A Very Fuzzy X-mas
By Jag
Contains M/M vore, underage prey I guess.
Kitten Jag (c) Jag
Fuzzy (c) his player


The sound of crinkling paper and popping bubble wrap could be heard all through the house. In the corner of the living room there was a large pine tree set up, strung with lights and littered with ornaments. It was quite the sight to behold by anyone walking into the room and seeing the tree decorated like that. It was very impressive to view even if it was something that was seen everyday. Around the living room sat the three occupants of the house. The first was Steven, the white anthro bunny who was laying on the couch near the tree, watching an old Christmas show playing on the television. Wings, the brown anthro Pegasus, was sitting in his leather chair, wings tucked around him as he read a book. The random sounds of popping bubbles were coming from nearby the tree, produced by Jag, who wasn't really his normal self. Instead he was about three feet tall and was much cuter, basically a kitten. Rolling around in the wrapping paper he batted it up into the air with a paw until it fell on him, which caused him to giggle loudly and pounce on some bubble wrap, sending an explosion of sound into the room. Steven pointed the remote at the television and turned it up a bit before glancing over at Wings who was nose deep in his book. Steven then coughed lightly to himself, getting Wings to look up from his book.

"Did you really have to turn him into a kitten?"

"What's wrong with that? It's Christmas Eve, decided that it would be fun to watch Jag be a kitten for a couple of days so he could really enjoy Christmas. Plus he's like the only person I know who you can say two words to and he'll turn into something that cute."

"Well I can easily turn him back with just two words."

"If you do, I'll be sure you don't get any X-mas presents."

"Oh yes cause that's what I need, a bag of tasty carrots..."

"Hey! I told you to stop snooping!"

"RAWR!"

With that Jag interrupts the conversation by leaping onto Steven, causing him to almost freak out at the sudden as the kitten pounced on top of him. Steven looked down at a large grinning Jag as he laid on top of the warm bunny, causing him to snuggle up against him, purring happily. Steven smiled down at the kitten and glanced back over to Wings.

"Alright, so it was a good idea for him to be a kitten."

Jag nuzzled against Steven's belly a few times before crawling up onto his chest, laying down and nuzzling under his chin, getting a loud murr from the bunny as he laid there. Jag licked Steven's nose quickly before giving him a big smile.

"Hey bunny...can I open one present before Santa comes?"

Wings stood up and carefully moved over to the tree, causing Jag to watch him and then stare back at Steven, giving a few purrs and nuzzling against him, before pushing him into submission with a very cute mew.

"Alright, you can open one thing tonight. Wings, please get Jaggy a nice gift that he can play with for awhile before going to bed."

"Yay! Horsy! Pwease gimmie something good!"

Jag crawled off Steven and scattered back over to the tree, plopping himself down on the floor as Wings reached under the tree and pulled out a small ball like present. Handing it to Jag, the kitten quickly started to paw open the gift, pulling out a medium sized ball of yarn.

"YARN!"

Letting the ball roll a few feet, Jag quickly got to his feet and leapt onto it, rolling about on the floor a few feet before hugging it close to him, raising it up to his mouth and biting it a few times and getting both Wings and Steven a little laugh. Nibbling on the yarn, Jag leaned forward and sat up as Wings stepped around him and sat back down in his chair.

"Thanks bunny and horsy!"

The two of them smile and nod back at Jag as he rolled the yarn a few more feet and pounced on it once more, tumbling about and giggling happily as he continued to play around with his new toy. As the night wore on, Jag continued to play with his ball of yarn, never giving up on it and just toying around. As Steven's movie finished up he yawned to himself and slowly stood up, Wings closing his book and getting up as well. Jag looked up at them and pulled the yarn ball into a big hug, purring happily and staring at the two of them as Steven moved over to the kitten, leaning down to pick him up and hold him in his arms. Wings patted Jag on the head a few times and then went off down the hall and toward the kitchen.

"Ready for bed Jaggy?"

"But I wanna see Santa..."

