The Christmas Tree

The following dark story has themes of non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes. If such content offends you, please do not read. This is an erotic FICTION story not meant as any sort of gender, political or societal protest. This is purely for entertainment and never meant to happen in reality. If you have issues with such kinks, please do not read.

"Hey Tinny, what the fuck you doing?" John asks as he walks into the dorms' common room. The common room is a huge room right between the boys and girls dorms at the University of CBIS. It's where students can hang out between classes or at night where they are able to watch TV, play games or sit and chill.

Tinny, who is a freshman at the university, looks up from his kneeling position over an artificial Christmas tree that has been taken down. He gives John a knowing look, showing he's not having a good evening nor does he want to be doing this.

"I'm taking down the Christmas tree," Tinny answers with an annoyed sort of tone. He then slides the bottom part of the tree into the box that the tree came in. Not the entire tree is back in its box.

"I can see that, you turd. Why are you taking it down? It's freaking Christmas Eve," John complains, annoyed himself.

"Because-" Tinny starts to explain in a bored, defeated tone but is interrupted.

"Because there should not be anything religious in a public location!" the loud and booming voice of Rebecca says, showing she was waiting to have a confrontation over the tree.

Rebecca, who is commonly known as "Becks" stands up from the couch she was sitting on, ready to confront John the moment he walked in. Becks is a nineteen year old skinny black woman who describes herself as an uber progressive feminist, who fights every wrong until it is made right.

The moment John hears her voice, he sighs. John, like most people that know Becks, hate having to interact with her, for the most part. There is rarely any interaction with her that doesn't turn into an argument or end with her trying to make a scene.

"What are you talking about?" John asks, genuinely confused by what Becks said. He looks at the black freshman girl who marches over to them, clearly wanting a fight. There's even a smile on her face as if this is her Christmas present.

"The Christmas Tree is a religious icon. Since this is a public space on a university that receives GOVERNMENT funds, it is illegal, you understand neanderthal?" Becks tells John, her voice and attitude booming as she tries to use her small frame to intimidate the much larger student.

"What did Mops do?" John asks Tinny, turning to look at the kneeling student, ignoring Becks completely.

"Don't call me that!" Becks cries out, her face turning red, which is a sight to see on her dark face.

Most of the people that know Becks call her "Mops" behind her back, while some, like John, call her it to her face. It's from an insult that was hurled at her one fateful day in this very common room.

Becks was trying to study at "Prime Time" which is what the students call the time period between 7 pm to 9 pm in the common room. Already annoyed by the noise the crowded room was making, Becks got up to throw her drink away to find that when she returned, someone had sat in her spot on the couch.

Looking for someone to take her aggression out on, Becks confronted the boy that took her seat on accident, telling him off for being rude as her books and papers were all spread out on the coffee table in front of the couch. This attracted the attention of the common room due to how loud Becks was getting.

What Becks didn't know is that the boy she was telling off was very high. Instead of being scared or intimidated, he found the skinny girl very amusing. Then he found himself staring at her chest.

"You know, you look like a mop handle with tits. Anyone ever tell you that?" The stoner had asked Becks, referring to her very skinny frame that carried her FF cup breasts.

At this comment, everyone in the common room laughed and her nickname was born. This chased Becks out of the common room for a week, as her skinny, large busted body was a sore point for her.

"Mops complained to the Dean and filed a formal complaint," Tinny explains to John exactly what Mops did. To this John sighs again.

"I was told to take the tree down immediately, I think because I'm one of the few people not going home for Christmas break," Tinny explains, caught in the middle of a stupid war.

"You should be thanking me!" Becks exclaims loudly as she marches right in front of Tinny, not understanding why he isn't on his hands and knees thanking her.

"Huh? Why in the hell would I do that?" Tinny asks, very confused by her statement.

"Because," Becks says, clearly getting uncomfortable. She then looks at John, and right after back at Tinny, as if she shouldn't need to say it.

"You're Jewish," Becks finally spits out, except when she says this, there is attitude behind it that she is trying to hide.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Tinny says just as loud as Becks. Upset he stands up, ready to fight for his Jewish heritage from the likes of Mops.

