Happy Christmas to one and all!
I have tried to post on the Tale a Succubi Christmas manip, and this year will be no exception to this… This year’s story is a take on the classic Christmas time sone, Let it snow…
It’s called Give Your Soul…
And for those that wish to read the words of the story…
O, the weather outside is frightful,
breathe this in, you’ll feel delightful
and you’ll recognize your true goal:
Give your soul! Give your soul! Give your soul!
Your cheeks (at both ends) are rosie.Help me slip on my tail cozy
and we’ll have quite a pleasant roll . . .
Give your soul! Give your soul! Give your soul!
As you fall into my green eyesLike sheeps’ wool, all your will is shorn
but you’ll get such a big surprise
when you come rub my horns!
The air has a scent of cherry . . .and our Christmas shall be merry
On my leash you will gladly stroll
Give your soul! Give your soul! Give your soul!
While the manipping is my work, I give full credit to James, the Poet Laureate of the Realm for his stellar work transforming something that I was struggling with into such wonderful prose…
*Christmas Huggles for my heart*
Merry Christmas one and all!
Tera
The Queen of the Succubi and a very hugglely one at that...
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