Santa Claus Vs.  The Tentacle Monster!
By Texguy84 ©
(nc, mc, MFF, oral, anal, regurgitate, humor)

   It was late one November at the North Pole, and as the weather tends to
do with the changing of the seasons around that time of year, the
temperatures dropped from "freezing cold" to "you've got to be fucking
kidding me!".  It was the North Pole after all.  The final preparations
were being put into place for the big event that they worked towards every
year: Christmas!

   "Ho ho Honey, I'm home!" Chris Kringle walked up behind his wife,
Sandra, pressing himself up against her backside and moving a few strands
of her long blonde so he could kiss her cheek while she finished putting
together dinner.

   "I hope you're hungry, Santa," Sandra said, grinning, "because I've got
quite the little dish for desert for you."

   Chris grinned eagerly.  In their well over a hundred years of marriage,
Sandra had always been a very open-minded and adventurous girl, and
certainly didn't mind bringing in one of the girls from the workshops for a
threesome every once in a while.  Dinner was good, of course, Sandra could
work magic when she made Roast Beast, and the hot cocoa was to die for. 
But that wasn't going to be the highlight of the night.

   As they were cleaning up from dinner, Sandra ran off to answer a knock
at the door, opening it to reveal Misty, definitely one of Santa's favorite
little helpers.  At just a hint over four and a half feet tall, she was a
pretty average height for an elf.  Her tits, however, had stopped dining at
the same table as average years before, and she had the wide hips to match.
She sashayed into the Kringle household and took off her full-length winter
coat, revealing the festive red and green miniskirt and midriff-revealing
low cut blouse which tightly hugged her body like gift wrap on a present,
before Sandra tugged Misty's tuque off by the fuzzy ball and tilted her
head down to give the other elf a long, lingering kiss, running her fingers
through Misty's short dark hair.

   Misty and Sandra sauntered past Chris, cuddling up together on the couch
before come-hithering him over.  He pulled off his shirt as Misty and
Sandra reached out for his belt.  Soon his trousers were piled around his
feet and the girls were cooing over his stiff erection, lightly grazing
their hands up and down it and leaning in to plant teasing kisses up and
down its length.  He ran his fingers through Misty's hair before pulling
her towards his cock, the head sliding between her soft lips and into her
mouth.  Misty's years of experience working in the Candy Cane Quality
Assurance Department showed as she worked her mouth up and down on his
cock, twisting her head this way and that, spending time concentrating on
the head before plunging back down.

   Of course, Sandra wasn't about to let Misty have the candy cane all to
herself, and as soon as Misty came up for air, Sandra had Chris's dick
sliding down her throat, all the way to the root.  There she held it, her
husband's hand running through her hair, her eyes beginning to water, until
she finally came back up with a glurging sound.

   "Oh, I see two girls have found their way onto the Naughty list!  Who
wants to get her present first?" In response, Misty shoved Sandra back on
the couch, pushing the hem of her dress up so that she could run her
fingers up and down Sandra's slit, spreading her juices around before
sliding two fingers in and drawing out a sharp gasp from Mrs.  Kringle.

   Chris kicked off his boots and pants, and climbed on the couch behind
Misty, pulling her up away from his wife long enough to peel her skin-tight
blouse off of her and free her full breasts before letting her return to
her work.  By this point, Sandra had slipped out of the shoulder straps of
her dress and pushed the top down so she could play with her own tits while
Misty worked on her, and she gasped and cooed as the elf added her tongue
to the mix.  Chris pushed up Misty's skirt and pressed the head of his cock
against her dripping cunt...

   There was a loud banging at the door.  Chris nearly fell off the couch
in surprise and quickly pulled his pants on while the girls quickly made
themselves as presentable as possible under the circumstances.  After
making sure they were covered up, he stormed over to the door and swung it
open angrily.

   "This had better be very good, or very bad, James!"

   "Sorry sir!" James, the deputy of the North Pole's security department,
looked up at his half-naked boss.  Like most elves, James was what humans
would consider short, topping out at about five and a half feet, though
that actually made him remarkably tall by the local standard.  Not that he
felt very tall at the moment.  "Sir, something is attacking the housing
area!  It came up from under the ice next to one of the female dorms..."

   "You were right to come get me, James.  Is your brother on the scene?"

   "Yessir, he's taken the elves who were on duty and cordoned off the
area, they're evacuating the other dorms as well as they can, but the
monster got into one of the dorms and we haven't been able to get anyone
out from there."

