Virginia woke up but refused to open her eyes. Her large bed had never felt so soft. The silk sheets were so comfortable. And the scent of cinnamon rolls filled the air. It felt like a dream and she didn’t want to wake up from it.
Suddenly, her brain clicked into full awareness. This was all wrong. She had a twin bed, cotton sheets, and no one in her family baked anything, let alone cinnamon rolls. She opened her eyes and immediately confirmed she was not in her room. She didn’t know where she was. She was very confused. Was this a joke? Did her parents move her to a different room? But how could they do that without waking her up? And none of the rooms in her house looked like this. What was going on?
Just then the door opened and a small woman walked in carrying a tray.
“Good morning, Virginia,” she said, “I brought some cinnamon rolls for breakfast. Are you well rested?”
“I guess so,” Virginia replied, “But I’m confused. Where am I?”
“You my dear, are at the north pole.”
“The north pole? Is this supposed to be Santa’s workshop? Wait, let me guess. You’re an elf.”
“Yes, I am.”
“So, are you Sleepy, Happy, or Dopey?”
“Those are dwarves, dear. I’m an elf. And my name is Jane.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Dwarves are human beings, elves are magical beings.”
“Magical?
“Magical. That’s how we were able to move you here without waking you up.”
“Ok, I’m not convinced that here is really Santa’s workshop, but that’s not nearly as important as why?”
Jane gave her a warm smile and said, “You are here to save Christmas.”
“Save Christmas? I didn’t know it was in trouble.”
Before Jane could answer, the door opened and a man walked in. He was tall, handsome, and had long blonde hair with piercing blue eyes.
“Winston,” Jane said, “Why are you in that form?”
“It’s a perfectly legit form for an elf to take,” he replied.
“Fine,” she said with a look of frustration, “If you want to look like some character in a fantasy book, I won’t stop you. But you should know that other elves are laughing at you. They call you Orlando behind your back.”
“I don’t care what they say. Anyway, what did Virginia say, will she do it?”
“I was just about to explain things to her, but maybe you would like to do it instead?”
“I would love to,” he replied. He turned to Virginia and said, “Every year, Santa has to renew his Christmas magic. For that we need to sacrifice a virgin so Santa can drink her blood.”
Virginia eyes widened in fear and she let out a little scream.
“WINSTON!” Jane yelled at him, “Why would you say that? Virginia, don’t listen to him. We aren’t going to sacrifice you.”
“It was just a joke, :Winston said.
“Well, it wasn’t funny,” Jane replied.
Virginia finally found her voice, she glared at Winston and sad, “It wasn’t funny at all. It was cruel. You’re a horrible little troll. Get out of my room. Or whosever room this is.”
“I’m not a troll,” Winston said with a gleam in his eye, “trolls are ugly and smell funny.”
“GET OUT!” both women said at once.
After he left, Jane looked at Virginia and said, “We do need the blood of a virgin, but not as a sacrifice. We need the blood from your hymen.”
“My hymen? Why?”
“Santa has to mix his semen with virginal blood to renew the Christmas Spirit.”
“Santa and I have to have sex?”
“Yes.”
“Why me? I’m sure there are plenty of girls that would love to have sex with Santa. I know several sluts in my school that would have sex with anyone.”
“It has to be a virgin. And not just any virgin, a Christmas virgin. A girl that was born on Christmas Day.”
“Surely, I'm not the only virgin in the world that was born on Christmas.”
“Virgins are getting harder and harder to find. How many do you go to school with?”
“Not very many,” Virginia conceded, “most of them are sluts.”
“Not as many are sluts as they let on. But most have had sex at least once. And of the few that are virgins, they weren’t born on Christmas Day.”
“Wait, there’s a girl in my advanced math class that was born on Christmas and I’m positive she’s a virgin.”
“Marcia? She’s going to graduate after just one year in high school and she’s already been accepted to every Ivy League school, plus every other elite school, plus the University of North Dakota. I don’t think she’s going there, but they did offer her a full scholarship. She’s literally a genius. But she’s a child genius. She’s 12.”
Virginia looked shocked, “She’s 12? She’s got bigger breasts than me.”
“Yes, she’s very developed for her age, but she’s still a child. Do you really think Santa would have sex with a child?”
“No,” Virginia replied, “Santa would be the last person that would ever have sex with a child, I guess he does need someone that’s at least 18.”
