Home for Horny Monsters Ch. 084

"This is my first time being a Christmas present," he replied, then awkwardly squeezed her breasts with his hands. They were so big, he couldn't figure out where to touch first. Underboob? Start at the sides and work his way up? Concentrate on the nipple?

His magic snapped through him like a whip, tuning him in to her needs and desires. He used one hand to send out sparks that danced across one of her nipples while he sucked the other into his mouth. It was huge, with an areola the size of his face. There was still some awkwardness, but he was now making proper progress.

Blood rushed to his head as Christmas Present whipped him about, then set him on a nearby table. She was grinding her crotch on one of his legs as he sat on the edge, his feet dangling over the ground.

She loomed over him, using a pair of fingers to stroke him. He groaned and leaned back, allowing her better access.

Off to the side, Yuki pushed herself up until she was sitting. She narrowed her eyes for a moment, then let out a small sigh.

"You should try sucking it," she said.

"What a delightful idea." Christmas Present put her head in Mike's lap and licked his cock tentatively before sucking it into her mouth. Her massive tongue caressed the underside of his shaft as she easily took his full length.

"Yeah, that's a good ghost." Mike put his hands on the back of her head, but didn't bother guiding her. Even when she took his full length, he just barely passed the back of her tongue. It was strange to experience a blowjob where he didn't occupy so much oral real estate, and she was doing well enough with her tongue alone.

Christmas Present placed a hand over his mouth. Lifting her head from his lap, he saw the devilish grin on her face.

"I think you've got it backwards." As she rose, she grabbed him by the legs and rolled him onto his back. His legs were pushed together and then upward, causing his cock to pop free beneath.

"What are you doing?" Mike looked around his legs and saw that her robe was fully open now. Massive labia that looked like Christmas ribbon dangled from between the spirit's legs.

"You're not in charge here," she informed him. "After all, today belongs to me."

Shifting forward, she easily rose her hips above his and pressed her body into his. She was standing at the very edge of the table, leaning forward slightly. As their bodies became one, he had a sudden fear that the table would collapse beneath their combined weight.

Pausing only to aim his cock properly, Christmas Present lowered herself onto him. She groaned when he penetrated her, wiggling her hips to figure out a better angle. Her hands were on Mike's thighs, pinning him in place.

"Holy shit," he muttered while pushing on her breasts. She moaned as he touched her, unaware that this was an act of self preservation. Not only was she giant, but her body was solid muscle. He wondered how much of that was his own fault. Unaware of what she was like before combining with his magic, he could only assume that previous incarnations hadn't required so much muscle tone.

Christmas Present was thrusting herself against him now. His magic circulated through his body, seeking to strengthen his limbs for the purpose of sex. He felt something thick bounce off the top of his groin and took a peek between his legs to see that the spirit had an oversized clitoris, like the tip of a thumb.

His body seized on this information. Shifting one arm between his legs, he stroked that elongated nub, tickling it with magical sparks that disappeared into Christmas Present. The spirit groaned, her cadence slow as she forced herself down, the entire cock now inside her. Her eyes were closed as she chewed on her lip. Those thick curls partially blocked his view, but he could make out her face without any trouble.

Usually, his magic drove both parties into a state of hyper stimulation, but it seemed to know that further encouraging the giant might kill him. The magic in his body connected with hers and created an odd pulsing sensation that moved back and forth between them. It rewarded Christmas Present whenever she matched the rhythm, but Mike didn't know how much longer he would be able to hold out. He planted his forearm between his partner's breasts, resting it against her sternum. Those gorgeous, dangling orbs swung so close to his face that he stuck out his tongue to lick them.

The table creaked under their weight as the party continued around them. People passing by would occasionally set beverages that passed right through them, unaware that Mike was getting dominated in the middle of their office party. His legs were trembling now as the giant continued, and it occurred to him that she may have his stamina.

