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 "I thought you knew where you were going," Tamara said.

   "I thought I did," Kendra said.

   "What kind of idiot breaks their GPS?" Holly demanded.

   "We'll get there," Kendra said.  These three lovely specimens were on
their way to an exclusive club, guaranteed admission due to their wealthy
families.  It promised to be every kind of party, and the three girls had
spent a fortune on the perfect costumes.  Luscious, red headed Tamara was
witch in a sexy, tight, slit leg dress.  Kendra was a mummy, though the
wrappings were unraveled from her lovely legs and her head to show off her
dark hair in an expensive `egyptian' coif and makeup that made her look
like a pharoah's wife.  Holly was made up like the bride of frankenstein,
and the makeup and hairdo suited her aloof sort of beauty perfectly.  These
three had nothing in their life but parties, cars, trips to europe and
desires to become models or actresses.  Yes, they were shallow, but that
alone would hardly put them on the naughty list.  However, as part of their
spoiled rich girl lifestyles, the three also loved toying with young men,
acting the part of devoted love until it was time to become manipulative
heart breakers.  They actually kept score, making a game out of which one
could do the most damage to the best men.

   They had no idea where they were.  They were all three surprised at the
deep but merry voice telling them, "You're not lost at all."

   "Who?" "What?" "Santa Claus?!"

   He was hovering next to their car in his magical sleigh.  "Your GPS
didn't malfunction.  That was my magic.  I brought you here."

   The three girls reacted the same way most women did.  How could anyone
resist Santa Claus?  Still, they were confused.  "Aren't you early this
year?"

   "The nice list has to wait, but I decided this year to get a jump on the
naughty list."

   "Naughty list?" Kendra said, suddenly worried.

   "Come on, out of the car."

   The girls got out, but Tamara complained, "We've got this party to get
to."

   "Not tonight, girls.  You're going to have some real fun trick or
treating." A pair of elves rushed from the sleigh, handing a candy bag to
each of the lovely girls.

   "Trick or treating?" Kendra asked.  She didn't know why, but she had a
real bad feeling about this.

   "First though, let's do something about those costumes." Santa snapped
his mittened hand and the two elves went about fixing up the girls'
costumes in a hurry.  It was just a blur of motion.  I hate to disappoint
my readers, but the girls weren't any more scantily clad than before.  They
didn't mind showing off a bit, so there was already plenty of leg and their
costumes were tight enough to show off their curves.  The make up was done
in a way that looked worthy of a holly wood movie.  There were other
changes as well that weren't visible yet, but would be before the night was
through.

   Each girl had also been handed a magical halloween bag.  Santa's sleigh
beeped as he activated the alarm, then he led the girls to the first house.
At the door, Holly asked, "What do we do?"

   Tamara complained, "This is stupid!"

   Kendra was the one who rang the doorbell.  It was answered by a smiling
little old man whos face lit up at the sight of the three sexy young
ladies. Kendra said, "Trick or treat!" The other two girls slumped in
defiance until the magical makeup the elves had applied forced their
movements.  With enthusiasm, unexpected even by them, they repeated, "Trick
or Treat Mr.  Groswell!"

   He was surprised that they knew his name, but then the girls didn't know
how they knew it either.  The giddy little fellow held out a couple bowls
of candy.  "It's usually one from each, but you girls can have as much as
you want."

   The girls glanced at Santa who shook his head.  So they each took just
the two pieces of candy apiece that Mr.  Groswell usually gave.  Then Santa
said, "These girls trade for their candy."

   "What are we supposed to give him?"

   "Tamara can go first."

   The two elves helped her out with that, moving so fast that no one
realized what had happened for a moment.  The top half of Tamara's with
dress was gone.  Her sexy knockers were magnificent in a skimpy black bra
that wasn't the one she started the evening with.  "AAAaaAAAHHAH!" She
clutched her candy bag in front of her chest, but Santa wasn't having that.
With a gesture, the magical make up made her lower her arms to give a great
look at that custom fitted bra that with the little purple bats on it.  It
was perfect for showing off her well rounded mediums.

