ho I suppose Not. Well, I guess I don’t have anything for you then.”

“Oh no, Santa,” Scarlett said as she walked forward and knelt next to his gigantic hand, caressing his index finger in her tiny hands.

“I know I’m a naughty little elf, but I can be nice too...for you….”

“Ho Ho Ohh!” Santa said as she slipped the tip of his finger into her mouth, sucking on it just a little before letting it slide back out. Scarlett reached up and slipped off the straps of her costume, pulling it down a little and revealing her ample breasts. She took the finger again and touched the tip to her chest.

“Ohh, I see!” Santa said as he slowly began to massage her tiny breasts, the tip of his finger teasing her hardening nipples. Scarlett leaned back, puffing out her chest, breathing deeply as the giant caressed her. It was the part she had been waiting for all week.

“Mmm, oh, that feels so nice,” she gently cooed as she stood up. She unzipped herself from behind, allowing the dress to slip down her tiny frame, exposing herself to the giant man above her. Beckoning him with her finger, she sat down and extended a tiny leg.

“Help a little elf girl out, won’t you big boy?”

The man wasted no time in helping her remove the candy-cane hose, peeling it from her little body and exposing her tiny feet. He leaned down, pressing his lips to her tiny soles as she laughed, her toes wriggling happily from the ticklish sensation. She stood up as the giant man wrapped his fingers around her, lifting her up into the air. She gasped as her feet left the stand, dangling in the air as she hovered in front of the giant face.

“Ho Ho I think I know...what you want….” he said in a terribly failed rhyme. She laughed then squeaked as he opened her palm, positioning her on her hands and knees, her tiny bum in the air.

“But first, for being so naughty this year,” he said as he pulled back his finger. With a single motion, he flicked her tiny ass, causing her to yelp. She blushed as she looked back, seeing preparing for another finger spank. He flicked her bottom three more times and each time she responded with another tiny squeak.

“Had enough, little one?” he asked as he stared down at her little pink bottom. As much as she wanted to say ‘no’, she squeaked out a “yes,” and gasped as he flipped her onto her back.

“Ho! Ho! Good, because then I have something else for you.”

He leaned down, pressing his lips to her tiny chest, causing her to cry out. His tongue touched her breasts, and he teased her miniature mounds with the tip, darting it over her nipples and around her curves. Her squeaks soon changed to moans as she arched her back, enjoying the sensations rippling through her body.

With a single finger, he parted her legs and she pivoted her hips in anticipation, begging for his touch. He soon obliged her, pressing the tip of his pinky against her tiny sex as she moaned louder. He pulled it away, observing the wet spot she had left behind on his skin.

“Looks like someone is enjoying themselves,” he said with a grin. She didn’t even have time to answer as he pressed his tongue to her slit, licking her up and down her thighs and darting in and around her tiny vulva. She moaned in her high pitched voice as she gyrated, humping herself against his humongous tongue every time it found its way back to her sex. He flicked her tiny clit with the organ, feeling her writhing in his palm as she began to build toward climax. When he felt she was just about to come, he pressed his tongue against her one last time, penetrating her as deep as he could with the wet, pulsing organ. She screamed as she orgasmed, bucking against his gigantic tongue as she felt wave after wave of sensation ripple through her. A few moments later, she lay exhausted, panting in his palm as she struggled to catch her breath.

“Ho ho ho, looks like I had a gift for you after all,” he said with a smirk. Scarlett rolled her eyes at the corny reply, but giggled too, enjoying the warmth of his palm in her post-coital state.

“Now, I’m afraid I have to go. There are many good children around the world to deliver toys to-”

“Wait!” she squeaked, sitting up in his palm. He turned to look at her and she blushed.

“You can’t go Santa! You just can’t! Not until I return the favor….”

He blinked then his eyes went wide.

“Ho Ho...Oooooh!” he said. She giggled as she peered down toward his red trousers.

“Put me down and pull it out,” she said with a wink.

The man wasted little time in obliging, setting the tiny, naked, little elf woman down and undoing his belt. He removed his pants and underwear, revealing the massive erection that was hiding beneath. Walking forward, he slapped his eight inch long manhood down in front of her with a thump. She gasped.

“Mmm, now that’s what I’m talking about!”

Scarlett walked forward and knelt down, putting her tiny hands on the long, fleshy shaft. She felt it quiver as Santa inhaled sharply, indicating to her that she was doing the right thing. She massaged the soft skin with her hands, hearing the giant man’s rhythmic breathing as her tiny fingers worked their magic.

“Well, if you liked that….”

Scarlett swung her leg over, mounting the huge erection with her tiny body. She lay down, spreading herself down the length as she began to drag her still soaking pussy over the skin.

“H-Ho ohhhhh,” Santa moaned, as the tiny little elf rode his ready cock. She giggled as she began to thrust against him, gyrating her hips. She looked up and caught the giant man watching her tiny ass with interest as she crawled down his length. Reaching the head, she wrapped her arms around it and kissed it.

“Ohhh!” the man moaned more loudly as she pressed her tiny tongue to it, licking the sensitive head as she continued to thrust against him. She felt his dick pulsing as blood rushed to it.

“Oh, Scarlett, I’m gonna…” the giant man yelled out, breaking character.

“Wait!” she yelled as she swung off, planting her feet back on the ground. She stood in front of the head, the gigantic slit aiming directly at her as she pressed her tongue against it again.

“Okay!” she yelled as she caressed the giant penis. Santa grabbed his dick and grunted as he began to pump it himself with his massive hand. Seconds later he exploded, a blast of hot, white semen hitting Scarlett in her chest, pushing her back. She squealed with excitement as the next blast caught her again, drenching her face and chest. She fell as the man continued to cum, leaving her mostly covered in the sticky white substance as he moaned one last time, finished. She sputtered, wiping the semen from her eyes the best she could and tasting the salty liquid in her mouth. Sitting up, she peered at the world through her one good eye, looking up at the red-faced man who was panting from orgasm. She laughed.

“Looks like we both got gifts!” she half-laughed, half-panted as she tried to catch her own breath, her tiny chest heaving.

“Heh...yea,” the man said, pulling off the warm Santa hat and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“How about some cleanup over here, big guy?”

Her boyfriend laughed as he scooped her up, carrying her toward the sink so he could clean her off. She smiled as he carried her over: finding a decent guy who didn’t mind that she had a kid was hard enough, but one that also indulged her shrinking fetish? This was like winning the lottery.

She stood by the sink as he filled a pot with warm water before diving in, rubbing his semen from her face and body as she bobbed in the water. He laughed as she surfaced one final time, making her way to the edge of the pot and leaning on the metal rim. He reached down and gently pulled back her hair from her face.

“Merry Christmas, Scarlett,” he said to her with a smile.

She smiled back.

“Merry Christmas.”