“Still,” she continued, “I always expected my first time to be special with someone I loved, not a stranger.”
“He’s Santa Clause, he’s not a stranger. Once he gets here, you will remember that you have known him all your life and that you’ve loved him all your life too.”
“He’s not here? Where is he?”
“If all went according to schedule, he should be in American Samoa now and that’s his last stop before heading home.”
“So how did I get here?”
“I and the other elves brought you here.”
“Not Winston, I hope.”
“No, not Winston. He’s too immature to allow him to do field work. He never leaves the workshop.
“That’s good.” Virginia feel silent and contemplative for a moment then asked, “What will Santa do if I don’t have sex with him? Will he force me?”
“Force you?” Jane was surprised, “No Santa would never force you. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen. The only thing we do without consent is to bring you here while you’re asleep. I guess that’s technically kidnapping, but we have that it’s easier to talk and explain everything here instead of at their homes. It’s a necessary evil, but once everything is explained, no one ever seems upset by it. Anyway, if you say no, you will go home. We will magically erase your memory, though. Sorry about that.”
Virginia got quiet again, then asked, “Will it hurt? I’ve heard some girls say that their first time is really painful and they hated it.”
Jane’s eyes lit up and she said, “Trust me, Santa is all about joy. It won’t hurt a bit. You will probably like it. Every other girl has. Santa gives the best orgasms.”
“You sound like you are speaking from experience.”
Jane gave a wicked grin and replied, “How would I know? Do I look like the kind of woman that would get involved with her boss?”
“Honestly, I can see that.”
They both broke down in laughter. “Well, the early days of the workshop were a lot of fun, but I’m involved with someone now and Santa’s married, of course.”
“He’s married? You expect me to let a married man fuck me?”
“Oh dear,” Jane looked a little bit alarmed, “We really don’t like that word around here.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t usually say it. I was just surprised to hear that Santa Claus cheats on his wife.”
“He doesn’t cheat. Mrs. Claus has full knowledge of what he does and approves of him doing it 100%. He’s not just sleeping around. He’s renewing the Christmas Spirit once a year. The other 364 days he’s, as you say, fucking her.”
“Every day?”
“I assume so, it’s not like I’m actually watching. Anyway, let me finish telling you about the process.”
“There’s more?”
Yes, we have to give you protection.”
Virginia looked confused, “I thought you said his semen had to mix with my blood. How can that happen if Santa wears a condom?.”
“Santa doesn’t wear a condom,” Jane said, “I’m talking about magical protection so you won’t be permanently transformed into a magical being. Santa’s magic is very powerful and human women aren’t strong enough to handle it. It would have a life-changing effect on you.”
“What would happen?”
“No way to know for sure. Santa isn’t reckless enough to take a chance on hurting someone. But other magical beings have not been so responsible. Remember the poem Beowulf from your literature class?”
“Yes. Wait, are you saying that’s a true story?”
“Most myths and legends are. A magical being had sex with a warrior-princess who thought she could handle it. Instead she was transformed into an ugly hag and gave birth to the Grendel.”
“Wow, what are some other myths that came from magical sex?”
“Some other time, right now, I need to tell you what you have to do to protect yourself so you won’t give birth to a monster or become one yourself. Are you ready? You might not like it.”
“At this point, I don’t think anything would shock me, what da ya got?”
“Have you ever given a blowjob?”
Virginia looked at Jane with surprise and then said, “No, but I’m sure you already know that. I’ve never given a handjob either. I’ve never even been kissed. That’s another reason I don’t understand why Santa would pick me. It’s not like I’m some superhot supermodel.”
“You have a beautiful soul. That’s what Santa cares about. But as far as your body goes, you are also a very beautiful girl. Let’s have a look at you.” Jane waved her hand and suddenly Virginia was naked.
Virginia was shocked for a moment, but quickly recovered, “See. Who wants a girl with 30B breasts, straight hips, and pale skin? And a ginger too.”
“Lots of men would consider you perfection,” Jane said.
Virginia blushed at the compliment, Jane waved her hand again and Virginia was suddenly clothed in a very sexy negligee.
“This is really comfortable.” She looked herself in the mirror. “It does make me look hot. Wait, is this a magic negligee?”