   Mr.  Groswell's eyes got big behind his glasses.  "Are you sure I can't
give them any more candy?"

   Santa told him sympathetically, "That will have to do for now.  These
three girls have a lot of stops to make, so they can't give you any more."
The girls realized that this was going to continue.  They trembled at the
words, "a lot of stops".  Just how much of their costumes would Santa make
them give up?

   As they walked away, they felt the strange sensation of Santa's magical
travel.  He could move them to any house anywhere, so he was able to reach
the homes of deserving people who could appreciate the girls.  The next
home belonged to a lonely but friendly middle aged bachelor who was
ordinarily rather reserved.  Seeing the three sexy girls at his door,
Tamara in her revealing top, he wasn't even certain what to do. 
Fortunately Santa told him, "Just give them some candy, and they'll give
you something in return."

   "Santa," Kendra pleaded, "please don't make us do this." But even as she
said so, she moved to get her candy.  Once the girls had it, the two elves
did their thing.  Kendra was the one to surrender a piece of her mummy
costume.  The elves didn't move at their super speed.  The enjoyed the
suspense of unraveling the top of it.  Underneath Kendra was surprised to
see a white bra with a very flattering fit that had a pattern that
resembled bandages.  Like Tamara, Kendra's boobs were medium sized.  All
three girls were close to the same size tit, with just enough difference
for it to be evident.

   The man at the door kept moving his eyes from Tamara to Kendra.  Then he
turned to Holly, "Isn't she a bit overdressed." He almost couldn't believe
he said it himself.  Holly told him, "Shut up you perv!"

   "Now now," Santa said, "you're only getting what you deserve.  Holly
will keep her costume complete until the next house."

   She muttered, "No no no no no," as she looked down at her own body. 
When they got to the next house, Holly was trembling.  She really, really
wanted to keep the top to her costume, but, try as she might, she couldn't
resist the pull of the magic make up.  She was forced to ring the doorbell,
but as she did, she begged, "Please, please, please, Santa, don't make me
take my top off."

   "Okay Holly, you can keep it on this time."

   "WHAT?" Tamara and Kendra had both shouted that.  "That's not fair!" "We
had to do it!"

   Holly was stunned that her friends would turn on her like that, but I
doubt that you're surprised.  That surprise was a small one considering
Holly's shock when one of the elves ripped her skirt off instead of her
top. Under that was a pair of tight little black panties with a design
resembling bolts of electricity to go along with her bride of frankenstein
costume.

   That skirt had been torn off the instant after the door had opened, so
the goofy guy there was treated to the sight of her sudden stripping. 
"Excellent!" He looked around at everyone on his porch.  "I don't think I
get this, but I like it.  Here's your candy, girls." With sour expressions,
the girls all took a piece.  Kendra and Tamara started walking away
immediately, but Holly squirmed in place as she told the guy, "you can go
back in now."

   "It's a nice night out."

   Holly blushed profusely as she felt the magic push her along.  Her sexy
pantied ass was delightful as she walked away.  The electricity design was
even made specifically to curve with her butt.  She could tell it met with
approval considering the long, low whistle she heard.

   The girls in their partial costumes all whispered to each other.  "We're
going to another house!" "Are we going to have to keep taking things off?"
"No way!  Santa wouldn't do that to us." They believed that.  Of course
when the next door was answered the stripping continued.  "Trick or treat!"

   "Wow!" Two young and excited men could hardly close their eyes.

   Santa said, "You've been a good boy this year, Zane.  Which of these
girls is your favorite?"

   He had to converse with his friend first.  "The bride of Frankenstein is
sure hot." "Yeah but look at the tits on the witch." "Mummy girl looks like
my old girlfriend though." "She wasn't really your girlfriend." "Whatever.
Santa, I like the mummy."

   The three girls were all furiously blushing at the blatant sizing up and
ogling.  For Kendra it only got worse.  Santa told her, "Time for more
unraveling."

   "Really?" Zane and his pal said.

