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December 22nd. Donner bounced her hips rapidly but not roughly on Nick’s cock, moaning his praises as she did so. She and Blitzen, as lead sisters of the team, requested that Nick and the rest of the team meet in the stables that night. And so it was that Nick was currently sat upon a hay bale being reverse cowgirled by one of the two strongest reindeer in the North Pole. Dancer and Vixen’s heads leaned in close to either side of his own head, egging him on and arousing him further with their erotic voiced comments.

“Come on, Nick,” whispered Vixen. “I know you both are close.”

“Go ahead and finish yourselves off,” crooned Dancer. “Don’t be afraid to grab her hips and thrust yours.”

“Will do!” moaned Nick as he immediately took Dancer’s suggestion, grabbing handfuls of Donner’s furry hips and thrusting. Both Nick and Donner moaned louder than ever as they felt their respective sexes begin to tense in anticipation of orgasm. Years of training had honed every muscle in Donner’s body, including the ones within her vagina. The inner walls gripped at Nick’s throbbing cock like a fleshy vice, eager to draw out his semen the moment he came… a moment that arrived soon after. With a groan, Nick emptied his load into Donner’s spasming pussy, jets of cum shooting deep into her soft but muscular depths.

“Good job, you two,” said Vixen appreciatively. “Alright, now it’s Blitzen’s turn. Where do you want it, Blitz?”

Donner withdrew from Nick and stepped out of stall as an even bigger and more muscular reindeer cow, her eyes blue, fur patterned with white lightning bolt-shaped stripes, and masculine antlers, took her place.

“Right in the ass,” said Blitzen in a voice that truthfully rather scared Nick. Sure, Vixen had given him another bull stimulant and had more control and resistance to its negative effects, but he didn’t think he was ready for yet another rough fucking. “Vix, you got lube in your stall?”

“When don’t I?” replied Vixen cheerfully before reaching down and grabbing a small bottle of clear lubricant. Nick took it and applied the slick stuff to his still raging boner, eager for its next release. But then, an idea hit him. An idea that very quickly caused a massive grin to slide across his face.

“What’s with the smile, stud?” asked Blitzen with a raised eyebrow.

In one swift movement, Nick roughly grasped Blitzen’s rump and shoved his dick into her puckered hole, causing the reindeer to let out a shrill noise completely unfitting of her stature.

“Nick,” panted Blitzen hoarsely as she turned her head to glare at him. Nick was very quickly starting to regret this decision. He knew Blitzen could be a force to be reckoned with when she got mad. But his worry faded when she spoke in an extremely horny manner, albeit still in that hoarse voice. “Don’t hold back. Fucking destroy me. Don’t stop until I’m nice and full.”

“Holy shit, Blitz, you might be more of an anal slut than me.” remarked Vixen as Nick plowed into Blitzen, remaining in control of his actions but also going full tilt. With each thrust he could see how his penis slightly stretched Blitzen’s tailhole, how the force he put behind his thrusts caused her to jerk forward, how already her face was a mask of lust and submission to her stud of a human. Nick was surprised at her. Normally she was a tough, go-getter kind of reindeer who took charge every chance she got. Seeing her act so… Vixen-ish was like he was fucking a completely different reindeer. The other members of the team watched with varying amounts of interest and horniness, sometimes making the occasional comment or two. Prancer took Dancer and Vixen’s place as the sexual devil on Nick’s shoulders, seeing as they were… quite preoccupied with each other at the moment, to say the least.

“Come on, Nick,” crooned the former shrinking violet, her voice taking a newfound eroticism since her change. “Rut her like you did the rest of us. Make this leader submit to you and you alone. Mold her mind and ass into your own personal sex toys. Make her think of nothing else but you and your cock.” Wow, Prancer… just… wow.

Blitzen had never felt such amazing pleasure before. Sure, his dad was good back in the day, but Nick was on a whole other level. The way his cock pushed in and out of her made her legs shake and wobble, threatening to give out from beneath her. Her eyes rolled up into her head and her mouth hung open, moaning incoherently all the while. What little her sex-entranced mind understood of Prancer’s dirty talk was actually beginning to seem very tempting. But for a split second, her old self returned, questioning why the team needed more sex addicts in addition to Vixen and Prancer. Besides, she needed to lead the team… well, besides when Rudolph was needed, but that’s besides the point. A good leader couldn’t be distracted by such primal urges… even if they felt really, really fucking good. Still, she decided to just let herself go just this once and revel in the pleasure Nick gave her. That pleasure only increased when she climaxed, screaming as her pussy pulsing around a cock that wasn’t there as it squirted heavily. In that same moment, Nick had his orgasm, shooting his cum into Blitzen’s anus, the white essence splashing against the fleshy walls and eventually leaking out of her gaping hole once Nick pulled out.

Blitzen collapsed, knocked out by intense pleasure, as Nick fell back onto the hay bale.

“Holy shit,” he panted. “That was awesome.”

“And so,” said Dasher. “Our little meetups are complete. How were they?”

“As if I need to answer,” said Nick. “They were fucking awesome! Any chance we could do it again next year?”

“You can do this any time you want with any of us. Just ask,” said Vixen with a wink. Her lips were dripping with what Nick could only assume was Essence of Prancer. “But as much as I’d for this to continue now, we all think it’s best that you go home and rest. It’s going to be a real busy couple days.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” said Nick as he put on his clothes and stepped over Blitzen to exit the stall. “See you all tomorrow.”

“Night, Nick.” said the team, sans Blitzen, in unison.

***

Ruby couldn’t believe what she was smelling as she walked closer to the stables. All she knew was that she got up to get some oats from the stables, and next thing she knew her nose was assaulted with scents of sex. But what really got her attention was the masculine musk that hung in the air, awakening deep desires of being bred, of her belly distended with a calf or two, of milk swelling her already large udders. While it wasn’t breeding season for reindeer, it might as well have been for Ruby. It was then that she saw Santa’s son walk out… and it didn’t take long for Ruby to put two and two together.

“Hey, Nick,” she said in a warm, maternal voice. “What are you doing at the stables so late?”

“Hey, Ruby,” said Nick, who hadn’t counted on other reindeer being about. He was busted, wasn’t he? Then again, it’s not like what he was doing was wrong, per se. Right? “I could ask you the same. I was just checking on the girls, for… uh, for…” Something about the way Ruby looked at him caused him to falter, like a mother giving a glare to a child who had their hand in the cookie jar.

“Alright, fine,” said Nick. “I’ll tell you why I’m really here.” And so Nick told Ruby about his meeting with Dasher, which in turn led to sexual meetings with the rest of the team up until now.

“I thought I smelled sex,” said Ruby, sniffing again as she slowly made her way closer to Nick, backing him up against the stable wall. “That glorious, irresistible smell…”

“Uh, Ruby?” asked Nick, the mature reindeer nosing his crotch, which was still quite erect.

“What say we head to your place for a while? I mean, I don’t mean to impose.” she said.

“Well, I was going to go turn in for the night.” said Nick with a shrug.

“Tell you what: you take me to some fun at your house, and I’ll help you get to sleep. Sound like a deal?” crooned Ruby, staring into Nick’s eyes with her own, as red as her son’s nose. Nick thought it over, looking at Ruby’s slightly chubby form. He wondered just what the team would think. Would they he angry or jealous? Surely not, right? Hell, if anything, they’d probably be proud of him. So what the hell, why not?

“Deal.” he said.