Krampus' Biggest Nightmare Part 3

On the eve of the big night, Krampus is finally feeling confident enough to show off all his hard work!

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Krampus was finally starting to feel it. With mere weeks before Christmas, his hard work looked like it might finally be starting to pay off. Only Yule seemed to really understand his need to make himself scarier, and the Black Santa only had his roommate's encouragement to keep himself going- and now, the reindeer was here as Krampus reaped the rewards of his hard work.

"You- you think I should strike a pose or something?" Krampus rumbled. The hulking beast's voice had, somehow, dropped an octave- a deep, gravelly, rich bass that made Yule's tail quiver.

"Oh- yes, absolutely!" Yule said, trying to hide his excitement as he held up his phone. "You look positively terrifying. We gotta show everyone how much fear you'll strike into naughty children!"

"Heh, well…" Krampus chuckled in spite of himself. "If you say so."

The Black Santa's sheer size and weight was off the charts; Yule could feel the floor tremble with Krampus' heavy footfalls. His massive legs were bigger and sturdier than any Christmas tree, thighs rippling as he stomped, widening his stance- Yule could hardly wrap his arms around those legs, as he had to help peel off the shredded remains of his camo trousers, leaving Krampus in shorts that were practically painted on. But as imposing as his legs were, the rest of him was positively monstrous. Getting through doorways was impossible without magic; his shoulders were sprawling mountains, and his immense, bulging back was wide enough to land a sleigh on. His chest surged outwards, two immense pecs big as a full sack of presents wedging his strong, bulky jaw in the cleft between them. His arms, however, were spectacular- his mammoth biceps and billowing triceps the size of anvils combined were bigger than Yule, and as he flexed and tensed his arms, the reindeer felt his heart leap, watching that engorged muscle inflate to breath-taking size.

Krampus had his specialized combat claws fitted on his heavy fists and struck a pose, stomping his combat boots one more time and rolling his massive shoulders.

Yule bit his lip. "You- why don't you smile?"

"Smile?" Krampus rumbled.

"Yeah! You know, a big, toothy grin, like you're… y'know, ready to, uh- r-really mess someone up."

Krampus arched his brow. "You okay?"

"Just get ready for the picture!" Yule said, his voice weak.

The beastly Black Santa tensed his titanic arms one more time, and readied his pose. His face had been altered by whatever powers had allowed him to grow so powerful; his jaw and chin had thickened, his brow heavier, and even his tusks had grown larger. It was hard to tell if Krampus was even aware of how big he had gotten, but when he smiled, Yule actually felt himself get a little breathless.

"...Did you take the picture?" Krampus huffed between his teeth.

"Huh? Oh! Yeah, yeah- oo, very scary. I- I'm shivering," Yule said half-mindedly.

"You, uh… you don't look very scared…" Krampus rumbled, watching Yule as the reindeer grew closer. His smaller roommate's tail was wagging, and his hands were now resting on Krampus' arm, squeezing and testing that rock-hard muscle.

"Oh, trust me," Yule pressed his cheek against the swell of Krampus' bicep. "I'm terrified."

"You… you sure about that?" Krampus rumbled, lifting Yule up as the reindeer clung to his massive arm.

"Kram," Yule still rested his head against the beastly Black Santa's bicep, "Perhaps I like getting scared…"