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A Hefty Clause
Bruce had been Santa for the past decade now. Originally he lived in a quiet neighborhood on the east coast of the US. A few years out of college, living on his own and working as a mechanic. One Christmas Eve he was woken up by the previous Santa on his roof. Bruce had shouted at him causing him to fall to his death. After that, Bruce went through a whole night of crazy events that he initially thought was all a dream. Whisked off to the North Pole in a sleigh flown by magical reindeer. Brought to Santa’s workshop where he was greeted by a crowd of elves. Told that he’d be the new Santa since the last Santa died and he put on the suit. When he woke up the next morning he was back home and just wrote the whole thing off. The preceding year would come to prove him wrong though. As months passed his appearance gradually changed. First his facial hair got quicker at growing back. Stubble would appear on his face in a matter of hours. Eventually it got to the point where he'd shave a
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A Present From Santa
(SSBHM, XWG, magic)
This was the first year that Theo would be spending Christmas alone. Usually spending this time with his family, Theo had a very busy work schedule and was not in a good enough situation to take time off for himself. Since travelling to his parents’ house would have cut too many hours away from work, he made the decision to spend the holidays alone.
His family understood, they knew that it was Theo’s first couple months at his new job and he desperately wanted to do well in a profession that he was new to. Working right up to 7pm on Christmas Eve, Theo returned to his apartment exhausted. He was happy that Ch
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Contrast: Appetite
You've always been the first person to finish eating first. The mess splayed on the round table, me, you and the others on a semicircle booth, stuffed out of our minds. Yet, you were the only one that barely had five hundred calories. A slice of pizza, some cheese bread and fries were enough, you say. "Live a little." One of our friends say to you. "It's the new years." You politely declined the friend's offer, of course. This meal had already set you off and you'll be running around the neighborhood in the morning and in the evening. Anything to keep your waist below the 30" mark. Then, I get another slice, subtly pushing the large pizza, still within its box, to your direction. "We can't finish it on our own. Just one more slice. Please?" No? Well, we didn't expect you to say yes to the offer anyway. Of course, you berate us for being so lax and unstrict with our diets, like our waistlines were so prone to damage like yours. Heh. -- "Just one?" You say, burping out the
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Here's the third and final Christmas story of the year, slipped in under the wire.
Originally I had a much different idea, a spin on Night of the Meek, but before I sat down to actually write it I just couldn't see the story being that interesting. Not to write, not to read. It would only work as a beginning and an ending, not a full narrative.
Fortunately I came up with this idea a few days ago. Santa's almost never (never at all?) the focus of a weight gain story, is he? He usually just delivers gifts that cause growth.
Originally I had a much different idea, a spin on Night of the Meek, but before I sat down to actually write it I just couldn't see the story being that interesting. Not to write, not to read. It would only work as a beginning and an ending, not a full narrative.
Fortunately I came up with this idea a few days ago. Santa's almost never (never at all?) the focus of a weight gain story, is he? He usually just delivers gifts that cause growth.
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