The Christmas Décor

Megan scrambled through the papers on her desk. The days leading up to Christmas were always a shit show and this year was no different. People wanted models left, right, and center for their parties and with the rise in popularity of Décor and Kollar Tech technology, the demand was exponentially higher this year.

Her biggest and most important client was Sly Tech. Any mistakes in dealing with them would likely result in her being fired. The contract was prepared, leaving only the selection of models to be completed. There was only so many models available from her company and Megan had to get creative to accommodate all the clients over the holidays. Her mother, sister, boyfriend, and best friend graciously volunteered their time for Christmas Eve with a big bonus expected on Christmas Day.

Form after form. List after list. Megan whittled down her pile of contracts to a few sheets as assignments were sent out to the various teams in place for decorating. An inspector was assigned to go around and ensure all placements were appropriately delivered. Megan would only have to worry if there was a serious problem, but the operation was a tight ship. There were never any serious problems.

With her desk cleared, it was time to wrap up and finally enjoy the holidays. Since most of her family was serving as Décor for the evening, she was also invited to Sly Tech's Christmas Party after building a strong impression with the executive team. Her only obligation prior to going was the promise she made to her sister Alexandra. As part of the deal for being Decor, Megan agreed to drop Alexandra's daughter, Saffron, off at her friend's Christmas party being held at the local college she attended.

Megan honked the horn and waited in the car. Saffron hopped into the front seat wearing a revealing, sparkling red outfit.

"Did your mother approve that outfit?"

"No." Saffron said with an innocent smile.

Saffron's skin-tight dress had a turtleneck that tightly wrapped around her neck and a cleavage window to display her well endowed assets. It stopped just below her ass, which was emphasized by her red high heels. The outfit was completed with complimentary jewellery and matching lipstick. Clearly, she was taking advantage of not having to deal with her mother's approval of how she dressed.

"Is this going to be a problem?" Saffron asked.

Megan shook her head. Girls will be girls. She couldn't call the poor girl out when she had done the same thing at her age. Saffron had a good head on her shoulders and despite dressing to attract attention, she knew not to give hers to the wrong type of person.

Before she put the car in drive, Megan's phone rang.

"Hello...yep....what do you mean not delivered....." Megan checked her watched. "All right, I'll stop by quickly. Bye."

"Who was that?"

"That was the first work emergency on Christmas Eve in the three years I've been at this job." Megan said in annoyed toned. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to make a quick stop before I drop you off."

Saffron wasn't happy, but there wasn't much she could do. Megan put the car in drive and sped off to the put out the work fire.

***

Megan and Saffron walked up to the reception desk of Sly Tech. In the corner, off to the right, was the usual receptionist. However instead of doing her job, she was frozen while dressed in red and white lingerie and holding a sign that said:

'Party this way.'

The two women walked past the girl. Megan could see Saffron's eyes lingering. Her family had been to Decor, so seeing frozen women wasn't new, however Saffron was never permitted to be frozen herself. Her longing gaze betrayed her desire to experience the frozen bliss, especially dressed in lingerie. The sexier the outfit the better the experience, as Megan had personally learned.

Megan opened the double glass door to a semi-empty office. Around the office in various places were other attractive women dressed in similar outfits as the receptionist. Some were by a makeshift drinks table and others were wrapped in bows like presents. Two were even being used as a coat rack.

The whole scenario brought Saffron to a halt. Her eyes couldn't help but take in all the beautiful women on display with outfits far more risqué than Décor. Megan strode to the middle of the room to meet the CEO, Winston Chambers, who was coming from his office.

"Ms. Ribbons, it's a pleasure." Winston said. "As you can see, the party decor is looking a little scarce."

"Who are all these women?"

"They work here. I basically told them, don't bother making plans for the Christmas party because they were all expected to be Decor."

"And they agreed?"

Winston nodded with an appreciative smile. "That's why I hired them in the first place. Gives the boys a little pick-me-up when they look left or right and see a pretty face."

Megan found the misogynistic attitude off-putting. Unfortunately, he was the boss, which meant he could say whatever he wanted. It's not like the girls had objected. From the looks of it, they all seemed like the type to sell out for money.

"But why hire Décor from us if you already had some?"

