Chrissy Masters the Silent Knight Chapter 2 (Patreon)

So is this annual tradition now? Hopefully more often than that.

I think it’s important to say that I really like this storyline. I’ve wanted to write Chrissy Masters/The Silent Knight for a while now. My fiancé came up with a Christmas themed magical girl, Gats drew for it while I was working for him, and I’ve got a weird fascination with Christmas theming in stories. I had a list of ideas and characters but only just pieced together how I’d like to use them.

I had to change the focus around a little, since Chrissy technically knows what she’s doing now instead of bumbling over everything. How much she keeps of her normal life becomes a factor. Rudy the reindeer takes a small step into the spotlight, and Chrissy’s good nature and mercy for her enemies is a recurring focus.

She-Krampus was an enemy idea I had the whole time though. Knew the monstergirl magical femdom had to show up some time.

Deep within the halls of The Naughty House, Tinsel the elf scampered sheepishly. The smell of leather, sweat and sex filled the house of ill repute nestled off in the more uninhabitable regions of the north pole. The shortstack elf heard the sounds of chains and whipcracks from the various chambers as the mistresses and masters did their dirty business. The relatively modest elf could get a little kinky when she’d had too much eggnog, but this place was making her head spin just from being inside its walls.

She opened the large doors leading to the office she was directed towards. Inside was a massive and barbaric-looking woman with shaggy black hair and dark brown fur growing over her muscular arms and legs. She was seven and a half feet tall with the ears, hooves and back-swept horns of a large goat. Her body was packed with Amazonian muscle and she wore crude, torn scraps of skins as a loincloth and a thick leather strap for a top. Each was decorated with fierce-looking silver skulls marking her belt buckle and over the strap where her areolas were barely peeking out. She sat behind a tall desk, mostly covered with empty ale mugs and dirty dishes.

“You don’t smell like a customer,” the beastly woman noted. She stood up to her towering height and took an especially long and nasty-looking whip from a hook on the wall. “Don’t tell me you’re one of Santa’s snitches.”

“No!” Tinsel squeaked as she stared up at the intimidating figure. “I mean, not really. Not now. I’m here on behalf of Missus Claus to make you a deal. All under the table.”

A big and powerful claw caught Tinsel by her collar and lifted her five feet off the ground.

“And what do you cane suckers have that I’d want?” the horned dominatrix growled in her low and sultry voice.

“You’d get a clean slate! We remove all records involving She-Krampus. Your father’s already long retired so we’d even wipe records of you and your human mother. All we’d need you to do is drain the will and magic from one target in the U.S.”

She-Krampus snorted, sending a puff of steam over Tinsel’s face as she considered it. Tinsel reached into her pack and held out a written letter from Mrs. Klaus showing what she’d offered in writing. The shebeast dropped Tinsel after scanning it over, letting her land on her plump behind.

“Chrissy Masters, huh?” She-Krampus mused. “The Silent Knight. Some kind of pet project for Santa, huh? Well no mortal’s ever been able to withstand my punishments.”

The huge woman’s gold-colored eyes gleamed as she glanced at the elf. “You sure you don’t want a free sample?”

“No!” Tinsel blurted out again. “I uh… went over your records. You should be more than enough to do the job. We expect big, um…”

Tinsel started at the bobbing, barely covered chest of the demi-krampus.

“…big things from you on this job.”

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It had been less than a day since she got her powers, but Chrissy was already making good use of them. After being told she had the ideal Christmas Spirit in her and being handed the ability to wield any sort of magic involving anything Christmassy, she had already defeated Jaqueline Frost and her ice elves trying to steal her powers. Apparently losing all her focus and willpower meant her magic left her body to be claimed by whoever had bested her. Thankfully, it proved rather difficult to do, and the fact that she was effectively immortal meant that they were mostly trying to seduce it out of her rather than try and kill her.

The extra endurance and strength that came with being a Christmas-themed magical girl was what was really paying off right now. The curvy, slightly chubby blonde was on all fours on a rooftop, getting mounted from behind by a muscular and bipedal reindeer, and his huge deer dick was nothing to ignore.

Rudy had presented himself as her guide and sidekick, the floating little reindeer explaining how things worked as she experienced them. He had turned into his burly battle form to leap off and carry her to safety after her first battle, only to explain that his bigger form made it harder to control his basic urges. It was how he found himself grabbing Chrissy’s peppermint-striped twintails to pull her big hips back into his cock.

“E-easy, Rudy!” the chubby redhead panted, her head spinning from the hefty penetration. Her red and green costume had been mostly discarded during the battle, and her already lingering arousal from the sexual showdown had her pussy plenty wet and ready for her beastly advisor.

