The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

An old, heavyset man sat in his workshop and pulled a stack of cards and letters in his direction and while the stack of mail seemed truly daunting, the old man with the long, white hair seemed nonplussed by the task at hand. “Now let’s see here,” the man chortled as he tore open the first of the letters and then he laughed yet again. “Why this letter isn’t from a child,” he commented but nonetheless, he read on.

Dear Santa,

My friend Kristi says I’m a big ho but I’m not really a ho. I was wondering if there was something you could do that would help me convince Kristi that I’m not a ho.

Noelle

The old gent chuckled and then he laughed and he chortled as was his wont to do and he laughed again. Young girls, he thought. Well there wouldn’t be any harm looking her up on the “list” just to see where she stood. “Ho, ho, ho,” he laughed. “Ho, ho ... whoa.”

So Noelle wasn’t quite so nice as she made herself out to be. Hmm. That was something to take into account. On the other hand ...

The jolly old elf smiled again. He wasn’t above playing a trick or two on naughty boys and girls and sometimes, those tricks never even involved leaving behind a dirty, old lump of coal. Hmm. Yes, now that he thought about it, there was something he could do ... for the both of them.

Noelle Hudson had written the letter as a bit of a lark. Her mom had told her two younger brothers that they should write letters to Santa Claus and then she’d had the nerve to suggest that Noelle should write one, too.

Noelle had just about blown up at that. What the hell did her mom think? Did she really think that Noelle was seven years old or something. Come on. But then Noelle looked at her mom and her mom had one of those “don’t give me any crap about this” looks on her face and Noelle realized that she wasn’t writing the letter for her. No, she was writing the letter because her mom needed someone to babysit her baby brothers, so Noelle had written the letter and when Jeff who was eight and already a major league know-it-all asked what she’d written, Noelle had simply told him that it was none of his business, that Santa wasn’t going to get you what you wanted if you went and told everyone else what was in your letter.

And that was all there was to that. She didn’t even notice that her letter had been mailed with all the rest and even if she had noticed, she wouldn’t have much cared.

A few weeks later, a package arrived in the mail addressed to Noelle. “Give this to your friend Kristi,” the note in the package said, “but give it only to her. Don’t let anyone else see it.” The package contained a box that was beautifully wrapped in what looked to be wrapping paper of the finest quality. The box itself was small, perhaps a little larger than a ring box but certainly not much larger than that but it was the words in the note that really got to Noelle. Don’t let anyone else see it, the note had said. Why, the girl wondered. Was it because whatever was inside was something of value and if was, Noelle couldn’t help but wonder just what was inside.

But even if she was curious, it wasn’t like she was going to open her friend’s gift.

Only still she couldn’t help but wonder what was inside and just why the heck had someone given it to her to give to her friend when whoever it was could have given it to Kristi directly.

So the gift sat unopened on the desk in Noelle’s room. It sat there for one day and then for two days and every time Noelle saw it, she was reminded that she needed to give the gift to her friend.

Only she hadn’t so far and now she was telling herself that it had to be because there was some sort of reason.

Maybe it was because she wanted a peek inside first.

She looked at the wrapping on the box. Could she do it, she wondered. Could she open it up and then somehow put it all back together in such a way that her friend would never know what she’d done?

She wasn’t sure she could so the gift just sat there on her desk.

After another couple of days, Noelle knew she was going to have to do something. Either she was going to have to give it to Kristi before it got any later or she was going to have to open it up.

She almost had it in her book bag to take to school the next day when her curiosity finally got the better of her.

She sat on her bed and she looked at the box. The trick she decided was to open it up in such a way that the paper never tore and the tape could be pressed back into place just the way it had been before.

It started out well until Noelle realized that to open the box inside, she was actually going to have to slide it out of the wrapping paper. Once that happened, it would be very nearly impossible to get it back in place. She knew she should quit then while she was still ahead but she’d already come this far that she just couldn’t make herself stop so even knowing it was a dumb thing to do, she slid the box out of the wrapping paper and when she opened it up, there was a bauble inside. It was almost as big as a tennis ball and as Noelle looked at it, the bauble seemed to change from one color to another and then on still to another color. “What the hell,” the girl said.

