These are my last images for the year, I’m taking a Christmas vacation after this before coming back in 2023. I did unfortunately not manage to finish part 3 of Xantos’ background story so you have to wait to after new year for it, but in the meanwhile I hope you will enjoy what I got so far^^

I have with irregular frequency been asked to draw a futa, but there are so many other artists around here that do this (and probably far better than me) so it doesn’t feel like another one is needed. This time however, I have made a rare exception and put my character, Moira, in the role of a futa and she doesn’t seem to mind the opportunities this brings. I don’t think the angle came out so bad this time, despite the difficulties of drawing someone from below, and I have made two versions: with and without see-through balls.

So from all of us, to all of you, a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Christmas greetings from Moira………………………………………………

It was the night before Christmas and Moira was excited. She dressed up in her Ms. Santa costume, consisting of a pair of high boots, a Christmas sack and a red skirt which she hadn’t worn since she was a child. Standing before the mirror, the latter fact was quite obvious. While the skirt was too short to hide her cock which pointed forwards in a proud erection, the upper part of the dress didn’t quite fit either. No matter how much she tried to close the jacket, it was impossible to get it over her voluminous boobs, they were simply too big and the cloth too small. But it was of no real importance for tonight’s mission, she had promised Lucy to be there for her during a Christmas dinner with friends. After Lucy’s supposedly best friend had cheated on her betrothed, she had asked Moira if help her sort things out.

With the sack on her back, the olive-skinned beauty ventured out and into the dark of the night where only the streetlamps lit the streets. She strolled down the roads and effortlessly stepped over the rooftops with her long legs, the people living inside so much smaller than herself that even their homes didn’t provide any hindrance on her way. She was careful not to make any footprints on people’s lawn or step on any of the parked cars as there were always those who would file a lawsuit for trespassing if she did so. On one occasion though, she couldn’t help herself but shove a romantic couple down her gullet when seeing them sitting lovey-dovey on a bench, they were simply too sweet and to walk past.

Moira came to the other end of the town in less than five minutes, stopped at the building of her destination and crouched down to peek inside a window. On the inside were a group of men and women who were having a dinner party and seemed to have a good time. She carefully knocked on the door and waited until somebody came and opened it.

“Hi Amanda, long time no see!” Moira grinned down at the woman who opened it.

“Moira, what the fuck..!”

Moira didn’t bother to wait for the brown-haired woman to conclude, she scooped her up and stripped off the woman’s clothing, letting her dress fall onto the roof.

“Wh… what are you doing?” she squirmed.

“Payback for calling me a dick on social media all the times!” she grunted and showed the naked woman into her cock, head first. Her screams were so muffled that Moira didn’t even hear them; she only felt the panicked squirms as Amanda was swallowed alive by her hungry member. She grabbed her cock to help the process with gentle masturbation, feeling Amanda’s body slip down four meters of warm flesh before a light thug on her balls signalized the arrival in her naughty sack. Below, a new person appeared in the doorway and Moira grabbed him just as quickly as Amanda had been; it was Georg. “Hi Georg, do you remember me?” Moira asked, knowing the answer already.

“Moira, what the heck is this? I will give you back the lawn mower I borrowed as soon as I’m finished. I promise!”

“It is December, Georg. The grass hasn’t been growing for month!”

“Then what need to you have for it now anyway, do you cut your pubic hair with it?”

Moira rolled her eyes and threw Georg in her mouth, let her tongue wash over him before promptly swallowing the guy, letting him join the unfortunate couple who already occupied her stomach.

A drop of precum fell down and landed on the entrance and the girl who came to check on her friends, screamed and bolted back inside and up the stairs to the second floor. Moira sighed; she could see through the window that she hides underneath a bed in a childish way. Not the least unsettled by this, Moira got down on her knees, laid her arms up on the roof and smashed her enormous cock through the window.

“Hey, what’s going on?” she heard another woman’s voice inside the room, followed by a scream when her head was hit by the tip of her cock. Her scream was almost immediately muffled when the cock pinned her against the wall and started devouring her like a hungry snake. Moira grunted and moaned; her cock worked on the smaller female with such sensitivity that she blissfully ignored the woman under the bed who climbed over the mating tool to get out of the room. A burp-like squirt from her cock painted the bed and wall white with a layer of cum before she pulled out again with the woman now securely trapped in her other naughty sack.

A quick glance inside another window made Moira come face to face with Joanna who was the one who escaped the bedroom, the chocolate-colored bimbo who was the main reason for her late visit. She didn’t fare better than Amanda when Moira’s hand smashed through the window and pulled her out to the night.

