Kip the Elf’s Big F*** Up
A Timber Grove Story
by TGTrinity
Kris Powell stretched her long, lean legs and kicked the sheets off her bed, revealing her toned naked body. It was still rather cold and her nipples hardened at the sudden chill, sending shivers down her spine. She groggily sat up and looked at the clock… it was still only 5:30 Christmas morning. Rubbing her eyes, she got up and grabbed her pink robe and wrapped it around her body. As she exited her room she saw her roommate’s door was closed, as she was apparently still sound asleep.
When Kris entered the small living room, she saw some gifts left around the small tree her roommate, Kathleen, had purchased. They were both still attending Timber Grove Community College, so neither could really afford to buy too many gifts. Still, here were some small boxes with little tags that read “From: Santa”.
Still a little groggy, Kris sat on the couch and unwrapped her gift. She just assumed that her roommate had left the gifts as a surprise, and she began to hope that it was the gift she wanted. A few weeks earlier, her roommate had told her about a vibrator she once had called the “Little Terror”. Kris had been thinking about it ever since Kathleen had told her how amazing it was.
As she ripped the wrapping paper and opened the box her heart beat faster and faster… until she pulled out a copy of “Game of Thrones” season two on Blu-Ray. Kris held it in her hand for a moment, then turned it over and looked at it again. She sighed, knowing that Kathleen had told her for months that she should watch it and now she had little excuses left not too. Still, she was rather hoping that the “Little Terror” was in the box instead, as the thought alone had made her more than a little ready to use it.
***
More than a thousand miles away, a small red light began to blink on a console.
“Hey, Terry?” A small elf dressed all in green named Perry said.
“Yeah?” Terry replied, his little elf eyes squinting.
“I’m getting an 899 over here.”
“Check your console… we haven’t had an 899 in over a hundred years.” The little elf then turned his attention back to his small tablet and began to read.
Perry pushed the small light a couple of times, before getting under his desk and checking the wires. “Ummm, Terry… everything is checking out…”
“You’re ‘elfing kidding me.” Terry said it a little flippant, but there was a small undercurrent of worry there. He walked over to Perry’s console and looked at the flashing red light. He then tapped it a few times, as Perry had before, and then looked over to Perry.
“Terry, what does this mean?”
Terry said nothing, he knew that Perry was too new a the North Pole to know all of the applicable codes. Terry, on the other hand, knew that 899 only flashed when someone had received the wrong gift. This mistake could have happened anywhere along the line, from planning to list checking all the way up to the big man himself.
“Get me Kip on the phone… now.”
“Terry, is this…”
“I need Kip right ‘elfing now!!!”
***
Back in Timber Grove, a small elf dressed all in red was placing small box under a picture of a Christmas Tree taped to the wall. Santa Claus had already delivered the box, it was this elf’s job to verify that the correct gifts were left to the right person.
There was a tiny rumbling on his belt, and he looked down to see his phone was flashing. “Hello, this is Kip.” On the other side of the line a elf over a thousand miles away in the North Pole began to scream. “Slow down, Terry, I can’t understand you… Yeah… No… Still in Timber Grove… No… No… There’s no way Terry, I have the last gift here… Fine.”
Kip the Elf put his phone down and checked the package one more time with his scanner. The light came up green again, and with relief he picked his phone back up and told Terry the 899 was a false positive.
There was more screaming, and Kip sighed lightly as he put the phone down and pulled out his hard copy print out of Timber Grove. “Elf me… let’s see here… Chris Powell… WA-48151.62342…” he looked at his hard copy and back at the scanner. “Fuck.”
He heard more screaming coming from his phone again, but he picked it up and ended the call. The 899 was positive. He had mixed up Kris Powell and Chris Powell in the early planning stages. It would be easy to prove that the error had been caused by him, even if it was over 10 months ago. He would lose his job… in fact he would probably be thrown out of the North Pole all together. He would most likely have to go back to cobbling...
“Fuck that…”
He had very little time, and his mind was racing with ways that he might fix this problem. The 899 could be written off as someone who simply did not fully appreciate the gift, but a second 899 would link the two together. The only way out of this for Kip was to make sure that Chris Powell loved the gift he received more than life itself. He flipped through his hard copy again and found the description.