There was movement from above, and then Yuki was there. Sitting with her legs on either side of Mike's head, she was now using her arms to brace the giant by her shoulders. The spirit paused for a moment, but continued once she realized that the kitsune was only there to help.

"The trouble you get into," Yuki muttered, looking down at Mike. "This is the second time I've had to help you fuck somebody."

Whatever witty response he had prepared vanished when he felt a tingling all along his shaft. Puzzled, he looked down and saw that electrical charges were building up all along his legs. They were red and green, just like the ghost's labia, and had begun the migration from her body to his.

"Uh oh," he whispered. Up above, the grunting woman sounded slightly more frantic as the table groaned beneath them. It had to be a fixture of the spirit's mind, because there was no way an ordinary piece of furniture could handle such abuse.

More sparks appeared, and Yuki stared at them with wide eyes as they migrated along Mike's stomach and vanished around his torso.

"Is that what I think it is?" she asked.

Mike nodded, looking up into her green eyes. He couldn't even reply. Christmas Present was forcing herself onto both of them now, chasing her impending orgasm as twinkling lights filled the room. All of his physical energy was focused on keeping from getting flattened beneath her, and his brain was distracted by the pleasurable surge running through his entire pelvis.

This mountain of a woman was about to blow her top, and he was going to get caught up in it.

Christmas Present took a deep breath and held it, her face turning red. Her hips now slammed into him hard enough that his back felt the impact. Yuki fell forward on her hands, her body now acting as a second table while the giant's breasts pressed into her back.

"How is she so heavy?" she asked, wincing with the impact of every thrust. "She's a fucking ghost!"

It was a good question, but Mike didn't have the capacity to ponder it. The pressure had increased, and a desperate look appeared on the spirit's face. Little grunts blasted free of her lips with each thrust, and it was clear she was having trouble reaching her climax. The friction between them decreased drastically as Christmas Present's juices soaked his crotch.

If he didn't get her off soon, she was going to squish him. He couldn't maintain any sort of contact with her clitoris, and had pulled the arm back to help support Yuki from beneath. Closing his eyes, he grabbed hold of the magic deep inside and gathered it in his lower body. It throbbed like a beating heart, then sent a rush of warmth to his cock. Expecting his magic to enter the giant and make her cum, he was surprised to feel swelling all along his groin.

Groaning, his cock expanded to fill the spirit. It was like his erection was having an erection of its own, expanding in girth and becoming even harder. The slick, interior walls of Christmas Present's pussy suddenly pressed against him from all sides, and the spirit gasped above him.

"Whatever you're doing is working," Yuki grunted, her face now inches from his belly. The kitsune's breasts hovered over his face, occasionally brushing against his nose. "I don't know how much longer I can hold out."

Inside Christmas Present's vagina, he felt a static-like build up as her magic bound itself to the head of his cock. It was like a magnetic attraction, and the air around them became heavy as blinking lights manifested in the air.

"Is that you?" Yuki gasped, watching the lights. They were spinning around the table, scattering throughout the room and disappearing between the attendees.

"I...don't..." It was getting hard to breathe as the giant leaned on both of them and let out a roar as their magic connected. He had tapped directly into her well of sexual energy, and his magic flowed up into Christmas Present.

The laughter of the Christmas party around them turned into shouts of surprise when someone tripped and fell against the table. One of the legs snapped, sending food and Mike toward the ground. Instead of falling, strong arms wrapped around Mike's back, holding him and Yuki in place as Christmas Present thrust herself against him, coating his crotch in sticky fluid as she came.

A dark swarm of energy squeezed out of the spirit's mouth, hovering over them like an angry storm cloud. It formed into the shape of a devil's head, complete with fangs and a long tongue that attempted to lash out at Mike. When it made contact with his skin, magical sparks leapt from his body and crawled up on the devil's face. There was a loud popping sound as the swarm fizzled out and turned into black sand that vanished when it struck the ground.