“No, this is you starting to see your inner beauty. Now let’s talk about the blowjob.”
“Yes, let’s talk about it. Why do you want me to give Santa a blowjob?”
“Not Santa. You have to give a blowjob to an elf.”
“Not Winston?!?” Virginia exclaimed with a horrified look on her face.
“No,” Jane laughed, “not Winston. We’ve chosen another elf. Someone older and more mature. Someone that understands the importance of what we are doing tonight.”
“That’s good.” Virginia’s face looked concerned and she asked, “Do I have to swallow?”
“Yes, dear,” Jane replied, “That’s how we get the elf magic inside of you.”
“Oh.”
Jane continued, “Take some time and think about it. I need to take care of some things before Santa gets home. It won’t be much longer. I’ll be back in about an hour and we can talk some more. Meanwhile, help yourself to a cinnamon roll and some hot cocoa. Whoops, we’ve been talking so much, everything has gone cold. Well if ever there was a reason for magic, it’s breakfast.” She gave a small wave of her hand and suddenly steam rose from the cup of chocolate and the room smelled of fresh baked cinnamon.
Jane closed the door and walked down to Santa’s office and saw that he had returned. “Everything go ok?” she asked.
“No real problems except for some anti-aircraft missiles over Ukraine,” Santa replied.
“It’s going to get worse if she says no, isn’t it?”
“Probably, The Christmas Spirit can only do so much to keep hatred at bay. And if it isn’t renewed, it will get weaker and hate will get stronger."
“Oh Kris,” Mrs Claus said as she entered the room, “Shouldn’t we tell her what’s a stake?”
“We have to let her make up her own mind.”
“But the last time a girl said “no” was in 1923. A year later, that horrible man was released from jail and I don’t need to remind you what happened after that.”
“No,” said Santa, “You don’t need to remind me. Nor do you need to remind me that even though we only missed one year of the renewal ritual it would be 20 years before the world was able to defeat him. And you certainly don’t need to remind me of how many lives it cost. Do I need to remind you about what happened the last time we manipulated a girl into doing it when she didn’t want to but felt like she had no choice?”
“No,” Mrs, Claus said, “I remember all too well. Elizabeth Bathory still haunts my nightmares. Do you really think we caused her insanity?”
“I don’t know for sure, but it’s not a risk we can afford to take again.”
Just then a small bell dinged and they all went back to Virginia’s room to see what she had decided.
“Virginia,” Jane said as she entered the room, “I want you to meet Santa and Mrs. Claus.”
Virginia stood up and demurely said, “It’s a great honor to meet you.”
“Ho, ho, ho,” Santa said, “We’ve met before.”
Suddenly a memory came flooding back to Virginia, “When I was 7. You woke me up. I remember. You said that I couldn’t have a pony because it would be too hard on my parents to take care of it,” a realization hit her, “you knew I would be disappointed so you took the time to explain everything to me so that I wouldn’t cry and make my parents feel bad. You were so kind. And I wasn’t disappointed at all. Instead I got a princess doll that I absolutely loved. I never really wanted a pony, it’s just that Susie next door was bragging that she was going to get one and I was jealous.”
She smiled and said, “you knew just what to say. Of course you did, you’re Santa. I bet you know everything.”
“Despite my reputation,” Santa said, “that’s not true. I wish it were. There is 10 times as much stuff I don’t know than what I do know. For example, I don’t know what you have decided about our request.”
“I think I want to do it, but I still have a couple of questions.”
“Go ahead, dear,” Mrs. Claus told her.
“Well, Mrs. Claus,” Virginia said, “my first question is for you. Are you really ok with your husband being with another woman?”
Mrs. Claus smiled and replied, “Yes. It took a little getting used to but he’s been doing it since before we got married. And it’s a very important ritual. The Christmas Spirit must be renewed every year.”
From behind Virginia's back, Santa gave her a silent warning not to reveal too much. Mrs. Claus put her arm around Virginia and said, “Don’t worry, every girl that has ever slept with Santa becomes a part of the family. I love them all like my own daughters. There is something special about Christmas virgins.”
Virginia relaxed, Mrs. Claus was so comforting. She was exactly what everyone would expect her to be.
Jane then asked, “Did you have any other questions?”
“I’m still unsure about the blowjob. It kind of freaks me out. My friends who have done it say that a man’s stuff tastes nasty.”
