Warning: These chapters are reuploaded and will have outdated writing and most likely bad grammar. I will be updating them soon, so do not worry about pointing out obvious mistakes, please.

Also, previously there were two parts to this story, but, I've put it into this one chapter so it will be longer than the others.

(WARNING: To keep with the theme of a monstrous creature who is meant to punish evil children, this lemon and chapter is borderline rape where Krampus pushes herself onto the reader and even physically harms the reader. If you have a problem with any of the themes above I urge you to skip this chapter. For those of you who wish to continue reading, enjoy!)

Narrator Pov.

Krampus, a half-goat half-demon that punishes naughty boys and girls during the Christmas season. She comes in the night and swipes them away using a variety of devilish toys and her evil elves. She never touches the good boys and girls, sometimes leaving them with an ornament to remind them to keep the Christmas spirit alive.

However, one year her attention is drawn to a family where every single family member not only has no Christmas spirit but also harasses (Y/N), the only one who still believes in the holidays. She plans to visit them on Christmas, but this time she won't be leaving anyone behind...

(Y/N) Pov.

I sit in a chair in my bedroom, writing a letter. Now don't make fun of me, it happens enough already, but it's a letter to Santa. Yes, I know that he's imaginary but I promised my grandmother to keep writing a letter every year and be good as if I was trying to get on the nice list. I never really knew why but she was always like that, trying to keep the Christmas spirit alive that is.

Unfortunately, when she asked the others in our family they denied. Some of them giving her the finger, literally. They never believed in the Christmas spirit and didn't care about other opinions on them which led to my childhood being filled with abusive siblings and neglectful parents around Christmas time as they tease him about believing Santa.

Speaking of, I hear the sound of my mother's car pulling into the driveway outside my house. I quickly hide the letter under my pillow so no one finds it and head downstairs to greet her.

On my way, I pass by my brother named Chris, "Where are you going butt face?" He asks like the child he is. I ignore his name-calling and continue to walk downstairs only responding with a simple, "Downstairs" as my answer. This annoys him, causing him to mumble a couple more names and or curses at me.

When I make it to the first floor of our two-story house my mother, or Nicole as she wants me to call her, has made it inside and is roaming about the house, trying to get ahold of her boyfriend. I try to say hello but she ignores me as she angrily tries to call him again. I sigh as I realize that nothing will change this year.

I sit down on the couch and look at our house, not seeing any decorations, even the ones I put up outside earlier are missing from what I can see through the large window in front of me, "Christmas Eve and no one cares... I wish I had a family with Christmas spirit. Not these guys..." I mumbled to myself as I slowly start to blackout after the long and exhausting day.

However, I'm awoken from my sleep by a freezing wind. I jump up confused and realize that the window I was looking through before I passed out was smashed open, causing the entire room to freeze over with snow on the ground, "H-how did this happen?!" I asked to no one in particular, stuttering because of the cold.

Suddenly, I notice a jack-in-the-box sitting in the living room, seemingly placed there when I wasn't looking. It starts cranking its own handle as a broken tune starts playing. To say I ran with fear would be an understatement. I run out of the house, my steps fuelled by the fear of what I had seen. While running I hear a strange thumping noise coming from behind me but I don't turn back to see what is following me.

After a bit of running and hearing the thumping getting closer and closer, I run into someone knocking us both over. I cover their mouth and move us under a nearby mail truck. I feel my heart rate increase dramatically as I hear one final thump, right next to the truck. I look to the edges of the truck and a pair of goat legs with snow sticking to the brown fur. They slowly walk around the truck only stopping when they are right next to us.

I feel my heart stop as whoever is next to us starts kneeling down to look under the car. But, fortunately for us, it stops when someone starts yelling out in the snowstorm, "Chris! Chris where did you fucking go!?" She yelled out in frustration and fear. I recognize the voice as Nicole and feel a bit of sympathy as the creature stands up and leaps away, towards the sound of the voice.

I quickly crawl out of the underside of the truck and roughly pull the person to their feet. And as I suspected, I'm met with the fearful eyes of the brother who left me for dead, Chris, "Why the fuck did you leave me to die!?" I asked, anger blinding me from the possible threat of that creature returning to investigate the yelling. He stutters before breaking down and simply crying as I drop him the snowy ground. He gasped as he landed on a leg injury I failed to notice earlier and started begging for me to help him.

I look down at the sobbing Chris, contemplating whether I should help him or leave him as he left me. But, my choice becomes meaningless as a blur dashes in-between me and Chris which takes him away. I let out a scream as I look around me, trying to see the creature through the snow. But, I back into something, feeling a strange warmth and something lick the side of my face. I turn around and blush when my eyes are met with the breasts of the creature that has taken my family, Krampus.

I know of Krampus because of the warning given to me by my grandmother after I promised her to keep the Christmas spirit alive.

"If you ever see a woman with a red outfit and goat head and she gives you a choice between an ornament or a note, pick the note." She said holding my hand. Confused I asked, "Why should I take the note? And who is the person you're talking about?" She smiles as a couple of tears roll down her face, "Just, please choose the note if Krampus gives you the choice..."

I'm back in the present as a suggestive looking Krampus presents her hands. In one, there is an ornament made out of some kind of metal with some engravings which seem similar to Krampus. Resting on the other is the note my grandmother spoke of. I hesitate as I look at my choices, however, Krampus gently pulls back the ornament, leaving just the note.

I stare at the note in Krampus's hand, my gaze occasionally moving up to her breasts out of a hormonal instinct. I shakily take the note out of her hand as she becomes visibly happy. She even does a little hop while waiting for me to read the note causing her large breasts to be an even more enticing sight.