“Noelle!”

Noelle was snapped out of her reverie by the call of her mother.

“It’s dinner time, missy. If I have to come back there to get you, you’re going to be in big trouble. Now come to dinner right now.”

What the hell? No, it couldn’t be, the girl told herself and yet when she looked at the clock beside her bed, she saw her mother was right. Where the hell had all the time gone.

“Noelle.”

“I’ll be there in a sec, mom,” the girl said as she quickly shut the box. She’d have to come back and take a look at that later, she told herself.

“So anything interesting happen at school today?” her mom asked after Noelle had taken her place at the dinner table.

“What?”

“I asked if there was anything interesting that had happened at school today.”

Noelle tried to think but for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to recall anything from her school day. That was weird.

“Well?”

“No, mom,” the girl quickly replied. “You know how school was. It was just the same old thing.”

Her mother gave her a funny look before she went on. “How are things between you and that Wilkinson girl? You said she was giving you a hard time. You ever patch things up between you and her?”

Who, Noelle thought. Who the heck was her mother talking about, Noelle thought, and yet the weird thing was Noelle had the feeling she really should know the answer to that one.

“Well?”

“Everything’s fine, mom,” Noelle said. After all, it wasn’t exactly a lie. If she couldn’t remember how things stood, then maybe it was the truth. Maybe everything was fine.

Again, her mom gave her a funny look. “You know,” she said finally, “you shouldn’t let things get out of hand like that. If you deal with things when they’re small, then they won’t get to be so big.”

“I know, mom.”

And the dinner went on and on like that. Noelle couldn’t help feeling kind of stupid by the end of the meal. It seemed like she just couldn’t remember but it wasn’t long after she’d made it back to the privacy of her own room that her lack of memory ceased to be an issue because it wasn’t long before she forgot that she couldn’t remember.

It might have been right to say that after dinner, the teen went to her room to do her homework for it was certainly true that after dinner, the girl did go to her room. It was just that somewhere long the way between the dinner table and her bedroom, the girl forgot just why the heck she was going there and so it was that the next day at school, she showed up with her homework still undone and for that matter, not even started.

The funny thing was though that she hardly seemed to care about that. What she did seem to care about was the other girls in her class. It was funny that she hadn’t noticed it before, she thought, but suddenly she was noticing that girls were hot and ... well, there was one other thing that she was noticing, too, but that hardly was worthy of her notice compared to the fact that girls were hot.

There was one girl that Noelle couldn’t help but take notice of. Eve was a rather shy girl and any other day, Noelle might not have given the girl another look but for some reason on that day, she did.

Eve had long black hair and a small, slim body. Her skin wasn’t exactly dark. It was more like a permanent tan and the girl had a sort of exotic look as if she might have had some sort of mixed heritage but it just wasn’t clear just what that heritage might be. With a look like that, she could have had boys eating out of her hand and yet she never did seem to have a boyfriend and now for the first time, Noelle was wondering why.

Maybe it was because she needed a girlfriend instead, Noelle thought and even though that thought shouldn’t have excited her, she knew it did, so rather than paying attention to the teacher at the front of the classroom, she kept a surreptitious eye on Eve instead.

No one seemed to notice that Noelle wasn’t paying attention to the teacher or if they did, no one seemed to take any particular attention of her in attention and as far as Noelle was concerned, that was just fine with her.

Like the other students, Noelle packed her books away at the end of the class but even as she did, she continued to watch Eve and when the other girl left the classroom Noelle was right there behind her.

“Hey,” she said.

Eve looked at Noelle almost as if she couldn’t believe someone was talking to her. “Hey,” she said back.

“What you up to?” Noelle asked.

“Me? I’ve got class.”

“You want to cut it?”

“What?!”

“You want to cut it?”

“I could never do that.”

“What? Don’t tell me you haven’t ever cut a class before. Come on. Hang out with me. It’ll be fun.”

“Really, I can’t.”

“Sure you can. Come on.”

