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The snow beneath my feet crunched, but the sound was drowned out by the wind. The trail had long since vanished under the thick snow layer and with every step the blizzard grew stronger. The snow pelted me so hard it felt like rocks. It snowed so much that my antlers became heavy, and I had to shake my head to free myself. My only saving grace was my nose, which glowed red so brightly that it pierced the white wall in front of me. It saved me from bumping into trees. I had no choice but to go forward, hoping to find anything to protect me from the blizzard. I was hungry, thirsty, and cold and after running into a tree, I was now bleeding and on the ground.

Growing up, bullying was awful, but I could tolerate it. The breaking point was realizing that my own parents didn't want me, so I did the only thing I could and left. I know they don't care, but they would still look for me to save face. I had to leave where no one would dare look for me.

The area has no name, always referred to as 'up north'. Parents telling stories about monsters eating kids prevented children from exploring, and the chain link fence didn't hurt either. Most reindeer go their entire lives without stepping a hoove here. However, my glowing nose showing me a tree I was about to run into reminded me I'm not normal.

It was a partially nasty group of kids chasing after me that led me to a hole in the fence. I remember thinking that whatever was in there couldn't be worse than getting beat up again. So, I passed through, hid in the foliage and waited, and waited, and soon it was dark. No monsters, no danger at all. It was actually safe. When I ran away three days ago, I knew nothing would happen. I was wrong, though something did happen.

The first night I found a cave and sought refuge. I fell asleep curled up, hiding my nose in my gut to block out its glow, but when I woke up my body was changed. I woke up face down on the ground and felt off. My entire body felt different. My legs were no longer under me, my neck was shorter and my face was not as long. It took everything I had to drag my front legs up. I turned my head, my antlers getting in the way a bit. Instead of a reindeer leg, I saw an arm.

I stared at it for what felt like forever. I knew it was mine, but my brain refused to acknowledge it. I had to raise my arm until realization sank in. I spent half the day getting accustomed to my transformed body. I dragged my other arm and legs around, wiggled my toes and spread my fingers. It took a while, but I raised them into the air and moved them independently of each other.

I finally got off the ground. I got my arms ready, bending my elbows and placing my hands flat on the ground. I pushed as hard as I could, filling the cave with my shouts of determination. My chest wasn't even an inch off the ground when pain shot through my new arms. Dragging them on the cave floor left them bruised. Despite this I continued through, knowing that if I gave up it would be hours until I was ready to try again. I pushed harder and raised my chest in tandem. The echo of my screams hurt my ears, but I did it. I got on my knees.

I sucked in as much air as possible, basking in my victory. Even my glowing nose couldn't bring me down. I took this chance to examine my body. I was still covered in fur, the standard brown and white mix. My arms were thin with the occasional spot of dried blood, but I was more interested in my hands. Despite being covered in fur, I could see the wrinkles on my palm and the folds on my fingers where I could bend them. I spent what felt like hours just bending and flexing my fingers.

I pressed my hands together feeling my own fur as my nose glowed. I dragged them down my arms towards my shoulder, getting caught on the sticky blood that had not completely dried as my nose glowed a little brighter. I ran my hands up and down my neck confirming that it was much shorter than before and my nose got brighter. I moved my hands up, across my chin and to my nose, which was glowing so bright my eyes hurt. For the first time in my life, I covered my nose. The cave fell into darkness as I smiled.

My joy was short-lived. Now that my nose isn't distracting me, I realized that my legs hurt, like really hurt. I needed to get off the ground. Standing up was a lot harder than sitting on my knees. I leaned to the side and moved my leg forward, only getting my sole on the ground, with my heel up in the air. I pressed down, climbed up and slid my other foot forward.

I stumbled back and widened my stance so I wouldn't fall. I raised a foot to walk, and lost balance immediately, faallingl on my rear. Getting up was much easier this time, pressing down on both legs. I shuffled over to the cave wall and used it as I learned to walk. My stance was wide, but it kept me from falling. I learned that I should lean forward when walking, but not too far out or I would dive headfirst into the ground. I was able to shrink my stance more and more and soon felt confident enough to leave the cave. Which leads me to where I am now.

Blood dripping from my nose burned a trail down my snout as I lay in the snow. I know that if I wait too long the snow will cover me and I will die. However, I was so comfortable, I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I was on the ground. Despite being broken, my nose glowed the brightest it ever had. I gathered my strength, breathing in and out, watching the condensation form when a chilling thought crept into my mind. Would my nose still blink after I died? Will someone walk in the forest and from a mile away see my nose shining under the snow? Will I be studied and forever remembered as the freak with the glowing nose? These thoughts rushed through my head as the corner of my vision blurred. However, in the wind I could hear snow crunching as someone walked up to me before I blacked out.

