Feature Writer: Destiny1961
Feature Title: This is My Diary
Published: Email to LS666 / 28.11.2021
Story Codes: Transgender, Satanic, Supernatural
Synopsis: Is Santa really Satan?
This is My Diary
Hello, my name is Mike, but friends used to call me Mikey and make fun of me due to the commercial, as thanks to being small and looking feminine they would say …
“Mikey will eat it, Mikey will eat anything.”
Over the past few years have become a bit of a conspiracy theorist, that would be fine ,except I am just coming of age. I became a “born again” at the age of around eleven and have always had an eye for things most do not catch. I have also been blessed with spiritual gifts, though at times seems like a curse. They even say I am ahead of my time. But my curiosity can get the better of me too and I do push the envelope.
Today I start a new theory as it get close to Christmas, that Santa is in fact the devil. But today I made the mistake of saying so in front of my parents who are devout and say I am evil. In turn I am now made to live with a nasty Aunt and Uncle who make no bones about their worship of Satan himself.
It is Halloween and I make the mistake of entering their private play room to find it set up for some sort of ritual. Bit I feel this evil around me and yet it is like it is welcoming me. I am feeling things that can only have to do with my spiritual gifts as hear a voice telling me to use and trust them.
I hear this soft music playing and it is putting me some sort of mellow type mood almost sleepy. On a table is some sort of bondage set up and a statue of Baphomet sits on some sort of alter and I go over to look at it. I see a bong and some elecit drugs on the table as I stare at Baphomet.
The face of the devil and a phallus with snakes around it, bit breasts as well. Is this real, and is it alright? I hear a noise and try to hide as my Aunt and Uncle enter the room,but they come right to where I am, as if guided to me. They have me come out to the open and ask my thoughts as they know my inner gifts.I do not realize they are naked as I ask about the statue.
They ask why and its like something guiding my words. Is this what they call trance state? I ask them about the duality and tell them about how kids call me a sissy and little girl and it is wrong. I tell then I put on my sisters bra and panties and stuff one day for fun and felt weird. They tell me the Christians make too big a deal and its oke to dress up if its for fun. But alas I must be punished for entering their private space and it starts, of all things ,with them lighting the bong and making me take a hit.
I do as told and as I get woozy my uncle picks me up, as I am very tiny, and he takes me to the table. He removes my clothing and bends me over and spanks me as he chants something. Then I am laid and bound and he slips something up my ass, a butt plug and my minds goes numb. I lay there as friends come in and they do some sort of ritual. They all look at me prone as they leave and one makes a remark that Santa would love me . It brings something to mind for some reason.
Two days have passed and soon I will be fifteen as my birthday was on Christmas ,which was why my parents said I was special.I am sitting in my room when Unc walks in as I am distressed. I found feminine clothing on my bed and wondered. He tells me he put them there and to go ahead and try then on. He hands me a CD with some music he says I may like and I put on the stuff as he watches me like some sort of pervert.
I sit as asked and listen to one track of the cd and feel weird.He asks how the weed felt and I tell him it was actually ok but the plug hurt. He tells me maybe Santa can make me feel better. I tell him that I believe Santa is the Devil and he asks me to explain. He goes and fetches a bottle of wine and pours me some as he says I am one step closer to being a big girl … Oops big boy and giggles.
I begin with my theory as I tell him first to think about it, if we switch letters from Santa, they become Satan. And then I tell him of how weird it is that Santa in the malls have little boys and girls sit on his lap as he promises them gifts. I mention how the Christmas tree represents where Christ hung but the balls are like, well ,testicles. He asks if I ever went to Santa at the mall, and that itself was a horror.
I tell him when I was eleven I went to about five malls and was forced to get pics with each Santa. I was small and had long hair and a passive attitude. I told him that each one asked what I wanted and called me little girl. And while each was different, it was like I felt a presence that was the same with each. But told them thay each time I mentioned I was a boy they said its more fun to be a girl. They told me girls get more and asked if womens underwear did not in fact feel better then boys. But how did he know. Each time I felt violated mentally and spiritually.