Mike struggled to catch his breath, but the magic he had poured into Christmas Present was now on its way back. He was now supporting Yuki's body with his arms, squeezing her torso to hold her in place. The magic expanded in his balls, circling through his groin. The sensation surrounded him in a field of energy, and he opened his eyes just long enough to see that the sparks now danced along Yuki's body, too.

The world dimmed around them as he exploded, coming so hard inside Christmas Present that his every muscle in his body contracted. Torrents of semen pumped into the ghost, filling her with sperm and magic. Red, green, and white lightning danced all along their bodies as the magical cycle began.

Christmas Present fell over backward pulling Mike and Yuki with her. Mike slipped out of her just before she hit the ground, Yuki tumbling free of his arms at the last second.

"By the gods, I have never experienced such pleasure!" Christmas Present brushed the hair from her face and smiled. "Such joy, wrapped into such a tiny moment!"

Mike stood over her, his cock so engorged it was almost painful. Panting, he put his hands on his hips and stared at her. The spirit was a mess, her hair splayed around and beneath her like a cape. She laughed, one massive hand toying with her clitoris. The magic was flowing away from her and drifting through the party like fireflies.

His back hurt, and his legs were sore from being folded. He was fairly certain that he would have bruises, but his dick was still so hard, it felt like it would break. "We're not done," he told her, and snapped his fingers.

Stray sparks around the room coalesced onto the giant, and she moaned, spreading her legs for him. He knelt between them and slid his cock between her pussy ribbons, sighing as their sweet heat enveloped him once more. Burying his face between her breasts, he pounded her from above, concentrating on that swirling mass of energy at her core.

The magic pulsed back and forth between them, and when she tried to sit up, he found the strength to push her back down. The spirit cried out in joy, singing Christmas carols as he filled her once more, making sure to push his magic up into every nook and cranny of her being. With a loud cry, he blasted her insides with enough spooge and magic that he nearly blacked out.

His cock shrank to its normal, flaccid size as he went limp on top of her body. The ghost of Christmas Present wrapped him up in her arms and let out a sigh, a few dark clouds dissipating from her breath like fog. They made a growling sound before vanishing, and the last of the Krampus' influence was finally gone.

"I have decided," she declared. "This is the season of giving, not taking. We should bring joy unto others and not focus only on the pleasure we bring to ourselves."

"Is that code for you're officially on our side?" Yuki sat on her knees, a tense look on her face. She was fidgeting with a strand of hair.

The giant nodded, then reached out a hand. "Touch my fingers," she whispered.

Yuki grabbed the offered digits, and the room melted away. The new room that appeared looked different than the others. It was a large bedroom with a massive bed, and all of the furniture was hand carved from wood. Large windows looked up into the sky, the Northern Lights dancing overhead. A fire roared in a hearth big enough to drive a car through, and there was a Christmas tree in the corner. A hole had been cut in the floor, the trees roots sunk deep into the soil beneath.

"Where are we?" Mike asked.

"I have brought you somewhere safe. In doing so, the Krampus will know that I no longer serve him. I am afraid that this means that my powers are now limited, as I no longer serve the master of this realm." The giant patted Mike on the head, then shifted out from beneath him. She belted her robes and chuckled. "This has been enlightening and fun, Caretaker, but I must take my leave and contribute in whatever manner I may."

"Where are you going?" Yuki glared at the spirit with an intensity that Mike found surprising.

"I have much to do. I may be free of his foul influence, but my siblings are not. It is a dark night for the North Pole, and I would help be the light that reclaims it." She turned from them when the door to the bedroom opened and a woman walked in.

"By Santa's beard," whispered the newcomer, a hand at her lips. She was an older woman with her hair tucked up into a bun, and she wore a red and green negligee that left little to the imagination. "Christmas Present, is that really you?"

