A Bare Christmas Carol — Part 5

Scrooge awoke, his mind still alight with the vivid, transformative dreams of the night before. With a renewed vigor, he sprang from his bed, feeling an exhilarating lightness of being. Uninhibited and embracing his newfound freedom, he threw off his nightclothes, standing unashamedly and happy in his bare and naked state. “I’m as light as a feather! I’m as happy as an angel! I’m as merry as a schoolboy!” he proclaimed jubilantly, dancing around with joy.

With a burst of enthusiasm, Scrooge rushed to the window, flinging it wide open, indifferent to his nudity. He leaned out, calling down to a young man passing by on the street below, his eyes sparkling with anticipation and excitement.

“Christmas Day!” Scrooge repeated, his voice rich with a mixture of wonder and elation. The realization that he had been granted a second chance, that the spirits had imparted their profound lessons all in the span of a single night, filled him with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and amazement. The room seemed to buzz with his newfound energy, a palpable shift from the man he once was.

His heart, once constricted by chains of his own making, now swelled with a sense of liberation and a yearning to embrace a life vastly different from the one he had known. He felt as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, a veil removed from his eyes. There, in the fresh light of Christmas morning, Scrooge saw the world in a new hue — one filled with possibilities, joy, and the beauty of genuine self-expression.

He realized, in that moment of clarity, that his life could be so much more than a pursuit of wealth and societal approval. It could be rich with openness, filled with the joy of living authentically and embracing others in their fullness. The lessons of the spirits — to cherish human connection, to live freely and with acceptance, to revel in the simple joys of life — these were the gifts he had been given, and he was determined to share them with the world.

Filled with an irrepressible spirit of giving, Scrooge called out to the young man below, “Would you be so kind as to buy the largest goose at the poulterer’s? Here is $100 for your troubles!” His voice was tinged with excitement, a stark contrast to his usual tone. The young man’s eyes widened in surprise, and then, with a nod and a smile, he hurried off on the errand.

Scrooge, now bubbling with laughter and a sense of glee that felt both foreign and wonderful, began to ready himself to share this newfound joy with others. The transformation within him was profound — he was no longer the man who hoarded his wealth and joy but rather someone eager to spread happiness and generosity. The thought of the Cratchits’ delight at the unexpected gift of the goose filled him with an anticipatory warmth. For the first time in many years, Scrooge felt truly connected to the spirit of Christmas, ready to embrace and share the joy of the season.

To Celebrate with the Cratchit’s

Dressed in his finest, Scrooge set out with a spring in his step, a man transformed. Arriving at the Cratchit home, he was greeted with wide-eyed astonishment as he entered, not with his usual stern demeanor, but with a smile and the magnificent goose already delivered and waiting for them. The family’s initial shock quickly turned to unrestrained delight as they realized the generous gesture was indeed from Scrooge himself.

“A Merry Christmas to every one of you!” Scrooge declared heartily, raising his hands in a gesture of goodwill. His voice, once sharp and cold, now carried warmth and sincerity. The Cratchits, their faces beaming with joy, welcomed him in, their home instantly becoming a haven of festive cheer and laughter.

After sharing in the Cratchits’ holiday celebration, filled with laughter and heartfelt conversations, Scrooge noticed Tiny Tim, his eyes shining with a mix of curiosity and wonder. “Come with me, Tim,” Scrooge said, a twinkle of adventure in his eyes. Tim, intrigued and excited, nodded eagerly.

Together, they stepped outside and hailed a taxi. As they sped across town, the city seemed to be a different place through Scrooge’s new eyes, full of life and festivity. Tiny Tim’s excitement grew as they neared their unknown destination, his face pressed against the window, taking in the sights and sounds of Christmas Day. The taxi ride, filled with anticipation and the joy of the season, marked the beginning of a new chapter in both their lives, a journey of discovery and newfound freedom.

Keith and Fred’s Party

Upon their arrival at Fred and Keith’s residence, the vibrant sounds and joyful energy of the Clothing Optional Christmas Day Party immediately enveloped Scrooge and Tiny Tim. The lively music and peals of laughter that spilled out from the open door promised a celebration like no other.

As they stood at the threshold, Tiny Tim’s initial excitement gave way to a moment of hesitation. His eyes flickered with uncertainty, the familiar insecurities creeping in at the prospect of joining the nudist festivities. Scrooge, sensing Tim’s apprehension, placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “I’ll be right there with you, Tim,” he said gently, his voice imbued with understanding and kindness. “Let’s enjoy this day together.”

Bolstered by Scrooge’s unwavering support, Tim gave a small, brave nod. Side by side in the hallway, they shed their clothes and personal fears. As they left their garments behind, they also left behind their apprehensions, stepping into the party with a newfound sense of liberation.

The moment they entered, the room erupted with cheers of welcome. The guests, a diverse and joyous crowd, celebrated the arrival of Scrooge and Tiny Tim with open arms and warm smiles. The pair, initially tentative, were embraced not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually, welcomed into a community where judgment was absent, and acceptance was unconditional.

As Scrooge and Tiny Tim mingled through the party, their initial trepidation melted away, replaced by a sense of belonging. Tim kept his hand over his dick or sometimes he’d cover it with a plate of food, but overall he was getting more comfortable. They laughed and shared stories, fully immersing themselves in the joy of the celebration. It was a stark contrast to their usual Christmas experiences, filled with an openness and honesty that was both exhilarating and profoundly healing.

In a moment of joy, Tim put down his plate of food and started dancing. It became apparent that Tiny Tim was actually not so tiny. His huge penis flopped around, slapping his thighs as he danced and shook his hips. No one really paid any attention until his cock accidently knocked over someone’s wine glass, causing it to crash to the floor. The party froze for a minute and Tim felt his heart sink.

“Don’t worry, everyone!,” shouted Fred. “The glasses are acrylic! No broken glass!” But it was when Fred bent down to retrieve the glass that he got hit in the head with Tim’s now growing cock. The sudden attention gave Tim a rush of blood to his member and he was now sporting a very stiff erection.

“Well, God bless us. Everyone!” laughed Fred!

“God bless us, everyone!” repeated Tim. The two of them gave a warm embrace and the party was back in the swing of celebrating.

In that room, amid the laughter and embraces, Scrooge and Tiny Tim experienced the true essence of Christmas. It was a celebration not just of the holiday, but of life itself, marked by the freedom to be authentically and unapologetically oneself. For Scrooge and Tiny Tim, it was the beginning of a new journey, one filled with openness, acceptance, and an unbridled joy for life.

The End.