The first thing I felt when I awoke was warmth. There was so much all over me, especially on my back and neck. I hadn't even opened my eyes yet, but my body was in such a good state that it was difficult to process. My entire body was stabbed by the cold just moments ago, but now I was wrapped in such comfortable heat that I could barely comprehend it. I basked in its glory for as long as possible, scared that if I opened my eyes, I would be transported back to the snow. So, I waited, scared to move at all, but eventually, I gained the courage to face reality and opened my eyes.

I was greeted to a dark room, the snow from outside reflected so much moonlight into a window that I could see everything. It was a pretty big room; I could see a couch and chair surrounding a table and a fireplace in front of them. I could also see a door and multiple bookcases along the wall, but none were close to the fireplace. From my angle, I couldn't view the rest of the room, but what I could take in was amazing. I've never been in a room like this before, or inside a house really. The closest I've ever come was to the Workshop, but that never felt as comfortable as this place did.

I lay there for a long time, possibly an hour, soaking in as much detail as I could from the poor lighting. Like it was waiting for me to think about that. My nose glowed, illuminating the room for just a second. My hand shot up and covered it. I could use it to look at the room more, but it wouldn't be enough, and I had to explore the room. I shuffled under the thick comforter I was under, but I didn't even make it an

inch before I was grabbed. In my confusion, I didn't even realize an arm was wrapped around me. I couldn't see it as it tightened around my neck, not to choke me, but to keep me in place. I heard stirring behind me and the owner of the arm sat up, removing their arm while they did.

"Are you awake?" The voice was deep, and it made such an innocent question difficult to answer. I grabbed the comforter end and pulled it over me and shrank down into it. This was like it would protect me from whatever the stranger wanted. "I, uhh. I am." My voice was small, and I wondered if this person could even hear what I said. He laid back down and wrapped their arm around me again. "It's okay kid. I'm not going to hurt you." He pressed against my back, and the comforting heat I didn't know was missing came back. I was shaking. I didn't know if I had just started, or I was doing it the entire time. However, the stranger rubbed my chest and pressed against me more.

"It's okay, you're safe here, I promise." He spoke again. "What's your name kid?" I didn't know if I should tell him, but lying could make things even worse, and knowing my name wouldn't change my current situation. "Rudolphe." My voice was still weak, but he definitely heard me this time. "Rudolphe." That's a wonderful name. Tell me Rudolphe, did you come from Reindeer town on the other side of the fence?" This question scared me. If I answered, they would know I broke the rules, not just that but he knew about the fence. I was scared that admitting it would make him change, like flipping a switch. That hand soothing me would wrap around my neck and choke me.

My shaking increased and I couldn't form a sentence, instead I sputtered out the beginning of words. "Shhh, calm down." The deep voice pulled back, removing his arm and giving me space. "You don't have to tell me, how about you ask me questions? Will that make you feel better?" I calmed down and noticed how unbearable his absence was. Having someone hold me was so comforting, and I pushed them away. I started crying, not knowing what to do. The grip I had around my nose faltered, and strands of red light shone into the dark room, which they definitely saw.

I started crying harder. I wasn't loud but anyone in the room could hear me. "Can you hold me again?" He immediately embraced me, this time being hugged against his chest. He didn't say anything, letting me weep until I was satisfied. My nose glows randomly, but he never says anything. When I finally calmed down, nothing had really changed. I still cried, but I could form complete sentences again. I was still in a stranger's bed, knowing nothing about my current situation, so I asked the best question I could. "Where am I?" I must have caught him off guard because it took a second for him to answer. "You're in my cabin." That didn't really help, but it was better than nothing. "How did I get here?"

"I was reading a book when something hit the wall of my cabin. When I wanted to check it out, you were lying on the ground. The storm was so thick, that if your nose wasn't glowing, I might have missed you." My nose glowed and I covered it. "Hey, you don't need to do that." He reassured me but I knew better. I didn't know how to respond so I asked my next question, still covering my nose. "What's your name?" A single laugh escaped him. "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Krampus." I could hear his smile. His feelings were contagious and soon I smiled with him. “Do you live here?"

“Most of the year." He was blunt and I got the feeling he didn't really want to talk about it. The mood changed in an instant and any other questions died on my tongue. I was left lying in his embrace covering my nose. “Can you answer some of my questions?" I could feel my nose glow and my face flush at his teasing tone. I nodded and got a pat on my shoulder in response. “Did you come from Reindeertown?" A pit formed in my stomach as we returned to this question. “Yes." My voice was weak, but just like before he could hear it. “That's quite a journey. How old are you?" His voice wasn't accusatory, but it did carry a weight to it, like my answers would decide my fate. “I'm nineteen." I mumbled. “Nineteen. Far from home for someone so young. Do you want me to take you home?" My stomach dropped, as I uncovered my nose. “Do you want me to leave?" I felt like I was about to burst into another fit as tears welled up in my eyes.