   "No," Kendra begged.  "No, not again, please.  Not for these two." It
wasn't as though any of the doors had been answered by anyone she would
want to show off for, but she was panicked.

   Kendra gave a whimpering sort of shriek as she moved against her will.
She stood straight up and put her arms in the air.  One of the elves
grabbed the end of one of her mummy bandages and started spinning around
her just slowly enough to make it suspenseful.  Then, it flicked off and
poor Kendra was reduced to bra and panties, white with a mummy bandage sort
of pattern.  "OOooOoH!  I'm naked!"

   "Not even close," Zane said, "but you look great.  Here's your candy."

   Kendra quivered in embarrassment as they moved on to the next house. 
She looked adorable, glancing around and holding herself for comfort.  When
they got to the next door though, the magical make up had her acting her
part, except of course for her sour little frown.  "Trick or treat!"

   "Damn!  What do I have to do for a good trick?"

   Santa's ho ho ho resounded at the wit, but he said, "I think you'll like
the trade of treats better.  Give them some candy and you can have either
the top off of the bride of frankenstein or the skirt from the witch."

   "I've got lots of extra candy if I can get both!"

   "Good idea, George.  You've been extra good this year.  You can have
both."

   Tamara and Holly both squirmed and protested, "No!" "Just take hers!"

   Several pieces of candy were dropped into all three bags.  Kendra, much
to her relief, stepped back, letting her two friends take center stage so
to speak.  Holly was popping her top to reveal the sexy tight, uplifting
black bra with a pattern of electricity to match her panties.  Kendra was
unfastening the side of her skirt as she complained, "This is the last stop
isn't it?"

   Santa grinned, "You'll have to see.  Drop that skirt."

   She stood there with a furious expression as everyone looked her bra and
panty clad body up and down.

   All three girls had been reduced to revealing underwear, but they hadn't
yet given up any of the real hidables.  The next house was the stop for
that.  "Trick or Treat!" The suspense was terrible for the girls.  Was
Santa really going to make them take more off than they had?  He was.  He
told the happy young man at that door, "The girls are wearing itty bitty
thongs under those panties.  If you'd like, you can see one."

   "Really?  Oh wow!  Which one?" At the urging of Santa's elves, the girls
turned around so that their butts could be chosen from.  Much to their
chagrin, the magic that controlled their movements compelled them to thrust
their hips back in sexy booty poses.  After several moments of horrible
suspense, the girls heard, "It's hard to choose.  I guess if I have to have
one, I want to see the bride of frankenstein."

   "Good choice," Santa said as though any choice wouldn't have been. 
"Holly, give the man your panties.

   "Really?" he said, happily eyeing his new property.

   Holly whined, "Don't make me do this Santa!  I don't want this guy
seeing my ass!  NO WAIT!" Against her will, she was sliding her panties
down.  She pulled them down her legs, past her calves and stepped out. 
There it was, a gloriously firm young ass that was pushed back into that
same sexy pose again.  Holly wasn't even able to complain.  She just looked
away as she handed her panties back.

   Once he had the underwear in one hand, his other hand reached forward
pantomiming a grab.  "Is this against the rules?"

   "Is what against the rules?" Holly said, looking over her shoulder.

   "Go ahead!" the elves chimed together.

   Holly squealed as she felt a good squeezing grab on her right cheek. 
The instant the magical make up let her move, she darted away and turned in
place.  Santa boomed out, "Happy Halloween!" and they were off to the next
stop.

   Kendra and Tamara kept glancing at each other nervously.  They knew that
if it had happened to Holly it would happen to them.  Neither of them
wanted to say it or even think about it.  They were both just hoping that
the other one would be first to drop her panties.  Under the control of the
magic make up, their voices were loud, but their nervousness did show when
they said, "Trick or treat!"

   "Well I'll be damned," an old man said seeing them.  He was faster than
his age would have suggested when he brought over two bowls of candy for
the girls.  "Take as much as you want!"

   Holly, much to her own surprise, turned in place and wiggled her bare
ass for him.  With a big smile he told her, "You make me want to take my
heart medicine!" His eyes darted to the hips of the other two girls.