“Think of it as training,” the husky voice grunted behind her. Rudy slapped one of Chrissy’ freckled cheeks, getting her to squeal in surprise. “If they didn’t beat you back there, this ain’t gonna finish you off.”

The tall, shaggy and muscular reindeer smashed his equally bestial dick into the seasonal magical girl’s pussy, driving her into the rooftop hard enough to crack loose some of the concrete. He pulled on her hair, stuffing himself as far into her unbreakable body as he could go. His fuzzy balls slapped against her ass as he came inside her, overflowing the white-and-redhead’s pussy with the pulpy seed.

As soon as he orgasmed inside her, Rudy started to shrink with the flatulent noise of a deflating balloon. He reacted as if his entire brawny build had been inside his ball, his fur, antlers and muscles fading until he was back to his cute and tiny for again, resting satisfied on Chrissy’s ass.

“Hoo boy. Been a while since I got that into the Christmas spirit,” the chibi reindeer sighed. Chrissy just moaned as her eyes rolled listlessly, drooling on the rooftop as her brain finally started to rally against its pleasure sensors.

“Oh good. I didn’t catch you at a bad time,” came a high and familiar voice. Chrissy shook off her afterglow of the intense railing to look up at the short woman that still stood higher than she was, with Chrissy still face down and ass up in front of Rudy. Her bright and puffy PINK hair stood out atop her shortsack figure and sparkly wings.

“Oh hey, Sugarplum,” Rudy said cheerily. He floated off of Chrissy and started towards her for a hug, but she held out a hand for him to run his red nose into her palm.

“Don’t touch me just yet,” she warned politely. “I don’t want to smell like deer dick all day.”

“Yea, that’s fair. It kinda lingers, huh?” the floating reindeer admitted.

“Well, you two could have warned ME about that,” Chrissy pointed out. She managed to raise up to her knees but had to steady herself on an air conditioner unit.

“You sure you should be messing around with her at a time like this?” Sugarplum asked as she reached into her cleavage. She pulled out a diamond-shaped bronze amulet with a narrow sliver of crystal on the front. It caught Chrissy’s eye enough to notice it slowly ticked along in a rotating circle around it, tracing its tip along several ghostly-looking wisps of white painted on.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m an official magic donor. She’ll be fine in a couple minutes,” Rudy assured their visitor.

“What’s that even mean!?” Chrissy blurted as she sprang to her feet. She was surprised at how easy that was, and how… well, strong was a… strong word. But she felt refreshed. Like she’d had a quick nap and a hearty snack after a long day of shopping for her friends. She looked at her naked figure; messy but otherwise unscathed.

“It means I heal instead of distract from your magic powers,” Rudy explained as if it were quite obvious. “I’m the perfect handler for ya with all these weirdos coming after you. A quick bone down and you’re back in business.”

Rudy squeaked in alarm as Sugarplum walked past him, flicking him in his tiny junk as he floated by her head. He crossed his hands tenderly over his balls.

“Not what I’d call a reliable method,” she teased. “But it’ll do in a pinch. Here. I just got this order in for you.”

She reached Chrissy and handed her the ghostly pendant.

“It’s an amulet of the three spirits. Lets you mess with time to a certain degree. It’s mostly good for protecting civilians and keeping out of their way in a pinch.”

Chrissy considered it for a moment before sliding it over her pointed cap and twintails. The pleasantly warm pendant rested on her neck and bosom giving a brief and sudden glow while emitting a couple noisy ticking sounds. The world around them froze, with birds halted in mid-flight and cars stuck in mid-motion. Sugarplum flew up to a bird and knocked on it, sounding like empty stone as she did.

“See? Can slip away or handle more of those monsters that show up without putting anyone in danger.”

“That’s… very nice. Thank you,” Chrissy said with a genuine smile.

“No need to thank me. It’s already on Santa’s tab,” the fairy dismissed.

“But can you tell me one more thing about my magic?”

“Yea, sure.”

“How do I get my clothes back on?” Chrissy crossed her arms over her body, doing her best to cover up shyly. It wasn’t as if she was cold in her Christmassy form. Just modest.

“Oh, same as everything else. You just magic it up. Long as it’s Christmas or sexy.” The fairy shrugged and pulled out a pipe, puffing out a cloud of pink smoke on it.

Chrissy pursed her lips and the curvy woman waved a hand.

“Winter… Wonderland Wardrobe?”