“I didn't say that." He hugged me tighter. “I just thought you got lost is all. I'm not the reindeer enforcer." His joke did little to help me and I couldn't hold back. For the second time in under an hour, I cried in this stranger's arms. “Please don't make me go back. I'll leave as soon as possible, please. Not there!" I must have looked like a mess; tears ran down my face as my broken nose leaked snot and glowed. In my defeatist state my arm dropped, showing him what a freak I am. My nose glowed as I pleaded my case, but I stopped as a hand cupped my face.

His hand guided me to look up. The light from my nose illuminated his face perfectly. His face was black like his arms and shaped like goats I saw in picture books. His snout was lined with a pair of fangs that shot up, but the most striking feature was his eyes. Once our eyes met, we were glued together. They were the same shade of red as my nose. As we stared, he smiled and rubbed my cheeks. “You can stay here for as long as you like." His voice was soft. He shifted his arms around to hug me. I was pulled into his neck and lulled back to sleep. “Thank you." That was all I could say.I woke up in the middle of the bed. Krampus was missing, leaving me in the cradle of the bed that I fell into and I was left crawling out of it. I flung the blanket to the side and swung my legs out of the bed. Sitting up, I could see the rest of the cabin I was in. The single room cabin was fully lit thanks to the lights that dotted the walls. The couch and chairs I saw last night were the centerpiece of the room, with the empty table completing the set. I could see a study door on the other side of the cabin that I think leads to the outside. I looked left and saw that the cabin was smaller than I expected.

That part of the cabin was a kitchen. Krampus hummed as he fiddled with two bowls. I was distracted by the kitchen to really notice what he was doing. However, it looked like he poured something white and grain into it. I could see a stove, oven and sink with cupboards above and below the counters built into the wall. A fridge was left alone at the far end. There was also a door next to the fridge, but it looked a lot thinner than the other one. He put a spoon in each, picked up the bowls and headed to the couch, stopping briefly when he saw me. “Good morning." He greeted me.

“Good morning," I responded. Krampus was black and gray, except for his waist and crotch. It was a jarring blue that looked completely out of place on him. It would have been rude to insult the man who saved my life like that. “I didn't know what you wanted to eat, or if you could eat, so I just got us some plain cereal." He placed one bowl down on the table and the other in his lap as he sat down on the couch. I took a deep breath and steadied myself as I prepared to stand up.

I grabbed the edge of the bed, laid my feet flat against the floor and pushed off. I balanced for a moment and stepped. It was much better than when I first tried to walk, but I still lost balance and fell back on the bed. “Oh dear." Krampus put his bowl down and made his way to me. My nose glowed in embarrassment; it felt worse now that I had an audience. “Sorry." I mumbled as he stretched out a handout. “There's nothing to be sorry about. Let me help." I took his hand and stood.

I got my bearings. He helped me balance myself and was near when I stumbled. I was eventually able to make it to the couch and sit down next to Krampus. “Did you used to walk on four legs?" He asked as he picked up his bowl. I matched his movement, placing the bowl in my lap and holding the spoon. “Yes. Was it that obvious?" He smiled. “Yes, your legs were far apart, and you barely lifted your feet." My face felt hot as he explained. “It's OK, dear. This part of the forest does this to all animals," he explained. “I know it's a touchy subject, but do you have anyone who can help you with your new body?" His voice was even and soft, like he was trying to get a squirrel to eat out of his hands. “No. I have no one." My voice was more bitter than I wanted it to be, and he must have picked up on it, but he didn't mention it.

“Then why don't I help you? I wouldn't be able to sleep knowing I let you leave when you can barely walk. You can stay for as long as it takes." My nose glowed as I thought it over. I had nowhere to go and if he wanted to hurt me, he would have done so by now. “Are you sure, sir? I don't want to be a bother." He smiled; his fangs made him look dopey. “It's no bother at all. Like I said, I would be worried if I let you leave like this. I could also use the company." A heat built up in my chest as I nodded my head. “Ok, I would love to stay here and learn." His smile grew and he turned to his bowl, and I turned to mine.

Thin yellow flakes floated in white liquid. I wrapped my hand around the spoon and looked over at Krampus for guidance. I watched as he picked up his spoon, balancing it so it carried some flakes and put the other end into his mouth. I put my whole attention back on my bowl and copied his movements. It was shaky and some liquid fell, some landing on my chest, but I got it in my mouth. It tasted like the oats I usually eat, but the liquid added extra flavor. “Mmm, wow. Thif is greath." I complemented with my mouth full as I shoved the spoon into the bowl for more.

Krampus put his bowl on the table and moved closer to me. “Let's slow down a bit, don't want to make too much of a mess." I paused and my face heated up as I realized what I had done. I swallowed and lowered my hands. “Sorry." That was all I could say. “Don't worry, this can be the first lesson." He picked up his bowl and placed it in his lap. “Watch how I hold it. See where my thumb is placed?" I mirrored him the best I could as he watched. “Move your fingers to the neck, where the wide part and skinny part meet." I did as instructed, noticing immediately how easy it was to hold like this. “Now just pick some cereal up and bring it to your mouth." He took a spoonful and ate it. I copied him, not as fast but I didn't spill anything on me this time. “See! You're much better."

