Pinup art of DJ and the three spirits of Christmas - DJ sits in between the Ghost of Christmas Present's legs. She is wrapped in red ribbony lingerie and is grinning ecstatically. Christmas Past is spreading DJ's legs and is sticking her tongue out cheekily as she closes in on the lavahaired genie. Yet to Come watches from the side. The Ghosts are all in lingerie-y outfits - Past and Yet to Come are in their typical outfits (Past wears a Sabrina-Carpenteresque bodysuit and stockings, Yet to Come wears a waistcoat and cape with red leather belts covering areas), while Present is in a festive red teddy with white snowly stockings.

Talking heads! Mason approaches DJ. MASON: DJ, I wish to undo my 'cancel Christmas' wish. DJ: Bwhuh? Uhhh, okay sure... honestly, you left it pretty late to wish it in the first place. I hadn't even started on it... it's part Time Magic, part Seasonal Magic, a whole bunch of other stuff, wrath of Christmas Spirits notwithstanding, the overtime didn't seem worth it yadda yadda yadda... Mason is GRINNING with WILD EYES MASON: It's not too late - I can hold Christmas in my heart the way the Spirits have taught me. I'm going to be jollycoded and cheermaxing. DJ looks shocked. DJ: Why are you talking like that? Are you... smiling?? This is scary! Mason has flung open the window. DJ: Boss!! It's the middle of the night!! Get away from the window! Mason leans out the window with his stupid grin. MASON: You there, boy! What is today? the offscreen boy shouts up at him "FUCK YER MAM, DICK'EAD!" DJ looks tiredly at the audience. DJ: It's alright for some. I get stuck in the Cosmic Cuck Chair and then have to deal with the aftermath of my boss losing his mind... where's MY sexy haunting? Christmas Past peers around the canvas. PAST: Aww Sugar, we didn't forget about you!! DJ: What did you three DO to him? YET TO COME: by the law of status quo, he'll be back to regular old Mason next month. DJ breathes a sigh of relief. DJ: Phew... thank The Fates, I was worried I'd have to start being the sensible one... Present LOOMS deviously behind her. PRESENT: He did ask us to deliver his present for you though~

And DJ the Genie - who did NOT die of boredom - received the greatest gift of all! And, as Mason O'Donnel observed, have a jollycoded and cheermaxed Christmas, everyone!

🎄🎄✨ I MADE IT!!! ✨🎄🎄

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Christmas Past panel from the previous year that didn't get uploaded. Christmas Past is a short figure with a lot of curves. She wears a lingerie style bodysuit designed like a candle, with additonal candle elements like a megaphone-like flame cap and a hoopy thing that old candlesticks have. 4 panels next to a splash art of her depict her meeting DJ and Mason. PAST: Which of you is Mason O'Donnel? DJ cuts in front of Mason. DJ: I can be whoever you want me to be, babe. DJ magics her fit to be lingerie-styled to match Past and is shivering with horniness. A clueless Christmas Past watches on. DJ: You don't mind, right, Boss? DJ scooches up really close to Christmas Past DJ: How about we ditch the mortal and... Past puts a hand to her mouth and blushes. PAST: Aw shucks - a lovely offer, sugar! But I'm on the clock! Mason watches on as DJ holds Past by the shoulder. DJ: Look, Past, I know this is your job, but this guy's a lost cause... Mason: wow....

I have a favouritism to Christmas Past, mainly because she was the first one I designed. This page is as far as I got last year. She's kind of like if a Sabrina Carpenter waxwork came alive due to Christmas Magic.

DJ is a lot less restrained here 😆

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Mason fucks the Ghost of Christmas Past from behind. She is still wearing her outfit, but the top has melted away revealing her breasts and the lower half is pulled aside to allow for sex. She supports her weight by holding onto his legs, while he grips her hips with each thrust. Christmas Past is exhaling smoke as she smoulders. MASON: ffuck... it's like you're hnng meling onto me... hnngg.. fuck... PAST: Awh... O My... O My Goodness!

Talking heads! Christmas Past speaks in art deco. Mason regards the shadows of a memory. It depicts a younger version of himself sitting alone, crying and hugging his knees to his chest. MASON: Christmas Past, why are you showing me my eighth birthday party where no one I invited came? Just wanted to rub it in? PAST: Lo, the 22nd of November is within the Christmas Catchment Area - I am showing you these shadows as we search for the light within the dark. Mason purposefully ignores the shadow of a previous girlfriend breaking up with him. MASON: right, sure - show me every personal fuck-up. oh hey! I just remembered! I ruined my first proper relationship around Christmas, why not show me that too? as if it doesn't repeat in my head every year anyway? Christmas Past looks at him with concern. PAST: This is not my aim. This is of your welfare. All candles burn out. This is true. But that does not eliminate the light that they once gave. DJ CRASHES THE PARTY DJ: Can you find the moment of him walking into a glass door? MASON: that never happened. don't listen to her. DJ: The 3rd of July - at around 1pm. The door of Northsouth Shopping Center. PAST: Give me juuuuust a clock tick... ah-hah!! A shadow appears depicting a giant orange lavalamp hand opening a door... as Mason TUNKS into a closed glass door. MASON: it's not my fault - you were distracting me. DJ: You said no one ever held doors open for you. I thought I'd be nice! PAST: Ho Ho! I like your spark, sugar! DJ grins at Mason, blushing at the compliment. DJ: heheheheh - didja hear that Boss? She likes my spark!!!

Take heed, rise, and walk with me! The Ghost of Christmas Past takes the first turn with Mason. 🕯️

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Mason is in his lazy nightwear and is surrounded!! On his right arm hangs the Ghost of Christmas Past - an excitable young-looking woman with wide eyes, melty-candle-wax hair and attire, and a flame on her head. Gripping his right arm is the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come, a lanky blue-ish being in an ineffective cloak, holding a lantern and looking down at Mason through their skeletal glowing eye sockets. Holding his shoulders is the Ghost of Christmas Present, a giant motherly-looking woman with shiny blonde hair, dressed in a tight red festive jumpsuit. Mason is looking quite stunned by this. Behind the group is DJ, looking incredulous about the sudden harem her boss has gained.

Talking heads! Yet to Come speaks is smallcaps, Past speaks in art deco, and Present speaks in flowy handwriting. XMAS YET TO COME: he's the one i was telling you both about. Mason O'Donnel... big fan of your fatalistic worldview. slightest inconvenience and you go 'i'm gonna kill myself'. classic. XMAS PAST: O he's kind of cute actually. And squishy... I forget how squishy mortals are! DJ: Huh?! Excuse me - I thought you were all meant to arrive one at a time...! XMAS PRESENT: Don't worry Darling~ we'll take good care of your master for you. We're just here to teach him the reason for the Season. We heard his wish to cancel Christmas. We thought you'd know better than to meddle with Christmas Magic~" DJ: Hey, I just grant the wishes. I didn't even want to do it! It was looking like a lot of work... I'm all for wanton seasonal hedonism hahaha... PAST: We felt Your Master would be perfect for Operation Storm Scrooge! YET TO COME: he can't stop us all at once. PRESENT: You just put your feet up, Darling. We'll take it from here. Isn't that right, baby?~" MASON: what is happening???

Mason's wish to cancel Christmas doesn't go as planned when the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Yet To Come resort to drastic measures to change his mind...

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