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“What is that damn pervert doing?” Dale stood next to Jerry behind a red curtain, unable to move or speak as they listened to the idle chatter that had built up over the last hour. His bottle cap sized nipples stood poignantly erect in the cold stagnant air. Ross had left them frozen in his living room for over a week until one day he woke up jolly as ever. First thing he did was drag Dale and Jerry behind this curtain before he changed our outfits into something ‘a bit more festive’. Of course that meant that Dale was set up in an unbelievably skimpy ‘Mrs. Claus’ costume, one which only sported a pair of red leggings and a Santa hat. Meanwhile Jerry was dressed up in a reindeer costume, which consisted only of a brown shrug and an antler headband.
Ross slid between the curtains, making sure to open it just enough so neither Dale nor Jerry could see what was going on. At some point he had changed into a rather conservative Santa Claus outfit, beard, sack, and all. “How’s my two favorite co-workers doing? I see the cold air’s nipping at your buds! Eh?” He nudged Jerry with his elbow, taunting the fact that they couldn’t respond with a tasteless joke before clearing his throat. “Anyways, I ‘convinced’ Mr. Withers to let me host the office party and I thought that you both could help out with the secret santa gift exchange while I set up the snacks and drinks.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small golden bell which promptly rang. “You two will follow every command I give you, is that clear?” Ross waited for an answer, watching as Jerry turned his head away and Dale scowled at him. “You will answer me when I ask you a question. Was I clear?”
“Yes.” Dale and Jerry answered in unison. Their voices betrayed them as their mouth’s moved of their own accord and spoke.
“Good!” Ross clapped his hands together and flashed a smile at his captives. “Now the two of you are going to be the centerpiece for the gifts so put on your friendliest face and smile wide for our guests.”
As told to, the both of them lost their sour expressions as their faces contorted themselves into a forced toothy smile and their brows unfurled. Despite their now approachable demeanor you could still see their true emotion via their eyes. Jerry blushed, his eyes wavering as the embarrassment of the situation got to him while Dave stared daggers, a silent fury burning in his iris.
“You will greet the guests and thank them for coming, directing them to set their gifts around the two of you. In fact…” Ross walked around the two girls who stood perfectly still and at attention. “Stand back to back with one another.”
Dale felt his legs move against his will, his face forced into an eerie faux smile as he turned and faced away from Jerry. He then backed up until he was shoulder to shoulder, ass to ass, with his work friend.
“Hmm… almost. Try squatting down and putting your arms behind your head.” Ross watched with a smile on his face as the women in front of him, in unison, bent their knees and began squatting. Their shoulders and butts never left each other as the ladies came to a rest squatting with their legs spread wide open, exposing their uncovered labia. Next, their arms lifted themselves up as they settled their hands behind their heads, leaving their ample chests jutting out prominently. “Now that’s more aesthetically pleasing! Don’t have too much fun.”
Dale, still staring daggers at Ross with all the vitriol he could muster, watched as his captor slipped back through the curtains leaving him and Jerry to themselves. He heard Ross clear his throat, just on the other side of the curtain, as he spoke out over the small crowd. “Thank you everyone for coming and celebrating the end of year festivities with me today. Please, help yourselves to some refreshments and snacks and enjoy yourselves. We’re going to gather all of the gifts around,” he pulled a small decorative rope that was fastened to curtains which caused them to draw back and uncover, “Dale and Jerry.”
Their coworkers erupted into a cacophony of boos and complaints as they jeered the very presence of their workplace nuisances. But that wasn’t the worst part, at least, not to Dale. Why were they acting so nonchalant about this whole situation? Why were they- “That bastard! He must’ve used that bell on everyone at the office! It’s the only thing that makes sense!”
“Now, now.” Ross quieted the crowd, “I know not everyone gets along with them but they so graciously offered to help serve as entertainment for the party and I couldn't say no to that. Isn’t that right?”
Ross turned away from the crowd, a malicious smile plastered on his face. Before Dale could even think of a string of expletives to hurl Ross’s way his body moved of its own accord along with Jerry’s. “We’re here to help!” Their voices were seductive in an almost taunting way as they rang out in unison, proudly displaying their alien bodies to their co-workers.
“See? Now let’s have ourselves a jolly and festive night!”
Ross stepped down from the makeshift stage and made his way to the kitchen, leaving the two helplessly immobile women to entertain the guests. It started off innocent enough, a few coworkers made their way up to them, made idle chit chat which Jerry and Dale were forced to be chipper about, and dropped their gifts down slowly building a ring of wrapped boxes gift bags scattered around them. That was until Jessie made her way up to them.