   Santa told him, "One or the other will give you her panties for the
candy."

   He didn't even need it explained.  "Oh my, oh my, how about that one,"
he said, pointing to Tamara's black panties.

   "No," Tamara whined, "make Kendra do it!" The old gentleman just kept
staring at her imperiled underwear.  She turned in place and hooked her
thumbs into the waistband.  She glanced back over her shoulder nervously,
then she screamed as she started pulling them down, revealing a little g
string that barely even existed in back.  Just like Holly, Tamara had a
great ass, fuller and a bit heavier, it had a poetically developed
roundness to it.  With a hateful glare she handed her panties back.  "Now
let's get out of here!" The door didn't close behind them.  The smiling old
man watched the two beautiful bare asses walk away as long as he could.

   As they walked along they were certainly getting a lot of looks.  All
they could do was to avert their eyes and ignore anything they heard.  As
exposed as they felt out in the open, it was worse when they got to a
house. They were being put on display there, and that was humiliating. 
"Trick or treat!" Tamara and Holly were fuming, but Kendra was so nervous
she was trembling.  It was her turn to take something off, and she didn't
want to be as bare as her two friends especially not for the skinny dweeb
that answered that door.  With a toothy grin, he handed out a piece of
candy to each of them.

   Santa told him, "Our mummy has something to give you now."

   Kendra stifled a moan.  She was surprised that she adopted a different
pose than she thought.  The make up that forced them along didn't turn her
around.  Instead she stood straight up, hands behind her head.  "What's
happening?  What are you doing?" With that magical speed, one of the elves
swiped the bandage pattern bra off of her.  Under that she was not entirely
exposed.  She had bright white little bits of bandage affixed over each
nipple, but apart from that her tits were totally bare.  She stared down at
her own near toplessness with unbelieving eyes before she let out a
screechy wail.  "Give me that back!  OH OH OH!  Don't let him look at me!"

   "Those are some great tits!"

   "Shut up!  Stop looking!" Her complaints only made her lovely, fair
skinned exposure more exciting.

   "Happy halloween," Santa said as he turned to go.

   Kendra, finally being freed from that pose, threw her arms across her
chest.  She made a few inarticulate sounds of pure rage as she stormed off
the porch.  "Santa that wasn't fair!  Tamara and Holly only had to show
their butts!"

   "Kendra!  Shut up!"

   Santa was happy to tell them, "Don't worry.  At the next door Holly will
have to lose her top too."

   "What?  No!  Oh my god!  Do I at least have something under it too?"
Santa nodded at that, but Holly wasn't sure if she felt any relief.  In a
few minutes she would be almost totally naked for a stranger.  She tried
her best to break free and run, but of course the magic stopped that. 
"Trick or Treat!" When the door was answered by a charming looking suburban
couple, Holly begged, "Don't give us any candy!  I don't want to trade!"

   "What are you girls wearing?" the husband said, gawking openly.

   His wife had seemed to find it in poor taste, but then she realized
something.  "Hey, I know you!  I knew you in high school!  Tamara, Kendra
and Holly!"

   Santa happily explained that the girls were on the naughty list and that
they were being punished for it.  He made them turn around to give a good
look at two bare asses.  Then one of the elves snapped off Kendra's mummy
panties, reducing her to a tiny white g string that did nothing to cover
her adorable little derrierre.  "NO!  You said Holly would have to take
something off!"

   The woman in the door told her husband, "I've got to get a camera.  I'll
be right back."

   "What?  NO!" "Santa don't let her take pictures!" "SsSsSanta!  Please!"

   But the camera was brought out and with a great deal of mirth, Santa
commanded the girls to cooperate, letting several photos be taken as they
posed, bending over, giving cheesecake leg poses and so on.  Then he said,
"Holly, time to lose that bra."

   Holly pleaded, "Deena, please don't take any more pictures!  Put the
camera away!  Deena stop!  AAAAaaAAHAah!" Her bra was off, revealing her
gorgeous close set medium tits in nothing more than little black pasties.
She was almost naked.  Like Holly, the only thing covered were her nipples
and her bush.