“I can’t.”

Noelle wasn’t even sure why she was pushing like she was but the more she pushed, the more she wanted to push and amazingly, it seemed as if the other girl’s resistance was starting to wane. “Come on,” Noelle said. “We can go back to my place. My mom’s not home so there’s no one there.”

“I really can’t.”

“Come on.”

The other girl didn’t so much agree as she sort of let herself be pulled along behind Noelle and even as she did let herself get pulled along, Noelle led the girl out to the parking lot.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Eve tried again.

“Oh come on. Don’t be such a wet blanket. Come on. Let’s go.”

It wasn’t long before Noelle was letting the two of them into her parents’ house and then leading the two of them back to her bedroom.

“So what do we do now?” Eve asked.

“I don’t know about you but I know what I’d like to do.”

“What?”

“Has anyone ever told you you’ve got very deep eyes.”

“What?”

“Your eyes. They’re very deep and dark. I really like them. I think it’s what I like about you the most.”

“My eyes?”

“Mmm yeah, but maybe there’s something else I’ll like even more.”

“What?”

“Maybe I’ll like it even more when I eat your pussy.”

“What?!”

“You heard me. I want to eat your pussy.”

“I didn’t know that’s what you wanted.”

“Oh come on now. Don’t be such a tease. You knew exactly what you were coming here for.”

“No, I didn’t. I swear I didn’t.”

Noelle was now advancing on the other girl. “Your mouth says no but your eyes say yes.”

“My eyes don’t say any such thing,” Eve said. “Take me back to school.”

“No. Not before you let me eat that pussy of yours.”

Eve might have been shy and reserved but that didn’t stop her from slapping Noelle across the face. “Take me back.”

“No,” and with that, Noelle grabbed the other girl and before Eve knew what was happening to her, Noelle kissed her.

Eve’s eyes went wide and for a moment, she struggled against the embrace but almost as quickly, those struggles subsided leaving Eve limp in the other girl’s arms.

Noelle sensed that she’d won but then there had never been a doubt that she would win. She kissed the girl again. “Eve?”

“Mmm?”

“I want to eat your pussy.”

“Okay,” she agreed amiably.

“But if I’m going to do that, the first thing we’ve got to do is to get you out of your clothes.”

“Okay,” Eve agreed amiably.

It really was as easy as that. Soon, Noelle was helping slide the other girl’s top up and she couldn’t help but marvel at just how small the other girl was. She didn’t really need a bra so maybe that was why she wasn’t wearing one but there was just something about her itty bitty titties that made Eve even hotter.

But of course having come this far, there was no way Noelle was going to stop there so her hands pulled the other girl’s skirt up and she squeezed Eve’s tight, little bottom through the girl’s panties. “Let’s get these off of you, okay?”

“But—”

Noelle kissed the girl again. “Come on now. No buts. Let’s get these off of you, okay?”

“Okay.”

Mmm. Noelle really liked it when Eve agreed with her like that and soon she had the other girl’s skirt unzipped and her panties pulled down and after she’d pushed Eve back onto her bed she was looking at the black thatch between Eve’s legs and she was getting more and more turned on by the moment. She was going to eat her first pussy ever and she couldn’t wait.

Her hands eased Eve’s knees apart and then she was sliding in between Eve’s legs. Her tongue couldn’t wait to get where it was going and then it was there.

The other girl moaned as Noelle’s tongue found her clit and Noelle couldn’t help but be elated by that and as her own hand found its way to her own wet pussy, her tongue continued to lick.

“Ooh,” Eve moaned as Noelle continued to lick. “Ohh, yes.”

Oh yes was right but now it wasn’t enough to just lick that pussy. Now, she had to make that pussy cum.

It never even occurred to her to think that she’d never had that thought before but then of course she had to make that pussy cum. It was obvious.

And besides, if the way Eve was moaning now was any indication, it was clear she wanted it, too.

That was all it took for Noelle to press on.

“Yes,” Eve moaned. “Yes.”

