The first Christmas Angel

After a hard day of work, our back hurting and our arms exhausted, we find our way back to home. The Winter has Skyrim in his cold and harsh grip and the Streets of our Homestead Whiterun are filled with snow. For hours, we stand in the cold, chopping wood and catching us splinter into our hurting fingers. Now we just want some rest and the warm of our fire. But as we open the door and coming inside, someone so much hotter is waiting for us already.

Ariel stands next to a fully decorated Christmas tree, that was surely not here when we left. The Redhead wears, additionally, one of the best 'Santa Outfits' we saw this year. Maybe ever. With a heavy grin, the Lady steps before us and giggles almost nervously: "You like the tree?"

"The Tree, the presents, you! I like all of it!", we laugh as we see this warm welcome and look into the blue eyes of her. When Ariel hasn't grown like now, we are almost on eye level with her. Nevertheless, we are stunned by her looks, in particular when she starts whispering.

"Then I hope you will like this 'little' present too.", the Girl adds and pulls out a little Santa hat from behind her back. Gently, she puts it on our head, and we realize this small thing was made for children.

"Thanks, but... ", we start, wanting to complain with a smile, but the woman interrupts us by putting her finger onto our lips: "Shh. That's not the hole gift. Wait for it..."

In the second Ariel touches us, we can almost feel a tingle going through us. Is this because we think Ariel should be more than just a friend? More than the 'nice tall Girl' from across the street? But shortly, we realize it's not just this. As we look deeper into her magical eyes, we notice that we're starting to look up to her. With every second, we become a little smaller. It's almost like Ariel's Finger was pushing us down, gently and with a playful smile on her red lips. We start to tipping our head back as we pass her breast and getting smaller and smaller. As the shrinking stops, the little Santa hat fits perfectly on us, as we are now on eye level with Ariel's stomach.

"That's the present.", the Redhead finalized and comes even closer.

"Thanks..", we just tremble as we look up to the towering woman, her giant chest hiding parts of her smiling face.

After this, Ariel raps her first arm around us to cuddle, before her other hand presses our head softly against her abs. Now the cold of the winter is forgotten.