   Several more photos were taken before Deena asked maliciouly, "These
girls made my life hell in school.  Make Tamara take her bra off too. 
Please, Santa?"

   Santa smiled warmly.  It had been his intent all along to give away
Tamara's top.  He had only let her believe it might wait.  He gestured, and
much to Tamara's horror, one of the elves moved to claim the black bra. 
"No, no, no, no, no, NO!" But it snapped off, exposing her pastied tits. 
In keeping with the witch theme of her reduced costume, the little black
circles over her nips had little bat wings on the sides.  Her tits were
mediums like the other girls, but she was still the biggest of the naughty
trio.  Kendra was the middle size of them, and Holly, though hers were
really mediums, was the smallest pair showing by just a touch.  Again a
brief series of photos were taken of the near nudies while they blushed and
pouted and occasionally wailed.

   The girls were doomed to lose more, and they knew that once Santa
started walking them to the next house.  They felt hopelessly resigned to
their impending bare nakedness, and that was a new kind of embarrassment.
"Trick or treat!" As the expanse of bare skin met another pair of
pleasantly stunned eyes, Tamara asked quietly, "Can we please at least keep
these things on?"

   Santa gave his famous laugh.  The man at the door had to ask, "You mean
they're going to get nakeder?"

   "Nakeder isn't a word," Kendra said.

   "It's about to be," Santa said.  "Since Tamara asked so nicely, she can
keep hers on.  Kendra and Holly, peel those off of your nipples and get
nakeder!"

   Both of them shot evil glares at Tamara.  Then they both whimpered and
struggled as their hands moved against their will to their breasts.  A
moment later both of them were completely bare breasted, fairly broad,
rouge nips on Kendra the mummy and bright pink rounders on Holly, the bride
of Frankenstein.  Because they now had only their g strings, the girls were
only recognizable as those characters due to make up and hair.  In fact
Kendra more resembled a naked queen of egypt than a mummy.

   "Now turn around girls and show the man your asses." All three of them
turned to give up some cheek.  "Now get your candy and be sure to say
thanks."

   Tamara was the first to get a piece, mumbling, "Thank you."

   Next was Holly, and as she reached into the bowl of candy, the man
holding it reached his other hand forward to take a quick feel of booby. 
Her thank you became a scream of shock.

   Kendra stepped up, demanding, "Don't you touch me!" Behind her, Santa
only nodded that he could.  "Thank youoo oo oo ooOOH!" Of course there was
a grab to one of her bare boobies too.

   The girls walked away meekly.  Santa said, "Only four more stops on your
trick or treat tour, girls." They all groaned at that news.

   At yet another door, the girls were already feeling the heat of further
embarrassment.  Kendra and Holly both held their candy bags over their
bosoms as the door was answered.  The portly little man there had to ask,
"Am I on TV or something?"

   "Ho Ho No!  These are just the best costumes you've ever seen on Trick
or Treaters."

   "More like the best costumes I've never seen."

   "And they'll trade you some for their candy.  First though, Kendra and
Holly, show the man your goodies."

   After a moment of dreadful silence, the two girls lowered their bags to
let the man see their lovely boobs.  They didn't even need the make up to
urge them to do it.  They just wanted this over with.

   One by one, they were looked over.  Of course Santa made them all turn
around to show some ass.  Candy was handed over, and that meant the girls
had to surrender something.  Tamara saw every head turn to her.  She
couldn't sound confident as she asked, "Can I please keep these on?"

   He didn't answer right away, he just kept looking up and down her body.
Santa had to ask, "Would you like to see her boobies, Edgar?"

   "Actually, Santa, if I could, I'd like to see some pussy."

   Tamara almost collapsed.  Surely that wasn't going to happen.  But Santa
Claus approved.  "I think you deserve it, Edgar." Tamara took a couple of
wobbling steps backward, but the nearest elf snapped her tiny little panty
off with one fast movement.  Tamara didn't even scream right away.  She
looked down at her own bush, then up, then down.  She put her candy bag
over it, but then the make up forced her to move that away, letting
everyone get a good look.  Her long red hair swept from side to side as she
shook her head.