“Well,” said Mrs. Claus, “it can. Trust me I know.”
“You do?” Virginia was surprised.
“I wasn’t always Mrs. Claus. I used to be human and I gave a few blowjobs. And some men indeed do have nasty tasting semen. Not all men. A lot depends on their diet. However, you won’t be sucking a man. It will be an elf and an elf’s semen tastes wonderful.”
“And just to be sure,” Virginia said, “it’s not going to be Winston.”
“No,” Santa said with a stern voice, “Winston is going to be mucking out the reindeer stalls. I heard about the ‘joke' he tried to pull.”
“This will be the 56th year in a row he’s had to do that,” said Mrs. Claus, “don’t you think you’re being a little harsh?”
“When he stops trying to scare the virgins, he can stop mucking the stalls. There are some lines that just shouldn’t be crossed. Anyway, who is the lucky elf?”
“It’s Lawrence,” Jane said.
“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Mrs. Claus exclaimed, “he’s such a gentle soul, Virginia, you will just love him.”
“Very well,” said Santa, “Virginia, if you’re ready we will leave and send Lawrence in.”
Everyone left and Virginia was alone. She wondered how long she would have to wait, but it was only a few minutes, then there was a soft knock on her door. She wasn’t sure what she would do, lay down, sit, lean over the table seductively, she finally just stood there and said, “Come in.”
She wasn’t sure what she expected, but the unassuming little man that entered her room wasn’t it. He wasn’t ugly or anything, he just wasn’t super handsome either
He was just kind of ordinary. Then he looked at her and smiled. Suddenly, a feeling of peace flowed over her. And this little man seemed transformed into the prettiest man she had ever seen. But he still looked the same. None of his features had changed, but yet, he was beautiful.
“Hello, Virginia,” he said with a soothing voice, “I understand that you are a bit nervous, but don’t worry. I won’t ask to do anything you don’t want to do. You are in charge. Despite the importance of this ritual, it doesn’t have to be rushed. You should enjoy it. When we are done, you will feel nothing but happiness.”
Virginia suddenly felt self conscious. What if he didn’t think she was pretty enough? Despite what Jane had said about her body, no man had ever seen her naked. What if he can’t get an erection after seeing her? Would that ruin Christmas?
“Do I have to take my clothes off,” she asked?
“No,” he answered, “not for this part. You will with Santa, of course. But for now, I’m the only one that has to be naked.”
“So do I kneel in front of you or what?”
Lawrence smiled, “whatever you feel most comfortable doing.”
“Maybe I’ll just sit on the bed.” she said.
Lawrence grabbed a stool and started to climb onto it.
“Oh no,” Virginia said, “I don’t want to make things hard for you.”
Another warm smile as he said, “I’ve been climbing on stools for over 1000 years. It’s not hard. All the elves do it. Humans do it too. Haven’t you ever had to get something off a high shelf?”
“Yes, but this just feels weird. What have other girls done?”
“Some sat on the bed, some knelt. Some laid down.”
Virginia laid down on the bed and turned on her side.
Lawrence laid down next to her. “Due to elf magic, I can last as long as you want or I can cum very fast. I can also make my dick as big or small as you want. It’s all up to you.”
She considered what he was saying and then asked, “Can it just be natural? If your dick is big or small, I don’t care. I want it to be real. And I don’t care how fast you cum, just whatever is normal for you. Is that ok?”
Lawrence's eyes lit up and he said, “Christmas virgins really are special. I’ve yet to meet a single one that even in this moment wasn’t always thinking of the feelings of others. We will do it exactly as you ask. Before we start, though, I need to remind you of something very important.”
“Ok, I’m listening.”
“We I cum, you must swallow every last drop. It’s not not ordinary cum. It’s magical. And it will protect you from any unintended consequences of being exposed to Santa’s magic. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I don’t want to gift birth to another grendal.”
“Good, are you ready?”
“Yes”
Lawrence knelt in front of Virginia’s head and placed his dick at her mouth. She took a deep breath and then opened wide for him to insert it.
For a moment, she wondered why it was called a blowjob when she was supposed to suck, but mentally shrugged that thought away and began sucking.