   "Wait, the monster?  What monster?" Chris was still a bit confused about
what was going on as he finished getting dressed.

   "The thing that came from under the ice..  it's some kind of monster,
with tentacles.  A tentacle monster, Sir.  When Jacob was setting up the
cordon, the thing got a door open and just...  squeezed inside, Sir." The
Kringles weren't the only ones with plans to unwind for their last solid
weekend until New Years.  The dorms basically tended to become a collection
of big parties during Thanksgiving weekend, though most of those wouldn't
start until later on.  For now, everybody was getting home from work,
showering, cleaning up, and getting ready to meet up with friends.

   Erika stood in front of her mirror, touching up her makeup and applying
her lipstick as she admired herself.  Many fashions had come and gone in
her time, but the Little Green Dress would always be a hit in Elf fashion.
And Erika's dress was truly going to be a hit, complete with fuzzy white
trim and her cutest curly-toed shoes.

   Suddenly the entire building shook, things falling off of shelves and
dressers and clattering to the floor.  Erika blurted a panicked squeak out
as her full-length mirror nearly fell on her, barely catching it in time
and lowering it to the floor before diving under her desk.  At four foot
three, Erika was short even by elf standards and was easily able to ball
herself up under the desk until the building stopped shaking. 
Panic-stricken, she didn't dare come out from under the desk.  Earthquakes
just didn't happen at the North Pole!  Avoiding earthquakes was the biggest
reason she turned down the job offer at that cookie company in California
after graduating college!  Listening carefully, she could hear, over the
sounds of the other girls' various panicked sounds in the building... 
something...  moving outside.  She could hear something banging on the fire
escape door in the hallway before the latch clicked and the door swung
open.

   "I'm in here!  Help!" Still too afraid to come out from under her desk,
Erika didn't want the rescuers to miss her when they got into the building
to check on everybody.  She had left her door unlatched, in case any of the
girls wanted to come in to gossip while she got ready, and now could hear
the hinges creaking as the door was pushed open.  Something was wrong... 
whoever was walking into her room should be saying something, trying to
find out if anyone was in the room...

   There was a high pitched scream out in the hallway, Erika's heart jumped
as she tried to push herself even farther back under the desk, covering her
mouth to cover the sound of her own terrified, gasping breaths.  Something
grabbed her chair and pushed it aside.  Several somethings, in fact.  They
resembled snakes...  or maybe tentacles...  they stopped moving and turned
as one towards her before snapping out to grab her in their coiling
embrace. The elf's screams joined the chorus as she was easily drug out
from under the desk, more tentacles grabbing onto her, trying to pull her
arms and legs loose, to no avail.

   The tentacles oozed some kind of substance, it felt - good - like some
kind of skin-contact euphoria, that Erika could feel sinking through her
skin into her flesh, the warm soft feeling spreading through her body. 
Still she wouldn't loosen up for whatever it was that was attacking her. 
She squeaked again as she felt a tentacle rub up against her panties,
realizing that the fetal position was - not - an ideal way to protect
herself, if the tentacles were after what she was beginning to suspect they
wanted.

   As the tentacle patiently rubbed back and forth, applying more ooze onto
her crotch, she felt the warm soft feeling begin to spread up into her
vagina, except unlike the rest of her body, this feeling was much better,
much warmer, and her body began to react, producing its own juices in
response.  Erika's squeaks turned to gasps, then moans, her fair skin
taking on a crimson flush as the warmth overtook her and her panties became
soaked with more than just the monster's juices.

   Somehow knowing the time was right, a tentacle slid under Erika's green
panties and slid up inside of her, a sharp moan turning to a pleasured
sigh, sliding out and back in again before being joined by another
tentacle, the two sliding in and out against each other inside the petite
brunette.  Her arms and legs relaxed and the elf grunted as another
tentacle wormed its way into her ass.  Her moans turned into a passionate
warbling wail until she was silenced by another tentacle sliding down her
throat.

   Ginger was in the shower, all soaped up and rinsing herself off after a
long day on the factory line, the rivulets of water running down her toned,
athletic body.  The factory line was hard work, but it paid well and she
was saving her money for a new car.  Her thoughts on her financial
situation were interrupted as she heard the drain cover pop loose between
her feet.  She looked down just in time to see a horde of tentacles coming
out of the drain towards her and she barely had time to scream "NOT AGAIN!"
before her feet were taken out from under her.