I shake my head as a blush rises to my cheeks and move my attention back to the note I had in my hand. It was old and looked like it was ripped right out of a storybook with a picture with the writing below. Speaking of the picture, it was a depiction of what had just happened to me with the Krampus offering and bell and note to a small child. The writing below reads "If the not is presented, the Krampus wishes to keep you away from the dead. She will protect the child from anything, including her wild elves."

Confused, I look back up to her but she gestures for me to look back down at the note. When I do, I'm caught off guard by a different page off what I assume is the book explaining the Krampus. This time, the image depicts a child being stuck in a cage with Krampus petting them like some kind of animal, however, there is no writing on this page. I flip it over expecting to see the same printed text but I see one sentence written in blood, "I WILL MAKE YOU MY PET"

My eyes shoot up to her but she has disappeared into the snowstorm. In her place, is a familiar jack-in-the-box with its crank already winding down. Not wanting to stick around for this encore, I turn and start running but stop as I feel a weight on my right leg. Looking down, I feel my heart drop upon seeing a frozen steel chain attaching me to the box, "Oh fu-" I'm cut off by the jack-in-the-box springing out. To my relief, it seems to be an ordinary jack-in-the-box. However, it quickly becomes a terror-in-a-box as it quickly grows in size and looks at me with a jaw filled with razor-sharp teeth, "Seriously, what the hell!?"

The next thing I know, everything goes black as the terror-in-a-box launches itself at me and swallows me whole. My stomach starts doing backflips as I feel the moist, flesh-like insides of the abomination tighten around me. I struggle as I feel the creature slithers around, taking me somewhere far from where I was swallowed.

When we do get there, it takes a couple of gags before he can puke me back up, but when he does it only takes me one to lose whatever was in my stomach at the moment. As I'm puking my guts out, I hear giggling from behind me and it doesn't take a genius to realize who it is. After I finally stop, I turn around to confirm my suspicions, and while I was right about it being Krampus, I'm caught off guard by her having her panties off. She was getting off to my suffering, "W-what the fuck is wrong with you?!" I asked her choking on the burning feeling in the back of my throat from the aftermath of my vomit.

Rather than answer me, she smiles as I assume she notices the immense amount of fear in my voice. She stops fingering her self and walks towards me. At first, I back up thinking she was going to kill me or worse, but I'm stopped by a small elf-like monster who pushes me back towards Krampus. She grabs me by my neck and forcibly shoves her large claws, which are covered in her arousal, into my mouth. At first, I try to move away which makes her giggle but I quickly get a taste of the liquid on her fingers that she was using to push my tongue around, I suddenly feel extremely hot as I feel my blood rush to my lower region.

Before anything else could happen, I lose concessions as everything goes black, the last thing I see being Krampus's seductive smile...

When I awake in the warmth of a soft blanket with the crackle of a fire nearby, I think that it was simply a dream and I had fallen asleep on the window sill, so my mother had put me on the couch and wrapped me in a blanket. But, the constriction of a leather collar around my neck reminds me that my mother didn't give a flying shit about me and what had happened between Krampus and I was very real. Speaking of, I still had a massive erection and felt my body temperature rising by the second from whatever she had done to me.

I sit up and look around the room I was brought to and see a very dimly lit room with the only light source coming from an old fireplace. But, I don't get to look for too long as something roughly tugs at the collar around my neck, bringing me down onto the bed. I bring my attention to the leash attached to me and follow it only to find Krampus looking down on me, "What do you want with me?" I ask hoping it isn't what I thought it would be. But, as usual, she doesn't give me a verbal answer as she smiled at me, slowly using the hand she wasn't holding the leash with to pull down her panties, exposing her already wet pussy.

I feel my own arousal rising as I stare at her open legs but I'm snapped out of my lustful stare by her pulling me to the ground and grabbing the back of my head. Before I can even register what had happened she shoves my face deep into her crotch. I try to pull away as the smell of her unwashed fur overwhelms my nostrils but, she just keeps on pushing and doesn't stop until I submit to her, finally shoving my tongue as deep as it can go. When I do, her grip tightens on my hair causing a bit of pain as she lets out a moan. I continue to tongue fuck her until she finally pulls me away, giving me a small moment to breathe.

And when I say small, I mean small. Nearly the second she pulls my face away from her pussy, she shoves me onto the bed and rips off my clothing, clawing me in the process. I let out a whine as I feel the stinging sensation of her claw ripping through my flesh like paper. This seems to only turn her on even more as she straddles me and looks into my eyes, taunting me, "P-please, I-I'm not ready-" I try to ask her not to take my innocence so quickly but she just grins and falls onto my length, sending a wave of overwhelming pleasure through my body leading me to loudly moan.

But, rather than simply enjoying the sight of my will breaking, she clasps her hands around my throat and starts squeezing while roughly bouncing on my lap. I grab her hands trying to prevent my loss of airflow but she is too strong. However, this also strangely makes me even more aroused as I feel myself struggle for oxygen. She let's go on my neck allowing me to breath once again but her hands quickly find new homes as she uses one to pin my arms the wall behind the bed while the other holds me close to her body, denying me from escaping her as she bites down onto my shoulder causing blood to fall down my sweaty body and tears to finally escape my eyes.

All the while she is still bouncing on my lap, her soft ass slapping against my hips with each one sending another wave of pleasure making a horrific combination of both extreme pain and pleasure flow throughout my body. Even with the pain I feel, it doesn't take long for me to reach my end as she starts moving faster and faster. Suddenly, without warning, I explode and shoot my cum deep into the monster's womb causing her to let out a low growl. However, I'm not sure if it was because I had cummed inside her with no warning or if it was because she had broken me so easily...