Damn, she was right on the verge, Noelle thought and it wasn’t just Eve. It was her, too. It seemed as if the closer Eve got to her orgasm, the closer Noelle’s fingers were bringing her own pussy to its own orgasm.

“Yes,” Eve moaned again. “Yes!”

Oh my God. She was cumming. They both were actually. Her tongue had actually gotten another girl off and Noelle knew she couldn’t wait to do it again.

The next morning when she woke up, Noelle discovered something else about herself that had changed. Her breasts were now big.

Noelle just couldn’t get over what had happened to her and it wasn’t like she was like Eve with a body that was so small that one might question if she even had breasts at all. No, she’d had breasts before. It was just that what she had now was much bigger than what she’d had before.

There was something to it though. Now that she was looking at herself in the mirror, now that she was seeing herself with bigger breasts, now she thought she could actually see what the boys liked in them. She let her hands roam over her breasts and she couldn’t help but tremble with excitement. They weren’t just bigger. They were more sensitive, too. Especially the nipples. Ooh, she loved to touch herself there.

Reluctantly, she made herself stop. She had school to go to and as much as she wanted to continue playing with her new breasts, she needed to get ready.

She loved taking her shower. She loved soaping her breasts up and once more she had to remind herself that she couldn’t continue to keep doing what she was doing. She had school to go to.

It was only when she got back to her bedroom that Noelle realized she was going to have a problem. Having super-sized breasts was certainly cool and all that but none of her bras were going to fit her anymore so just what the heck was she going to do and that’s when she made another remarkable discovery. Her breasts weren’t the only things that had grown overnight.

Her bras were bigger, too, but there was something about them. When she put her bras on, her nipples started to tingle. It was almost as if her bra was causing it and it felt good and when she took her bra off, the feeling went away.

But it wasn’t the bra that was causing it or maybe it would have been more correct to say that it wasn’t only the bra that was causing it. It was anything and everything that touched her nipples and it felt so-o-o good.

But she couldn’t go out without her bra so she put her bra on and she went out to have breakfast with her family.

She fully expected that someone in her family would say something about her condition. If nothing else, her little brother was always good for a snarky comment or two but amazingly, no one said anything at all. They had to notice it though, Noelle figured. It was only a matter of time before someone said something.

But no one did and no one at school said anything either. Could it possibly be, the girl wondered. Could it possibly be that no one noticed that her breasts were so much bigger?

Well, maybe it wasn’t exactly right to say that they didn’t notice. They certainly did notice all right and all of them, Joy and Carol and Ivy and every single girl on campus, all she had to do was let them get a look at her tits and each and every one of them would let Noelle slide in between her thighs and there was nowhere else that Noelle wanted to be.

It was the last period of the last day before Christmas break and Noelle couldn’t help feeling a little out of sorts. She liked school although it wasn’t for the studying. She never did any of that anymore and the classes were so boring but school was a place where you could always find a hot girl who needed to have her pussy licked and that was something that Noelle just loved to do.

But it was the last period of the last day and as the clock ticked the last few minutes off, Noelle was feeling a bit of melancholy.

She realized that Ms. Garland was addressing the class. “All right,” she told the students, “I know you’re not going to do any studying over the break so I’ll just say have fun and be ready when you get back because were going yo pick up here from where we left off. Noelle, I’d like you to stay after class.”

Me, Noelle thought. Why am I staying after class, but as the other kids filed out of the room, she held back and waited.

“Would you come up here to the front of the room.”

Again, Noelle did what she was told to do.

“I have to tell you something,” Ms. Garland said. “I’ve been noticing that over the past few weeks your grades have been slipping and you seem a lot less attentive in class so I have to wonder if maybe there’s not something wrong.”

Noelle just stood there.

“Well,” her teacher asked. “Is there?”

Noelle just shrugged.

“Nothing to say? Nothing at all?”

Noelle shook her head.

Her teacher sighed. “All right then. You can go but if you need to talk, I’m here, okay?”

Noelle nodded but she didn’t leave. “Ms. Garland?”

“Yes, Noelle?”

“Can I show you something?”

“You want to show me something? Okay. What do you have to show me?”

