The fire roared and snowflakes fell from the sky outside, as a white haired woman flitted around fluffing pillows and arranging blankets. The Christmas season was coming to a close for the best night of the year, a private party for the best elves.
The woman stopped in front of the mirror, rearranging her see through robe that tied around her waist, making sure everything was in place, as she was the hostess. A knock at the door brought her back to the present. "Coming," she yelled, gliding to the door.
She opened it to see her handmaiden with the cart of champagne and treats. "There you are! Come in, Trixie."
The shorter woman pushed the cart in, as the woman picked up a glass. She sipped on the bubbly, eyeing the woman. "Come here," she instructed.
Trixie came over and the woman pulled at a curl framing her face before looking at the woman dressed in holiday green corset and matching underwear. She pulled the bow that covered her B cup breasts. "Look at you all dressed up for the occasion. A little added treat for our guests."
She handed the glass to Trixie, who drank it. "Ma'am, are you sure...."
"You'll do great," she encouraged, kissing her on the cheek before pulling her next to her. "They'll eat you up."
"But what about you?" She said, her hand trembling. They could hear chattering in the hallway. Their guests were almost here.
"Don't worry about me. There's enough to go around and 24 hours to fill."
"But Mrs..."
The door opened to reveal three men of varying ages and heights. The butler cleared his throat, "Ma'am, your guests have arrived."
"Thank you, Basel," she replied, stepping forward. "Will you be a dear and get the rest of the supplies for us."
"Yes, ma'am," he quickly left as soon as he came. The others just stared.
"Now, you all must be the best elves of 2022," she greeted, hands clasped with a twinkle in her eye. "Most of you are new, but we have one returning guest from previous years, Scout. Did you tell the others?"
"No ma'am," Scout said.
She walked up to him, pulling gently on his tie, which caused him to grow taller. "You just wanted your height back," she teased.
He smiled. "Among other things."
"Must be the cookies."
The others watched the rapport back and forth before she turned to the others. She walked slowly in front of the younger, blue-eyed man. "And you are?"
"Frost," he greeted.
"In woodworking."
He nodded. "You must be wondering why you're here."
"The boys, they said...." He paused, unable to look her in the eye.
She pulled on his tie like she did Scout's, growing in size. She now had to peer up at him. "They said what?" She asked, letting go of his tie.
"We get a reward."
"Maybe. We'll see."
She moved on to the last one, a redhead female. "Well, hello, we don't get many females here. This sure is a nice surprise," she complimented, walking forward.
The woman was wearing the best dress she owned, red with sequined trim. "Hello, ma'am,"
The older woman held her hand. "And what's your name?"
"Joy."
"I must say it is," she winked at her, stroking the young woman's fingers. She gained some height but not much. "Now, I'm Mrs Claus or by the end of the night Ginger."
Mrs. Claus stepped back and behind her handmaiden, placing her hands on her shoulders. "This is Trixie. She's my helper of sorts and will assist this evening; Basel may as well."
She stepped toward the cart and grabbed the platter of cookies. "Now what they gossip about is semi-true. Mr. Claus rewards the best elves every year. Usually with a vacation. I reward them in another way. Take a cookie and I'll explain."
Each took a cookie off the platter. "Very good."
She turned and held the platter in front of Trixie, smiling. "Your turn."
The brunette hesitated. "But ma'am..."
"Cookie, Trixie." Her small, nimble fingers grabbed a gingerbread cookie and took a bite. "That's better."
She put down the cookies and grabbed another glass of champagne, as her guests took bites of their cookies, moaning at the taste. She took a sip, as Basel brought in a new cart, lined with toys. She winked at the older butler, who shook his head. "Oh, don't give me that look. You know you want to join. Even it out. You've been eyeing Trixie for a while."
She grabbed a cookie from the plate and held it out for him. "Or maybe you want your turn with me. Every year, you watch and never play. Don't you want a taste?"
She tugged on his tie, but he didn't grow, as she moved the cookie to his lip. "Just a taste, Basel."
His amber eyes met hers and he took a small bite, before he began moaning. She smiled, tugging on his tie, as he grew to be the tallest. "There we go. Who knew you'd be so tall? I wonder what other surprises there are."
She turned back to the group, who's eyes were wider and skin glowing. "Much better. Now we can have a proper night. The cookies you just ate will keep you aroused for the next 24 hours, as my husband is away. Because the rumors are true, I have the top 3 elves over to keep me satisfied and young. And this year, we have one maybe two virgin elves, so this will be interesting."
She downed the glass of champagne, before moving towards Joy. "Have you been with anyone?"
"No, ma'am," the redhead replied.
Mrs Claus smiled. "Trixie, come here and show Joy your skills."
Trixie walked forward, taking the woman's hand and moving towards the large round bed. She unzipped Joy's dress letting it fall to the ground, revealing small breasts with taut nipples. Trixie's hands massaged the small globes and Joy moaned.
The men looked on salivating. "Now boys, come here." The three men moved towards her. She untied her robe to reveal star pasties covering her nipples as well as red underwear that tied above her ass. Her breasts were the largest out of the three women. "Undress."
The three unbuttoned shirts and unzipped pants, revealing themselves, each varying in size and shape. Mrs Claus hummed her approval, as she kneeled down, grabbing Frost and Scout's cocks. The men gasped at her soft hands, eyes falling on her. Basel just stood, his own thick cock twitched. She began stroking the two she held. She heard moaning coming from behind her. "What is Trixie doing, Basel?"