As she did so, she felt a warmth start spreading throughout her body, like the most comfortable blanket ever made. She opened her eyes and looked at Lawrence, he so calm and serene. She would never have guessed he was getting his dick sucked if she wasn’t currently sucking it
The warm feeling continued to engulf her body and as it did she felt herself feeling pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before. She realized her pussy was getting moist and she sucked his dick even harder.
Instinctively she reached out and started massaging his balls and she could hear his breath getting faster. The serene look on his face was changing to one of excitement. He was enjoying this blowjob. Virginia had never given one before, but somehow she could tell she was doing a great job.
The pleasure they were both feeling was so intense, she wasn’t sure she could handle it. It keep getting better and better, she never wanted it to stop but she was yearning for release.
Suddenly she heard Lawrence give a victory yell and she could feel his cum shot into her mouth.
Candy canes, His cum tasted like candy canes. She had been so worried about it tasting bad, she almost didn’t agree to this ritual, but now she felt so happy that she was pushed over the edge and she too let out a long screech of pleasure as her orgasm washed over entire body.
She felt like she was floating as a feeling of euphoria came over her. Then she turned her head and looked down,
“Holy fuck, I’m floating.” She could see the bed below her with Lawrence looking up. He had the biggest grin on his face as he called up, “that’s not all, look at your hands.”
She looks in amazement, “I’m glowing. How am I glowing?”
“Magic,” Lawrence replied with a joyful laugh, “as much as I enjoy having my dick sucked, I think I like this even more. A Christmas virgin that glows has to be the most beautiful thing in the world.”
Virginia floated all around the room. She came up against one wall, gathered her legs, and launched herself to the other side of the room. But she didn’t go fast at all. No matter what she did, she just floated like a feather in a gentle breeze.
Lawrence look up and said, “you’re floating not flying, you can’t change speeds. This is supposed to make you feel relaxed before Santa comes in.”
“It’s very relaxing. I guess I’m ready.”
“No you’re not, the magic will know when you are ready and then it will lower you back to the bed. When that happens, ring the bell. Then Santa will come in. Thank you for letting me be part of the ritual this year, it’s been an honor.”
With that, he gave her one last smile and left the room. Virginia was left alone with her thoughts. Floating around the room was incredible. And her first blowjob was so amazing. She had always imagined that the guy would like it, not her. But that she experienced the best orgasm she had ever had was mind blowing. She had masterbated to make herself climax a few times but she had never felt like that. She wondered what it would feel like to have Santa’s dick inside her pussy if just sucking one could do that to her. She was looking forward to finding out.
She started floating down to the bed. She smiled, the magic knew she was ready. She knew it too. She landed lightly and snuggled the pillow, loving just how soft it was. Then she rang the bell and waited.
A few minutes later, Santa came in.
“How did everything go with Lawrence,” he asked?
“It was amazing. Will it be like that with us?”
“I hope it will be even better. Are you ready?”
“Yes, what do I do?
“Remember the poem? Where I lay my finger aside of my nose?”
“Yes”
“Take my hand, and then when I touch my nose, you touch yours.”
She did as instructed. Suddenly a light appeared and engulfed Santa, it was so bright it nearly blinded her. Then it disappeared and standing in front of her was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.
“Where did Santa go?”
“I’m still here,” the man responded. “I used my magic to reach into your mind and transform myself into your ideal man. The one you always imagined losing your virginity to. I am literally the man of your dreams.”
Realization hit Virginia, yes, this is exactly what she fantasized when she played with herself. He was indeed her perfect man. Maybe even more than perfect. Like her, he glowed.
Santa stepped forward, leaned down and kissed her. It was gentle and tender. Her first kiss and it was more wonderful than she ever imagined.
She took a step back and untied the ribbon of her negligee. It dropped to the floor and she stood before Santa completely nude. The first man to ever see her like this.
He looked at her with admiring eyes, “you are beautiful. Are you ready?”
She smiled and stepped backwards to lay down on the bed. Santa laid down next to her. He kissed her again. He then slid his hand down to her breasts. His touch was so light, it felt like a feather. She was feeling aroused, it was incredible.
Santa stopped kissing her and moved his mouth taking a nipple into it. He alternated between sucking and licking the nipple. Incredibly, though he was only sucking on one, Virginia could feel it in both.
As he did this, he slid his hand further down until he found the top of her pussy. He ran his fingers along her slit feeling her moisture increase with each passing moment. He opened her folds and found her clit. He played with that as Virginia reveled in the feelings it aroused in her.