“This,” Noelle said and she pulled up her top to set her breasts free.

“Noelle!” her teacher exclaimed but then she found herself staring at the girl’s breasts.

It was funny, Noelle thought.. She’d showed her breasts to some of her friends before but she’d never showed them to anyone else but if Ms. Garland’s reaction was any indication, her response was going to be the same as those of her friends. First it was shock as if they couldn’t believe that Noelle had done that. Then it was fascination as if they hadn’t ever seen a pair of breasts before. Then it was curiosity and then finally, finally, there was the part that Noelle loved most.

“W-wow,” Ms. Garland stammered. “Those are ... those are impressive.”

Definitely the fascination phase.

“Can I ... can I touch them?”

Yes, fascination but moving quickly on to the curiosity phase. “Sure,” Noelle said. “You can touch them.”

Noelle couldn’t help but tremble as her teacher’s hands caressed her breasts. She wasn’t sure what it was but there was something about the way that was, something about the way hands felt on her breasts, something about the way fingers always seemed to find their way to her nipples, there was just something about that that always seemed to make her tremble.

“Can I kiss them?” Ms. Garland asked.

“Sure. If you want to.”

It seemed as if Ms. Garland definitely did want to and Noelle loved it when her teacher kissed and sucked on her nipples.

“That feels good,” she purred.

It certainly was, Noelle agreed but there was something else she wanted. “Ms. Garland?”

It took the teen a couple of tries before she finally got her teacher’s attention.

“Can I do something for you?” the teen asked.

“Mmm. What would you like to do?”

“I want to eat your pussy.”

For a moment, it seemed as if her teacher might actually tell her no but it was only for a moment and then the woman smiled. “You want to eat my pussy, do you? Of course you can. I’d like that, too.”

And that was all it took to get her teacher to hike up her skirt and push down her panties and then Holly Garland was sitting herself down in her chair even as her student slid in between her legs.

“Oh yes,” Ms. Garland moaned as Noelle’s tongue found its way to her pussy and the teacher’s hands squeezed her own breasts even as the student ate her pussy. “Oh yes. That’s so good.”

Noelle wasn’t about to argue with that. She most definitely did love eating pussy.

“Oh my God,” her teacher moaned. “Oh my God. You’re going to make me ... going to make me ... oh my God, no ... no, can’t ... can’t allow ... a-allow that ... that, oh fuck it. I don’t care. I want you to do it. Eat my fucking pussy.”

As if there was any way she ever would have stopped, Noelle thought.

“Oh my God,” her teacher screamed. “Oh my God. Fuck yes. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Oh my God. I’m fucking cumming.”

It was a short while later and Noelle was on her way back to her locker now that things had been settled between her and Ms. Garland. I really am a big titty pussy slut, Noelle told herself and while that might have sounded self-deprecating if someone else had said it to herself, to Noelle, it sounded absolutely wonderful. After all, a big titty pussy slut was what she’d always hoped she’d be.

It was the day before Christmas when Noelle ran into Kristi. Funny, the girl thought but she hadn’t seen her friend around all that much of recent but now that she was seeing her, she thought wouldn’t it be fun to have her friend over to her house. Better yet, wouldn’t it be fun to slip in between her friend’s legs and get her tongue on her friend’s pussy. Mmm yeah. Now that would be fun.

Kristi wasn’t even sure why she bothered any more as she let her friend bring her friend home. There was a time ago when the two of them had been really close but that wasn’t the way it was anymore. Her friend Noelle had definitely changed and not for the better.

“Hey,” Noelle asked, “you want to come up to my room?”

“I really should be going.”

“Aw come on. We never seem to hang out together,” Noelle said.

Yeah for good reason, her friend thought, not that she was going to tell her friend that. “I’ve really got to go.”

“Oh come on. Just for a little while.”

Kristi gritted her teeth. Just for a little while. Okay fine. She could do that and then she wouldn’t do it anymore. After all, it was clear to just about anyone that cared to look and see that her friend was no longer in her league anymore. “Okay,” she allowed. “Just for a little while.”