"I didn't give a shit about the Christmas Tree, Mops," Tinny says, pointing at the tree that is in the box.

"I actually liked it to be honest. It brought personality to a very boring room," Tinny adds on, looking at Becks as if he could spit at her.

Deciding it's not worth it to engage further, Tinny kneels again, using scotch tape to tape the lid of the decorations tub closed. He decides to just ignore Becks, which is what most people do until she goes away.

"Mops, you waited till Christmas Eve to do this?" John asks, scoffing at the ludicrous scene of Tinny taking the tree down on Christmas Eve.

"You couldn't have complained three weeks ago? You had to wait till tonight?" John asks. He asks this as it is the elephant in the room. She waited till it would be the most upsetting to do it.

Everyone knows Becks has a habit of trying to stop others from having fun, especially those she doesn't like. Like an old nasty lady that wants others to be as miserable as she is, Becks has taken the Christmas Tree for a small number of students that were not able to go home for the holidays.

"I don't give a shit what time it is," Becks says, waving off John's statement.

John knows he is giving her what she wants for Christmas, which is her to be able to argue and ruin someone's evening. That is why he opens his mouth to say more, but then stops himself.

"Look man, the tree is already put up. I just want to put the lights away and then I'll be able to put it in the closet," Tinny tells John loudly, trying to stop the argument before it gets too loud so he doesn't have to hear it.

Around Tinny are two large plastic tubs. One is filled with the plastic decorations from the tree. The other is currently empty and it is where the Christmas lights are going to do. At the moment the three strands of lights are spread out behind Tinny.

The double doors to the common room then burst open with a great deal of force. They are flung wide open as if they were kicked hard, slamming hard against the wall.

Time seems to slow down for the three in the common room as they see the doors open. They all turn to look, wondering who opened the door like that.

"Merry fucking Christmas you dipshit assholes," Bert proclaims loudly as he enters the room.

The large man then downs the beer can he has, then crushes it against his forehead. Once crushed, he tosses it across the room and yells out a drunken "Woo!" He then opens his arms out wide as if saying "I'm here!"

The large student is named Bert, who is known as a "freshman senior," which means someone that's repeated the same grade here more than a few times. He marches in, appearing very drunk, followed by four others. Bert is the largest and tallest of his friends, having a beer gut from all his drinking and partying but still sporting the lettermen jacket he earned his freshmen year.

Behind Bert are two couples, both boy-girl. They, like Bert are very drunk and high, having been partying most of the day. Unlike Bert, they aren't fat or poorly groomed. This is because every few months Bert finds new friends that haven't gotten tired of his antics or partying. He just wants people around that want to party.

Each of Bert's friends hold a half-drunk bottle of hardcore liquor, which they plan to finish before they pass out tonight. They all take sips from it, looking just as excited as Bert does to keep partying. So much so that one of the men is actively groping his partner, his hand under her shirt to hold her breast. Then in a drunken manner he tries to suck on it, forgetting that she still has a shirt and bra on.

"Oh, fuck this," John says with a great deal of concern, immediately exiting out the side doors of the common room. John, like most people do not want to interact with Bert out of fear. Bert is not known as a friendly drunk to put mildly.

"

HEY! WHERE THE FUCK IS THE TREE!

" Bert yells in anger once he notices the Christmas display is no longer in its place in the middle of the common room. His eyes widen and his face glows red with extreme anger as it's clear he came here just to see the Christmas Tree.

"Be careful, he looks drunk, again," Becks warns Tinny, her eyes locked on the large drunk man as he stumbles towards her in the middle of the room.

"Ask MOPS!" Tinny yells, but when he does Becks notices it sounds like he's far away.

Becks turns to look at Tinny but she finds he is no longer next to her. She sees just a glimpse of Tinny's back before he disappears out the doors, right after John.

"Mops, what the fuck?! Did you steal the fucking tree?!" Bert roars as he drunkenly looks down where the tree was, seeing a few fallen bristles still on the ground where it was.

Becks opens her mouth to point out that the tree is right at his feet, just in the box, but stops. She recognizes that he is extremely drunk, so normal logic-based conversation isn't going to work. Plus Bert is rather stupid, so this makes things harder.

