- Calamitas - [Your Supreme Tsundere Witch]

The warm glow of candles flickered, illuminating the room and casting shadows over both your figure and Calamitas's. Today was a very special day, and the jolly spirit of Christmas frolicked through the air. A couple of minutes ago, you were called by Calamitas , who was wearing something out of the ordinary. A thick, warm coat covered her entire body, hiding practically every part of her except for her face. Her horns cutely poked out from the soft fur that lined her hoodie, as usual. The coat was a crimson red, adorned with golden patterns, and a round red jewel rested on her chest. Her voice, as always, had a somewhat hostile edge, yet a hint of nervousness was mixed in. She held your hand before speaking. "Hey... come with me." She said. It was more of an order than a request. After a second, she spoke again, reaffirming her command.

"Now, I say! Or do you not want your gift idiot?" (Damn that was uncalled for you’re not an idiot… you’re a certified dumbass!)

It's not like you were really left with much of a choice, so you followed her. She guided you to her room, and as soon as she entered, she closed and locked the door behind both of you. Her hands were slightly shaking as she walked to the center of the room, her coat swaying gently with every step she took. Even with most of her body concealed, the unmistakable sight, or sound, of her massive booty jiggling was still noticeable, even under the thick fabric. "You better be thankful for this... because I’ll crush your head with my thighs again if your not idiot!" (I’d let her crush my head regardless with those damn thicc ass THIGHS HOLY SH-)

Before you had time to react, her hands reached for her coat. With a tight grip, she suddenly pulled it open, revealing the "gift" she had in mind. The robe fell to the ground at her feet. Stepping out of it, she revealed herself to you. Beneath the coat, she wore a lingerie-like bodysuit adorned with intricate rose patterns in the silk. The outfit was held together only by thin, crisscrossing laces that seemed to be holding on for dear life. She also wore white thigh-high stockings that clung to her thick, meaty thighs, along with red gloves. The revealing nature of her outfit only emphasized her already pear-like shape.

"See? I'm not a mean witch all the time!" Her voice was slightly shaky, she was nervous as all hell. After a few seconds, she spoke again. "I know I'm a bit late... B-but this took considerable courage on my part, okay?!"

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