“Oh goody,” Noelle gushed. “This is going to be fun.”

Kristi couldn’t help but grit her teeth. Nobody above the age of five ever used the word “goody.” Her friend had definitely changed she thought yet again.

Kristi followed her friend to he room and she watched as Noelle flopped herself down onto her bed.

“So what do you want to do?” Kristi asked.

“Do?” Noelle asked vacuously as if the thought of doing anything was completely foreign to her.

Kristi sighed to herself. She’d tried to be nice and hang out with her friend one more time just for old time’s sake and this was what she got. Her friend was an idiot. Kristi couldn’t help but look around her.

The room was a bit messier than it had been before. There were clothes piled up everywhere as if Noelle had been trying things on and then discarding them wherever she felt like it and there were other indications as well that as Kristi’s mind had become less cluttered, her room had become more cluttered.

Kristi spied a box that was partly concealed by some fancy looking wrapping paper. “Hey, what’s this?” she asked.

“What’s what?”

Kristi held up the box. “What’s this?” she asked again.

Noelle looked at the box and it almost seemed as if she was trying to remember just what the heck it was herself and then it was clear that she remembered what it was. “Oh that,” she said. “I was suppose to give it to you.”

Kristi froze. “What’d you say?” she asked.

“I was supposed to give it to you. Someone sent it to me and they said I should give it to you.”

“Who?”

“Huh?”

“Who sent it to you?”

“Oh, I don’t know. The note that came with it wasn’t signed.”

Kristi sighed. The twit was completely useless but oh well . “Then why didn’t you give it to me?”

“Huh?”

“If you were supposed to give it to me, then why didn’t you do it?”

“Oh. I guess I forgot.”

Yeah right, Kristi thought. More like she probably opened it up and then she couldn’t get it wrapped right anymore so she just gave up on it and then she forgot all about it. “I’m going to take this,” she said even as she picked up the box.

“Okay. It’s yours after all.”

Kristi shook her head. Her friend seemed to have no realization that she’d done something wrong. Twit. Maybe this was the best way to end their relationship. She wondered what was in the box. It wouldn’t hurt, she thought. It wouldn’t hurt if she snuck a little peak. It was after all her present.

She opened the box and what she found inside was a bauble that seemed to pulsate with ever changing colors. Oh how pretty, the girl thought. Her friend was forgotten at least for the moment as her eyes focused in on the bauble inside the box.

She had to get it out of there, she thought. She had to get a better look at it.

And that was all it took for Kristi to remove the bauble from the box and she held the bauble perched just on her fingertips.

The first thing she thought as she held the bauble was that it was warm. She hadn’t expected that.

The next thing she thought was just how wonderful it was to look at the bauble. There was no way she could ever look away from it not that she really wanted to look away anyway.

The third thing she thought was that it was almost as if she could feel herself being pulled into the thing.

It was only then that her mind finally sounded a cautionary warning. Wait a minute, her mind said. What was this thing?

But almost as quickly as her mind had sounded that warning, she found herself looking even more deeply into the bauble. She didn’t really want to look away anyway and besides there was no way that something as beautiful as this could ever harm her. In fact, she giggled at that very thought. It was so silly.

It never occurred to her that she wasn’t really prone to giggling.

It was getting harder to think not that Kristi would have noticed that. What she did notice was that something was happening. Something physical. Something to her body.

It was distracting her. It was making her want to look away from the bauble.

But she didn’t want to look away from the bauble. But she almost felt like she had to. She felt like she almost had to look away.

But she didn’t want to.

But it was lost as if the bauble were responding to her wishes. Now that Kristi seemingly wanted to look away, the bauble was seemingly less interesting but had the bauble become less interesting because Kristi wanted to look away or was it,the bauble that was making Kristi want to look away.

Kristi might have wondered that herself, if he mind had been in any sort of shape to do any sort of thinking at all but as it was, all she really knew was that the bauble wasn’t nearly as interesting as it had been before.

But still she had to look.

But she didn’t want to look. Looking was boring.

She looked away.

Her friend was looking at her. “Wow,” Noelle gushed.