“Moira, what are you doing?” she cried when she started stripping her.

Moira, with a merry Christmas tune on her lips, simply said;” You have been naughty this year, very naught so I have thought up just the perfect punishment for you. I know you fucked Aron behind Lucy’s back in the office. Poor Lucy, he is her betrothed you know, and she is your friend! Friends don’t do this to each other, especially not when they are engaged and all things, you even had the guts to invite Lucy over to dinner! Did you hope that Aron would join her so you could fuck him again tonight?” Joanna tried desperately to come up with an excuse or apology, but Moira couldn’t care less and inserted the big-boobed woman head first into her cock. Moira soon let go of her so she could watch as the perfect body with the long smooth legs were being sucked in by her cock muscles. So preoccupied was she with this that she almost missed the man and woman who silently tried to sneak away from the house. It was pure luck that Sarah and Mitch didn’t get away. Moira rose to her feet and stepped over the roof, catching the couple in their sprint towards their car. The couple struggled and fought against her grip, unable to loosen it or get away as she hoisted them up to her face.

“Well, look at that. Merry Christmas to both of you. Especially you Mitch who has been staring up my skirt the entire year, do you see anything you like up there?”

“It is hard not to stare up your skirts when talking to you, they are way too small and one have to look up to get your attention when speaking!” he shouted.

“Don’t worry, I have actually decided to give you a Christmas present because of your unabashed admiration, and this delightful one doesn’t even require you to wear clothes while enjoying it!” she hummed and stripped the man naked in front of a blushing Sarah who tried not to look at his or Moira’s cock. But the blond woman was unable to stop herself from watching when Mitch was separated from her, brought to another hand that took him over to the gigantic pair of balls.

“Moira, what are you doing, are there people in there!?” he yelled when seeing the female shaped bulges and heard their soft cries for help. But the balls weren’t his destination. Moira used the other hand, which pressed Sarah up against the warm balls, to lift them up to get better access to her pussy. She took a deep breath and got a naughty smile on her lips when she felt the tiny guy enter her snatch, his frantic movements immediately felt arousing and sent a jolt of pleasure through her system. Her vagina muscles tightened and dragged him inside before she even let go of him, kneading and massaging his well-toned body towards her wet depths.

“Alright, it is just the two of us then. Sarah, the girl who think it is a good idea to pour itching powder in my clothes for fun. That is fun when you are six, not when you are an adult, why don’t you grow up like everybody else?” Moira tossed her gently up and down in her hand and almost failed to catch her before her fingers closed around a leg at the last second, making the blond hang upside down several meters above the ground. Her skirt also turned and revealed a naked crotch underneath.

“Wow, were you planning for something special tonight, or did you plan to play a dirty joke on someone during dinner? It must be Georg; I know you like that guy, so perhaps you should join him. I bet he would love to know why you aren’t wearing any pants.”

“Georg, where is he?” Sarah screamed. Moira hoisted her up, over her head and opened her mouth.

“Georg is a few stairs below, but it is a quick slide down so you will be there in a second.”

Sarah’s scream from the short drop, echoed through the night before Moira shut her mouth and started tasting her. With unabashed lewdness, she tasted and harassed the girl’s well-developed body, feeling the swell of her boobs against her tastebuds and the delicious pussy scraping naked against the same organ, over and over again. She would have tasted like a Christmas candy if it wasn’t for her clothes, though the skirt and loose jacked allowed plenty of skin to grace her tongue anyway. After a few moments of savoring the young morsel, Moira gulped her down, following the bulge down her neck with the tip of her finger until she disappeared and reappeared as another bulge on her belly.

After this, Moira got down on her knees again and looked through the windows. “Lucy, I have taken care of your problem, alongside a few personal issues. You can come out now, Joanna isn’t going to cheat on your guy anymore.” Nobody sat around the Christmas table, even though it was packet with good food. The cozy living room was also empty, the fire in the fireplace burning was unattended so Moira blew it out so it wouldn’t catch anything on fire by accident. “Lucy?”

Confused, Moira peeked through every window and knocked gently on the bathroom window in case she was there, but everything was silent. Eventually, she began counting on her fingers and realized that an embarrassing oversight had happened. The balls beneath her skirt squirmed and moved in rhythmic motions, putting her four-meter-tall boner in a state constant of pleasure. One of them sagged a bit more than the other and Moira smacked her face.

“Woops!”

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