A burst of wind, glitter and snowflakes whipped up around her, blowing her hair back as clothes swiftly formed around her. A thick and fluffy coat formed protectively around her, though it certainly didn’t cover everything. The red and white coat popped on, leaving a green corset on underneath it. It pushed up her breasts that were absolutely uncovered by the winter coat, her nipples barely covered under the corset top. In fact, the coat had chosen to drop a fluffy pair of red and white pompoms dangling on her bosom to draw the eye to her big tits. Tall, buckled black thigh high boots reached her chubby thighs, but she was otherwise bottomless beneath her coat. Bending over at all showed off the icy blue panties with “Nice” printed over her ass.

“Much better! So now what? We just spread Christmas cheer?” Chrissy asked.

“And look hot doing it,” Rudy nodded. “And all that horny Christmas spirit should keep the magic that fuels the holidays stronger than ever. Plus with your new powers, you don’t have to eat or sleep. How else would you think me and Santa get all that stuff done in one night?”

The tiny reindeer winked but Sugarplum rolled her eyes. She grabbed and tugged down on Rudy’s fittingly small prick and pulled until he squeaked and dropped lower with it like a balloon.

“As if you ever made the sled team. Consider your package delivered, missy. I’m heading back to my shop.”

“Oh! Right. Thank you,” Chrissy said with a genuine smile. She unfroze time around them, letting the mortal things return to motion as Sugar flew off. She hesitated at the thanks, turning and waving as she adjusted her dress made of oversized leaves.

“Yea. No problem. I’m just doing what I’m paid for,” the fairy reminded her.

“I could pay you to do a few other things,” Rudy suggested, waggling his fuzzy little eyebrows as he held his aching crotch. Sugarplum just flipped him off as she vanished into a pink portal.

“So… we don’t have to eat or sleep?” Chrissy asked.

“Bingo,” Rudy confirmed.

“…but I kind of want to.”

“Oh I getcha! Me too!”

“It just feels… I went through a lot with the ice trolls and Jacqueline Frost… not to mention my first time throwing magic around and I only really had a pretzel while I was at the mall…”

“Nah, don’t sweat it. I hear ya.” Rudy flew upward and sat on her shoulder. “So let’s get us some dinner. You know a good place that serves oats and hay?”

Chrissy winced. “Not exactly… I know a cereal bar. Is that close enough?”

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As it all turned out, Chrissy didn’t have to do much to keep spirits bright around her. The curvy magical girl with her candy cane-colored hair and revealing winter clothes was a fresh reminder of the season. Even just going out to eat (where they settled on Rudy eating most of her salad), her reindeer sidekick confirmed on his jollyometer that local Christmas cheer was already higher than it had been in nearly a decade. If it meant dressing a little scantily, she had to figure that was worthwhile.

As she was wrapping up eating, Chrissy saw a family eating together. A couple with a pair of rosy-cheeked and excited-looking kids barely able to sit still. She looked at her hands before turning to them and waiting until the parents addressed the waiter before she pointed a finger gun at their table.

“Perfect Gift Poof!” she attempted. With a puff of snow-colored smoke, a pair of wrapped presents appeared in the empty spot at the end of the table. The kids looked back just to be visibly blown away, jumping up and down in their seats.

“It’s really that easy,” Chrissy noted brightly. “This is great! My friends always told me I had a gift for finding the perfect gift!”

“Well don’t go breakin’ your back over it,” Rudy shrugged. “Magic input’s been fine. This is all icing on the Christmas cake at this point. Raising too much will probably bring in more trouble like those ice elves from earlier.”

“So what? They can’t hurt me, and I’ve got the power to make people feel better. What’s the point in not using it?” Chrissy smiled brightly as she got up to leave. She made a few more happy flicks of her fingers, making presents poof into existence on a few other unsuspecting tables.

“Ah, whateva. You’re the chosen one of Christmas.” Rudy yawned as he stayed perched on her shoulder, posing as a stuffed animal while she snuck him bites of food. “But I’m beat. You got a stable or somethin’ I can crash in?”

“No. I just have an apartment. But there’s plenty of room in the bed for you.”

“Wait a sec,” Rudy warned, waving his stubby arms. “You got a what now?”

“Apartment,” she repeated. “Like a couple rooms in a building.”

“But like indoors, right? Four walls and everything?” Chrissy nodded. “And this bed’s like… straw, right?”

“It’s a mattress. Pillows and blankets… the usual.”

“Son of a bitch!” the reindeer blurted, getting a few odd looks as they entered the street. “My old fashioned parents were like ‘We’ve been in this barn for generations, and you’ll like it.’ Screw that! You’re my best friend ever now!”

