“Why, hello there good looking.” He said casually to himself.
There was something about looking like someone else that just made him feel good. For centuries, Santa had the appearance of a jolly old, overweight man. He had come to terms with it and fully accepted himself, but this new Secret Santa device gave him a much needed liberation from the same old life.
As Santa continued to experience the euphoria of his teenage body, he suddenly heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Hello? Who’s there? Jake, is that you? I thought I heard your voice from upstairs.” The mother asked.
Santa bolted up from the rocking chair and collected his empty back of presents. He ran over to the fireplace and was taken back up. Santa appeared on the roof of the house and quickly got into the sleigh. Without hesitation, he yelled for his reindeer to move and they did just that.
Even though Santa had the appearance of someone in the house, he still didn’t want to risk anything.
Santa continued to fly from house to house and use his new Secret Santa to avoid any trouble. For the entire night, it went swimmingly. He became everyone from 10-year old boys to middle-aged fathers. Towards the end of the night, he wondered if he was ever going to go back to normal.
It was now nearly dawn and Santa had just one house left. He landed on the roof and did his usual routine. The Secret Santa picked up on a young man sleeping in the house. Santa confirmed and watched as his previous body (a little girl) grew into a 20-something hunk. Santa was standing atop the snow-covered roof shirtless in only a pair of blue jeans. He felt his face that now had short hair and stubble. Santa quickly grabbed the last presents and hopped inside the chimney to finish his night.
Inside, Santa triumphantly placed the presents under the tree and collapsed on the couch.
“Oh finally! What a long night. I can’t wait to-” He said in his new charming voice before being cut off.
“Wait to what big boy?” Another man said flirtingly from behind Santa as he turned on the living room light.
“I, err. It’s not what it looks like.” Santa said defensively as he shot off the couch.
“Oh of course it’s not what it looks like you little liar! I knew you wanted to go for round two! I leave you upstairs for five minutes, but you can’t control yourself. Come here!” He said as he came in closer for a kiss.
Not wanting to blow his cover, Santa decided to go with it. The man passionately pulled Santa in and grabbed his ass. Santa put his arms around the back of the man’s neck and continued to make out.