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December had just begun, and the North Pole was become increasingly more popular. Situated far into the unforgiving arctic, no one would have thought a city could thrive in the slightest, but it was ironically the largest and most diverse on the planet. While the bustle and normal day to day life kept the great metropolis constantly moving, there was nothing like the winter months and the approaching Christmas season to get everyone in the spirit of the holidays.

Deep within the city, almost perfectly at its center was a very well known establishment known as Santa's Workshop. From the first of December to the week after New Years, this sex club was the place to be. Often difficult to get into and exuberant to an extreme, Santa's Workshop had its fill of wonders that made living in the brutally cold tundra entirely worth it.

The building was a three story structure, it had immaculate suites for wealthy guests to stay in, a dance floor that was so large it had three bars, and private rooms to rent out with any one of Santa's prized reindeer. Yes, all of the songs and TV specials culminated to these nine individuals, though they were all decidedly not kid friendly.

The first floor held the main lobby, a three bar room complete with dance stages, strip bars, and plenty of cushy seating for anyone that wanted to enjoy any one of the exotic dancers. While it wasn't uncommon or even discouraged from fucking out in public, the second floor held all of the specific pleasure rooms and suites that the guests could rent out for as long as they needed. The second floor was also where the preparation room was and also where all of the employees had their own apartments set up.

Santa was a firm believer in taking care of his workers, they were afforded some of the best living spaces in the city, and the benefits were to die for. In truth, things were conducted more like a family than a business, and the jolly man made sure no one started their shift with a frown.

From the main lobby the music thundered and the bar tenders were hard at work filling drink orders. While every one of the staff were specially selected for their combined good looks and skill, those that were not of the Santa's reindeer were affectionately referred to as Santa's workshop elves. They all wore a distinctive red dress shirt with green overalls that were fixed to black dress pants. Gold vests adorned their torsos and a shimmering green tie held their whole ensemble together. A DJ up on an elevated booth mixed songs in real time and kept a well lit dance floor full of writhing bodies. The night had just begun, and the real entertainment was set to start.

From down a hallway that lead to the main preparation room, Santa walked casually with his two personal secretaries trailing behind him and keeping pace with his long strides. Contrary to popular belief, Santa wasn't overweight, though he did have what his reindeer affectionately called a "dad body".

He was a very towering and strong individual. Thick arms held no muscular definition but were as wide as tree trunks. His shoulders and chest were broad and round, hiding thick bands beneath a layer of softness. Long, black hair on top of his head had been pulled back into a bun and tied with a black elastic. Along his jawline was a full beard that was maintained with peppermint scented oils and trimmed to a respectable length, his mustache finely waxed into a short handlebar.

He was a snow leopard by species, his fur meticulously taken care of to reflect a sheen of light and looking to be as gentle to the touch as fine silk. A dark red suit completely encapsulated his body, made of a material that reflected light to cast dazzling shimmers. He carried himself with confidence and poise, held to the reverence as one of the most powerful business owners in the whole city.

When Santa came up to the double doors to the preparation room, he didn't stop, instead choosing to throw them wide open with his arms held out in front of him and above his head. "Ho ho ho!" he laughed as all eyes turned to see their beloved employer.

"Hey, Santa!" came the reply from several reindeer within the room. All nine of them were present. Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, and Cupid were sitting at the makeup table that spanned the entire west wall of the room, staring at their reflections in the mirror that was just as large as they applied lipstick and various other cosmetics to themselves for the evening. They made up the female portion of the group.

Off to the side on one couch was Dasher, a hermaphrodite that was idly rubbing her cock to the sight of Comet and Rudolph fucking around on an adjacent sofa. The red nosed reindeer had his lips wrapped around the second hermaphrodite's cock and was bobbing his head enthusiastically. He pulled his lips from her girth and pumped her wet dick as he stole a moment to give a happy wave to the newly arrived snow leopard.

Donner and Blitzen were mutually watching a movie on a love-seat near the corner of the room, the remaining two males of the whole group. Hardly any of the reindeer were wearing much of any clothing, breasts, pussies, and cocks were all out for Santa's enjoyment to see, and he did admire them quite a bit.

"How is everyone tonight?" he boomed and stepped further into the room. The large feline was easily over two meters tall, which meant that he not only dwarfed everyone else. But he was also able to see everything.

"Good!" came several response, mostly from the women as he moved closer to the makeup table. His eyes fell over each of their beautiful forms as they had paused in their routines and turned to face the approaching man.

Vixen eagerly jumped up from her spot and rushed to give Santa a hug. She was easily the smallest of all the women, where the others had curves and were voluptuous, she was short and quite thin. Her breasts were the smallest of the four and her butt wasn't nearly so thick, but she carried herself by being able to dance around a pole with the greatest grace, and was also able to take the largest cocks the North pole had to offer. Santa never missed an opportunity to watch the lithe girl take a horse dick so huge that it bulged her belly and made her holes gape.

"Hello, sweetheart," he thundered, his voice being deep and soothing. He wrapped his colossal arms around her, almost making her completely vanish. When they broke the embrace, the snow leopard beamed proudly. "How excited are we for another holiday season?" he asked the room and then turned to the secretary to his right side, a cute, female mouse dressed in the normal elf garb. "Who's headlining tonight?"

"I am!" Cupid said happily as she raised her arm and spun around in her chair. Santa laughed and stepped away from Vixen to greet the other elated woman.

"You gunna give 'em a good show, baby?" he chuckled and set his paws on his hips. Cupid jumped up from her spot and dashed up to the feline and gave him a hug as well.

"I always do!" she said happily. Santa brought one of his paws down and gave her butt a friendly smack that made it bounce, the sound being sharp and loud. She gave a hot yip and shivered as she stayed clinging to her manager.

"I know you do," he said and stroked his large paw over her soft backside, feeling the delicious curve and even giving a light squeeze. "I know you'll all make me very proud tonight," he said loudly and scanned the room, meeting each of the reindeer's eyes. "I have a feeling this is going to be a great year like all the others! The DJ has the crowd warmed up and ready, go on out and dance your hearts out, get some drinks, and fuck some patrons!" he howled and raised both fists into the air. The others replied with their own cheer and then got back to eagerly getting ready for the evening's festivities.

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