Chrissy giggled at his joyous outburst and gave another flick of her finger. A comfy new scarf appeared around a chilly-looking woman’s neck. Another and a few gold coins fell out of the sky into a charity donation bin.

“As long as I’m making people happy, I may as well help you out too.”

With their busy day a success, Chrissy and Rudy went back to her apartment. She finally dismissed her magical outfit and let herself change back into her normal clothes. After a bit of snacking and TV, they gladly went to bed. Chrissy tossed on some festive (if a little tight-fitting) pajamas and collapsed onto her back, soon snoring as Rudy laid flopped on top of her rising and falling breasts.

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“AH!” Chrissy sat up with a start, flinging Rudy off her chest. She looked around frantically at her empty bedroom, seeing nothing beyond the dull glow of her alarm clock. She patted herself down and found nothing out of place. But something felt off.

“What was that?” she asked sharply.

“What was what?” Rudy grunted, itching his big red nose.

“I felt something. Like… like a tingle.”

“Must be your magic sensing something. Is it like a naughty/nice kinda feeling?”

“No… what would that feel like?”

“Eh, you’d know it. Are you sensing someone stealing presents?”

“I’m not sure what that is either…” Chrissy admitted. “It’s just this… stirring sensation.”

“OH! That’s it,” Rudy said, snapping his fingers. “That’s your Creature Was Stirring Sense tingling. It’ll even tell if a mouse is messin’ around in your stuff.”

“So what does that-?”

Chrissy got her answer as a massive booming noise hit the side of her room. She yelped and jumped as an entire van came smashing through her wall, which seemed especially out of place for being on the fourth floor. A distinct clinking noise sounded as she noticed a giant chain wrapped around its middle, being drawn back out the window as the vehicle was used like a makeshift wrecking ball.

“Merry Christmas, Silent Knight!” a husky woman’s voice announced. “I brought your present early. Don’t mind if I take mine for myself.”

“Awww my apartment,” Chrissy whined. “I just paid this month’s rent too.”

“More important, stuff goin’ on!” Rudy warned. “Better activate your magic!”

“Oh right!” Chrissy tapped into her boundless Christmas cheer and in a burst of peppermint scents and icy winds, she turned back into her outfit resembling a stripperific Christmas elf. She hopped over to her newly formed window to see She-Krampus standing on the rooftop across from her. She wielded a chain that looked nearly a mile long, the fur-lined beast of a woman grinning at her as she dragged the van back towards her.

“There you are! My you’re a big one. I suppose Santa would pick someone with some meat on their bones. I do love the way your types jiggle when I punish them.”

“She-Krampus!” Rudy blurted in shock. “What’s she doing here!? She was banished to the northest of north poles! She should have never gotten past Santa Security!”

“Well she’s not going to ruin any Christmases on my watch,” Chrissy said determinedly. People below them were hurrying away and panicking from the van scaping up the pavement. Chrissy threw out her hands towards the streets below.

“Festive Flurry!” she announced in another of her made-up spells. A quick, frigid gale blew by and froze the weaponized vehicle in a thick layer of ice, sticking it to the road while filling up the cracks in the pavement. She-Krampus gave it a few tugs but it wouldn’t come loose as people looked up at the strange pair. Seeing a themed superhero battle did wonders for Christmas spirit, especially when they were a buff, beastly dominatrix and a festively dressed magical girl whose skirt they could all look right up, if they stopped staring at her big bouncing breasts.

“That fixes that. Now to keep it between us Christmassy types.” She tapped her amulet dangling between her breasts, the same ripple of magic going through the world as everything froze. She-Krampus snorted as she let go of her giant chain.

“Ah, you big baby. I was going to toy with some of them when I was done with you. Guess it’ll have to wait until I take your powers.”

“You mean with sex, right?” Chrissy called across the street.

“What?” The monstrous femdom frowned in confusion.

“With sex. Like the last ones? You’re going to try to fuck my magic and Christmas spirit out of me to distract me?”

“Yes. Holy night. What other way is there?” She-Krampus asked with a puzzled grimace. Chrissy shrugged.

“Just wanted to make sure we’re on the same page.”

“Well now you’re just making it weird.”

“I’M making it weird!” Chrissy repeated, planting a hand on her pale cleavage. “You just smashed in… you know what? Forget it. Salted Caramel Cocoa Cannons!”

The Silent Knight threw out her hand and a pair of portals opened in front of her chest, spraying a spiraling beam of hot cocoa and caramel at her foe. It hit her dead on, but She-Krampus just raised her muscular arms. They deflected off of her limbs harmlessly as if they were water as the demi-krampus broke into a fanged grin.

