The Holidays Can Get a Little Batty, Ch. 01
Christmas
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This Story involves human females and Furry males engaging in sexual acts, so be aware if that isn't what you're looking for. I've taken a lot of inspiration from Jay Naylor's works, especially his "The Fall of Little Red Riding Hood" series, as well as E.Z. McCain's "Beastiverse" stories, so you may envision the world of these stories in a similar light. In this world, humans live in conjunction with various Beastman races, among other animals and mythical creatures. However, a curse borne by the ancient Goddess Hera has lived in the hearts of women for millennia, making them crave for Beast Cock and sex with Beastmen, Animals, and Monsters.
In this chapter, a young Bat high schooler gets an early Christmas present from his beautiful best friend, a night in bed with both her and another lovely older woman of his dreams.
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December 1
st
had finally rolled around, and with holiday fever starting to grip the student body the school had at once become abuzz in excitement and also an absolute slog to suffer through while waiting for break. At the very least, it was nearing the end of that particular day of drudgery; there was only one last class before the day's end, and most students were killing time in the interim period before it began.
Among the chattering of the restless teenagers, two in particular talked shop just outside the door of a classroom, a young man with deep, olive hued skin and a boy with a much more Animalistic appearance, rarer but not totally out of the ordinary in their town. Funnily enough, it was the Beast kid that was less the stranger in that town than this companion.
"You sure seem excited, Miri. I don't think I've seen you vibrating in your seat as much as you've been all day." The human boy commented towards the desk next to him.
"I am excited, it's finally Christmas season!" The Beast, Miri, spoke back through a wide grin on his muzzle.
"Really, that's it? I mean, not that I'm knocking Christmas or anything, but it's only December first and you look like your about to punch a hole through the ceiling."
"Oh right, this'll be your first holiday break here, won't it Marcus? We do holiday stuff pretty big in this town. Lots of events and stuff going on, and my family and a bunch of our friends throw a lot of parties. Trust me, you'll see."
Miri all but gushed as he explained his good mood to his new friend. The other boy, Marcus, had only just moved into the town of Odessa, Pennsylvania a few months ago, basically right before the school year started. His family found themselves right in the same neighborhood as Miri's, and besides that the two were both seniors in high school who found themselves sharing many classes. A friendship quickly formed between the two, something they were each rather grateful for; Marcus obviously as he didn't really know anyone else around, and Miri because he'd never had a huge amount of close friends to spend time with... well, no guys at least.
"Uh huh. Well, I'm glad you're excited, I think I'll be a lot more in the spirit of the season once we're
actually
on break. Just hearing Christmas music inside every store isn't really cutting it for me when I still have projects due by the end of the semester." Marcus fired back, mildly sarcastically.
"Yeah, that's fair. I'll still get you around to see everything before break, though." Miri assured his newest friend.
"So you're like the resident Christmas expert?"
"Hey, it's my favorite holiday."
"Gotta say, it is a bit funny. I really would've guessed you'd be way more into Halloween, you know, since you're a Bat and all." Marcus half-jokingly replied, though that immediately replaced the smile on Miri's face with an annoyed look.
Miri was indeed a Bat, a Pallid Bat in fact, and that would've been immediately obvious to anyone on first glance. Contrasting the golden tan of his friend, Miri's body was covered in a dark, silvery-gray fur that almost seemed to shimmer to purple in certain lights. Two massive ears sprouted from the top of his head, enough that anyone who only saw his silhouette could've mistaken him for a Rabbit. And while his arms stretched down into the same hands as any of his human classmates, a pair of leathery, velvet-lined wings filled the space between his wrists and his waist.
But that comment by Marcus was far from the first time he'd heard something of the sort, and in all truth, that kind of thing had become something of a sore spot for the poor Chiropteran. Miri didn't want to unload on Marcus, but he really resented that line of thought, hating that people always had to assume he must live for Halloween solely because he's a Bat.
"Nah, I'm not really that big a fan of Halloween..." But despite his grievance, Miri managed to hold back an outburst and just grumbled in mild displeasure.
"Heh, a Bat that hates Halloween and loves Christmas. You know, I bet we could write a best-selling children's book based off that." But Marcus just continued to gently prod at his friend.
But as Miri's ears just twitched in continued annoyance, a third presence snuck in on the private conversation. The Bat suddenly felt a small but familiar hand clasped over his shoulder, and knew at once who it belonged to.