“Come on.”
A “Little Terror”, a 10 inch vibrating dildo…that Chris Powell needed to want more than anything. His mind kept racing, looking for something that would do the trick.
“Red 1 to Red 2, over.”
It was his communicator, he was running out of time.
“This is Red 2, over.”
“Red 2, we are ready for departure, over.”
“Roger that… be there soon, over.”
He was running out of time… if only Chris Powell was a girl this would be easy, he thought. Then it hit him, he could use his elf magic to turn Chris into a girl. An old pixie friend had taught him the spell when he was cobbling shoes in eastern Europe. It was an ancient spell, and he began to recall it as he ran into Chris’ room. He would have to make the spell strong enough that by the time Chris opened the box, there would be no confusion as to why he was getting a vibrator for Christmas.
Being only two and a half feet tall, Kip had to jump to reach the door knob, but soon he found himself in Chris’ room. On the walls were pictures of girls in bikinis, and some other outfits that Kip had never seen before. This was actually very helpful to Kip, as he could now use these images to help mold Chris into his new form. He climbed the small dresser next to Chris’ bed and looked at the poor soul he was manipulating to keep his job.
Chris lay completely silent in his bed. He was very skinny, with a small amount of stubble on his face. A mop of blonde hair covered his head, and he wore a t-shirt that had a small ball of meat on it with a cup and side of fries. Kip closed his eyes and began chanting… soon his hands were moving this way and that, all the while the chants growing louder. Then there was a loud clap, as the elf brought his hands together and finished chanting.
“Sorry, buddy. I did my best to make sure you come out of this alright.” Kip said as he jumped off the dresser.
“Red 2, we need to get out of here, over.”
Kip took a deep breath and clicked his communicator, “This is Red 2, I’m on my way.” He hoped that the pixie spell would be enough to not only change his body, but change his mind as well. Kip took one more look at the poor guy he had just cast a spell on, shrugged and closed the door.
***
Chris Powell was dreaming.
He was talking to a beautiful girl at the local bar students from Timber Grove CC frequented. She was was very exotic looking, he guessed she was possibly half Japanese. Her long black hair fell down to the middle of her back, and she was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a white sweater. Underneath that sweater was a very ample rack, which he was staring at intently as she laughed and touched his shoulder.
“You are so funny,” she said with a laugh. Chris thought that this was odd, as girls like her never really gave him the time of day. He shrugged that thought off, and they talked for longer. The more he said the more she laughed… in fact he swore that her breasts had gotten bigger since the last time he noticed them.
Soon they were sitting in a booth, and she began to rub his legs with her feet. “So, what’s your name?”
“What do you want my name to be?” She said this and then bit her lower lip.
If Chris wasn’t dreaming this would have given him pause, but as it was he thought nothing of it. “Kate?”
“How did you know?”
“Lucky guess.” They talked more, and she had removed her shoe and was stretching her long legs up so her feet could rub his crotch. Then the music in the bar stopped playing and things began to get a little weird. “Do you hear that?”
“No, silly,” she said in between giggles.
“It sounds like, I don’t know, chanting?”
“Oh my gosh, so let me tell you about this vibrator my friend got me!”
“Okay.” The kind of answer he would not had typically given, but right now it made sense.
“It’s called the “Little Terror” and it is so amazing. My friend let me borrow her’s, and I swear I was up all night with that bad boy.”
“Wow, that’s so interesting,” he was having to speak up as the chanting seemed to be getting louder, “tell me more.”
“Well, it’s like, 10 inches long… but the vibrations it gave off made me feel like it was reaching my tummy. In fact, just thinking about it makes me so hot.” This led to her pulling the sweater over her head, freeing her bra clad breasts. Chris was stunned at how perfectly round the tits were, and even more stunned at how good they looked in her black bra.
“Wow, that sounds amazing… but you know…”
“What?” She asked inquisitively, her hands now running over her tits.
