.”. The words coming out of his mouth tailed off as I started to walk around the table towards him. I was fucking furious that this jumped up little... man could have the cheek to call me missy.I walked right up to him. We were face to face. Toe to toe. His face was now almost white as a sheet.“Don’t you fucking EVER call me that. In fact you will NEVER call me anything other than my name. No missy, no sweet cheeks, no sugar tits, no sweetheart, NOTHING! Samantha is my name and you call me that. She sat on my left thigh and was between my legs. Her right boob was at my shoulders, flattened by her pressure. My lund was resting on the side of her right thigh. She was fondling my lund. It was half erect but was growing. My left hand enwrapped her waist and cupped her left boob and was pressing her nipple between my thumb and a finger. Suddenly she got up and sat on her knees between my legs. She brought her boobs around my lund. She grabbed my lund and placed between her boobs. She. It was like they were waking up from being asleep pins and needles. I watched in horror as my toenails turned bright pink, bothfeet shrunk, and then each foot pointed down at what should have been apainful angle."And the tingling moved up my legs  And all my leg hair fell out as mycalves became supple and well-defined, like the legs of a gymnast. Then mythighs grew slender and fit as my waist filled out inside my shorts. I couldfeel my ass getting bigger too!"Then the tingle hit my crotch,. And pleasure. The others would be here soon enough.“That’s not fair. I don’t cum, and now I find out Santa’s not bringing me anything for Christmas.” Here she was, still horny and sitting up in bed in front of a really different Santa.“I didn’t say you weren’t going to get anything. I just said you were naughty. And if you obey, we won’t have to go through this again next year. The other Santa will visit you and leave you nice presents. A girl like you should get diamonds for Christmas.” He saw.