“That all you got, you bowl full of jelly?” the brawny mercenary scoffed. She leapt through the air, easily covering the city street as she grabbed at Chrissy. The magical girl hopped straight up and onto the roof, evading her grasp easily enough. She-Krampus went right past her and ran into her dresser, bouncing off with a comical bonk as her horned head hit the magically frozen object.

“Well at least she’s big and slow,” Chrissy noted. “She shouldn’t be too hard to just dodge and wear down.”

“Unless she got her dad’s…” Rudy started when another metallic clinking sounded. Several thick chains came shooting out of midair, wrapping around Chrissy’s legs. They yanked her feet out from under her, dangling her upside down as her skirt flipped up to her waist and flashed her merry red thong.

“Waah! Where’d that come from!?” she wailed, frantically trying to pull herself free while trying to push her skirt back up/down.

“It’s my power of punishment. You don’t think they’d send someone who’s just a big strong moron to get you, did you?” She-Krampus scoffed. A large claw grabbed the rooftop’s edge and swung herself up the rest of the way. Her heavy hooves clopped across the roof as her fuzzy tail whipped eagerly behind her wide hips.

“Chestnuts Roasting!” Chrissy declared, sending a streak of flaming nutshells at her assailant. She-Krampus barely sidestepped to avoid them.

“You think I can’t sense all that Christmas magic you’re flinging around?” She-K gloated. She pivoted around Chrissy’s dangling body and summoned a large, studded paddle into her hand. She clapped it noisily across Chrissy’s big booty, getting a startled whoop out of her. She-K laughed and grabbed one of her cheeks, squeezing it firmly.

“I knew you’d jiggle like crazy! I love that shit! I’m gonna have fun making a magical meal out of you.”

“You won’t get away with that kind of naughtiness with me!” Chrissy defied. “Sleighbell Surprise!”

She conjured a strip of sleighbells at She-Krampus’ feet, but the hooved dom just hopped back before they erupted like tiny landmines.

“Told you I can sense that shit coming,” she laughed, landing safely a few yards off. “Throw around all the spells you want, but I know your tricks.”

“Like this one?!” Chrissy shouted as she suddenly grabbed and threw Rudy at the shebeast. She-K’s eyes went wide as the startled reindeer slammed into her face, landing with his tiny junk in her mouth. She shouted some sort of protest, just to take his fuzzy little sack and prick in the face.

“Look, I’m not complainin’” Rudy shouted back at her as he humped She-K’s face. “But what’s the plan here?!”

“Buy me a couple minutes!” Chrissy called as she reached into the pouch on her hip. She pulled out a large Warhammer tipped with a Christmas ornament before smashing it on the chains, breaking them both apart. She landed back on the roof and leapt away from her larger, stronger and more cunning foe.

“Oh with pleasure!” Rudy laughed. He took a deep breath and with a puff of smoke, he grew to his full size. The buff and shaggy reindeer man’s pinky-sized prick suddenly turned into the size of a baseball bat in She-Krampuses mouth, getting her to gag comically. She cupped his balls as his bulky body dropped to the rooftop, dragging her down with him as her mouth stayed stuck on his huge shaft.

“Ow ow ow. Fangs,” Rudy grunted as he gingerly tried to pull back out. The demi-krampus just growled and grabbed him in a bearhug around the waist, lifting him off the roof. She squared and spread her jaw to swallow his cock in deeper before turning and smashing him down in a suplex, still sucking him off all the while.

It was obvious that Rudy wasn’t powerful enough to stop her, even with his element of surprise and her mouthful of dick. Chrissy perched on a nearby wreath and focused on the fight, squinting hard to try and open her magical senses. If she couldn’t surprise She-Krampus but her attacks were still coming out of nowhere, she’d need to have the same ability to detect them to level the playing field.

Rudy grunted and groaned as he was rapidly lifted and tossed around by She-K. He tried to drag himself away frantically, just for her to drag him back by his thick legs.

“Been a while since I met a guy who can take a beating like you!” She-Krampus noted. “Especially one who’s packing like that. And such nice hooves, too.”

“Thanks, I guess,” Rudy’s gruff new voice huffed before breaking into a howl. She-Krampus stomped her own heavy hoof on his shaggy nuts from behind, getting him to roll over clutching his crotch. Another chain shot out of thing air, wrapping quickly around Rudy’s antlers and pulling his face into her fur-lined crotch. He groaned in pain, which only made She-K moan as his muzzle stimulated her pussy.

“Okay! Okay I picked up on something there,” Chrissy noted, focusing on what her sixth sense was telling her about the fight. She squinted hard enough that she shut her eyes, finding herself still picking up some faint signs of the struggle going on.