"The more the merrier." Winston said. "Anyway, I believe I ordered another eight models, yet I don't see them."

Megan remembered signing the form. But what happened to the girls?

"I apologize Mr. Chambers. I'll make a few phone calls to see what happened."

"What about our main display?" Winston gestured to the center of the room. "We need someone there. You would work well"

"Move one of your girls."

"And single a girl out. No way! The drama that would unfold is not worth the headache. That's why we ordered externally."

"I mean I would, but I need to resolve this for you."

Winston looked back at Saffron. "What about her?"

"Oh no... that's my niece. I'm actually dropping her off at a Christmas party."

"Look Ms. Ribbons. I don't care how you do it, but I want that display filled in the next five minutes or you can forget about this and any future business."

Winston walked away. Megan couldn't possibly resolve the problem as a statue. There was no way she could become the main display. Her only option was Winston's suggestion. Everyone else she knew was already in the load of lost models. Megan walked over to Saffron.

"Can we go now?" Saffron asked.

"How would you like to make $100?"

"Doing what?"

"Just a little modelling."

Saffron adopted a defensive posture. "You know I can see the other women, right?"

Megan grabbed Saffron and brought her to a quiet corner where the only person within earshot was the frozen blonde behind them wearing a red and white bikini with a Santa hat. She was smiling like she had just won the lottery.

"Listen, this was the place my models and your mother were supposed to come, but they're not here. Now if I don't find a temporary model until I sort things out, they're going to shut the whole deal down."

"I'm not missing my party."

"I know you have an interest in working at Sexie, and I happen to have quite a few contacts there that might help." Megan said.

"Weren't you going to do that anyway?"

"If I lose this job, my reputation tanks, so you can say bye bye to that."

Saffron was visibly upset by the scenario. Megan couldn't blame her, but it was the only option left. There were just no one else she could call in that short of a time period.

"Is that $100 still on the table?"

Megan nodded.

"Fine, I'll do it. But only until you get someone else."

Megan smiled. Saffron followed her back over to Winston.

"So, who's taking up the mantle?"

"I'm Saffron. Nice to meet you." Saffron took the initiative and offered her hand. Winston gently brought it up and met it halfway with a kiss on her hand.

"The pleasure is all ours to have such a beautiful girl grace us with her divine presence."

There must have been a rule about flirting with clients because he was laying the charm on Saffron in a way that he had never done with Megan. Judging by her niece's slight smile and flustered cheeks, she was falling for it.

"Right this way." Winston gestured towards the centre display.

Megan and Saffron followed. She was already wearing a holiday outfit, so it made no sense for her to change, but that wasn't up to either of them to decide. Winston held Saffron's hand as she walked up the stairs to the display platform. She stood awkwardly awaiting instructions as Winston joined Megan to get a distant view.

"All right, can you spread your legs... Perfect. Now arms out like you're spreading joy." Winston said and Saffron followed his instructions. "Perfect. Now smile like you just got the perfect Christmas present... Bigger than that...Excellent."

Another employee appeared from the side and used the camera, freezing Saffron in place. Even after her many times at Decor, the end result never ceased to amaze Megan. She hated to admit it, but her niece did make a beautiful decoration.

"All right boys, change the outfit."

"Wait, what..."

Megan turned and watched two men strip the dress completely off of Saffron, exposing her niece's beautiful body to everyone in the room. Her massive, firm tits caught both men's attention. They snapped out of it quickly, however, no doubt fearing the wrath of Winston. A top designed to look exactly like a red ribbon was placed on Saffron, barely covering her chest. Below a paper box ribbon was taped over her pussy. No wonder it was the main display. Saffron continued to smile while her body was displayed for all to see. If Megan didn't fix this issue soon, hundreds of people were going to see, and probably photograph Saffron in all her glory. The problems kept compounding.

"Sir, I will get to the bottom of the missing models."

Winston grinned as he stared at Saffron. "I have to say, I'm kind of rooting against you now. But good luck." He gestured, and one of his employees made Saffron's display platform begin to slowly rotate.

He patted Megan on the shoulder and walked away. She grabbed Saffron's discarded outfit and headed towards the door, ready to solve the mystery.