“That really doesn’t work for me,” he said as he stared at the lovely girl giving him quite the show in this little booth.
“Well, it would if you were a girl.”
That made sense to Chris. If he was a girl, then he could feel how good the “Little Terror was. “Is it really that good?”
Kate’s bra was now off, her perky tits hanging free and proud in front of her. “Fuck yes! I mean, I once had two football players in me at one time, and this was like a hundred times better.”
“Wow that does sound nice!” The chanting was making Chris say things he never thought he would say. “So, how does one go about becoming a girl?”
Kate stepped out of the booth and wiggled out of her jeans, and she now stood before him in only a pair of black panties. Chris looked around the bar and was surprised that no one was taking notice of the cute Japanese girl standing half naked in the bar… but then again, this kind of thing probably happened all the time here.
“Well, if you want to become a girl you just have to pick a girl and then ask her to help you change.” She said this as she walked over to the pool table and hopped up on to it. The two guys continued playing as if there wasn’t a naked girl on her hands and knees blocking their shots.
“Well, I think that you have a great body.”
“Awe, that’s so sweet,” Kate said as she got on her knees and began dancing on the table.
“So, um, could you help me change?” He asked it as if it was the most important thing he had ever asked anyone before in his life.
“Oh my God, I will totally help you change!” She reached down her hand and held it out to him. For a moment, something in him told him to walk away from the girl. This was all wrong, the chanting was becoming so loud that he could no longer think straight. “Come on, let me help you!” He looked up at her, she was smiling down at him with plump red lips and intoxicating brown eyes.
“Okay…” He reached out to her and the moment his hand met hers there was a loud clap that shook the room. He looked around the bar, and found that no one else had heard the loud clap. Not only that, but the chanting was gone and an old song from the 90’s was on.
“Alright, so now all you have to do is dance with me, “ and she drove the point home by pulling him in close, her tits pressing hard against him. “Dance with me, and my body is yours.”
Of course, it all added up in Chris’ dream mind. The fact that all you had to do to become a girl was to dance with a naked girl on a billiards table in a seedy bar was a well known fact. The fact that doing this would allow him to experience the “Little Terror” was all the convincing his mind needed. He put his hand on Kate’s naked hip and began to follow her moves…
***
The moment Kip the Elf had closed the door, the changes to Chris had begun.
He began squirming on his bed, a layer of sweat appearing on his body in moments. He kicked his legs about as if he was dancing, and soon his sheets and blanket were pushed onto the floor. His blonde hair began to darken as it grew longer, and the longer it grew the darker it became. Soon he was shaking his hips as they began to flare out, while at the same time his legs began lengthen slightly as all the hair on them began to fade away.
A small moan escaped his lips as two breasts began to form on his chest, stretching his t-shirt out as they grew. With quick thrusts of his hips his ass began to fill out, rounding itself out as it toned up. This was followed by a rip, as his new tits had swelled beyond the shirts capacity. His new tits quickly grew hard as the cold air of the room rushed over them.
Next his skin began to grow lighter, as the hair on his torso disappeared. His hands softened, with manicured nails covering the ends of his slender fingers. His body continued to move rhythmically as his face began to change. First his lips swelled, followed by his bulbous nose being replaced with a small button nose. Second his features began changing, giving him a n obvious Japanese heritage.
While all of this happened, a smile never left his face. This was still the case as his meager dick was pulled into his body, with a feminine slit replacing it. If anyone was to walk into his room now, they would only see a well endowed girl laying on Chris’ bed wearing his boxers.
“BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.”
Kate reached over and slammed the alarm clock. Her body felt tense and cold, as she had once again kicked all of her bedding off. While she laid on the bed, one hand absentmindedly began massaging a tit. She had always woke up horny, but she had never found a way to get a good release in the morning. She thought of the all the times she had woken up a guy by fucking him awake, a technique which had made her pretty popular at Timber Grove CC.
She looked around her room and remembered why she typically woke up horny. The walls were lined with pictures of men in nothing more than underwear, something that had made her roommate Jack a little uncomfortable. Of course, it didn’t make him uncomfortable enough not to sneak in the occasional fuck here and there.
