Chapter 1 - Ashley's proposal

Brian and Ashley had been dating for three years, living together for one, and he still hadn't proposed.

Ashley was perfect. At least Brian thought so. He was totally smitten. He definitely wanted to marry her. But he also knew he couldn't give her the perfect wedding or the perfect life. He was frozen, trying to save more money, trying to find the perfect moment to propose, but nothing was good enough.

On Christmas Eve, Ashley snuck into the living room to put a surprise for Brian in his stocking. She had gotten tickets to a concert he wanted to see, the perfect stocking stuffer.

When she went around the corner into the living room, Santa Claus was there! Ashley rubbed her eyes and pinched herself. She hadn't had that much egg nog. But she could see Santa, live and in person. He took the tickets from her and tucked them in Brian's stocking.

"Come sit on my lap, Ashley," Santa said, moving to the couch and sitting down. "Tell me what you want for Christmas."

Ashley sat in his lap, and thought about how much she wanted Brian to finally propose. She couldn't think of anything else she wanted.

"I understand," said Santa. Ashley hadn't said a word. "I can help. Trust the magic of Christmas."

Santa stood up for a moment and lowered his red fur pants. He lifted Ashley's nightgown, and helped her sit on his lap again. This time with her thighs squeezed under his big bowlful of jelly.

Ashley was mesmerized. She had never had a sex dream quite like this. Definitely not about Santa! But there was something that just felt right about going with the flow and accepting Santa's unwrapped gift.

"You like Santa's lap, don't you, Ashley," said Santa as Ashley wrapped her legs around him and lowered herself onto him.

"You're a good girl," he said as she struggled to stay close enough to him to keep him inside, with his fat pushing back.

Santa laid back, and turned his body so he could lay all the way down on the couch for Ashley to ride him.

Ashley was in a frenzy, cowgirling so hard, squeezing Santa's moobs through his red fur coat.

"Santa has something very special for you," he said. He ran his hands quickly over Ashley's body. She plumped up like a Christmas turkey. Santa grabbed Ashley's newly fattened rump and pulled her close. His melted marshmallow fluff filled her womb. "Merry Christmas, Ashley," he said.

"Thank you, Santa Claus," said Ashley, and she went back to bed.

On Christmas morning, Brian noticed Ashley seemed fatter. He didn't say anything, because he didn't want her to feel bad. But he thought she didn't look quite so perfect, not quite so intimidating.

They went to the living room together. Brian looked in his stocking and found a positive pregnancy test. "Are you... does this mean you're..?" Brian and Ashley both started to cry tears of joy. So much for doing everything perfectly and properly. Brian dropped to one knee. "I don't have a ring for you, I know walking down the aisle pregnant wasn't what you dreamed of, but I want to do right by you since you're the mother of my child. Ashley, will you marry me?"