Twas a quiet night as snow gently fluttered about the brisk, cool air. Not a soul was up in the festive suburban town as Santa was came near, making his rounds. This time-bending, magical entity of jolly Christmas cheer held tight to the reins as he steered his sleigh clear, descending onto the roof of a little cozy home. “Ho, ho, ho! Let her down easy!” The rosy cheeked man let out a jolly and hearty laugh as his sleigh finally landed with a soft gentle thud against the snow covered roof. He hopped over the edge of the sleigh, causing various bells on his ride to jingle and sway. The snow crunched under his large leather boots as he made his way to the back of the sleigh. He grabbed the large burlap sack and with a grunt he lifted it free from the sleigh and over his back with ease. He looked around the roof, “These new houses never have chimneys!” he sputtered, his thick bushy beard shaking as he spoke. “No matter.” With a snap of his gloved finger he enveloped himself with glittering gold magic and with a *POOF* appeared in the living room.

The room had a tall, 7 foot tall christmas tree which illuminated the room with its fairy lights. Two stockings dangled from the TV stand, marked with the names June and Victoria. Various Christmas themed decorations and plushies scattered the rest of the room. “Let’s see here.” Santa reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a note which he began to read, “Dear Santa, I know this is silly and a long stretch but… what I want this Christmas is for me and my girlfriend to be pregnant and have tons of kids! My wife is bi and we are in a happy and loving relationship but I get the feeling that Victoria wants to be a mother one day and, well I can’t deliver on that and would appreciate your help. Also, there’s milk and cookies as well as carrots for your reindeer in the kitchen! Sincerely, June.” Santa looked up from the note and stroked his beard, pondering for a moment. He’d go check the kitchen first before coming to a verdict.

Sitting on the kitchen counter were two small plates, one with some homemade sugar cookies with a tall glass of milk sitting beside it and a note saying ‘For Santa!’ while the other housed 8 full sized carrots. “Oh! That’s so thoughtful!” He munched down his cookie, washing it down with the milk and leaving small bits of the baked goods lost within his beard. He then grabbed the pile of carrots and set them in one of his coat pockets. It was settled, he knew exactly what to give these two sweet women! He trotted back into the living room and stopped in front of their Christmas tree, pulling a large cube gift box from his burlap sack. “This is for making it onto the nice list this year!” He chuckled as he opened the top of the present and sprinkled his Christmas magic into the box. “And this is for thinking of my reindeer!” He pulled his hand back and flicked a large pile of the shimmering, gold magic dust which twinkled against the dull LED lights into the box. The box was brimming with the stuff as he gingerly set the lid back on the gift and left a note which read ‘Open Together’ sitting atop the present. “Ho, ho, ho, and thank you for the carrots!” He shouted with glee before snapping his fingers and vanishing from the living room. It was a busy night and he had many more houses to bring joy to tonight!

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“Vickie, wake up! Vickie!” June gently shook her wife by the shoulder’s, half-whispering and half-shouting in her ear as she just couldn’t contain her excitement. “I know you can hear me! Don’t make me tickle you!”

“Mmmm… Five more minutes!” Victoria muttered, still half asleep as she rolled over to her other side. 

“But you said that five minutes ago!” June whined, bouncing up and down on the bed. Her childish demeanor was short lived though as a mischievous grin crept on her face. She crawled over to Victoria’s side of the bed and poised herself above her before striking down a flurry of ticklish blows across her torso. “Wakey, wakey!”

Victoria shot awake, “Ha ha hah~! Stop~!” She snorted and laughed as she attempted to pull June’s hands away from her sides and belly but her wife’s hands were too quick, darting across her body just barely faster than she could keep up. “June~! Ha hah~ I’m up~! I’m up!”

“I know! This is for making me wait!” She continued her assault on her ticklish wife’s body, a smile plastered on her face. Something about watching her usually uptight and serious partner squirm and squeal underneath her made her seem so much more adorable than she already was. After a little more controlled torture she did eventually relent, collapsing on Victoria who was trying to catch her breath.

“Ugfh, you're heavy for being so little.”

“Hey!” June complained before intentionally pushing more of her weight into her wife. “This wouldn’t be happening if you didn’t pretend to still be sleeping!” She pouted.

“Okay! Okay. I just wanted to sleep in on a day off.” Victoria teased as she shifted her weight, throwing her much smaller girlfriend off of her. “What special thing did you have planned this year?”

“Ooh! I’m glad you asked. June sat up and used her hand to brush her blue dyed hair away from her face. With a spring in her step she jumped from the bed and made her way to the closet, pulling two plastic bags from within. “I got us some cute outfits this year! I saw other people doing it on Instagram!”

June handed one of the bags to Victoria who looked down and saw the festive wear through the clear plastic package. “Oh! Uh… This isn’t re-'' She looked up and was met by June’s wide smile, brimming with giddiness. She couldn’t not wear it, even if she didn’t really want to. “This wasn’t necessary!”

“You like it?” June’s eyes twinkled with delight as she lightly stomped her feet on the ground in excitement. “I’m going to get changed in the living room! I don’t want to spoil the surprise!” She practically sprinted out of the room, letting the door drift shut behind her.