   Edgar quipped, "Since you're a witch, it's appropriate that you've got a
black kitty." That brought chuckles from the elves.  Tamara again put her
candy bag in front of that dark triangle, but again the magic made her
display it.  "I want to go!  Let's get out of here!"

   As they left, Tamara made sure to keep her candy bag over her bush. 
Holly and Kendra used theirs to protect their boobies.  Holly mumbled to
her friends, "Three more.  We're not going to have anything left."

   They quietly tried to convince Santa that he didn't have to take them
through last few stops, but he wasn't convinced.  "Trick or treat!" Again
the girls were naked for someone they wouldn't have looked twice at.  He
was just someone nondescript.  He was, however someone nondescript with a
video camera.  "Hey!," all three girls shouted, clutching the candy bags
possessively over their vitals.

   "You were right!" the videographer said.  Next to him was one of the
elves that had helped torment the girls.

   "How did you get here before us?" Kendra demanded.

   "Turn that off!" Tamara shouted.

   Santa said, "Give up the goods, girls!"

   "NO!" But of course they did, moving the candy bags so that the camera
could commemorate Kendra's and Holly's nipples and Tamara's beautiful black
bush.

   "Now turn around," Santa said.  Three bare bums were recorded and the
girls were even made to wiggle and bend over.  "Now its time to take
something off."

   Every girl shouted out a different girl's name.  Santa made Tamara peel
the little bats off of her tits, making her the first totally naked girl.
All she had left of her costume was her hat, black high heeled shoes and
dark stockings.  She trembled in place as the camera moved up and down her
totally bare body.

   Next was Kendra, the mummy who was about to be completely unwrapped. 
One of the elves was next to Holly, so Kendra thought she was going to get
it next.  Instead, the other elf had snuck up behind Kendra.  Her little
thong panties were yanked down right when the camera was ready for it. 
"EEEEEEE!!!!" Her bush was a tiny triangle of pure black.  She threw her
hands over it as her panties were removed.  Then the elves pulled her hands
away, giving a great view of her pussy.  "Stop it!  Do Holly now!"

   "What!  Shut up, Kendra!"

   "Don't worry, Holly," Santa said.  "You won't lose your panties until
the next place."

   Holly actually stuck her tongue out at her friend, then she realized
that her little bit of protection was going to be lost at the next door. 
She already had her hands over the front of her panties, dreading the
moment to come.

   The video camera was still going while the candy was handed out. 
"Thanks girls!  And thank you, Santa!"

   Tamara and Kendra shouted curses at anyone who noticed them as they
walked on.  It wasn't long before they ended up at another house in another
distant neighborhood where the door was answered by a waiter at their
favorite restaurant, someone they enjoyed causing difficulty for with
complaints and snide insults that couldn't be returned.  It made his night
and his holiday to see the three girls at his door missing their costumes.
The girls shouted, "Trick or Treat!  Oh no, not Rob!"

   "Is this a joke or something?" He asked.

   "Ho Ho Ho!  These girls have been trick or treating with Santa.  They're
on the naughty list, and this is their punishment."

   "Really?  Awesome.  Great tits, Tamara."

   "Fuck you, you weasel."

   "You shouldn't have said that, Tamara," Santa said.  "Now Rob gets to
have a feel."

   "Seriously?" Rob stared that much harder at the gorgeous, naked red
head. With a nod from Santa, he approached.  Tamara, much to her own
chagrin, thrust her tits forward invitingly.  She endured some fondling and
squeezing for a while before she turned herself around.  The two elves at
her sides pantomimed some grabbing motions, so Rob took the cue and gave
her beautiful butt a two handed fondling as well.  He even reached one hand
around to get a feel of her luscious dark bush.

   Santa said, "Kendra, do you have anything to say?"

   She was horrified to find that not only could the make up force her to
move, it could force her to speak.  She would have loved to be less honest.
"You always deserve good tips, but we'll never give you one."