"Well Santa won't come till your sound asleep, but you can stay up to help Wings set up milk and cookies for Santa if you want."

With that Wings could be seen coming down the hall with a barrel in his hands. The horse moved past the other two, Jag peeking into the top of the barrel and seeing it filled with cookies with a jug of milk on top of it. Wings then set the barrel down right next to the tree as Steven set Jag down, causing the kitten to run right to the barrel and peek back inside.

"Wow! So many cookies..."

"Yes Jaggy, the Santa coming to visit us really loves them. He'll eat them all up and have some milk, maybe even crash in our house for the night."

"Really!!"

"Yup! In the morning you could even meet him Jaggy, but you gotta go to bed before then."

Jag smiled and then quickly ran toward the stairs, climbing up them and running into his room, leaping onto the bed and snuggling under the sheets. Wings and Steven both head up the stairs as well, Steven breaking off to his own room as Wings headed to Jag's room, peeking inside and smiling as the kitten tried to fake sleep.

"Nighty Jaggy kitten."

"Night horsey."

With that Wings closed Jag's door and moved into his own room, shutting his own door and climbing into bed.

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A couple of hours went by and Jag still couldn't get to sleep, just wanting to see Santa before tomorrow morning. The kitten knew that he had to see him tonight since he only had a smaller chance of meeting him that morning. Slowly getting out of his bed he snuck to his door and quietly pulled it open, making sure not to make it squeak as it normally did. Creeping down the hall, Jag carefully walked down the hall, hearing Steven snoring a bit through his halfway open door. Trying not to giggle at the snoring bunny in the room the kitten carefully made his way down the stairs, making sure to step down two steps every so often to avoid a squeaky step. Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs he moved to the living room, sighing to himself as he saw the milk and cookies still there and full, meaning Santa had not come at all yet. Jag yawned to himself and paced around a bit before slumping in the chair nearby the cookies. He looked at the clock nearby and flicked his tail a few times, purring to himself as he was really happy that he would finally get to see Santa.

Perking his ears he smiled to himself as he thought of a great way to surprise Santa. Jag carefully got onto the arm of the chair and got onto the barrel's rim, slowly sinking his feet and then body down into the soft cookies. He worked the rest of his body under the cookies, disappearing from view and giggling a bit to himself. He would so surprise Santa when he popped out of the cookie barrel. It would get both of them to laugh and be a great ice breaker between the two. Smiling to himself he shut his eye a bit and just imagined what would go on between the two when he finally popped out. Purring happily it wasn't long after closing his eyes that Jag drifted off into a deep sleep.

Twenty minutes later the front door of the house slowly opened up and shut behind a dragon, not just a regular dragon though. This one was about a medium sized fuzzy dragon, sporting a pair of wings on his shoulder as well as a beak and Santa hat on his head. Looking around the room, Fuzzy moves off down the hall and into the living room, tilting his head about as he looked about, dragging with him a bag filled with a few presents that he put under the tree. Sitting down on his rump he looked at the barrel full of cookies, drool dripping down his beak as he leaned forward and snatched one out of the barrel, quickly snapping it into his mouth and gulping it down. Letting out a loud sigh of relief Fuzzy leaned forward and took a beak full of cookies into his mouth, swallowing deeply and letting out a loud chizzit as he pulled the barrel down some in his lap and stuck his head inside, gulping down as many cookies as he could.

Halfway down in the barrel off cookies, Jag carefully turned about, feeling a bit of warm air slowly moving closer to him, getting him to purr some in his sleep. His ear flicked some as he felt something wet move over the top of them, shutting his eyes tighter and rolling about in the cookies as his head was suddenly engulfed in warmth. He yawned some as the warm feeling moved down his neck and over his shoulders, Jag's head being pressed into a tight hole and being pushed about, feeling warm and tight walls pulse around him. He murred happily to himself and yawned some, feeling cookie run past his body and push against him as the warmth pushed over more and more of his body, his fur getting matted down with warm liquid and the cookies smearing into his fur a bit as they were gulped down with the kitten.