Bert's friends follow behind him, the two couples walking together, or stumbling rather. When they reach the center of the common room they plop on the couch, watching to see what crazy thing Bert is about to do.

"No, I didn't steal the tree, and don't call me that," Becks tells Bert as calmly as she can. She much rather scream at the drunk asshole but she knows he would just scream back.

"Mops? That's your name?" One of the female friends of Bert asks, the one that isn't still being openly groped. She drunkenly laughs at the name, where her male friend joins in.

"Nah, it's not her name, but it's what we call her," her partner answers before Becks can say anything. Becks then scowls at him, not sure how he knows this nickname as he doesn't look familiar to her. She doesn't think he even lives in the dorms so how would he know?

"Why y'all call her that?" the girl asks, very curious.

"Cause this," Bert answers, his voice booming even if he's not trying to be loud.

Bert reaches down to grab the bottom of Becks' t-shirt. With a great deal of force he yanks it up, exposing Beck's skinny stomach, and FF black cup bra. His yank is so hard that he covers Becks' entire head with her shirt.

"Holy hell, those are fucking huge!" the girl exclaims, right before Beck yanks her shirt out of Bert's hand.

"Don't fucking touch me you Neanderthal!" Becks yells as Bert, holding her arms over the front of her shirt as if he's going to try to lift it again. This causes everyone in the group to laugh as they each think she looks like a little kid whining.

"Well Mops, I came to look at a Christmas Tree," Bert tells Becks, as if implying she best make a tree appear.

Becks' eyes widen as she thinks Bert is going to try and set up the Christmas Tree. Her anger flares at this as it took too much work to take it down for a drunk asshole to try and put it back up. This makes her mind whirl with ways to stop him as she knows she can't physically stop him.

Bert wraps an arm around Becks' much smaller frame and gives her a side hug. He pulls her against her, holding her tight and hard in that side hug. This causes Becks' words and actions to disappear as she is lightly crushed by his hug.

"Where...where we going to get a tree at?" the groping male asks, his hand still under the girl's shirt, not that she seems to notice. It's pretty clear he's very high and hasn't been paying attention.

Becks wants to yell out, "The tree is at your feet you fucking retarded morons!" but with Bert's hold on her, she can't talk. She is currently being crushed, and he's too strong to push away.

"We need a tree. Best find one, or I swear I'm going to burn this shithole to the ground," Bert threatens the group, finally letting go of Becks as if he didn't know he was hugging her.

Becks backs up, trying to get air into her small frame not to mention get away from Bert. She then watches Bert lean over to look at the side of his belt. At least that is what she thought he was doing. She now sees that he lifts a plastic grocery bag that is tied to his belt.

Amazed by how trashy he is, Becks watches Bert reach inside the bag and pull out a new can of beer which he immediately opens. As the bag swung and bounced off his leg while he walked, the beer foams a great deal once opened, forming all over the ground.

"What about her? Could, like, she be a tree?" The girl being groped asks, her eyes barely open revealing she's not just drunk but is achieving better living through chemicals.

The girl is clearly looking at Becks when she says this, to which Becks gives her a look that clearly shows that she thinks the girl has an IQ of dirt. The others soon do the same, looking at Becks as if she could somehow be a Christmas Tree.

"Yeah, she destroyed the damn thing. She should be made to be the new Christmas tree then," the groped girl's partner proclaims with conviction.

"I'm not a fucking tree you moron. And if you guys look at the ground, you will see that-" Becks begin to say, wanting to inject some common sense into the stupidity.

Bert reaches over and grabs a rough handful of Beck's pajama bottoms, right at her hip. His hand bunches up the fabric, even managing to grab her panties underneath. He does this rather fast for being drunk, as Becks doesn't notice until he's yanked her pajamas and panties down.

Becks screams as her pajama bottoms and panties are yanked all the way to her ankles. Bert makes sure to pull them all the way down to her feet hard, which makes Becks bend over to try and grab them as she can feel air upon her womanhood.

As she bends over, Becks loses her balance. She feels herself about to fall over and do a face-dive. In response she steps forward to stop this. When she does, she manages to pop her right foot out from her bottoms and panties completely. With her stepping forward like that, Bert pulls her clothes back, causing Becks to nearly trip with her trapped left foot. The result is that she steps out of her bottoms and panties completely, leaving her bottomless.