“Wow! Ross really wasn’t lying when he told me you two were making up for your behavior.” She knelt down, dropping a gift bag directly in front of Ross’s defenseless crotch. “I think you’re gonna like what your secret santa got you, it’s perfect for the ideal woman like yourself.” She flicked one of Dale’s nipples and stood up, laughing to herself as she vacated the stage for everyone else to pile up their gifts.
The night dragged on with people slowly trickling in, which Dale and Jerry ‘eagerly’ greeted them with a sweet and warm greeting. The pile of gifts built up around the glorified statuettes as their stiff and poised limbs grew sore from maintaining their pose. Of course, once the last guest had arrived and dropped off their gift they weren’t free from their torment as their frozen limbs burned for a break as everyone mingled and chattered, mostly ignoring the two lewdly displayed girls apart from the rare side eye or two.
The monotony and idle chatter was broken by Ross tapping a knife against his champagne glass. “We’re gonna start the gift exchange so gather around the living room!” Everyone gathered around the living room, their attention focused on the gifts about to be exchanged (totally not the two nude vixens working as a living centerpiece for the event). One by one each gift was given out, most being simple things such as gift cards or new coffee mugs while the occasional gift was something more personal. This continued on until there were two gifts remaining in front of the aching yet still posed women. “Those must be for you two! Let’s see what special gifts you both got.”
Ross picked up a box wrapped in red and silver wrapping paper which was set snuggly underneath Jerry. “This one says it’s from Craig from the HR department and it looks like he left you a little note. It reads, ‘You've always been a pain in my ass so I figured I should return the favor’” He tore the wrapping away and took joy in watching Jerry’s eyes grow wide in fear as he saw just exactly he had been gifted; a large buttplug with a fake reindeer tail attached to it alongside a bottle of lube.
Craig called out from the crowd, “I’ll help him out with his new gift!”
“Alrighty then,” Ross chuckled as he turned his attention away from Jerry, who was now being approached by an all too eager Craig, and towards Dale who had a small gift bag in front of him. “And who is this one from?”
“Ooh, wait!” Jessie waved her hands as he pushed her way to the front, “Can I do the honors?”
“Uh… sure Jess.”
Ross stepped to the side and handed the bag to Jessie but that’s not where Dale's eyes were watching. He watched as Craig positioned the fist sized buttplug directly underneath Jerry’s ass and began slathering it with both hands with line. The tip pushed into Jerry’s ass as he was unable to move, still remaining in his squatting position as his eyes screamed for help. “Hey!” Cold, dainty fingers wrapped around his chin and jerked his head to the side until he was face to face with Jessie. He was so preoccupied with Jerry that he failed to notice Jessie had already opened his gift and knelt down in front of him. “I know you're already the ‘perfect woman’ with these massive slobbering titties,” she emphasized her point by grabbing on and wobbling it, taking joy in Dales reaction as he winced and looked away, “but I thought I’d get you a little something to compliment them.” He heard the jingling of bells as Jessie rambled on and on but all of that was background noise to him. Jerry moaned and pleaded for them to be gentle as he was grabbed by the shoulders and pushed down onto the thick buttolug beneath him. It slowly spread his ass cheeks apart as it was forced deeper and deeper into his anus. At the halfway point it had stretched him out to the point where his anus was clearly visible, no longer hidden behind the supple flesh which were his ass cheeks. It twitched and pulsed as it was stretched ever more until there was a loud, squishy pop and a guttural moan as Jerry’s anus clasped around the thinner base. “-so hold still!”
“Wait? What?” Jessie put her index finger and thumb at the edge of Dale’s plump areola and squeezed, eliciting a high pitched squeal from him as she forced his nippled prominently outward. With her other hand she swiftly threaded the thin golden bar of her gift through his nipples, fastening the strap once all the way through and dropping it from her hand. The bell clanged as it dropped, putting it’s full weight at the very tip of Dale’s nipples.
“Doesn’t that look nice?”
“Yes!” Dale said against his will through clenched teeth. It didn’t take long for Jessie to repeat the same process with his other nipple. Each soft breath caused his massive mammaries to rise and fall, softly jangling the bells as they bounced atop his soft nipples. Jessie meanwhile let herself off the stage, joining her work friends in the crowd who were recording the whole ordeal on their phones.
“Okay,” Ross re–centered himself on the stage, standing in front of the two abused girls who despite having tears run down their faces were still smiling and outwardly jolly. “Who has not received a secret santa gift yet?” Two hands rose up from the crowd. One was the rather overweight and old Mr. Withers, the CEO of the company. And the other was Audrey Wall, the subject of Jerry’s incessant pestering to give him a shot and date him. “Well… I believe Dale and Jerry were supposed to get you guys your gifts but they were too busy helping me set up the party.” He rung the back of his neck sheepishly, feigning embarrassment on behalf of his captives. “I know,” he snapped his finger and pointed to no one in the crowd, “why don’t the four of you head on over to the guest room and let loose for a bit?”