   "Well I think you can make up for that now," Santa said.  "Go ahead
Rob."

   "Should I really be doing this?"

   "You've been very good this year, and this is an early Chrismas
present."

   "I guess I can't argue with that." Kendra went through the same
humiliation that Tamara had, being liberally felt up.  Rob's hands wandered
over her tits, her ass and finally her sexy little pussy.

   "Now for Holly," Santa said.

   Like Kendra had, Holly offered an involuntary confession.  "I want to
know how many of the phone numbers I gave you you actually called."

   "All of them.  None of them were yours."

   Santa said, "Get those panties off, Holly."

   Holly shivered as she saw Rob looking her up and down with a big grin.
Up her shapely legs, to the thong that was about to come off, over her sexy
belly to her lovely breasts, then her trembling lips, nervous eyes and
finally to that bride of frankenstein hair.  It was a tall coif, very dark
except for the two thick streaks of white that moved up with it in perfect
zig zagging waves.  Yes, the elves had made it perfect, and strange as it
might seem, it looked great on her.

   Holly hadn't moved, so one of the elves did it for her.  Like always, it
was one quick whisk and they were off.  She was stark naked.  Much to her
own shock, her bush was done up for her costume.  She had a dark triangle
that had two narrow streaks of white moving from the bottom to the top
border.  Rob obviously liked it.  "WOW!  You really put some effort into
your costume!"

   "I didn't do it!  Stop looking!  Santa, can't we go now?"

   "No!" both Kendra and Tamara shouted at once.  They had both been felt
up, and they weren't about to let Holly off the hook.

   Holly whimpered a single long, quivering note, "OooOooOooOOoH!" Then
Robs hands got to enjoy the feel of her lovely, slightly off center
boobies. Like he did with the other girls, he moved his palms down to her
bum next while she tried to keep from making any noise, but she couldn't
entirely keep in a few soft warbles of indignation.  Her bush he saved for
last.  He rubbed it all over before running a finger up one white streak,
then the other.  "You've had enough!" she shouted when he just continued
playing with her pussy.

   At last the girls were free of the waiter that was their former
favorite. They felt relief at seeing Santa's sleigh waiting for them.  They
weren't going to have walk anywhere else.  They had already forgotten that
they had one more stop on their trip.  The sleigh flew Santa, his elves and
the three naked girls along without the girls being able to tell where they
were going.  Tamara shouted, "Blush Bears?" It was the club they had meant
to go to before Santa shang haied them into trick or treating.  Kendra
didn't seem to get it.  "Santa, we need our costumes now."

   "Oh, I think they'll let you in."

   Holly slumped in her seat, "Oh no."

   The girls held their arms tight over tits and pussies as Santa led them
along to the door.  There was a line of awestruck people waiting to get in,
but Santa didn't have to wait.  "You're always on the list," the
intimidating guy at the door said.

   "I'll remember that at Christmas, Lars."

   The girls were petrified.  "Santa, you can't make us come in here."
"Please!  We know a lot of people here!" "We'll visit ten more houses if
you want, just don't do this to us!" Their pleas fell on deaf ears.  Santa
led them along as people made way, making sure to check out Santa's treats
as they walked past.  At the bar Santa said, "I'll buy a round for everyone
in the place, but I want these girls to dance on the bar."

   "Hey, Santa, you don't even gotta ask."

   The girls felt alternating waves of icy cold shame and heated
embarrassment as they were helped up on to the bar.  Tamara made her last
attempt at rebellion.  "I-I-I won't do it!  Let me down!" Of course that
wasn't happening.  After all the things Santa's magic had made her do,
you'd think she'd know better.  Against her will and accompanied by a very
pretty scream, her arms raised in the air and she started a lascivious
dance.  Kendra and Holly did the same, putting on quite a show as people
chanted and clapped.  Phones all over were snapping pictures and taking
video.  There were constant catcalls and cheers from all sides for the hour
or so that Santa made them display themselves.

   At last, when the girls felt the power let go of their bodies, they
looked around.  "Where's Santa?" "He left us here!" "And we don't even have
my car!"