The rest of the day was just as fun. Krampus gave me a tour of his cabin, showing me the bathroom and a closet I missed that was at the foot of the bed. I had so many questions, all of which he answered in a calm voice, never getting angry or annoyed no matter what questions I had. Although he thought I knew less than I did, he seemed disappointed when I told him that I knew what electricity was and how water traveled in pipes so he could use the sink. “The elves had all of this stuff, sir." He pursed his lips and looked at the floor. “Right, sorry. I don't know how much you know, that is all." He rocked back and forth on his heels, and I reached out and grabbed his arm to calm him. His arms are much thicker than mine, almost twice as big. I could feel the muscles tense up as I startled him, but he didn't pull away. “It's OK sir." I giggled. “This is really fun." He smiled back at me as we continued the tour.

He explained everything in vivid detail and soon it was night. Krampus explained how the garbage disposal works when I yawned. “Tired already?" He half joked as I looked at the clock he had above the fireplace. “It's almost 10 p.m., sir." He looked at the clock and scratched the back of his neck.

“Oops, I lost track of time. I'll give you the rest of the tour tomorrow." He headed to the bed and paused. “What's wrong sir?" He looked back at me, giving me a once over as he thought about something. “I only have one bed." He mumbled. I tilted my head in thought, “So? We slept together last night. What's wrong with doing it again?" He exhaled through his nose and deflated a bit, “You were passed out, naked, in a snowstorm. I had to heat you up so you didn't die." I still didn't understand, "It's OK sir, I don't mind sharing a bed with you." The pure black goat man, who was taller and stronger than me, had a hint of red as he looked at the floor, unable to make eye contact. I still didn't understand what the problem was, but then I thought about what the problem could be, and I deflated. “Do you not want to share a bed with me?"

“No, that's not the problem, dear. You're just…naked." He spat the last word out. I looked down at my hazel body, still not understanding. I looked back at him and the look on my face must have clued him in. “Now that you're bipedal, you need to wear clothes. It's impolite to expose yourself like this." I still didn't understand, but if he said it was then that's all the explanation I needed. "Oh, okay. What do I need?" He walked over to the closet and kneeled down, pulling out a box full of clothes. He dug around for some time until he pulled out a very small pair of pants and handed them to me. “These are underwear. Put them on." I took them and examined them. “How?"

Krampus led me to the bed and sat me down and walked me through. I gasped in shock when he showed me that his blue crotch area was actually his own pair of underwear, which he thought was hysterical. I got my pair on, and Krampus was much happier. “I should have had you put on clothes at the beginning. I got distracted from giving you the tour that I forgot you were completely naked, sorry dear." He sat next to me; his weight created a dip, and I slid into him. We both sat shocked for a moment before I responded, “It's OK, sir. I didn't know so don't worry." I grabbed his biceps to comfort him. “Although, why do you have a small pair of these 'underwear'. These wouldn't fit you."

“Uhh…They used to fit, but they shrunk in the wash. I actually have a lot of clothes that have shrunk. I throw them in a box in the back of the closet, and I keep forgetting to take them with me when I leave." He was clearly embarrassed, so I tried to not laugh, but as soon as I opened my mouth I burst, and a full belly laugh started. “You little." Krampus tried to sound angry, but the smile on his face betrayed him as he tackled me. We laughed together as we sat down together. It was a minute before we calmed down. Krampus waved his hand, and the light turned off, and he pulled the blanket over us. A red light illuminated his face, which he leaned down on and kissed. My hand shot up and covered my nose instinctively, causing him to pull back. “I'm sorry. Was that too far? Did it hurt?"

I shook my head and pulled myself into him. “No, not at all. I just realized, my nose didn't glow today." He gave me a quizzical look. “No, it glowed. Not the entire time, but randomly. You just didn't notice." I rubbed my nose as I thought about what he just said. “You must be exhausted, let's go to sleep, dear." He laid down, but a deep feeling made me ask one more question of the day, “Can you kiss me again?" We lay in silence as he thought it over. I was scared he would say no, but he leaned down and kissed my nose again, softer than before. “Goodnight, dear."As the days turned to weeks, we grew closer. Krampus taught me things as they came up, ranging from cooking to history. He became more enthusiastic the longer I stayed. I realized that he was just as nervous about me as I was about him, which made my chest warmer. It took about a week to realize I had a crush on him, but I was unwilling to tell. I knew he wouldn't kick me out of the cabin, but I didn't want to put him in that position. Snuggling with him every night sufficed.

Soon, the one-month anniversary of our meeting arrived and Krampus had something he wanted to share. I waited for him, but he was too nervous to look me in the eyes. It was always enjoyable to see this scary hunk let his guard down and be vulnerable with me. However, his shy demeanor tugged at my heart to the point that I couldn't bear it. I thought of a way to give him more time. “How about we do our morning routine while you think this over?" I offered. Krampus nodded his head and did just that. We ate, brushed our teeth etc. Soon we were done and sitting on the couch. He was still nervous, so I moved closer, placing a hand on his thigh in encouragement. He shut his eyes and faced forward. He was still nervous, so I rubbed his thigh to let him know it's OK.