“There’s a good painslut,” She-K purred as she humped his face. She drove a firm knee into his stomach, getting the burly reindeer to grunt in pain. He threw a heavy punch at her midsection, only for it to hit her hard abs like she was made of stone.

“I do love a fighter. Nothing’s more boring than when they don’t even squirm,” the supernatural femdom mused. She yanked on his chain, twisting him around before the links vanished. She wrapped a muscular arm around his neck, flexing tightly and lifting him off his feet. Rudy grunted and struggled, at least until her strong hand wrapped around his big aching cock. The hulking reindeer groaned as she jerked his member off in her huge, warm hand. He twitched when she spanked his swollen balls, only for a bit of precum to leak out of his tip like it was being forced out by her punishment.

“Now be a good boy and pop for mommy,” She-Krampus growled seductively. She pulled tighter on her chokehold, burying his head and antlers beneath her breasts. They were pushed up out of her corset as he get a long, deep groan, shooting his load over her hand and the empty rooftop. With the same pathetic balloon noise, Rudy shriveled up in her grasp to go back to his chibi form.

“Hoo boy… you do that often?” he asked hopefully. She went to squeeze him again but he quickly squirmed out of her grip before it could adjust to his new size. He stood on her thick forearm alone as he sprang off and flew away from her reach.

“Hey, kid! I’m spent!” he shouted. “You ready to do your Christmas duty or what!?”

“Snowball Slingshot!” A large wooden slingshot appeared beneath Rudy and launched a barrage of snowballs from its sling. She-Krampus had been storming after him before she froze and barely dodged the attack. Chrissy came floating down from a long leap and took up a battle-ready pose with her legs spread wide.

“You’re awfully naughty for someone dishing out all the punishment. So I say it’s time to clean up your act!”

“Oh really now? Just like your one-shot friend did?” She-Krampus grinned confidently and cracked her knuckles. “Then let’s deck your halls.”

“Oh, did you like that movie?” Chrissy asked brightly.

“Huh?”

“Jingle All the Way. ‘I’m gonna deck your halls, bub.’ I love that one.”

“I… wait, what?” the beastly woman asked, furrowing her brow.

“Or were you going for Deck the Halls? Cuz that movie doesn’t have that line in it,” Chrissy rambled on. She had just been through her yearly movie marathon so she had it fresh on her mind.

“I don’t… I’m going to punch you is what I’m saying!” She-Krampus blurted. She took a step towards Chrissy, just to have her foot plant right onto a toboggan.

“Slippery Sleighride!” Chrissy declared as the sled went shooting off to one side. She-Krampus let out a shout as she went rocketing along with it, hitting the edge of the roof and flying over the edge. She reached out a hand as a web of her chains shot out of the side of a building, forming a net for her to land on a couple floors down. She glared back up, just to see Chrissy shoving a thick wave of snow down after her. She-Krampus conjured a whip and swatted it aside with one stroke, just to see Chrissy diving down after it in the blind spot.

“Christmas Kick!” she shouted as she threw a thick black boot into her foe’s face. She-Krampus reeled from the surprising hit, stumbling off her chains and crashing to the streets below. Chrissy bound after her again and touched the ground in front of her as she landed.

“Wrap Battle!” she called as a series of ribbons and wrapping paper shot out of the ground, binding She-Krampus’ arms and legs together.

“What… how in the hell?” She-Krampus demanded as she regained her wits.

“I figured out the sensing thing,” she explained proudly. “But it took a lot of focus to keep it going. So I figured you couldn’t do it well if you weren’t paying full attention, just like losing all control would make my magic go away. And if you couldn’t tell what attacks were magical and what weren’t, you wouldn’t even know what sense to look at me with.”

She-Krampus snorted, sending puffs of steam from her nostrils. “Tricky little shit. At least your reindeer had the balls to come at me head on.”

“Plenty more where that came from, babe!” Rudy called from atop a lamp post. “Just once I get some juice and a nap in me, anyways…”

“If you’re going to jump me in my cozy apartment, then you’re not playing fair either. So time to send you back where you came from!”

“Oh the hell you are!” She-K fumed. She flexed her muscular body, bursting out of the wrapping and diving at Chrissy. She grabbed her by the neck and pinned her to the nearest building, tearing off her clothes in one strong swipe of her claws. Chrissy gasped as She-K summoned a riding crop and started to lash it across her breasts, rapidly whipping back and forth to keep them jiggling wildly.