   All in all, the girls never had a chance of escaping.  The monster took
a few minutes to get the door open, but at the same time, he was attacking
from under ground, working his way in through the drains and pipes under
the building.  He struck quickly, rushing the building before they knew
what was going on.  By the time they tried to get out of the building, he
had already blocked the exits and was able to catch them and seduce him at
his leisure.  No woman, elf or human, could resist the effects of the ooze
he secreted, as the residents of this dorm were increasingly pleased to
discover.

   Chris Kringle arrived at the Cordon as the last of the residents of the
other dorms had been evacuated and sent to wait in the cafeteria while the
security personnel figured out what to do about the monster.  Whatever it
was, it was big, and it was going to take some time for the elves to get
the big guns ready.  In any case, they couldn't even use the big guns while
the girls were still inside the dorm.  They couldn't tell what was
happening inside at first, but once they had focused their binoculars on
the windows of the dorm, the monster's intentions became very apparent. 
Some of the girls who hadn't been caught yet had made their way onto the
roof, but had no way to get down safely.

   "James, have my sleigh readied."

   Having heard the news, Misty couldn't help but feel a sense of relief
and guilt.  She'd be in that dorm if Sandra hadn't invited her over for the
evening.  While waiting for Chris to get back, the two girls had sat down
to have some wine in hopes of relaxing a bit.  As the wine bottle emptied,
one thing led to another, and the two had found themselves in bed together,
their sweaty bodies pressed against each other as they kissed and licked
and nibbled at each other, using their fingers to get each other going.

   Sandra pushed Misty onto her back, before leaning in to take a nipple in
her mouth, licking and gently nibbling at the stiff bud, tasting the sweat
from the other girl's body, her own, smaller breasts hanging down and
sliding up and down Misty's stomach as the two girls writhed around on the
bed, Misty's curvacious, softer build contrasting with Sandra's slender,
tighter body.  Sandra stopped to grab a red and white candy-cane striped
dildo from a box under the bed, with the words "Stocking Stuffer Special"
printed along the length of it, and dangled it over Misty's face so she
could try and raise her head to lick and suck at the tip.

   Misty quickly rolled over, flipping Sandra onto the bed as the two girls
wrestled for the dildo, Sandra wriggling and twisting around under Misty
until the two ended up on hands and knees, with misty behind Sandra holding
her in place as the two women gasped for breath and laughed.  Misty kissed
at Sandra's back, tasting the sweat from her skin as she reached under her
lover with the dildo and worked her way down to Sandra's pussy, teasing the
entrance before slowly sliding it inside, bit by bit as Sandra groaned and
pressed back on it.

   Misty sensed a presence behind her and felt something press against her
own pussy, she closed her eyes and grinned, knowing that Chris had
returned.

   "Ready to go up my chimney, Santa?" Misty moaned with pleasure as she
felt the cock slide inside her, before she realized that it didn't feel
right, it was...  thinner than Chris's cock was...  and it was moving... 
another one was pressing into her ass with yet another right behind it
before she could even turn around, and the next sound she made was a
panicked gagging sound as another tentacle went down into her mouth and
down her throat.

   For her part, Sandra was in another world, moaning as she pumped herself
back and forth on the dildo Misty was holding, hearing Misty's moans as
Sandra's husband began fucking her only got her more wound up, and it
wasn't until she felt something wrap around her midsection that she opened
her eyes and looked behind her to see what was going on.

   Too late did Sandra realize what was happening, and by now she was bound
to Misty by a coiled tentacle as Misty was fucked senseless by the monster.
She felt the dildo slide out suddenly as one of the tentacles grabbed it
and pulled it loose.  She was too drunk to try and resist as two tentacles
slid into her cunt, and as the monster's ooze added to her own juices, she
was moaning despite herself, the already hot fire inside her burning more
intensely.

   She felt a thick tentacle push at the rosebud of her ass, and she
relaxed to allow it entrance, letting out a drawn out groan as she felt it
slide inside, seeming to almost split her open.  By now she was too far
gone to care, reaching out for another tentacle, the gold ring on her hand
glinting in the dim light as she pulled the tentacle to her mouth.

   The two elves moaned and writhed , bound together on their hands and
knees as their lover took them in every opening.  Misty reached around and
grabbed Sandra's tits, squeezing and pinchign and twisting them as she
tried to pump herself back on the tentacles she was riding.  Sandra made
gagging sounds on the tentacle that had slid up and down her throat, both
of her arms spread out, more tentacles wrapped around her wrists.  Her arms
burned from the strain, her shoulders ached, the weight of the other elf on
her back adding to the strain, but she didn't care, she just wanted to get
fucked by her new lover, the only lover she could think about, forever and
ever.