“Hugh- As long as it makes her happy.” Victoria undressed from her pajamas and unwrapped the ‘special Christmas clothes’ her wife had bought for her. It was a short, but admittedly warm santa-esque dress which came with a black belt to wrap around her waist. She slipped on the black spandex pants and pushed her feet into the fluffy red boots, jingling the large bells strapped to the top of them. Her hands slid into the green arm sleeves and adorned her head with the matching bonnet before making her way out of their bedroom. “Okay I put on the outfit! Does it look-” Her jaw dropped as she looked up and saw June fiddling with a red and green striped bow which held her blue hair up in a ponytail. She was wearing a similar outfit to Victoria but hers had come with a different print on the dress as well as different shoes and sleeves. It even came with matching little, fingerless gloves! “You look frickin’ cute babe!”

June turned towards Victoria, her face blushing. “You think so?”

“I know so!” Victoria wrapped her arms around her wife and nuzzled her nose into June’s cheeks. “This was a good present.”

“And it wasn’t the only present we got. Look!” June held up a rather large box that was wrapped in green and red wrapping paper. Gold ribbons wrapped around the present as a frilly gold bow bounced on top, holding a small note to the box. “It reads, ‘Open Together’.”

“Does it have a name on it?”

“No…” June tilted the box, inspecting it for a or tag. “No name on it.”

“Hmm. I don’t see any harm in it. Open it up!”

“Okay!” June grabbed the end of one of the gold ribbons and tugged it free. As soon as the ribbon was clear from the box the lid came bursting off as gold glitter exploded over the two women. “Blugh! I got some in my mouth!”

“What was that?!” Victoria wiped some of the glitter from her face and looked at June. “Who the hell gave us a glitter bomb?”

“I don’t know? Did your parents come by?”

“No.” Victoria paused. “And even if they did, why'd they give us a glitter bomb?”

“I don’t know? Maybe they thought-” Two loud gurgling noises interrupted the glitter covered women as they felt a tight feeling fill their stomachs. June stumbled forward, her hands clutching her stomach as Victoria tried her best to hold her. “Maybe they thought it was funny? Ugh… Victoria? I don’t feel so good.”

“Agh… Me either!” Victoria panted, one arm underneath her wife’s armpits as she held her up and the other clutched around her own stomach. “Maybe we should sit do-OWN~!” Victoria’s voice suddenly rose as June moaned in discomfort as an unbearable pressure started in their stomachs.Their dresses began drifting up the women’s skin as their bellies exploded in size, both sets of tits stretched the fabric draped over them, as the wish June accidentally asked for washed over them. Within seconds their bellies surpassed the width and size of a twin mattress as the two women were bent down by their added weight. Their breasts ballooned in size as they bulged up from the dress, the fabric never giving as all four boobs swelled to the size of yoga balls. “Ugh~” Victoria moaned, “Is it over?”

“Yeah~!” June moaned back in response. “Victoria~? Do you~ hah~ believe in Santa~?” 

“What~? Why~?”

“Because~ AGH~ I think I know what happened~!”

The two girls sat silently in the living room, pinned to their spots by their immobilizing, massive, swollen bellies. Their swollen tits rubbed against the straining fabric of their dresses as the rose and fell, wobbling and jiggling with each breath. The two girls in shock from the sudden orgasmic bloating their bodies had just endured. “Hah~ Hah~” Victoria panted, “What does that mean~?”

“Well~ Nyugh~! I may have jokingly asked Santa to… to make us pregnant so we can have tons of kids~!” She craned her neck and met eyes with Victoria. “I know how much you wanted them~!”

“June I~ Oohh~! Fuck~!” Victoria keeled over, leaning further into her bulging stomach as something within her suddenly pushed hard against her tummy. “What was~? AGH~! Stop it~! It’s~!” More and more sudden kicks and bumps rippled across her belly's skin as uncountable hands and feet jostled and moved from within her womb, warping her taut skin. The paralyzing sensation of her belly being assaulted by tiny, sudden kicks forced her to convulse as she clenched her mouth, only allowing moans to escape her lips.

“Victoria~? Are you okay~?” June watched as her wife slumped on her own belly, her body spasming as she moaned in pleasure. June’s worry was short lived however as her own inner assault against her wombs walls began as little feet and clenched fists rippled across her belly. “Ah~ OH~ Why does this feel so good~! AGH~ It feels so good~!?” Each push and stretch of her stomach’s skin caused her legs to buckle as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her.

Victoria watched as June succumbed to the same fate and couldn’t find the entire situation incredibly hot. Her wife was in front of her, practically laying on top of her belly which was swollen with their children! And so was she, her jaw clenched shut as orgasms began to overlap. Wasn’t this supposed to be a mild discomfort? Why was it so… pleasurable? But she managed to squeak out, “How are we going to take care of all these~?”

“I~ I~ don’t know~!” June cried out. “Do you think we’ll be good parents~?”

“Aw~!” Victoria fawned over her adorable wife. “With you by my side we surely will~! Ngh~ AGH~!”

And that’s where our Christmas tale ends. Two sapphic lovers fulfilling a dream of theirs thanks to the kindness they shared with Old Saint Nick. They’d eventually settle down enough to figure out their future, no thanks to the overabundance of Christmas Magic that had… interesting side-effects on mortals. Oh well! Maybe Santa will get the amount right next time? Or maybe he’ll spread a little too much Christmas cheer?