"Uh oh, I know that look even from the back of your head. Let me guess, you're getting riled up over holiday stuff again?" A sweet, girly voice rang out just beside Miri's large, sensitive ears.
"Wow, spot on. I guess I'm not the first to make fun of that, then?" Marcus said through his grin as he eyed the young woman who now leaned heavily over Miri's shoulder.
"Not by about eighteen or so years." Came the good-humored reply at the Bat's expense.
"Noelle..." Miri could only continue to sourly grumble the girl's name in exasperation.
Noelle was the girl in question, and despite her immediate teasing of the Beast, she was in fact Miri's oldest and best friend. A beautiful, blue-eyed bombshell and often the desire of every young lad in the school, she'd nevertheless remained more-or-less glued to Miri's side ever since they were young children, and even in their senior year in high school the two were rarely seen apart whenever they could help it.
"Well, I know when I'm about to get booted from a conversation. I'll see you after class then." Marcus said with a sly smile and nod before heading into the classroom.
As his more recent friend departed, Miri turned his neck to cast a sideways glance at his longer-kept and infinitely more troublesome friend, but Noelle just came forward fully into his line of sight with a brilliant if playful smile.
"You know, maybe you should just consider going with the flow and embracing the whole Halloween thing. I bet it'd make instances like this a lot more pleasant to deal with." She unhelpfully suggested through a teasing grin, but Miri just blew her a mildly exasperated sigh.
"Not gonna happen. I've hated that I fall under that old stereotype for my whole life, and I don't think I'm about to stop hating it now." Miri whined some more, but ignoring the mischevious looks Noelle kept casting him, he made the decision he wasn't going to simmer over this anymore. So, huffing out a breath, the aggrieved Bat shook his head a bit and forced himself to pep back up.
"But whatever, it'll be Christmas soon, a
real
holiday, and that's all I care about." He continued on, his expression at once brightening, which Noelle was certainly happy to see. Even so she wasn't about to let up on her friendly ribbing.
"Oh, I know one of the big reasons you look so forward to the Christmas season. It's because you get to see Mrs. Klaus in her Mrs. Claus getup." Noelle fun at the boy, something that got an immediate rise out of Miri. She loved how easy it was to tell when he was blushing, even despite the dark fur hiding his cheeks.
"Oh shut up already." The increasingly embarrassed Bat angrily growled.
Mrs. Klaus was a member of the church that both Noelle's and Miri's families attended. She was an incredibly sweet woman and had always been so nice to them as kids, bringing them baked goodies and entertaining them at church functions and social parties and such. More important to the issue at hand, every year she and her husband Ruben would dress up as Santa and his Wife for the local "Santa's Workshop" at their mall.
Obviously, Miri and Noelle always knew it was their neighbors and not the master and matron of the North Pole themselves, but they never cared. But Noelle had always made a point of how, without fail, Miri would always gawk longingly over the pretty Mrs. Claus, even when they were kids. Now though, even as Mrs. Klaus approached forty years old, she was still a stunningly beautiful woman, and Noelle still never failed to notice when Miri's eyes would sparkle over his earliest crush.
"It's really too bad that you'll never get a chance to cozy up to Mrs. Claus for real." Noelle continued to mercilessly taunt her friend. "It just wouldn't work. Nobody would buy a purple, pointy-eared Bat in a red suit and white beard trying to pass himself as Mrs. Claus' husband."
"I could
so
play Santa if I wanted! Just because I'm a Bat doesn't mean I shouldn't be able to do the same Christmas stuff as anyone else!" Now Miri was starting to get truly indignant and defensive as he practically whined at his supposed best friend.
Unfortunately for the Chiropteran, Noelle had purposefully goaded him into saying something just like that, and he'd walked headlong into her trap. Now the teen girl utterly gleamed at him as though in triumph.
"I'm happy to hear you say that, because I just so happened to hear from my mom that Mr. and Mrs. Klaus are looking for a couple of extra helpers to play their 'elves' this year. And since you're
so
confident you can play up a holly-jolly role, I think we should go ahead and sign up!"
Miri's expression immediately turned from vexed to horrified and he quickly backed down. Noelle could see the Bat choke on his words, flustered beyond rebuke by her sudden turnabout.