He leaned back as I rubbed. He clenched and unclenched his fists as a blush formed on his face. He opened his maw, but instead of speaking he moaned. I was confused. I gazed at him as this carried on for a while. As I was about to speak, something poked my hand. I looked down and realized what was happening. I gave him an erection. The bulge snaked down his left leg, trapped under his blue briefs. I pulled my hand back as my face lit up like my nose, which glowed the brightest it ever had. Things were so awkward, I looked straight ahead and sat perfectly still. I felt like if I did, I would disappear and I would never have to think about this again.

As I spiraled, a hand landed on my thigh. A large, black clawed hand that I recognize anywhere. Krampus leaned towards me but kept a breath away as he struggled to find the right words. “Rudolph," He finally spoke. “This has been the most fun month I have had in over thirteen-hundred years. Most people are either too scared to be around me, or work for me. But you're neither and I really…like you. I want you to stay here permanently." He finished and I looked into his eyes. I spent my entire life feeling like I wasn't wanted, that people would be happier if I left, and here sits the man I have a crush on telling me he would be less happy if I left. I cupped his cheek, but before I could speak, he leaned in and kissed me. My nose shot into overdrive. It glowed so bright that I could hear it shine as Krampus and I kissed.

His pointed tongue pushed my tongue to the side, tasting every corner of my mouth, absorbing the residue of the mint-flavored toothpaste we both use. We kissed for so long that I ran out of air, and I had to push him away so I could breathe. Our kiss ended and we were both left gasping for air. Krampus wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me to his side. “Sorry, I'm really excited." I caught my breath and chuckled, “I could tell. I've had a crush on you almost the entire time. I'm relieved that you feel the same." I leaned into him, resting on his pecs as he rubbed my shoulder. “'Almost the entire time?' I was smitten by you since the first morning. I was being serious when I said people are usually scared, so when you weren't it piqued my interest. You're a very brave reindeer." I blushed as I leaned into him, and we both sat there basking in each other's company.

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“Hey, my erection isn't going down." I looked up as Krampus scratched his neck. I looked down and sure enough, the bulge in his briefs had grown and a dark spot was forming at the tip of it. I rubbed his chest as I thought about what to say. “I've…never…yeah." I'm sure he knew what I meant because he inhaled sharply and grabbed my shoulder before exhaling. “I can help you. I said I would teach you how to use your new body." I crossed my legs as my own erection formed as I thought about this. “You look really big."

“Thanks." He teased. I grumbled as I continued. “Will it hurt?" He placed a hand under my chin and guided me so we looked into each other's eyes. “It will. But it will also feel really comfortable. We will go slow, as slow as you want and if you want me to stop, all you have to do is say stop. I promise this will be great for both of us. We just need to go slow." He leaned in, so I opened my mouth instinctively. This kiss was much better than the last one. Instead of rummaging around, he played with me. Our tongues danced with each other, and I could taste him as they brushed against each other. We broke our kiss, not out of necessity, but because we moved on to something better. “Where should we start?" Krampus smiled, leaned back and spread his legs open. “Get on your knees in front of me."

I did as instructed, getting on my knees between Krampus's legs, staring directly at his bulge. Looking up, he seemed so imposing. His body was toned and well built, leading to a rugged goat face with fangs that looked intimidating from this angle. “Remember, we can stop anytime, just say the word." He brushed a hand against my face as I blushed. “I know, but I really want this." His thumb circled my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “Then you should start by taking my briefs off." He teased and removed his hand from my face, placing both arms on the back of the couch and widening his legs.

I looked back at the red briefs, admiring the bulge one last time before I finally learned what was underneath. I placed my hands on the ends of his briefs at his thighs, and dragged them up to his waist. He exhaled and threw his head back as my hands reached their destination. I grabbed the hem and pulled it down until I could see the base of his cock. It was black like the rest of him, and a little thinner than my wrists. I swallowed my fears as I tugged more, revealing more and more of his meat, but also revealing his musk. It hit me like a punch to the face. It was earthy, mixed with his personal scent. My mouth watered and I had to swallow again. The moment felt never ending. Right before I pulled his briefs past his knees, his manhood shut up and I saw him in all his glory.

His erect cock stood up. He would make his dick twitch like it beckoned me as a bit of steam disappeared into the surrounding air. His head was a different shade of black, almost like grapes. I stared at it for a while as my own briefs got tighter. “Finish taking my briefs off, then you can take yours off." It was like he read my mind. I did what I was told, dragging his briefs past his ankles before slipping mine off. My dick shot forward, flinging a drop of pre against the couch as I pulled them down to my thighs. I wanted to get back to Krampus dick as soon as possible. “So eager. You can touch it." He teased as he made it twitch again. I reached out with a nervous hand and wrapped it around his member.