***

It was a simple mistake that took Megan 3 minutes to find. On her copy of the delivery form, she had mistakenly written road instead of street. The delivery guy had only gone where he was instructed to go. Megan grabbed her keys and headed out. After having a bunch of frozen models delivered to a random house, it was strange that there had been radio silence about it.

***

Megan drove slowly past the house and saw the reason why no one had reported anything. The models were delivered to the notorious frat, Alpha Omega. To make matters worse, there was a raging Christmas Party that had spilled out onto the front yard. Countless college kids drank and partied with no models in sight. But that was just the outside.

In her current business attire, Megan would stick out like a sore thumb. She didn't want to be the nark who came to ruin their party. The goal was simply to get answers for any misunderstanding and find out if they got the delivery. She looked in the back seat and saw Saffron's outfit. They were about the same size and based on the other party goers, it would be a perfect disguise to blend in. Megan turned the car around and headed the short way home to change.

***

After Megan put the dress on, she couldn't help but complete the outfit with Saffron's other accessories. Going undercover at a college party was exhilarating and although she knew that her problem was time sensitive with a client hanging in the balance, there was no reason not to have some fun with her current situation.

Wading her way through partying college students who were dressed like drunken elves, Santas, and sluts; Megan went through the front door to seek out frat members that would know about the delivery. That's when she saw the first sign of trouble. Inside, beside the front door, was one of her models. She was completely naked, covered in various derogatory terms, and being used as a coat rack.

"Oh shit." Megan said.

It was one of the newer models, Tonya. This was the petite brunette's first Décor gig and she wasn't supposed to be used for anything provocative. Now, she was standing naked at a frat house entrance with words like Slut and Whore written on her in permanent marker. Who knows what else they did to her?

Megan continued exploring, fearing the worst for her mother, sister, best friend, and boyfriend. The main room boasted many guests, but none of her close ones were in sight. However, three other models were being used in various ways. One of the most well endowed and popular models, Skylar, was standing naked in the corner with the Alpha Omega letters painted on her tits. Drunk and horny partiers would frequently grope any part of her body including her chest and pussy. She was mainly there as a sign decoration, but her body was open to anyone who wanted to cop a feel of a gorgeous woman.

On the table in the middle of the room were two of the rather, 'enhanced' models, as Megan liked to call them. Fake tits, plumped lips, and huge bubble butts. It was no mystery why they were the two models chosen to be fuck dolls for the party. The gang bang never stopped as each girl's holes were continuously filled like a scene out of a porno. If Megan didn't know they were her models, the two girls wouldn't be out of place in a party like this. But they were her models, and they were being taken advantage of.

"Hey, these girls are not sex dolls." Megan said, interrupting the fun.

The models' lips and pussies were coated in cum. Megan knew the two girls were promiscuous and it was this type of event that they would join in anyway. But this wasn't their choice today.

"Saffron, what are you..."

Megan turned to see a shirtless frat boy. His handsome looks and chiselled body made her momentarily flustered.

"You're not Saffron." The frat boy said as he towered over her.

"No, I'm her Aunt."

"Auntie Megan from Décor. Your niece has a very high opinion of you." The frat boy said. "I'm Jeff."

He put his hand out, but Megan ignored it.

"So, you know Saffron?"

"We hang out here and there." Jeff said.

"So, you're fucking?"

"If you want the details, she's great at...

"Okay, don't answer that. None of my business. Look, I'm only here because these models you have frozen around your frat house were mistakenly delivered here." Megan said. "And I need you to round them up so I can send them to the right place."

"Come with me." Jeff said and took off in the other direction.

Megan sighed and followed behind. He seemed like a reasonable person and it was in his best interest if he wanted to see Saffron that night. Megan planned to be out of there in no time once all the models were gathered.

Jeff led her to a quieter, more mature party area with guests casually drinking and enjoying each other's company. In the middle of the room was a Christmas display. The first thing that caught her eye was the model turned into a makeshift Christmas tree complete with lights, sparkling tinsel, and ornaments that hung off the garland tightly wrapped around the woman's body. The only thing showing between the whisps of green and bright colors were her breasts and pussy, which both had clamps attached so more ornaments could hang down. With the all the distractions keeping her attention, Megan's eyes finally settled on the model's face. The frat's new Christmas tree was her mother.