“I’m not going back to that frosty little shithole! I’m done with bossing around snowmen and runaway elves! I’ve had my first real taste of what a man’s like tonight in years and I’m not going back to that!”

“Aww, I’m blushin’ up here,” Rudy giggled despite Chrissy’s horny gasps and moans.

The beastly woman buried her strong hand into Chrissy’s pussy, shoving two thick fingers inside and stirring them rapidly. Chrissy moaned and shuddered as the forceful teasing of her clit made her tense and squirt a small orgasm past them before she realized it was coming. She-K withdrew her fingers to give them a quick lick.

“Let’s see where all that holiday spirit goes when you’re these chestnuts are roasting inside you,” She-K threatened. She held out a hand as a large, carefully carved wooden strapon started to manifest in her hands. Chrissy’s eyes widened, not out of fear but the fact that she could sense it coming before it was really there. At the last possible second, she kicked out with one boot into She-K’s waiting hand. She flinched in surprise as she kicked her hand up and the strapon went flying up into the air.

“Well you know what they say,” Chrissy grunted as she grabbed She-K’s wrist for leverage. She pivoted sharply, sending her plump tits slapping across her face and the demi-krampus staggering away. Chrissy hadn’t really been in a fight before today, but she had playfully wrestled with a few friends at sleepovers. She knew how affective her jugs could be as a weapon after she thought she’d knocked Tina Harman out cold with them.

Chrissy kicked off the building she was up against and leapt up high, grabbing the strapon out of midair and hastly bucking its clasps around her hips.

“Tis better to give than to receive!”

She-K looked shocked and tried to turn to catch her, but Chrissy caught her by the horns. She shoved her face down and ass up to the ground as the punishing monstergirl’s toned, meaty ass was presented to her. She squirmed and struggled to try and escape but the grip on her curled horns was proving ideal as leverage.

“Wait! No! Stop! I wasn’t going to use it!” She-K blurted desperately. “I was gonna let you goOOOOH~ FUCK!!”

The muscular woman wasn’t used to being taken from behind, let alone dominated in any way. Chrissy’s first thrust alone had her howling in unexpected pleasure. The idea itself was shocking to the She-Krampus, plus the fact that her personalized strapon was built to be huge and subtle ribbed all the way to the bottom. It looked comically huge on Chrissy’ hips, but she still drove it into the bigger woman’s waiting pussy perfectly. She-K’s claws scraped at the ground, her husky voice mewling as she was rocked by her own sexual weapon.

“Oh fuck… oh shit,” She-K panted, her eyes fluttering dreamily as Chrissy had her way with her. Her tail started raising in a submissive offering as she bit her fangs into one of her thick fingers, panting highly despite her gruff demeanor.

“Don’t tell me you can dish it out and can’t take it,” Chrissy prodded, seeming genuinely curious. She gave a testing slap to She-K’s meaty ass, getting her to squeak and shudder. She did remembering blushing when talking with one of her girlfriends about how deep down, all doms wanted a stronger dom to take them…

“Hey! Rudy!” Chrissy called.

“Yo? You got this, right?”

“Oh it’s not about that. Did you want to come down and join in?”

“What?!” She-Krampus gasped, her voice cracking at the idea.

“Oh hell yea. Count me in.” The tiny reindeer floated down in front of Chrissy, seating himself on the edge of She-Krampus’ butt. He held onto her tail and leaned back against the magical girl’s pillowy breasts.

“D-don’t you dare~!” She-Krampus squeaked as he got into position. His feet couldn’t even touch the ground, bracing them on her thighs instead as he started to hump her ass. She-Krampus let out a husky moan as she was doubly penetrated, her eyes rolling back in her head as a long tongue fell past her lips. Rudy’s reindeer dicklet could barely reach inside her asshole, but the fact it was so pathetic compared to her while still dominating her only made it worse… and hotter, in her overwhelmed mind.

With a crushing wave of humiliation and arousal, She-K gave a piercing howl. Her muscular body tensed and she squirted cum out hard enough to push Chrissy back a couple inches, her powerfully clenching pussy squeezing the wooden strapon until the wood started to crack. Her body bucked uncontrollably, humping back against them desperately like the beast in heat she was at the moment.

With a tiny, comically “Pop!”, a tiny splash of Rudy’s cum shot over her ass.

“Dang, that’s good,” he sighed contently, floating back as She-Krampus crumbled to the ground. Chrissy smiled at the sight.

“Glad to see you can enjoy it. Nothing wrong with a little generosity and rewarding, right?” she asked. She started to push the sex toy back inside, but She-K immediately gasped and shook her head.