I wrapped my hand around the middle of his length. He was so thick that I could barely grab the whole thing. “Wow." I whispered as the heat from his member sank into my hand. I heard a puff from above as he looked down at me. “Impressive?" I ran my thumb up and down his cock, teasing out a drop of pre that gathered at the tip of his head. “Your delicate hands feel so soft, dear. Try cupping my balls with the other one." His voice was even as always, like I wasn't playing with his genitals, while I couldn't speak with how excited I was. I tore my eyes away from his dick and looked at his balls. Like the rest of him, they were black and big, with an extra puff of fur running between his testicals. I brought my other hand up to his balls, which rested on the couch. I slid my hand under them and relaxed.

His balls were soft and warm as I pressed against the underside.“That's it. Play with them a little." I bounced them, I lifted them up and let them fall, I rubbed them. I tried squeezing one of them. Compared to his dick, the steam here was more concentrated. I tried squeezing them, but Krampus was quick to discourage that. “How about sniffing your hand? You'll definitely enjoy that." I let go of his balls and sniffed my hand. I moaned as I inhaled his musk. I covered my face with my hand and inhaled. I also ran my tongue against my palm in a desperate attempt to get the most out of it. His earthy musk and the funk of his genitals tasted incredible. My penis throbbed and hurt at how hard I was.

I let go of my face to attend to my aching dick. As I did I was reminded that I had the source of the musk in front of me. I leaned in, pressed my snout against his sack and huffed as hard as I could. The steam emanating from his genitals entered my nostrils and my mouth began to water. I exhaled in short bursts and inhaled as long as I could. I moved the hand holding his dick down, dragging his skin with it, all the way down until it hit my snoot. I then moved it back up until I was holding his head. It was slow, but his sighs of pleasure told me I was on the right track. I also began to stroke myself, pumping my own dick easier than his.

This continued for a while, the room filling with his moans and my breathing. I jerked us off, wetting our dicks with our respected cum. His musk filled my lungs and exacerbated my orgasm, making the pressure in my dick build up sooner than it normally would. I slowed down and pressed my face harder into his sack. “Glad you like it. I haven't been able to masturbate since you got here. Tried doing it in the shower but the water made it dry. Speaking of~, why don't you lick my rod from bottom to top?" I pulled away from his cushions, sucking in air not drenched with his muck. I ran my tongue in my mouth and pressed it against the base of his dick.

It tasted like fur. I let go and pressed against his dick, pinning it between me and his abs. I licked his length and got a little taste of the cum I smeared on it. His foreskin built up and pooled as I pushed it up. I ran my tongue over it and his head, getting a mouthful of cum. Krampus inhaled and moaned, “Just like that." The taste reminded me of the salt licks back at Reindeer Village, and just like the salt lick, I needed more. I grabbed his dick and tilted it down towards me and let his cum build up. I watched as it gathered, leaning against his foreskin before going over, making a bead, before I placed his head in my mouth. “God, this is better than I could imagine. You're doing well, dear." With his encouragement and dick in my mouth, I returned to stroking my member.

I realized I didn't know what I was doing as his head sat in my mouth. He seemed to like it when I ran my tongue over his dick, so I just did that. I licked his head, slurping as my tongue absorbed the pre that formed. I reached my breaking point. The pressure from before returned stronger now that I had his dick in my maw. I ran my hand faster than before, as I reached the pinnacle of my orgasm. I tried to hold it in, but Krampus twitched, shooting a glob of cum onto my tongue, which sent me over the edge and I came into my hand. I moaned as I tried to contain my mess, but I could feel my cum gushing between my fingers and running down my hand. My orgasm ended quickly, and fatigue overwhelmed me. I refocused on Krampus, his dick still in my mouth as I thought about what I could do.

I ran my tongue around his foreskin, moving my entire head in a circular motion to get the most out of it. My tongue would slip under it as I did, everytime I would get a stronger taste. I explored this, pushing my tongue under his foreskin, causing the biggest moan from Krampus. “Yes, keep doing that." He leaned forward, grabbing my antlers as he pushed me down. His dick went in further than I could handle as my mouth was stretched until it hurt. He quickly realized what he was doing, let go and leaned back on the couch. “Shit, sorry, sorry. You're just so good, dear." He moaned as his calm demeanor slipped a little. His dick never left my maw. Seeing his desperation caused my tired body to fill with adrenaline as I wanted Krampus to enjoy this as much as possible.

I bit down gently and slid my tongue between his dick and foreskin. Exploring this untapped part of him was like tasting him for the first time. His build up of sweat and musk made the inside slimy, leaving my mouth coated in his taste, which was stronger than ever. I circled my tongue the best I could, but it got caught on his skin, making me pull it. Krampus loved it. He was moaning, lifting his hips up and sitting back down. He was fighting between wanting to shove his dick down my throat and keeping his promise to let me stay in control. I pushed my tongue deeper and deeper, trying to taste every part of him I could. “Dear, if you keep doing that, then..." I pulled my tongue down, stretching him more. He grabbed my head, using my antlers as handle, “Oh, fuck, get ready."

