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A bit weird bro.
Maybe go to therapy?
Anywayyyyysssss))))
Father Christmas stared down the conductors quivering face, making his moustache stand on edge. Father Christmas liked when the conductor was weak.
"Father I-I.." the conductor tried to talk as Father Christmas put his finger on his quivering stache.
Father licked his finger covered in the strawberry jelly.
"I have two really big sacks of coal for you conductor, because of how naughty you are." Father said with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Don't tell my wife..."
" But Father, Mrs clause is my friend." The conductor said shyly.
"Sometimes women like being Cucks too Conductor" father said as Mrs Clause stepped out behind father's gorgeous full figure.
"Normal stuff doesn't work for us now at this age." Said the plump grandma, giggling satanically.
"That's why we need a.. Hoe Hoe Hoe." Father Christmas' body jiggled, his moobs bouncing like 2000s anime beach scenes.
"Last Christmas, Father got me fifty shades of grey conductor, we hoe hoe hope you're ready!" Mrs. Grandma clause said, pulling out a candy cane themed whip.
The conductor felt confused and nervous, he always had a thing for dilfs and Father Christmas was the perfect man for him...
End of part 2
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The train tracks in my heart || polar express conductor x Santa
FanfictionThe conductor was feeling sad that Father Christmas never put him on the nice list.... Until one day he learnt that the naughty list wasn't so bad...