   They could tell something was about to happen, they felt their own
pleasures getting ramped up, they could feel the tentacles inside of them
getting thicker and stiffer, the thrusting becoming faster and deeper,
until they saw thick bulges traveling down the tentacles, forcing their way
past their already strained openings, forcing jaws and assholes and cunts
to spread just a little bit farther for the bulges to pass, the women
screaming before the bulges finally worked past, their orgasms hitting them
like freight trains as the tension was released and their bodies filled
with the monster's seed.

   Erika lied on the floor of her dorm room, her legs spread wide as the
monster's seed oozed out into a puddle on the floor.  A stream of cum was
dribbling out of her mouth and down the side of her face into another
puddle.  She fingered herself weakly, trying to bring back the feelings the
monster had given her.  That her lover had given her.  Hearing the screams
of her fellow elves upstairs, she got up and walked out into the hallway.

   Nancy was not having a good night, that was for sure.  First there was
the earthquake, then some kind of monster had gotten into the building, and
after it had done who-knows-what to the girls on the first floor, and now
the girls were coming up the stairs looking like they were up to no good.
It didn't make her feel any better that most of the girls were naked too,
never mind that they were being followed by a stream of tentacles.  What
the hell was going on?

   Ginger and Erika grabbed Nancy and held her down on the hallway floor
while she kicked and screamed.  Ginger leaned in and planted a deep kiss on
Nancy, cum oozing out of her mouth and into Nancy's.  She had to swallow to
keep from choking on it, but no matter how much she swallowed, more dripped
into her mouth.  Soon ginger broke the kiss, but Nancy's mouth hung open,
to catch more of the seemingly unlimited supply of cum as Ginger kept
producing new mouthfuls to let drip down into her new lover's mouth.  Erika
reached down and ripped apart the now-passive blonde's panties, sticking
her tongue up Nancy's pussy and using it to push more cum up into the girl.

   And so the army of cum-filled girls worked the way through the second
and third floor, spreading their seed and incapacitating the girls for the
monster to take easily.  When they got to the roof, they found a small
group of girls huddled together in the cold, helpless.

   A small red light could be seen in the sky circling overhead, then
diving down as Chris smoothly touched down in his sleigh, helping the
frightened girls into his sleigh.  Designed to carry presents for all the
good girls and boys, there was more than enough room for a dozen elves.  He
looked up at the girls just now arriving on the roof beckoning them over to
get in the sleigh for a moment until he realized that something wasn't
right about them.

   For one thing, they were naked in the cold winter air, and didn't seem
even the slightest bit worried about what was going on.  As a group they
all suddenly took off sprinting towards the sleigh, one of them jumping and
grabbing one of the skids as the sleigh took flight.  Erika clamored into
the sleigh and lunged at Chris, who brought up a foot just in time to catch
her in the mid section and send her flying out of the sleigh.

   It was a fortunate thing that Chris hadn't planned to fly far, just to
the edge of the cordon, and so Erika didn't have far to fall.  Before she
could get up, the elf security teams had restrained her and wrapped her in
a red blanket so she wouldn't freeze to death.

   A quick analysis of the cum oozing out of the girl at the lab quickly
helped them identify what they were dealing with.  And knowing what they
were dealing with, they could stop it.

   "I thought these things were native to Japan?  Sometimes you hear about
them turning up in California, but never up this way."

   "Yeah, I didn't think these guys could get this far north, but here it
is.  Maybe it came in with a shipment of parts from China?  These things
can be hard to spot when they're young.  We'll have to look into that
later, but for now we need to deal with this one, Santa"

   "Indeed.  What do you have for me, Matt?"

   "Well," the Head Elf of the North Pole's medical department held up a
small, colorfully decorated box.  "This is a bomb.  Not very powerful,
certainly not enough to injure anybody, but powerful enough to send the
powder we've packed into it spreading everywhere around it.  If they get a
few good lungs full of this stuff, it'll start neutralizing the effect the
monster's cum has over them.  The monster isn't gonna like it much himself,
and it might get him out into the open.  We're gonna need you to drop these
from your sleigh, while we go into the sewers and access tunnels under the
North Pole to use more of this stuff to flush him out.  Try not to breath
it, it'll burn like the dickens."