I heard his dick twitch as he came as he shot with so much force that it hit the back of my throat. My mouth heated up, like I had just eaten a warm cookie. I tried to savor it, but he was coming more and more and soon my mouth was puffing out as some of his cum leaked out of my mouth. I made audible gulps as I swallowed as much cum as possible, feeling the heat travel down my throat and enter my stomach as I did. It was in vain, as my mouth reached its limit and I spat it up, coating Krampus's crotch. This didn't stop him. He continued to use my mouth as a container, most of which fell back onto him, but I did try swallowing.

After he was done, Krampus let go and leaned back, his own pointed tongue hung out of his mouth like a sleeping dog as we caught our breath. “Even better than I imagined." I sat down on the floor, looking at the mess we made. His groomed black fur was wet and blotchy, emanating from his genitals, then spreading to his inner thighs. All of it was drenched in semen. The spot he was sitting wasn't spared. The area between his legs was black with semen. This semen ran down to the floor, where my own puddle lay, or it did before I spat Krampus's semon onto the ground, making my mess moot. My genitals were like his, clumping together and darker than normal. Krampus' semen covered my chin down to my stomach. “How will we clean this up?" Krampus was still sucking in air as he looked down at our mess. “We can worry about that tomorrow. It would be better to wait until we're done anyway."

“We aren't done?" I looked at him and to my horror, he was still hard. My own dick had gone soft, but he was twitching with anticipation, a drop of pre forming to relubed itself. “You enjoyed this right?" I nodded my head as he moved to the edge of the couch and reached out to me. “Then let me show you something even better, and like I said, we can stop anytime." I took his hand and he helped me up. He then pulled me onto his lap. My thighs rested on his leg as my bum hung out. Krampus nuzzled my neck, kissing it as I moaned. “You need to be prepared first, but I can make that fun too." He wrapped his arm around me, giving me a quick squeeze. While he did this, he opened his maw and placed his fingers, except his thumb and pinky, into it. He closed his maw and sucked on them, coating them in his saliva before pulling them out with a strand still connecting them to his mouth.

Krampus took his wet hand and grabbed my butt cheeks, getting a squeak out of me. He pulled the cheek and placed one of his fingers on it. He circled my entrance, leaving a layer of saliva that cooled. “Relax and breathe." I steadied my breath and closed my eyes. My shoulders fell as I relaxed. The instant I did, his finger plunged into me, making me tense up and clenched around his finger. I looked at him as my face and nose lit up. He smiled and flexed his finger, his nail digging into my walls as I twisted my body, screaming in pain. “Sorry! I got a little excited. Just calm down, get used to it." I relaxed again, or the closest I could with a finger up my ass. He pulled out some to make it easier. I clenched and looked down, seeing his dick throb as he fingered me. I unclenched my hand and grabbed his cock, lightly stroking it, which earned me a moan of satisfaction.

I let the finger sit inside me, getting used to the feel as I stretched to accommodate it. “You can take in even more." I groaned as I took in more. He stopped again, I got comfortable, and he pushed more in. This was repeated until I could take the whole finger. “We'll start again, this time with two." I nodded as he pulled out, leaving his tip. His second finger prodded at my hole like the first did, but this time it entered much nicer than the first. As it slipped in, my grip on his dick tightened, slowing him down. “Easy, it's almost in. He was able to get them both in without losing his dick. They sat inside me as we waited. Like before, he slid more and more of them in as I got used to them. This time, he pulled them apart, stretching me wide and filling the cabin with my moans. “You're doing great dear." He whispered as I got both of his fingers in all the way. “One more time, with all three."

He pulled out and lined up his fingers as I ran my thumb around his head. All three entered at once as I groaned. My hole was used to the abuse by this point, so I got them all in about half the time. Krampus hummed as he noticed this, spreading his fingers apart. I clenched his head in reaction, and he put his fingers together again and continued. I got all three of his fingers down to his knuckles. The pain was absent, leaving middle discomfort and a strange lust, like his fingers opened a need I didn't know I had. “You're doing great, we can finally start." He pulled his fingers out, causing me to moan at the sudden lack of pressure inside me. “You mean this isn't what you wanted?" I squealed. Krampus stood up and carried to the bed, whispering, “You'll understand in a second." sending a chill down my spine.

He laid me stomach down, with my waist hanging off the side. I looked back, watching as he licked his lips as he grabbed my cheeks. “I've been looking at this for over a month. You have no idea what I have planned." I whimpered and tried to sit up, but a hand landed on my back and pushed me down. “Easy dear. Remember I'll start slow, we can build up to the real fun stuff." I relaxed and his hand returned to my rump. He played with them, pushing and squishing them together as I lay there. The anticipation built up as he ran his hands over my rear end. When he was satisfied, he pressed his thumbs into my crack and spread them. The saliva from his fingers remained on my anus, which cooled as it was exposed to the air. “Deep breaths." Krampus flung his hips forward, causing his dick to land between my spread ass, making a slapping sound and causing my buns to jiggle. He dragged his cock down until his head rested on my exposed entrance.