Then my Aunt came in and said she knows a special Santa who can help who is a VERY close friend and we were going to see him. I was made to smoke a little weed before we left and take a drink of wine.I had on the female clothing, which was a skirt and blouse but was told to just leave them on as no one will see me as he lives in a cabin in the woods.We head out and when we arrive it is like he truly thinks he is Santa as he has little people dressed as elves and the whole nine.
He has me go into this special room and there is soft music playing ,but there is distortion like a radio that is on two stations and you cannot understand one of them. He sits on his throne and calls me over and somehow all my doubts go out the window as I not only sit on his lap, I am straddling it. He tells me he knows my thoughts and I have been bad as he slaps my ass.
He calls one of his so called elves who brings a needle and he tells me its a precaution do to the deer. I do not fight it,but he says I need one a month and then tells me to relax. He tells me my thoughts have been scrambled and I am going to have to be a good little girl as my birthday was two days away. He tells me I am going to have a very special sweet sixteen next year if I am a “good girl”.
I tell him I am a boy, when he reminds me, I have one female clothing and even a bra and panties, which he says will fill out then changes the subject. He is holding my ass as I feel his bulge but am not doing anything about it.I am told it is ok to play dress up and he knows I like the feel of the bra and panties and he has a special gift for me.He tells me to enjoy and he will see me next year for the big gift.
The next day is Christmas and my birthday and we celebrate as I am allowed a drink and hit the bong, but its like I am not in control. We have a little ceremony in their special room and I am allowed to thank my God as they thank theirs. But there is a presence I cannot deny, but it is their room so do not say anything.
I am then told to open what Santa gave me. It is a sexy bra with something attached and a pair of panties, but there is a butt plug that goes with them that has some sort of remote. I am told to try them on and as I do the bra seems to attach and it vibrates. Its suction takes hold of me and massages my chest. It feels good and then he says he has to give me a booster shot from Santa and it may make me want to lay down.
He takes me into my room that has now been made into a sort of non binary place and bends me over my now, canopy bed.He tells me he wants me to be whatever I want living with them. He rubs something on my butt to numb it then the shot and then I feel something weird as he then has me sit on the edge of the bed. I sit and feel it, he snuck the butt plug in and it is now vibrating.
The music again getting to my head as he has me take a.hit from the bong and close my eyes as I start to wobble. He puts his hands on my shoulders as he asks Satan to take care of his little one and help me. And as I hear that name I open my eyes to see his semi hard cock in my face. I look up at him as now the bra has started to suck my chest and pull on it and the plug vibrates quicker and he just nods.
I grab his cock and lick it as he tells me this is one pleasure females get and I slide it into my mouth as it stiffens.He takes my head and seems to be chanting to Satan as I am having my face fucked, but it is ok. Finally he lets loose and cums in my mouth as I notice aunty standing there and she tells me I am a good girl. At this point I am confused as the bra releases and my chest is plumped lightly like having breasts. the plug stops and I lay back.
I’m unsure who or what I am but I started as a Christian boy who was straight and now I like wine and weed and sucked my own Uncles cock and have not even reached sixteen. And I am laying here with a butt plug and it actually feels like it belongs. In the next week it is going to be a new year and I can start over as my theory starts to resurface in my mind.
I think ,what kind of man thinks he is Santa Claus, to a point he has people dress like elves and seems in his home even has a shop. Then I think what kind of young man wears womans underwear and seems to be growing breasts. They say where you start the new year is how the year sill go and I get a package the last day of the old year. It is from Santa and is some sort of his special herbal egg nog.
It is getting close and I am going to start the year clean, as my Aunt and Uncle call me to their special room, or ceremony room or ritual room. I am told to put on some girl clothes and then special bra and panties and do not deny. I arrive in the room as I see a bunch of men around. There is a set up and my aunt is bent over as my uncle says it is time for me to learn about sex. But the only woman there is her.
The music starts and my mind goes numb, the bra has been pumping me as somehow in a week its like I am growing breasts. I am made to get nake and lay down and am bound again.The chanting starts and I swear I see shadows as they grab a candle amd drip wax on my nipples and then my aunts as just before they take turns going into her from both holes.I is like we are connected as each times one penetrates her I can almost feel it.
