(Disclaimer - this was written quickly before Christmas so may contain errors, spelling mistakes etc)

Kit admired himself in the mirror - black well fitted trousers with a glossy satin stripe down the outer leg, a crisp white dress shirt paired with a cream coloured tuxedo jacket. He popped his starched collar up and deftly tied a deep red velvet bowtie to give a final festive touch.
He slipped on his patent leather dress shoes and ensured his slicked hair was neatly parted and combed before setting off to the company festive party.
A couple of hours and a couple of cocktails later he was chatting with his colleague when the PA system buzzed into life and his boss Kai called to the room.
'Gentlemen, please take your seats for the games are about to begin'
5 minutes later Kit found himself being led to the stage by one of the interns
'Well Kit as you know the Winner of the Best Sales Figures of the year has to join in the games to celebrate, alongside receving a big bonus of course'
Kit was new to the company that year, having been headhunted from a rival firm. He'd heard whisperings and rumours of these games and suddently his cockiness and confidence from smashing the sales award started to slip away as he wondered what might be in store for him.
'Well Kit' Kai boomed 'Not only the highest sales of the year, but our highest ever!'
'Thanks Sir'
'Your bonus will be in your account by midnight but first let's get going'
Kit nodded, his heartrate increasing.
Kai signalled to the interns who guided Kit's hands behind his back and slipped a length of red ribbon over his hands, firmly securing his wrists behind his back.
Kit suddenly felt very vulnerable, his sense of impending dread growing.
'For this game your top half is perfect but I'm afraid your trousers won't work' Kai nodded at the interns and one of them stepped forward, he lifted the front of Kit's jacket and undid his trousers button and flies, letting his trousers drop to his ankles
A series of wolf-whistles and laughter went round the room.
Under his tuxedo Kit had worn his favourite pair of briefs, satin and the same deep red as his bowtie. He loved the silky sensation against his skin beneath the stiff formality of his tuxedo.
Kai waved his hand and the curtains on the stage swept open to reveal a large sleigh.
'Kit, take a seat!'
Kit quickly realised his only way to the sleigh, hampered by his trousers round his ankles was to jump across the stage. He realised this was by design, a foretaste of his embarassment to come.
He did so with as much dignity as possible and the interns helped him into the seat on the sleigh.
'Now to play this game with you, please welcome to the stage your assistant and all round good egg - Reece!'
Onto the stage Reece walked. Only a few years younger than Kit, Reece was a great assistant, dilligent and thoughtful but in comparison to Kit's cocky demeanour he was much quieter and shyer. Kit found himself fascinated by Reece, enjoying gently teasing him and the gentle blush that caused to bloom on Reece's cheeks.
Reece blushed as the audience wlecomed him with loud cheers.
'Now Reece, tell us what Kit gave you for Christmas and to thank you for your support this year?'
Kit's heart sank, he realised he'd forgottent to get his assistant anything.
'Erm, nothing but he has been very busy!' Reece tried to explain, but was drowned out by the loud boos and hisses from the crowd
'Well then consider this your Christmas present.... revenge for a year of having to do his bidding!'
Kai motioned to the audience to quieten down
'You shall have two minutes to transform Kit into Santa Claus. If at the end of those two minutes you've achieved it then you get a big Christmas bonus. If we don't feel your Santa is up to scratch then you shall join Kit in the sleigh and we'll give you the same treatment'
Kit could see Reece gulp, he apparently didn't have a clue what was about to happen, but like the rumours Kit had heard - knew it was likely bad.
'In order to aid your Santa transformation we have the following for you'
The interns rolled a huge bucket onto the stage along with a machine that looked like a giant vaccum cleaner, complete with a large nozzle.
Kit strained to see what the bucket contained but couldn't move himself enough to get a glimpse.
'Your two minutes start now!'
Reece flew into action, dragging the bucket closer to the sleigh and Kit was horrified to see it contained a huge quantity of bright red slimey liquid.
You'll need to use your hands for this one' Kai called 'and we require full bodily coverage'
Reece reached in and scooped up a large handful of the gunge, he advanced towards Kit was an apologetic look in his eyes and bent over and slapped the slime onto Kit's shin, sliding his hands down to coat his leg in goo.