   "Right, but what is it?"

   "It's also from Japan.  Fine ground weaponized Wasabe."

   Misty was on her back, her arms and legs spread wide by the tentacles,
as Sandra happily suckled at her teat.  One of the side effects of being
impregnated by the monster was of course lactation.  The milk was for the
newborn monsters, but in the meantime, it was another perversion to revel
in.  Milk dribbled down over Misty's heaving tits, as it dribbled from
Sandra's mouth.  Sandra's own tits were filling with milk, but for now it
was her turn to drink, and Misty's turn to get fucked by their lover,
bundles of tentacles buried in her ass and pussy, a chaotic mass of
tentacles fucking in and out of her, her mind long ago blacked out by the
continuous waves of pleasure.  Again the bulges came, and again they pumped
Misty to the overflowing point with cum, and they pulled out to make way
for a river of cum to dribble out before plowing into Sandra's willing
holes.

   "This is Jolly Lead to Jolly Squad, keep your eyes peeled, he'll be
coming out any moment now."

   "Roger, Jolly Lead, standing by."

   Santa looked to his left and right to make sure the rest of Jolly Squad
were formed up on him.  He had switched out his normal delivery sleigh for
a smaller one intended for fast deliveries.  This one only needed three
reindeer to pull it, and was much faster than his usual ride.  It also
freed up the other six reindeer to pull the elves' smaller sleighs, each
sleigh loaded to its brim with the little garishly wrapped bombs.  No
matter how busy they had been, the elves always found the time to wrap
every present.  A point of professional pride with them, and these presents
had been no exception.

   Somewhere down below, the elf security teams were working their way
through the tunnels, spraying ahead of them with the weaponized wasabe,
forcing the monster to retreat back the way he came, until finally there
was no more room for him underground or inside the dorm, and he came
outside through the hole in the ground.

   That was when he heard Santa's famous battle cry.

   "HO HO HO!!!  Break and attack!  Jolly four and five, hit the dormitory,
Jolly six and seven, stay above and keep an eye out for any tricks, Jolly
two and three, you're with me!" Santa and his elves dove in, raining
presents all around the hole as the monster came out into the open, as a
chorus of pained screams came from the dorm as the wasabe bombs went off
there.  Nothing could be done to help that, You find yourself in a building
being fumigated with weaponized wasabe, you're not going to enjoy it, but
it wouldn't do any lasting damage.  The monster gave off a scream of its
own, flailing its tentacles about as it tried to get away from the noxious
burning green clouds.  Security teams on the ground used catapults to
launch more of the presents at him, further driving him off as he retreated
into the darkness outside the North Pole's inhabited area.

   Unfortunately for the monster, he was never made for the bitter cold
arctic climate, and so he had no chance of survival out in the snow, away
from the insulation of being indoors or underground.  Slowly he drug to a
halt and stopped moving.

   The girls in the dorm were rounded up and taken to the medical center to
be treated, though most of them had come back to their senses, more or
less, hacking and coughing from the wasabi.  Seeing that his work was done,
Chris decided to head home to check up on Sandra and Misty.

   He came home to find Misty and Sandra waiting for him wearing only
nightgowns.  They led him to the bedroom and shed the robes, while Chris
got out of his own cothing.  Sandra and Misty cooed and licked and kissed
and sucked on his cock, dragging their nails lightly across his scrotum,
teasing the head, and finally Misty backed away from him and got on her
hands and knees in front of him, her round rump presented to him.  Sandra
slid one arm around Chris's waist, using the other hand to take hold of his
cock and guide him to Misty's cunt before he slid in effortlessly, driving
his cock in to the root before pulling it out and back in again.

   "Yeah baby, fuck your naughty girl, fuck that slut, fuck her like the
whore she is!" Sandra egged her husband on, her hand teasing his cock as he
thrust in and out, plowing Misty for all he was worth, Sandra looking up at
him adoringly, kissing and nibbling at his neck, leaning up to whisper in
his ear.  "That's it, my big man, pump that little whore full of your
seed."

   And with that, Chris came, his fingers digging into Misty's soft skin as
he pulled her against him, stream after steam of his seed pumping inside
her, overflowing and dripping back out around his cock.  Exhausted from the
effort, and from his long day, Chris plopped down on the bed and soon fell
asleep.

   Misty rolled over onto her back, fingering herself and grinning up at
Sandra, who leaned in to give her a kiss, mouthful after mouthful of cum
dripping into Misty's mouth and down her throat.