Finding Santa

[BBMikeNJ]

I made the set-up as short as I could, to get to the fun stuff. Let me know if you'd like to see where this goes.




The reporter found himself investigating another wacky conspiracy theory that was making its rounds on the internet. This one was about a secret government project taking place up in the arctic. According to this reader, a large part of the arctic sea was being blotted out by the government to hide their activity there. He had provided the reporter with the longitude and latitude, and when the reporter entered into Google Earth, the map swirled upward and northward, away from his Venice Beach home address, until it zeroed in on the coordinates that were very near the North Pole.

Just as the reader had said, this area on the satellite map was blurred out, like a blotch on the terrain. The reporter zoomed in as closely as he could, and leaned in closer to his laptop screen. He saw shapes that looked like either pixellated images...or buildings. That seemed hard to imagine, way up there, but it did spark his curiosity. He began to search the internet for the supposed government activity, and he came across several blogs and websites that discussed a project made up of hundreds of high-powered radio towers. Some of the theories were that the towers could work in unison to concentrate their frequencies, generating huge power that could potential knock down satellites or missiles, or control the weather, or create a tsunami. One of the wackier theories was that the towers could be used to create mind control, tapping into the frequency of the human brain.

The reporter went back to the satellite image. They could be towers, he thought. There did seem to be a lot of something being hidden by the pictures. He decided to approach his editor about doing a story on it. The editor was highly skeptical at first, but when they called in the science editor, he was able to zoom in even closer to the images.

"They do look like structures of some sort. More like buildings than towers though."

The newspaper needed a big story, badly. Circulation was falling fast. And the reporter was aching to make a name for himself. He convinced the editor to give him time off to pursue it. "Without pay," said the editor.

That's how the reporter found himself heading to the North Pole on a dog sled, led by his friend Jake, who was into extreme sports of any kind. Unfortunately, they weren't prepared for the blizzard that struck them as they neared the Pole, separating them in a whirlwind of white. The reporter became lost and snow-blind as he fell to his knees in the deepening snow. Just as he was blacking out, he felt a powerful hand grip his snow suit and lift him into the air with ease.

When he woke up, he was on a bed in a small windowless room. As he was looking around, getting his bearings, the door to the room opened up, and the most powerfully built dwarf he'd ever seen came waddling in. The dwarf looked him in the eye, then turned his head back to the door.

"Tell the big man his guest is awake," he yelled out, in a deep gravelly baritone. As he waddled over to the bed, the reporter blinked his eyes in disbelief. The dwarf had on a sleeveless green felt shirt, and his short arms were heavily muscled. His chest rounded up high, and pulled at the pearl buttons that barely held his shirt closed. He had on green tights that were so tight, the reporter could see the thick muscle rippling as he walked toward him. "What's the matter, never seen an elf before?" he asked as he approached the reporter. Their faces were almost level, even though the reporter was still stretched out in the bed. The elf laughed deeply. "Especially not one like me," he said. Then he raised his arms into a double biceps shot. "Eighteen inchers," the elf smirked. On his short stature, they looked more like 24's.

"Holy shit," said the reporter.

"Yeah," smirked the elf. "How about this?" He flexed into a most-muscular, causing his buttons to pop off like bullets. His vest splayed open, exposing a chest like a miniature Branch Warren. "You wanna wrestle this?" he asked.

"Where the hell am I?" asked the reporter. He could smell the sweet musk of elf sweat.

"You're at the North Pole," said the elf, still watching himself flex. "Sure you don't want a piece of this?" he said, as he stripped off his vest, exposing a 6 pack that V'd into a tiny tight waist.

The reporter sat up and shook his head. "Where did you say?"

"Santa's Workshop, where else, little man?"

The reporter looked at the elf, who was the most muscular creature he'd ever seen. "There's no such....."

"Hoooo, hold on there. You finish that sentence, and I will have to hurt you. Stay right there," said the muscle elf, turning and waddling toward the open door, his thick back muscles rippling with every move and his overdeveloped glutes riding high in his green tights He leaned his head out and said, "Tell the big man we got another nonbeliever." He turned back to the reporter. "He's gonna love showing you just how real he is."

[arpeejay]

DEEliteful!

xoxo

Richard

[brahms97]

I'm staying up late this Xmas Eve, hoping to catch a whiff of that musky elf sweat. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus!

[Ender]

Interesting setup... It can go in a lot of directions... some Fun... some Dark... and some Cheesy...

The obvious questions are... If they learn the secret truth about Santa will they be allowed to leave or forced to remain at the North Pole forever??? And what will they become after learning the truth???

(Dark... as the tagline from "Silent Night, Deadly Night" says "You've Made It Through Halloween, Now Try and Survive Christmas")

Ender

[Mass Driver]

When is anyone ever gonna tell one of these Mega Dwarfs to lighten up on the "Little Man" stuff. When they have so much muscle they waddle because their quads are fighting each other evey step they take, it's time to get over the height thing. I so wanna hear some big guy tell the head honcho Elf "Listen Big Guy, ya gotta get ridda that chip on your massive meaty shoulder, cause the only thing short on you is your temper!"

But i get this feeling that Santa is gonna be the main source and active participant in whatever is making the elves bust out of their clothes.
Ho-ho-ho. This one looks so good!

Please...
Keep Writing.

MD

[GTlifter]

I bet Santa looks like a fucking bear of a man, hairy and powerlifter gut.

[Kymuscleboy]

Awesome beginning! I can't wait to see Santa aka the big man.

[mlbjock]

Awesome take on the holiday stud! Hope they decide to wrestle!