“What?”

“Your boobies,” Noelle said in awe.

“What about them?”

“I think they’re getting bigger.”

It wasn’t until that very moment that Kristi finally got it but now that her friend had mentioned it, she was finally getting it. She had been feeling something ever since ... ever since what? It was so hard to remember but now that she thought about it, she realized her bra had been getting kind of tight on her. In fact it was almost painfully tight. “What should I do?” she asked.

“Take your top off,” Noelle told her.

Kristi did that but that still didn’t help the way she was feeling.

“Now take your bra off.”

She could do that, Kristi thought, only ... only her bra was now so tight on her that the straps dug into her flesh. She started to panic, how could she have done this, she wondered. How could she have put on a bra that was obviously way too small for her.

“You want me to help you?” Noelle asked.

“Would you?”

“Sure. Come here.”

Kristi approached the bed and she turned around to give her friend access to the bra’s clasp. “Ow, ow, ow,” she complained as her friend’s hands worked on her.

“Hold still.”

“I’m trying but it hurts.”

“Well I’m not the one who put on a bra that was way to small for her. There ... there you go.”

Kristi breathed a sigh of relief as the bra finally pulled free.

“How’s that feel?”

“Much better. Thanks.”

“Actually, you want to know what would feel even better?”

“What?”

“Turn around.”

Kristi turned and for some reason, it didn’t surprise her in the least that her friend had her to off just like her or that when she looked at her friend, her eyes just seemed to naturally look down at the other girl’s breast.

“I like your boobies. They’re just like mine.”

They were just like her friend’s, Kristi thought. The same size and the same shape as Noelle’s only on her smaller framed body, her boobies appeared even bigger than her friend’s.

“Come here,” her friend said.

Kristi stepped forward and then she was kneeling on her friend’s bed.

“Come on. Get even closer. I’m not going to bite ... unless of course that’s what you want me to do.”

Kristi felt a rush of excitement at that but she knew what her friend wanted. She pushed herself forward until her breasts were just barely touching nipple to nipple.

“Come on. Closer.”

Kristi couldn’t help but sigh as she pressed her breasts even firmly against those of her friend.

“Oh yeah. That’s it . Now kiss me.”

Once again, Kristi did exactly what she was told to do.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? Feels good to do what you’re told to do.”

Kristi nodded. There wasn’t any reason to deny the obvious. She did like doing what she was told to do but that was when something occurred to her. “Noelle?”

“Hmm.”

“Would you do me a favor?”

“What kind of favor is that?”

“Look at me.”

“Huh?”

“I said look at me. More specifically, I want you to look at my tits.”

Her friend didn’t say anything but she was looking at Kristi’s tits.

It was weird, Kristi thought. She wasn’t sure how she knew it but somehow she’d known that all she’d have to do was to get her friend to look at her tits and if she did, she could get her friend to give her what she wanted and what she wanted more than anything was to lick her friend’s pussy. It never occurred to her that she hadn’t had that thought before. It was enough that she had that thought now.

It was Christmas Eve and the door to the girl’s bedroom slowly opened and a rotund, old man peered around its edge and he smiled as he saw the two buxom young women nestled together in Noelle’s bed. The two girls slumbered peacefully with the shorter one’s face nestled up against the other one’s breast and the old man chuckled even as he went to the desk and picked up the bauble that he’d sent out earlier. It might not have exactly been a grist mastiff per se but he had a feeling that neither girl would be saying anything men about the other.

Kristi’s body shifted just a bit and her eyes fluttered open and she saw the old man. “Who ... who are you,” she stammered.

“I’m Santa Claus.”

“Oh,” the girl said. “Um, why are you here?”

“Why I’m here to see if you’ve been a good girl this Christmas. Have you been a good girl?”

“I think so.”

“That’s a good girl and do you promise to let your friend there er your pussy whenever she wants to?”

Kristi nodded emphatically. She definitely knew the answer to that one. “I do,” she said. “I promise to let her eat my pussy whenever she wants to.”

“Then my job here is done,” and with that, the man in the red suit turned and went back the way he’d come.