Fuzzy gulped a few times as he continued to eat as many of the cookies as he could. Currently he was working on a rather large one that seemed not to want to work its way down his throat. Although Fuzzy wasn't going to give up on this large cookie, never having met a cookie that he couldn't eat. Opening his beak a bit more he worked it over more of the cookie and took a few more deep gulps, his neck bulging out a bit with the cookie's form, murring some to himself as he continued to lick and lightly munch on the smaller cookies around the larger one. Fuzzy kept up with his deep, wet gulps wanting so badly to get such a tasty cookie inside of his belly, making him drool a bit more, which in turns caused him to gulp deeply a few more times.

Jag yawned some to himself and turned around some, or at least tried to as his lower body was able to turn some, but his upper body was stuck in the tight, wet place. He slowly opened one eye and saw nothing but darkness, wetness moving over his eye which caused him to purr happily and nuzzle against the warm walls around him as he drifted back into sleep. His chest and belly were quickly pushed into the warm tube next, causing him to wiggle his feet some and flick his tail back and forth as his waist and thighs were taken into the wet place, his fur being smeared down with cookie and saliva as his form pushed down the dragon's throat, disappearing past his chest and starting to push past a tight ring, before into a mostly empty space, just a bunch of wet cookies at the bottom of the tight belly.

Fuzzy moved his head out of the barrel some, using his tongue to snake over the much larger cookie and take in a few of the smaller ones in the process. He swallowed deeply a few more times, feeling the last few feet of the cookie move into his mouth. It felt funny that such a large cookie could be furry and actually tickle him, but he paid no mind to things and kept opening up and swallowing, feeling determined to work all the cookie in and pack it away in his belly. Already the feeling of being full was moving over Fuzzy, but he kept up the swallowing, not wanting a cookie to prove him wrong in anyway. Swallow after swallow continued until Fuzzy felt the last few feet of the large cookie push into his mouth. Closing his beak with a light click, Fuzzy pulled his head from the barrel and took one more huge swallow, the cookie bulge pushing down his throat and pushing out his belly as it piled into it.

The kitten body slowly worked down the rest of the tight tube of the throat, legs and feet disappearing down the throat before being sealed in dark wetness. With a few ticklish licks to his feet the kitten was pulled all the way down into the throat and made a quick journey into the belly of the dragon, curling up inside of the warm stomach atop a pile of mushy cookies. He purred happily to himself as he rolled about as best he could, murring some as he stretched out in the belly, pushing his footpaws against the belly before going still, sleeping deeply inside of the nice warm belly. The kitten didn't even mind that much as he felt a warm liquid being poured all over him, causing him to murr happily in his sleep.

Fuzzy finished off the rest of the cookies in the barrel before downing the gallon of milk that had been provided for him. Licking his beak he let out a loud chizzit and patted his stomach a few times before climbing onto the couch and resting his eyes, soon enough drifting off into a very deep sleep as well, the Santa hat falling over his eyes as he slept with a kitten tucked away safely inside.

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Wings and Steven both woke up at around the same time, meeting in the hall and heading downstairs and into the living room. Both smile as they see Fuzzy sleeping on the couch, beak open a some drool running down it. A few moments later he opened his eyes and leaned forward, his belly sloshing about and the sudden movement causing him to burp loudly. He turned to face the other two and smiled at them, licking his lips and burping again.

"Thanks for all the cookies guys, they were great chizzit! So where's this kitten you wanted me to meet with?"

Just then a few movements could be seen inside of Fuzzy's belly, pushing out against the belly walls and a deep purring coming from inside. Fuzzy looked down to his belly and then back at the others who started to laugh some, Steven being the first to point out what just crossed all three of their minds.

"Guess you already met Jag then. Hope he was as tasty of the cookies."

Fuzzy nodded a few times and licked his beak a few times.

"He was even more delicious then the other cookies chizzit!"

The three started to laugh loudly then, Jag purring happily inside of the belly as he pushed around inside of it. He'd enjoy himself in there for a few more minutes before being let out and having one of the best Christmas days ever.