“If only I…” then it hit her. It was Christmas morning! She jumped out of bed, not bothering to get dressed, and ran to the living room. In the corner where Jack had taped up a picture of a Christmas tree sat two boxes. Her half naked body streaked across the room and she picked up the pink box and tore it open.
“Fuck yes!” She said aloud, as she pulled a “Little Terror” out of the box. It was black, 10 inches long and had little waves on it. Her friend, also named Kate, told her it was better than having two guys in her at the same time.
She wasted no time, and showed no shame, as she slipped her boxers off and fired the “Little Terror” up. She had never been so happy to get a Christmas gift, and she was even happier as she sat on the couch, switched it on and it slid deep inside her.
“Oh, fuuuuuuuuck…” was all she was able to say as she began to work it deeper inside her. She was overcome by the amazing sensation and began to give out short screams. She had soon found a good rhythm, which was quickly rewarded with an overwhelmingly great orgasm. She was so entranced by her new toy, that she did not see Jack enter the room.
“Whoa, come on, Kate!”
“I’m sorry… but it’s Christmas…” It took her a while to say this, as she was still working herself over.
Jack couldn’t be too mad, in front of him was a ridiculously gorgeous girl masturbating. Her round tits were bouncing slightly as she worked harder at pleasuring herself, and she began giving him that look she gave him when she wanted it.
20 minutes later, Kate was on all four with Jack taking her from behind. He was thrusting deep into her, and he continued to work Kate’s new toy deeper into her ass. He knew that she was a wild one, but he never imagined he would be doing something like this with his roommate.
“Why are you stopping, keep fucking me!”
“Chris…” For a moment a thought had entered his head, it was elusive but definitely there. He had a roommate named… “Shit!” In his moment of thought, she had taken the initiative and began pressing herself harder against him, his cock now going deeper than it had all morning. “Fuck, I’m cumming!!!”
“I’m cumming too!!!” She yelled in ecstasy as she got on her knees and craned her head to kiss her morning lover hard on the mouth. The “Little Terror” was still vibrating in her ass as they fell to the floor. “Fuck, my friend wasn’t joking about this guy.”
“Hey!”
She looked over at Jack and smiled, “You were good as always, Jack.” They held each other for a while before Jack got up and slipped his boxers back on. Kate followed his lead, and got up and removed the “Little Terror” from her back side, switching it off. “Jack?”
“Yeah?”
“Who is Chris?”
“Oh… I don’t know, why?”
Kate held the “Little Terror” in her hands and weighed it, her mind trying hard to remember something. “Oh, nothing…”
“Merry Christmas, Kate,” Jack said as he kissed her cheek.
She looked up at him, her face beaming, “Merry Christmas.”
***
Back in the North Pole, Kip was sitting at a desk while Perry looked over a report across from him. “So… this 899.”
“Yeah, didn’t that get downgraded to an 815?”
Perry looked up from his report and raised an eyebrow, “Yeah, just a girl who didn’t appreciate her gift… which is all we could say as we never found a matching 899.” He looked at Kip long and hard, waiting for the elf to give something up. Kip just sat in the chair and smiled.
“Well, that’s great news.”
“Yes,” Perry said as he turned his attention back to his report, “that is great news. But that’s not why you are here today. On your last visit a gift registered a 999.”
This was news for Kip. A 999 only came in when someone was utterly and completely enamored with a gift. “Wow, that’s amazing.”
Perry said nothing, he just stared back at Kip for a long time. “Yes… it is amazing. Because of this, the big guy has asked that you be made a Gold-3.” Again, Kip was not prepared for that. A Gold level was someone who worked with Santa personally. “So... I guess, keep it up?”
“Yes sir!”
“Excused.”
“Thank you sir, you won’t regret this…”
“I said excused.”
Kip could tell that Perry suspected something, but he also knew that he couldn’t prove anything. He just left the office and walked down the hallway, whistling as he did so. Gold level, that came with one hell of a raise as well as a ton of notice. Kip thought about what he had done, and began to think of all the things he could do next Christmas to make Gold-2…
///// THE END
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