This story is my entry for the 2013 Winter Holidays Story Contest so, if you like it, please remember to vote! Thanks for taking the time to read, and Merry Christmas to all!
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Katy silently sprinkled the last of the sparkling dust across the snow and looked up at the clear, night sky, watching for reindeer. Seeing the sky empty except for stars, she turned to admire her handiwork; the blanket of snow wrapped around her house shimmered with the silvery dust. As she trudged back through the powdery snow, her breath freezing in front of her, she stopped to admire her snowman.
His eyes were the same bright blue buttons she'd used for every snowman since she was a little girl, and he wore a red and green scarf wrapped around his neck to keep him warm. And Katy couldn't help but smile as she looked down at his giant prick made of snow.
Her older sister, Lauren, thought it was hilarious to sneak out and put a penis on Katy's snowmen and it had become an unofficial Christmas tradition. Even though Lauren no longer lived at home, Katy could see that this year had been no exception.
As Katy admired his frozen flagpole, she thought her sister had outdone herself this year. The snowman's wintry whopper was at least ten inches long, thick and sticking straight up; she could never figure out how her sister made the frosty fucksticks so big without them falling off.
Lauren had also taken the pebbles that made up the snowman's mouth and circled them in an O, as if he was having an orgasm, and moved his tree-branch arm to his frozen banana to make it look like he was jacking off. Katy put the arm back in its proper position and rearranged the pebbles into a warm smile.
"I wish you were my boyfriend, with your beautiful blue eyes and your beautiful smile. You don't look like the type of snowman who'd cheat on his girlfriend with her best friend. And you've also got...that." She looked down at his giant snow staff and bit her lower lip. Katy reached out her fingers and gently brushed them against the tip, wondering if cocks actually came in that size and, if they did, if one would even fit inside her tiny pussy.
Opening the bag of reindeer dust, she spotted a tiny bit left in the corner. She turned the bag upside down and sprinkled it all over his icy erection until it sparkled.
"I wish you were real...then I'd never be lonely at Christmas again," she whispered.
Katy walked up the back stairs and stamped the snow off her boots outside the back door. Taking one last look at the yard, amazed at how the dust had made the snow sparkle, she headed inside to get warm.
As she took off her boots and threw her pink scarf on the kitchen table, her mom came into the kitchen and handed her a steaming mug.
"Did you use it all, honey?" her mom asked.
"Yeah, I sprinkled all the stupid dust."
"Don't be like that, Katy. You love spreading magic reindeer dust around the house to make sure Santa doesn't miss us!"
"When I was, like, seven. I'm eighteen now. What's this?"
"Hot cocoa. I always make it to warm you up after you've finished sprinkling the dust."
"Cocoa? Why can't I have rum and eggnog like Lauren?" she asked, as they walked into the living room where Katy's sister was hanging the stockings while their dad rummaged underneath the Christmas tree.
"Because you can't drink until you're twenty-one," her dad answered, as he sorted through the pile of presents.
"That's crazy! I'm old enough to have sex, but not old enough to have a drink?"
"You're not allowed to have sex either," he added.
Katy rolled her eyes. "How old am I supposed to be before I'm allowed to have sex?"
"Thirty...no, thirty-five!" her dad answered.
"Ha ha," she said, as her mom and sister gave her sympathetic smiles and tried not to laugh.
"Please, can I have just one rum and eggnog?" pleaded Katy.
"No, I'm serious, you're too young. And besides, I think we're all heading to bed now anyways." He cleared the Christmas snacks from the coffee table and headed toward the kitchen.
"What? Why? It's not even midnight!"
"It will be in five minutes," her mom said. "You'd better get to bed so Santa will come."
"He already came. Dad put all the presents marked Santa under the tree an hour ago."
He turned and saw his wife glaring at him. "You said to put all the presents out!"
"Not those ones!" she whispered through clenched teeth.
"You guys go to bed. I need Katy to stay up a bit and help me with Aaron's present," Lauren said, as she kissed her mom good night.
"Okay, but don't stay up too late. You girls need to be up early so you can open your gifts, and then I'll make Christmas breakfast for everyone. Tomorrow's going to be our best Christmas ever!"
As she closed the bedroom door, Shannon walked to the far side of the bed and put her glasses down on the nightstand.
"Why would you put out the presents from Santa before they were asleep, Tom?"
"Honey, Katy's eighteen now -- she quit believing in that Santa stuff ten years ago. I don't know why you made her freeze her ass off spreading reindeer food all over the yard."
"Not reindeer food -- reindeer dust. Oh, Tom, I wish you could've seen the tiny, old lady who sold it to me; she looked like a little elf. She was so cute! I was in her curio shop and she promised me the dust would make Christmas magical again. And that's all I want, for things to be like they used to be, when we'd all spend Christmas together."
"Honey, we're still going to see them every Christmas, but you can't keep treating them like they're little kids, they're grown-ups now."
"Katy isn't, she's only eighteen."
"Well, Lauren's twenty-two and Tyler's nearly twenty."
"I know...I wish he'd stayed home for Christmas Eve."
"He'll be back in the morning to open presents. He just wanted to spend the night with his friends."
"But all five of us are supposed to spend Christmas Eve together, it's tradition."
"Well, there's one tradition we can make sure to keep up," he said, and gave her a wink.
'You are so bad," she said, trying to hide a smile. "You must have been on Santa's naughty list a lot."