"Aye." The spirit knelt on one knee and bowed her head. "I am free of the dark influence of the Krampus, and seek to make amends. I came here to find you and beg your assistance."

"And who are...these?" The woman frowned, her train of thought derailed as she stared at Mike's naked body.

"I was sent by the Krampus to remove them by any means necessary. They were my prey, but are now our allies." Christmas Present turned and winked at Mike.

"I'm Mike, this is Yuki." Mike, realizing the woman looked uncomfortable, covered his crotch. "We, uh..."

The woman shook her head. "It's none of my business. If you're here to help save my husband, I don't care how well dressed you are. You two look tired, so please make yourself at home." She pointed to the bed. "I have much to discuss with this spirit before she...wait, how are you a woman?"

Christmas Present chuckled. "It's been an interesting night. Fear not, Caretaker, for you are in the presence of the lady of the North Pole, Mrs. Claus. She is the one creature the Krampus fears above all others."

"Which is why he's holding my elves hostage to keep me locked away in here." Mrs. Claus' face turned red as she scowled at the floor. "Two-horned butt sniffer."

"Come, mother. Let us discuss what we both know. Once these two are fully rested, I believe they will be a valuable asset to our efforts."

"Hmm." Mrs. Claus looked doubtful, but she nodded. "I'll bring you two some food in a couple of hours. Haven't been in the mood to bake tonight, but I'll throw something together. Both of you look too skinny. Young man, feel free to find your clothes and actually wear them."

"Yes, ma'am." Mike's reply slipped out of him almost subconsciously.

Mrs. Claus and Christmas Present left, the spirit ducking to fit beneath the door. Once the door was closed, Mike let out a breath and took a few steps toward the bed. He sat on the edge of the mattress, his feet dangling just above the ground.

"So that actually happened," he muttered, then looked at Yuki. She was staring at the door, her hands rubbing at the fabric over her thighs. "Hey, are you okay?"

The kitsune let out a breath and walked toward him, then put her hand against his chest. With a light push, she shoved him onto the bed.

"Yuki?" He watched in amazement as she hiked her robes up to reveal her thighs, then crawled on top of him. Her tails fanned out over his legs, tickling his skin.

"I thought they'd never leave. You'd better have some more juice in you," she told him, then moved her face in front of his. He could sense it now that she was close, residual magic from his sexual encounter with the giant. It had gone everywhere, and it was no surprise that the kitsune had been caught in the crossfire. Deep in her chest, he could feel it tensing up, ready to pounce at a moment's notice.

"I...might need a minute," he admitted, his back cramping up once he was horizontal. His whole body hurt. It took some effort to lift his arms and place them around Yuki's waist, his arms fitting naturally in the curves above her waist. He wanted to ask so many things in that moment, afraid that his magic was about to hurt the relationship they already had. This was a true moment of vulnerability for her, and he didn't want to accidentally take advantage of it.

"I'm fine taking it slow." Her green eyes were glowing now as she placed her hands around his shoulders and lowered her face to his. "Just as long as we continue moving forward, I think that will be just fine."

He didn't know how to respond and wasn't given a choice. She pressed her lips into his, and he felt an instant connection that went far beyond the physical pleasures he had experienced with Christmas Present. It was both exciting and scary at the same time, and any doubts he had were dispelled by the soft touch of her tongue against his.

His magic came alive once more, flooding his limbs with new energy. His joints loosened up, permitting him to move his hands and explore Yuki's body. It seemed like there would be plenty of time, and it would be nice to take it slow for a change.

"Wait." She moved away from him with a smile and pulled her robes loose, revealing her breasts. When she laid back down on him, he was surprised at how warm her bare skin was against his. "Kiss me some more, Caretaker."

He gladly obliged.

Outside the window up above, the wind howled, smashing snowflakes against the glass so hard that they formed into chaotic fractals that hugged the wooden frame.

Mike getting dommed by a much larger woman has been a fan request for ages now. I hope I did it right!

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