Training To Be Santa (Mini Story)

"Whoa!" Saul said.

When his girlfriend Nicki Kringle said her dad was Kris Kringle and she wanted to show him his workshop, he thought she was just being cute. But here it was, Santa's workshop, filled busy elves and reindeer playfully flying in the windy skies.

"You know, my dad was interested in retiring and I think that you might have what it takes to replace him." Nicki remarked.

"You think I could be Santa?" He said with childlike wonder.

"Of course, but there's a little test you have to pass first. Something to impress my dad enough for him to take you as his apprentice."

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"C'mon, you're almost halfway done!" Nicki encouraged.

She had taken him to a cookie storehouse filled with enough baked goods to feed a small country. She told him that if he ate it all, it would impress Santa enough that he might take him under his wing. When Saul expressed disbelief that he could eat so much, she gave him a potion she said would make him able to eat as much as he wanted without feeling sick.

True enough, he wasn't feeling sick after eating thousands of cookies, but boy did he feel full.  He felt way too full to continue eating but he did so in hopes of impressing Santa, and also because Nicki kept pushing him on. As he ate, his body began to magically grow at a slow pace until he was almost five dress sizes larger. His clothes began to feel tight and hot so he took them off one by one until he was sitting there in his underwear with a good view of continually increasing body fat. Nicki, for her part, wasn't too put of by the change. In fact, as he ate and grew, she stared at him with all the lust of an animal looking at a slab of meat and she proceeded to rubbed his stuffed belly and pinch his still growing flab rolls.

"C'mon baby, don't slow down now!" Nicki said as she jiggled his gut, causing him to belch.

"Could I have some milk or something?" He weakly asked.

"But of course!" She replied.

She undid her coat and removed her shirt and bra, allowing her plump breasts jiggle bare and free, her nipples hardening from the chill and her own arousal. Before Saul could say anything, she pressed her large mammary to his lips. He was too stuffed and sluggish to resist so he just suckled her engorged tit for about two minutes. Once he was done, he had barely let out a small burp before Nicki  began shoving more cookies in his mouth.

"This will go by faster if I help you." She said as she fed him. He was too full and tired to protest, so he just chewed and swallowed whatever she put in his mouth and suckled off her whenever she brought one of her breasts to his lips. "Once my dad see what a big, jiggly cookie eater you are, he'll be more than happy to show you the ropes."