Without thinking she spread her legs and bent her knees indicating that she was ready. Santa knelt between her legs and placed his dick at the entrance to her pussy. He looked down at her lovingly and slid it in.
She was super tight, but had no trouble at all fitting, then his dick hit her hymen and broke through. She could feel it tearing, but felt no pain, only pleasure. As Santa began to thrust in and out, a feeling of joy spread through her body and kept increasing.
She wrapped her legs around him to pull him in closer. She felt like she was floating on air, then realized that she was. Somehow Santa and Virginia had risen above the bed while having sex. For a moment, she wondered how he was able to keep thrusting without any leverage, but her increasing arousal levels pushed that and every other thought out of her mind.
She could feel her climax building as you slowly float around the room, they spin ways she could never imagine but never once does his dick pop out of her pussy, he just keeps thursting in and out at a steady pace.
Virginia feels close to climaxing, Santa can feel it and he says, “go ahead, I’m ready too.”
“I’m cumming,” she screams and as her orgasm sweeps over her body, she can feel Santa shoot ropes of cum into her womb. It seems never ending, but eventually it does. The kiss tenderly and they float back down to the bed.
Santa stands up and then changes back to his normal form. He covers Virginia with a blanket, gives her one last kiss and leaves the room as she drifts off to sleep.
The next morning she wakes up in pain. As she opens her eyes, she looks down and sees that her belly is huge.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?”
Jane and Mrs. Claus coming running into the room. “What’s wrong,” they ask?
“What’s wrong? It should be obvious. I look pregnant.”
Jane and Mrs. Claus exchange a smile.
“Are you saying I’m pregnant? How the fuck did that happen?”
“Wait,” Jane asks, “Do you really not know how women get pregnant?”
“Of course, I know. I mean you never told me Santa was gonna knock me up..”
Mrs. Claus said, “Dear, we told you that the Christmas Spirit had to be renewed.”
“Renewed, yes. But you didn’t say that renewed meant pregnant.”
“We thought you understood.”
“How would anyone understand that?”
“Well,’ Jane said a little sheepishly, “You are the first girl in 1500 years that didn’t understand. But I guess in the future, we can make it more clear.”
Virginia was incredulous, “Ya think”.
Suddenly she felt another pain in her abdomen.
“What’s going on? Why am I hurting?”
“You’re having contractions. You are about to give birth?”
“Give birth? Have I been asleep for nine months?”
“No, just six hours. The gestation period of the Christmas Spirit is usually about 4 hours, you are way overdue.”
Virginia looked confused, “How can I have a baby in just a few hours?”
“It’s not a baby,’ Mrs. Claus responded, ‘it’s the Christmas Spirit.”
“I don’t understand,” she said as another contraction hit.
“Lay down,” Jane instructed. “It’s almost time.”
Virginia lay down on the bed and spread her legs. Another contraction, this one more painful than the last.
Jane examined her and said, “just one more I think.”
Virginia screamed as the strongest contraction yet hit her. Then suddenly the pain was gone. She looked and her belly had gone done. Then she saw a bright light. No, it wasn’t a light it was circle, kind of a circle. It kept changing shapes. All she was really sure of was that this light was beautiful.
“What is that,” she asked?
“That is the Christmas Spirit. Your baby.”
Suddenly the light engulfed Virginia, it felt like a warm blanket, she felt peace and joy and love. Then the light transformed into the shape of a human baby and allowed Virginia to hold it All she could do was cry.
And then it started flying around the room, it made circles and loops and passed through Jane and then Mrs. Claus and then it went out the door.
Jane grabbed Virginia’s hand and said, “Come on, you’ll want to see this.”
The three of them ran out of the bedroom and followed the light. They entered a large room. There must have been 1000 people inside. No, not people. Elves.
The light danced all over the room, bouncing from one elf to the next. It stopped in front of Winston but did not pass through him. Instead the light retreated. Winston looked heartbroken, then the light came back and engulfed him too.
“Ho, ho, ho,” Santa said as he walked up to where the three ladies were standing, “this year’s Spirit likes to tease. Good, we’ve had some that were just a little too serious for my taste the past few years.”
Suddenly the roof opened. It was a clear night and the stars were shining. The Christmas Spirit flew up and when it cleared the roof it exploded sending particles of light in all directions.
