Some New (+18) Fiction

Krampus x Reader (Full Story)

Warning: These chapters are reuploaded and will have outdated writing and most likely bad grammar. I will be updating them soon, so do not worry about pointing out obvious mistakes, please.

Also, previously there were two parts to this story, but, I've put it into this one chapter so it will be longer than the others.

(WARNING: To keep with the theme of a monstrous creature who is meant to punish evil children, this lemon and chapter is borderline rape where Krampus pushes herself onto the reader and even physically harms the reader. If you have a problem with any of the themes above I urge you to skip this chapter. For those of you who wish to continue reading, enjoy!)

Narrator Pov.

Krampus, a half-goat half-demon that punishes naughty boys and girls during the Christmas season. She comes in the night and swipes them away using a variety of devilish toys and her evil elves. She never touches the good boys and girls, sometimes leaving them with an ornament to remind them to keep the Christmas spirit alive.

However, one year her attention is drawn to a family where every single family member not only has no Christmas spirit but also harasses (Y/N), the only one who still believes in the holidays. She plans to visit them on Christmas, but this time she won't be leaving anyone behind...

(Y/N) Pov.

I sit in a chair in my bedroom, writing a letter. Now don't make fun of me, it happens enough already, but it's a letter to Santa. Yes, I know that he's imaginary but I promised my grandmother to keep writing a letter every year and be good as if I was trying to get on the nice list. I never really knew why but she was always like that, trying to keep the Christmas spirit alive that is.

Unfortunately, when she asked the others in our family they denied. Some of them giving her the finger, literally. They never believed in the Christmas spirit and didn't care about other opinions on them which led to my childhood being filled with abusive siblings and neglectful parents around Christmas time as they tease him about believing Santa.

Speaking of, I hear the sound of my mother's car pulling into the driveway outside my house. I quickly hide the letter under my pillow so no one finds it and head downstairs to greet her.

On my way, I pass by my brother named Chris, "Where are you going butt face?" He asks like the child he is. I ignore his name-calling and continue to walk downstairs only responding with a simple, "Downstairs" as my answer. This annoys him, causing him to mumble a couple more names and or curses at me.

When I make it to the first floor of our two-story house my mother, or Nicole as she wants me to call her, has made it inside and is roaming about the house, trying to get ahold of her boyfriend. I try to say hello but she ignores me as she angrily tries to call him again. I sigh as I realize that nothing will change this year.

I sit down on the couch and look at our house, not seeing any decorations, even the ones I put up outside earlier are missing from what I can see through the large window in front of me, "Christmas Eve and no one cares... I wish I had a family with Christmas spirit. Not these guys..." I mumbled to myself as I slowly start to blackout after the long and exhausting day.

However, I'm awoken from my sleep by a freezing wind. I jump up confused and realize that the window I was looking through before I passed out was smashed open, causing the entire room to freeze over with snow on the ground, "H-how did this happen?!" I asked to no one in particular, stuttering because of the cold.

Suddenly, I notice a jack-in-the-box sitting in the living room, seemingly placed there when I wasn't looking. It starts cranking its own handle as a broken tune starts playing. To say I ran with fear would be an understatement. I run out of the house, my steps fuelled by the fear of what I had seen. While running I hear a strange thumping noise coming from behind me but I don't turn back to see what is following me.