One in each hole, including her mouth. Then he appears, it is Santa in a slight version of his outfit and he grabs a candle and instead of dripping pours wax on my puffy boy tits and licks my body.He whispers to enjoy as he walks over to aunty. As he shoves his cock down her throat he looks over as I gag, as if it was me.
He goes around her back but does not use her vagina as he shoves into her ass and I moan. I feel it as if it is me. He pounds her as I continue to moan and then quivers and cums for what seems forever.He finishes and as he gets ready to leave he tells me he will see me on my sixteenth.
I am laying there as my aunt walks over and sits above my face and has me lick her vagina and asshole as she has me taste all that was inside her. It is like my mind broke as now I feel something I never felt before, lust. I am finally let loose and am quite dizzy as I go back to my room. I sit and as was now the norm,Unc comes in and feeds me his cock and cum. I look at the clock as I swallow and realize as the years started I was in that room. I was becoming some sort of sex toy.
It is now getting close to my next birthday and through the year I was made to wear girls stuff while home and the bra somehow has given me small breasts. I have gotten my shots and drank the special egg nog and start to realize it may be hormones. I have been made to smoke weed and watch sexual rituals, but they are turning me into a girl, but it is lust that has gotten me.
It is Christmas eve and we sit and start to celebrate with some wine snd the usual drugs but some harder. they tell me fo let them do there job as we are going to Santa. They say tonight he will be making a special toy and I will be part of it.
We get to his cabin and upon entering are made to get nake. I now have distinct small breasts and am able to take a bigger toy in my ass. I not only feel pleasure in feeling like a girl but pure lust is now consuming me.I was told when I was sixteen I would be a woman. I am called to his toy making room and there is a table something like at home. He calls for the elves to turn on the music and bring me a drink.
I drink and am woozy as he calls me to his lap. I straddle as I am weak and he says he knows what I want this year. He knows I want to be a grown up and that means sexual and asks how strong the lust is. He tells me I am going to help with a special project as a black couple asked for a fuck toy.
He hold me from falling over and tells me we must start somewhere and tells me I was right about who he is as I feel his cock slip from his pants between my cheeks and starts to grow. He tells me this was what I wanted and he made me so he owns me as the cock is now pressing against my hole. My small body is no match for him as he lifts me snd puts me into position then slides me down onto his cock.
He lifts and drops me onto it then has me bouncing in his lap like playing horsey. I look around as he is pounding me like a little toy and the elves now are getting naked. He starts to chant something in the way of allowing the seed to be absorbed as I become a toy. He then slams me down on his cock as it penetrates my deepest part and I feel the heat.
I hear him call to my inner gifts for him to control as he tells my body to submit. I will no longer be human but a toy for his legions and it starts the next morning. I am then slid off him and laid down on a mattress in the middle of the shop as the elves are told to transform me and prep me for delivery. I have the in my mouth and ass as I am gangbanged and filled over and over til my mind pops.He watches as my body goes limp and I no longer control my actions as I start to fall asleep.
I hear a voice from a man and what seems to be a woman as I awake and am in their living room under their tree. I hear them say it was what was promised, their own sex toy. I see the man with a big bulge and is it, the woman looks like she has an even bigger bulge.
They grab me and take me into their bedroom and he starts by opening my mouth and shoving his cock straight down my throat. But I do not gag as if it was made for it.and then I feel her at my asshole, but she is huge as she is a shemale. Her hubby tells her to sit on the sofa in the room and then lifts me and sets me.on her cock snd slides me up and down on it.
I feel it but cannot do anything as my body is limp and feel then cum a few times before a ring at the door. I see as it is him Satan Claus and he enters the room and is told to enjoy with them. He reminds me he told me the best was yet to come as he looks even bigger and shoves his cock into my wet hole and pounds me. He tells them they need to share the toy snd they leave the room.
He tells me I should not have messed with him as he pounds me over and over and the the door again as he cums a very long hot load. Then the room fills as I saw these people before as they were a group of Satanic bikers my parents ran off years back. They notice sho I am and tell me what comes around goes around and they use me over and over.
THE END