“Stop! St-stop! I yield!” she blurted. “Do whatever you want with me and my powers, but I can’t… I can’t fight back from that!” She panted and laid in the cold snow, which was rapidly melting just from proximity to her and her steaming hot body. It melted especially fast around her leaking groin.

“Well that’s that,” Rudy said, dusting off his hands. “I’ll give a call to Carol in Santa Security and have them pick her up.”

“Wait,” Chrissy cut in. Rudy and She-Krampus looked at her quizzically.

“I mean… she did wreck my apartment,” the minty-haired woman admitted. “But you heard what she said. She hated it out there. And it IS Christmas…”

“Yea. That’s the point,” Rudy reminded her. “Cuz you’re a Christmas magical girl. She’s a Krampus. Christmas kinda happens around us.”

Chrissy looked to the stunned She-Krampus. “Are you going to try and attack us again?”

She-K shook her head. “No… you bested me. You know my weaknesses. I can’t compare to your skills.”

“You proooomise?” Chrissy pressed with a coy smile.

“Yeeeees?” the shebeast said more confused than anything.

“Great! Then let’s let her go. We have more important things to do than make sure she goes to Christmas jail or whatever.”

Rudy hesitated but shrugged. “If you say so. But then what are you gonna do about your place? I’m used to sleepin’ with a draft in a barn, but you? I dunno what you’re thinkin’.”

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Sugarplum went through a ring of keys as she floated through her shop. She opened up a door that led to a hall full of more doorways before handing two keys off to freshly redressed Chrissy.

“Here. Rooms 9 and 10 are yours. That’s as far as I’m willing to push Santa’s credit without personal confirmation.”

“That’s plenty. Thanks!” Chrissy beamed. “Thanks so much!”

“Eh, it saves me on the trips for deliveries,” the magical weapons dealer excused. “So which one’s yours?”

“Me and Rudy can take 9,” Chrissy decided. “She-K, why don’t you take 10 for yourself?”

The towering, blushing monstergirl gingerly took the key from her former foe. “I… uh… thanks,” she muttered sheepishly. “I’m not used to taking stuff from anyone. Or… I’m not used to people giving me things anyway.”

“It’s no problem. Stop by for a visit sometime,” Chrissy said cheerfully. Rudy floated up and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Say, uh, Chris? I was thinkin’… since you’ve got all your human stuff to move into your room…”

“Uh huh.” Chrissy had used a bit of time magic and her bottomless sack to pack just about everything she’d owned in her old apartment into her tiny bag.

“Maybe I should stay with She-Krampus. Give you some space and keep an eye on her in case she tries anything sexy. I mean tricky.”

Chrissy beamed at his awkward excuse. “I think that’s a great idea! You can stay wherever you want, Rudy.”

“Good idea!” She-Krampus palmed the little guy’s head and ruffled his fur between his antlers. “Remind me, how often can you turn into a big beast like that?”

“Eh heh… I’ll uh… fill you in on it later. I’ll catch up.”

She-K winked at him as she lumbered into her magical apartment, ducking her head to fit through the doorway. Rudy grabbed Chrissy by the hand and squeezed it between his.

“Chrissy, I know I believed in ya from the start. I know you said you give the best presents. But you really just gave me an actual apartment and a giant buff femdom gf for Christmas! I can’t thank ya enough!” he rambled.

Chrissy beamed proudly and nodded. “And why not? If you’ve got something to give, you should give it. Which reminds me.” She gave a flourish of her hand to summon a present into her hand.

“I’m going to stop by the homeless shelter real quick. I usually go later in the month, but losing my apartment has me thinking about people less fortunate.” She was getting used to her powers by now, and she felt positively driven to use them.

“That’s cool. You go feed the homeless,” Rudy encouraged. “I’m gonna go get my reindick wet.”

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“So? What do you think?” A figure hid in the shadows of an alleyway as time resumed for mortals. She had seen the whole thing, remaining out of sight despite the bright orange of most of her costume. The big witch hat didn’t help her hide much either.

A cartoonish pumpkin popped into existence beside her. “I’m sure the boss would like it if you showed her who’s in charge this time of year. Halloween’s turf has been getting smaller and smaller each year, after all.”

“I’m not going to kill her, Punkin,” Holly Ween pointed out. “I’m just the Halloween Spirit, not a hitman.”

“I’m sure Harvester would be happy either way. Take her out, or just show her how the rest of the holiday magical girls do things.”

She huffed calmly, brushing her orange and white-striped hair behind her head. She short young woman looked down at her chest; B-cups compared to the constantly bouncing orbs on Chrissy and frowned. “We’ll see.”