Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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This story is a work of fiction and is not to be taken seriously. This story is for adults only so if you are not of the age of consent (18+) you are not permitted to view this content. This content may feature nonconsensual themes.
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In the world of Eashidell, in the small town of Oakstead, Joscelin and Gwendolyn were preparing for their guests to arrive. You see, it was now Christmas Eve and their families and close friends would be arriving just before midnight so they would all celebrate the holiday together.
Gwen was busy wrapping gifts as Joscelin was decorating the large tree sat in the middle of her mentor's house. Elron was preparing the feast. The old and wise man was a retired soldier and looked the part as well. Battle scars plagued his wrinkled face and a patch laid over his left eye. An old war wound he got in the Battle of Taffneir.
"So, Josie, I see your other friend has not yet arrived. The imp fellow, what was his name?" Elron asked in his husky and rough voice. Many years of yelling and barking orders took their toll on his vocal cords it seemed.
"Driggle, Elron. Driggle." Jocelin answered as she placed another ornament on the tree, " He said he had to visit family unfortunately."
Gwen gave a chuckle and replied, "Yeah, sure he is."
Joscelin gave her elf friend a puzzled look.
"He's probably getting his rocks off with a couple prostitutes." Gwen suggested. To Joscelin this wasn't out of the realm of possibility. The imp did have an appetite for intercourse. The busty blonde nodded in agreement, "Yeah, he probably is. Shame he isn't here though."
"That it is, Joscelin." said the well endowed elf, "Oh by the way, my father is bringing my cousin over. Do you remember me telling you about him?" asked Gwen.
"Fenian? Yeah I remember. Didn't you say he was a little pervy?"
"A lot pervy. But my father insisted on him coming." Gwen frowned.
Suddenly before Joscelin and Gwen could finish their discussion, there was a knock at the door. As Josie walked over to the entrance Elron spoke, "I wonder who it could be. The guests aren't due for many hours."
As she carefully opened the door, she was greeted by a most peculiar elf. He was very small, perhaps even smaller than Driggle. He wore a red and green outfit with a green pointy hat. His ears were very long and pointy as well, and his face wasn't necessarily ugly but sure was not going to win any trophies on looks.
"Is that a... North Pole elf?" asked the busty elf staring in awe. It is well known throughout Eashidell that Santa and his elves are real, though they never willingly reveal themselves to people.
"Um, hello there. What are you doing all the way out here?" asked Joscelin. The elf was obviously a little surprised such a bountiful bosom babe existed, let alone two! He stared at Josie's tits encased in her brown top for a moment longer then took off his hat, revealing his bald head.
"He..Hello. My name is Edward, and I, um, come here seeking your aid."
"Hello, Edward, it's nice to meet you. What is it you need our aid with?"
Joscelin invited the little elf inside and offered him some eggnog. Edward went into detail about what he needed the busty babe's help with. Apparently Santa had fallen deathly ill. Poisoned by the evil Krampus. If the jolly Saint Nick were to succumb to this assassination, no one would receive gifts this year and most of all, nothing would be able to stop Krampus once he absorbed the power from Santa.
"So, we need to stop Krampus tonight?" asked Gwen.
"Yes and Joscelin you have a very important task as well." said Edward looking Josie in the eye.
"What is it?" the buxom beauty asked Edward.
"Well the only thing that can cure Santa's poison is, well um, your breast milk."
Joscelin leaned back and raised an eyebrow, " Um, why my breast milk."
Edward now looking directly at her huge jugs, each double the size of her own head, told her that there was something very special about her tits, her milk.
"What's so special?" she asked her head tilted slightly left.
Edward began to walk towards the gorgeous blonde, " There's something about these breasts. Something magical." He raised his hands closing the distance between them and her huge globes of meaty flesh, " They are so captivatingly beautiful, so perfect."
His hands just inches away from touching her tits, Joscelin saw he was getting a little too hypnotized by her mams. She gripped his wrists with her own hands and lowered Ed's arms down to his side. The new position caused her to present the small elf with a glorious opportunity to gaze at her wonderful cleavage.
"Calm yourself, Edward. These babies aren't anything special." Joscelin said softly.
"I can attest that they are in fact very special." Gwendolyn interjected with a sly wink.
Joscelin gave her busty companion an equally sly glare in response. Joscelin fixed her posture, causing her giant tits to bounce slightly, and she told Edward that she had her doubts but would accept this quest to save Christmas. Her and Gwen gathered their equipment. For Joscelin that meant her steel plated boots and shoulder pads. Her brown leather satchel with her magical healing and cleansing cloth.
Last on the list was, of course, her trusty long sword. She placed her old, beautifully forged friend in the sheath on her back. Gwendoyln dressed herself in her gold mithril armor. Her tits, a bit bigger than her blonde lover's own tits, were snug tight in the very protective material. She of course grabbed her trusty bow and arrows as well.
Before departing, Joscelin spoke with her old mentor and friend, Elron.
"Josie, my dear Josie. You're father would be very proud of you, you know."
Joscelin nearly shed a tear at the very thoughtful words of the man that took on the role of her caretaker after her father left to take on the bandits that had raided Oakstead and killed Joscelin's mother, Trista.
"Thank you, Elron." she said while choking back sobs.
"Now go, save Christmas. And Josie, do be careful." Elron told her as he brought her in for a comforting hug. The Buxom Beauty's bosom pressed tight against his old chest. She held him for a few extra moments before they let go of one another. Then Joscelin gave him one final kiss on the cheek.
When she spun around she was met with a reindeer with a bright red nose. She gasped startled at just how close the creature was to her face. Gwendolyn was standing next to her and both wore the same awestruck face at the sight of not just Santa's reindeer, but his famous slay.
"It's Dasher and Dancer. Prancer and Vixen." gasped the well endowed elf.
"Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen." finished Edward as he hopped up on the sleigh, nearly slipping off a couple of times.
"And Rudolf, of course." Joscelin said with a smile as she patted the deer's head. Rudolf licked her face then lowered his tongue and gave a few licks to her chest.
"Lucky darn deer." Edward said under his breath, "Um are you both ready to depart?" he asked quickly trying to put off his jealousy.
"Yes." was the reply both busty women gave as they too climbed aboard the sleigh. Gwen made it on with ease but Josie slipped a bit which caused Edward to reach out and grab hold of the only thing nearest to him. Her giant left tit. He squeezed the melon with both hands at first actually attempting to help her up. But once she had made it, he kept his hands on her bosom a bit longer. Feeling the softness of her milker. Gwen cleared her throat in a way to show she did not like what she was witnessing. This caused Ed to release the blonde's might boob and his face to become extremely red with embarrassment.