Knowing there were still models unaccounted for, Megan looked at the rest of the displays. On the other side of the tree there was a fully clothed Santa Clause fucking a naked Mrs. Clause. Upon closer inspection, the two models were actually her best friend Carrie, and Megan's boyfriend Noah. His cock was balls deep inside Carrie, who's face was frozen like she was mid-orgasm. Could Megan call it cheating? Was it his idea? Of course not. He was frozen the whole time.

Frustration and anger were building up at seeing display after display of models being used at the frat boy's discretion for whatever they pleased. And not just any models, but her family and friends.

"I've got one more thing for you to see." Jeff said.

On the other side of the tree was a model lying on the table covered head to toe in chocolate. Partygoers nonchalantly walked by and dipped the many fruits and appetizers into the chocolate unphased by the person underneath. Megan ran over and discovered the chocolate display was her sister Alexandra. Her prim and proper sister was now covered in a sticky substance while hungry drunks dipped fruits into every area of her body. Megan clenched her fist. She was ready to give Jeff a piece of her mind.

"You clean up these models right this instant." Megan said.

"I can't take you seriously in that outfit." Jeff said. "You know I picked that outfit specifically for Saffron."

"Stop changing the subject."

"You didn't happen to read the brand of that particular dress, did you?"

"It's from Sexie." Megan said,

"Look again."

Megan grabbed the back of her dress and pulled it out. Using her phone, she snapped a picture. To her horror, the tag did not say 'Sexie'. It said 'Kollar Wear'.

"Next time read the fine print." Jeff said.

Megan tried to remove the collar of the dress, but Jeff pressed a button on his phone and her hands snapped to her side.

"You see Saffron and I were going to have some special fun tonight, but since you gave her to Sly, I guess you'll have to do instead."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing right now." Jeff motioned to two of his friends and they left the room. "You're a gift for later."

"No. Please. If I can have these models, then you can have Saffron back. She's only at Sly temporarily."

"Doesn't seem like a fair deal to me. Besides, I can have her any time. There's nothing like opening a brand-new toy."

"You're making a mistake."

"Then I look forward to the consequences."

Jeff tapped another button on his phone and Megan's mouth snapped shut. She was aware of everything but could no longer move or speak. Jeff's friends returned with a long piece of ribbon which they wrapped around Megan from head to toe until she was tightly bound like a present. Jeff showed her the Christmas sticker tag, which read 'To Jeff' and then placed it over her mouth. The final touch was a bright red bow which he tied into her ponytail. The tightness didn't make much of a difference because she couldn't move anyway, but Megan could feel how secure her wrapping was. Even if she could move, it would be difficult to get out of the tightly wrapped cocoon.

"All right boys, take her upstairs and put her under my personal tree."

The two frat boys picked up Megan and carried her away. Behind her, she got a wide view of the entire scene. Her mother decorated and lit up like a Christmas Tree. Her boyfriend fucking her best friend and her dessert dish sister. Her family was at the mercy of the frat and poor Saffron was now stuck at Sly Tech. How was she going to get out of this?

***

Saffron stood barely clothed with the ribbon top covering her breasts and her pussy fully exposed. After ten minutes of freezing, the infamous bliss had made her as wet as a waterfall and the paper box ribbon had slid off into the floor. There was nothing that Saffron could do about it. She was stuck. Frozen. Going around in circles like a doll on display.

Each time she swung around, she looked at the door hoping to see her aunt and each time she was disappointed. If her aunt didn't come soon, she'd be stuck as the Christmas display all evening for a bunch of tech nerds.

Round and round the display continued to turn. With each turn, she lost a little more hope. Finally, after a few hours, there was none left. The frat party she had planned to attend was already well underway and she was stuck as a display. With nothing else to do, she took note of the other women around the room. The men didn't hide the fact that they were going to objectify the frozen women. Although there was no sex, women were stripped naked or dressed in more revealing lingerie. They were used as tables, statues, coat racks, and drinking stands. It was an interesting culture to witness, but then again, Saffron had heard many crazy things about tech companies. Somehow a select few companies were exempted from the kind of public scrutiny that would surely flag and vilify this type of behavior.