He gently pushed forward, my hole unwilling to let him in. He rested and tried again, pressing a little harder. “You gotta relax." I breathed in and out, trying to let him in. My ass loosened and Krampus took advantage. He pressed one more time, slipping his head into me. I clenched my teeth and gripped the comforter as he sighed in satisfaction. I continued breathing as I got used to this new feeling. His dick had a different texture than his fingers and there were no nails to graze my inner walls. After a few seconds, Krampus pressed forward. Instead of the 'stop and go' approach with his fingers, Krampus moved very slowly, letting me get used to him at the same time. Our saliva provided enough lube that his dick could slide in without much problem. His prep also helped. I was already stretched by his fingers, so taking his dick was easier.

His hips hit my ass, his dick completely inside me. He rubbed my butt as he breathed, trying to control himself and letting me get used to his full mass. I focused on his dick. I tried flexing my glutes, getting a snort from Krampus and a pinch on my bun. “Careful, you really don't want to tease me." I relaxed, and felt his dick rest inside me. As we waited, I felt his dick twitching inside me rhythmically. I soon realized that it wasn't twitching, it was his heart beat. I felt his heartbeat through his dick. I focused on that, distracting from the discomfort.

Krampus grabbed my waist, pulling me out of my stupor. He rolled his hips and pulled out about half way and pressed back into me. He did it again, a little faster this time, and again, each time picking up speed. I lifted my head and moaned as he thrust into me, his balls swinging and slapping into me. "K-Krampus!" He stopped instantly. “Am I–?" I cut him off, shouting, “Don't STOP". Krampus tightened his grip around my waist and leaned down, pressing me against the bed as he pulled out. With his strongest thrust yet, he slammed his entire length into me, making me scream. Mid scream, Krampus locked his lips with mine. Cutting me off as he wrestled with my tongue. He kept our lips together as he pulled in and out of me, hitting my ass with such force that it would be red by the end of the night.

Krampus grabbed my hands, locking our fingers together as he fucked me. Tears ran down my face from the constant assault. He slid his hands under my chest and pushed into me the deepest he had ever pushed into me and kept it in. He lifted us up and broke the kiss. I gasped for air as he hugged me, keeping me in the air. Krampus tightened his grip on one arm, and let go of the other. I watched as it moved down, catching a quick glimpse of my dick that I didn't notice was erect again. His hand dwarfed my dick, which he took in his entire palm. He couldn't jerk me off like I could with him, instead he ran his thumb up and down my length. I struggled in his grip the new sensation, feeling the orgasm begin to form. I huffed and moaned in his grip, too exhausted to warn him.

Cumming for the second time tonight, I shot my load into his hand. I was already spent from the first orgasm, so my already small load was even smaller. Despite that, the volume of liquid quickly became too much and some began to drip onto the bed. I fell slack as I finished, Krampus' arm and dick keeping me up. Krampus brought his cum covered hand up to his mouth and licked it clean, making a show of running his tongue between his fingers. “My turn." I instinctively tightened when he said that as he wrapped both arms around me.

Immediately, we returned to ramming. He pulled his dick out of my hole and shoved back into it. Speed and force increased with each thrust, sending my hips into the air a few inches each time he smacked into me. Above the slapping, I could hear his heavy breathing; puffs of air coming out of his nose. He thrust one last time, lifted me up and shoved me into the bed. Pinning me down with his body as he filled my guts. I could only moan as my insides heated up, the cum traveling into my depths as I heard the squelching sounds of some escaping between the cracks of Krampus' dick.

This orgasm lasted longer than the first one, pumping more cum into my rear end than into my mouth. Semen penetrated deeper into me with each twitch, making my entire stomach warm up with his heat. My thighs became drenched as semen slipped by his dick, unable to contain it all. With one last thrust, he was done. He lay down on me, keeping me pinned and his dick inside. My lungs burned for air. I pushed with all my might, unable to get him off. “Heh, having trouble?" Krampus asked as he stood up. He grabbed my ass and pushed it down as he pulled it out. “Ahhh" I squealed as the release felt amazing. Like dumping a bucket of water, all of the cum in me poured out and made a 'plat' against the floor. I moaned and covered my face in embarrassment as Krampus rubbed my rear. “Nothing to be ashamed of."

Once it was all over, the fatigue hit me like a wave. I couldn't even move my arms. With all of my strength, I whispered, “Krampus." I wasn't sure he even heard me, but he stopped rubbing, “Yes, dear?"

“We're done."

“Alright." Krampus walked away and turned off the lights before returning. He placed his arms under me and picked me up as he got on the bed and under the covers. He placed my head on his pec and stroked my head, kissing me on the nose which lit up one last time before we fell asleep.