Humiliated and with a red face, Becks grabs the bottom of her t-shirt and yanks it down, trying hard to hide her now bottomless body. Her t-shirt was already long enough that it went down past her hips, but being exposed like this makes her feel as if her womanhood is on fully display with spotlights on it.

The drunk group laugh, mainly at Becks' reaction. Each of the group has seen each other naked due to all of their drunken, so seeing someone naked isn't a big deal for them. But seeing a nerd react in such an extreme way is very comical to them. It makes them want to mess with her more to see her react.

Bert stands up tall, holding Becks' bottoms and panties in his hand like a trophy. He holds them up high as if he's about to play "keep-away" with them as Becks eyes her bottoms. But she knows they are way too high up for her to get, even if she jumped. And to do so means letting go of her shirt so she doesn't.

"You...you..." Becks stammers, shocked that she's being sexually assaulted like this. And in the common room of all places.

"What the fuck you doing man?" the groping man asks Bert. He's stopped groping his partner and takes a long sip from his bottle as he sees the scene in front of him. The look on his way shows that he still wasn't paying attention and wants to know why there's a bottomless woman.

"You always start with a bare tree, you all know that," Bert answers with a laugh, tossing Becks' clothes clear across the room before drinking half of his beer.

Time once again moves in slow motion for Becks. She sees the mountain of a man who is Bert walking towards her and in this moment she knows exactly what he is about to do. This makes terror strike hard, freezing all of her insides. It is like finding that something impossible is true, where your brain just can't process it.

Becks understands that in Bert's drunken mind, he is about to make her into a Christmas Tree somehow. She doesn't know what that means or entails, so she begins to panic as she knows her life, or at least her collegiate life is in danger.

Doing what she should have done from the beginning, Becks turns from Bert and prepares to run. She decides to do what Tinny and John did the moment they say the big drunk bastard, which is to get the fuck out of here.

Turning while still holding her shirt down, Becks looks very much like a streaker about to run across a baseball field. But when she turns, she sees the non-groping man standing in her way. On purpose he stands there, bottle to his lips, looking down at her.

Seeing the man there makes Becks pause. It hits like a physical blow that he knew what she was going to do. More than that, he is willfully participating in this. It isn't just drunk Bert wanting to sexually assault her, it is now all of them.

Not used to such a dangerous situation, Becks takes too long and Bert grabs her t-shirt right in the middle of her back. Like before, his massive hand bunches up the shirt as he gets a very good grip of it.

Becks makes a very high-pitched yelp sound as Bert yanks her shirt upward. He lifts it with such force that for a moment Becks' feet leave the ground. With her arms down, the raised shirt doesn't come off but gets stuck right around her arms and neck. This causes the front collar of her shirt to choke the scared girl, cutting off her air as the rest of the shirt presses against her body.

Bert doesn't notice that he's choking Becks, nor would he care if he did. He keeps on tugging and lifting the shirt, his drunk brain not understanding why it isn't coming off. This causes him to choke Becks harder, scaring her more since she is unable to breath.

Not seeing another way out of this as the group just laughs at her instead of helping, Becks lifts both of her arms. She lifts them up and wiggles, helping Bert to remove her shirt in hopes of being able to breathe with it off.

With her arms up high, Bert is finally able to yank Becks shirt off completely, leaving the college girl stunned. Since she wasn't wearing shoes or socks, Becks is now completely naked in front of the small drunk group with only her arms clutching herself to try and hide her nudity.

All of the fight is taken from Becks along with her clothes. Scared like never before, she squats down, her arms clutching her skinny naked body, desperate to hide her nakedness. Any thought of running or hiding flees her mind as she has never felt so incredibly overwhelmed. Her only thought is to get down as low as she can to hide.

"No, please stop. Please. I'll put the tree back up, I will!" Becks begs hard in hopes they will leave or at least leave her alone.

Not to be diverted from his task, Bert grabs a handful of Becks' hair and pulls up. This forces Becks to stand or have her hair yanked out, where both of her hands try to pry Bert's hand out of her hair.