Kit gasped as the cold, thick slime clung to his skin and began to slowly ooze it's way down onto his sheer dress socks and into his shiny black shoes, pooling inside.
The crowd wooped as Reece grabbed another handful and started work on his other leg.
Next up he used a handful starting at Kit's knee and working his way over his defined thigh muscles, the feeling was intense and for a moment Kit forgot where he was and gazing at his handome assistant, let out a sigh as Reece massaged it in. Over the noise of the crowd Reece caught the noise and glanced up at his boss, he caught the look of soft-eyed enjoyment and a spark of mischief glittered in his big brown eyes and he slowed down his hand's movements, sensually carresing the liquid across his taut muscles and edging his fingers higher up to Kit's inner thighs, teasing ever further up with soft circular touches.
Kit breathed more heavily, aware that each movement meant Reece was getting ever closer to noticing Kit's enjoyment which was now clearly visible through his satin briefs, the silky material only making his reaction more intense.
Luckily his lower torso was hidden from the crowd by the edge of the sleigh, but even one guy noticing how erotic he was finding his humilition meant he was more humliated and his desire spiralled ever larger.
Reece grabbed anothet handful of the gunge and paused, his hands floating over Kit's crotch. He startled slightly as he took in just how much his boss was enjoying this and looked him dead in the eyes, smiling his beautiful smile before letting the gunge drop through his fingers, hitting the strained material of Kit's briefs and provoking another gasp from Kit as the cold liquid soaked his briefs and cooled the hot skin beneath.
Reece grabbed another handful and eased the elastic of Kit's briefs away from his stomach, scoring a direct hit with the gunge and flooding his underwear with thick, gloopy gunge.
'Only a minute left Reece!' Kai boomed into the microphone, better hurry otherwise it will be two slimy santas dripping their way around the dancefloor'
Sizing up the bucket, Reece figured is was now empty enough for him to lift and he hauled it onto his shoulder and mouthed at Kit
'I'm sorry' before pourting the gunge all over his chest and back and arms. He dropped the bucket and slid the slime all over the white jacket, coating it in bright red gunge. He worked quickly, thouhgh Kit noticed him slowing down when it came to working this slime over his pecs and abs, soaking the thin material of his dress shirt and sticking it too his skin.
The crowd were going wild, loving seeing Kit bought down a couple of pegs and his usually impecable appearance ruined.
Kit was now completely coated in red from the neck down, the starched collar of his dress shirt still dry and stiff against his throat.
'30 seconds! Better beard him!' Kai handed Reece the nozzle attached the large machine and flicked a switch
A jet of creamy foam shot out and Reece aimed the nozzle at his bowtie, soaking it and his collar through and then delicately tried to aim the foam at the lower half of his bosses handsome face, it was an impossibility as the nozzle did not allow for subtlety and quickly Kit found his face buried beneath the foam, it clung to his skin before drooling down his neck and chest as the next wave of foam hit.
'Finally the hat, we'll pause the clock whilst you allow Kit to see his final fate'
Reece was handed a towel and delicately wiped the foam from Kit's eyes, Kit blinked as Reece's cute face became visible. Kai handed Reece as big Red plastic cone, made to look like a Santa hat with a white pompom on the tip and trimmed with white fur at the rim.
'We all know it's tradition to leave out a glass of something for Santa, so we decided egg nog was his tipple of choice'
Kit shuddered, imagining what was in the cone and as Reece struggled to keep it upright he looked in his bosses eyes and whispered
'I'm so, so sorry'
Kit locked eyes with him and said
'You better finished what you started' he meaningfully looked down towards his tenting briefs and winked at Reece, who blushed furiously
Reece upended the cone and placed it on his head, bright yellow gunge gushing down his hair and face and mingling with the foam and red slime.
Through the mixture of mess, Reece could make out his boss grinning at him, his perfect white teeth gleaming against the yellow and red slime
Reece had a feeling he would be made to pay for this, but found himself excited at the thought.
For the rest of the night, Kit's colleagues were invited up, to sit on the stool next to Kit and have their photos taken with him, his ruined tuxedo heavy with gunge and many jokes made at his expense.