Santa turned to Virginia and said, “thank you.” Then a number of elves transformed into beautiful young women.
“Come, Virginia” said Mrs. Claus, “meet your sisters.”
Virginia looked at them in amazement. “Are these the other Christmas virgins?”
“Yes, when a Christmas virgin dies, she comes here to live on forever as an elf.”
“But Winston? Surely, he’s not…?”
“No," said Jane, not all elves were Christmas virgins. They come to us in a variety of ways.”
“But you were, weren’t you, Jane? You were a Christmas virgin.”
“The first,” Jane said with a smile. “But now it’s time for you to go home. Winston, do you have the magic beans?”
“I had to slay the giant, but I got them,” he responded.
Then seeing the look of disapproval on Santa’s face he said, “I got them from the pantry.”
“And they aren’t really beans,” Mrs. Claus said, “they’re jellybeans. We do like our sweets here at the north pole.”
Virginia looked the two beans Winston was offering her. “What do they do,’ she asked?
The first one restores your body. It will be like you were never pregnant. Like you never had sex.”
“My hymen?”
“Yes, but with one twist. It won’t hurt when your future lover pops your cherry. But we felt it was very important to restore the hymen. In past times, some of the girls came from cultures where it was considered evil to not be a virgin on their wedding night. So we made so that no one will ever know.”
“But I’ll still know, won’t I?”
“No my dear, that’s the other pill. It will erase your memories of this experience. But don’t worry, when you come back as an elf, they will all be restored.”
“But how do I explain this to my family? I’ve been gone for days.”
“Only two days. But you won’t have to explain anything. How do you think Santa can deliver presents to the entire world in one night?”
“He’s magic,” replied Virginia?
“Yes and he controls time. You will be returned to the exact moment we took you from.”
“Now, we need to go,” said Santa. “Time’s a wasting”
“But I thought you controlled time?”
“Oh yeah. My mind gets a little goofy this time of the year. I haven’t slept in nearly 60 hours.”
“I guess I’m ready,” said Virginia. She started hugging all the elves that were near her but stopped short when she got to Winston. There as an awkward moment of silence and then Virginia smiled and hugged him too.
"Where's Lawrence," she asked. I want to say good bye to him.
"He had some chores to attend to that couldn't wait, but he said he would try to be here." At that moment, Lawrence ran into the room, "Oh thank goodness," he said, "You haven't left yet." He took a couple of deep breaths and composed himself, "It was an honor to be your protection elf. After you live out your natural life and return here, do you think we might have dinner together?"
To everyone's surprise she kissed Lawrence. Hard and passionate. It seemed like it would last forever. When she finally broke the kiss, she said, "It's a date."
Then she held on tight to both Jane and Mrs. Claus. “I think I’ll miss you most of all.”
She and Santa left in his sleigh. Since he didn’t have the bag of toys he only needed two reindeer.
“Which ones are these,” Virginia asked?
“Dasher and Comet. The poem got it wrong and I’ve never been able to figure out how to fix it. But Dasher and Dancer can’t be paired next to each other. They had a big fight over a doe 600 years ago and they haven’t spoken to each other since.”
“So who got the doe?”
“HA! Neither one. She was so turned off by their immature behavior that she dumped them both. She’s with Blitzen now.”
Virginia laughed. She and Santa continued their conversation as they flew all over the world. He explained to her just what was really at stake in this annual ritual.”
Why didn’t you tell me,” she asked?
“Because you wouldn’t have said no if you thought the entire world might collapse. It had to be a choice you made of your own free will. You couldn't be made to feel like you couldn't say no.”
They talked some more, but eventually Virginia ran out of things to say. A first for her. They flew in silence the rest of the way. Just content and peaceful.
Finally they arrived at her home and Santa magically transported them to her bedroom. Virginia threw her arms around his neck and held on tight. But she knew he couldn’t stay with her forever.
She opened her hand and looked at the jellybeans. She smiled at Santa and then put them in her mouth. They immediately started working and Santa helper lie down. He covered her with a blanket and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
As she was drifting off she said, “Santa, did you like making me your ho, ho, ho?”
Santa looked at her for one last time, then put a finger on his nose and transported back to his sleigh.
He looked at the reindeer and shook his head. “1500 years and they all make the same joke.”