by Sean Shake
“I don’t see how those things are at all the same. And what about the heat?”
“It’s dark. And she had some tequila to keep her cool.”
“Oh great, drinking and driving.”
Rue shrugged. “What’s there to hit on the water.”
“A lot.”
“You should get dressed, we’re really cutting things close. The twelve days of Christmas are rapidly wasting away, and we’re not at all closer to saving Christmas.”
“Not at all closer? I’ve just made a bunch of elves. I’d say we’re a lot closer than we were. And there’s a new Santa. Me.”
“If you’re done jacking yourself off, why don’t you put some clothes on. I’ll go gather the girls.”
Alexa made it back in Erica’s boat just fine, and had found a portal not too far away.
So we loaded up the nine new elves, if you counted Erica, and headed out of the bay and into the Atlantic where Alexa had located a portal.
The new elves seemed even more into me now, which I didn’t mind at all.
We left the other girls who hadn’t changed yet back at Erica’s house.
I was a bit worried about leaving them there all alone.
No one knew they were there, but what if they woke up and just left?
When I asked this, Alexa and Rue both assured me they wouldn’t.
“Unless they want to,” Rue added.
“Oh that’s very reassuring,” I said. We were already about twenty minutes away from Erica’s house, fighting to leave the Haulover Inlet—I couldn’t believe Alexa had done this by herself—and enter the Atlantic.
After making it through without crashing into the rocks, Alexa guided me toward the portal.
I guided the boat through it, and the transition from the relatively warm Atlantic to this icy ocean was surprising.
“Where is this?” I asked.
“Lake Superior,” Alexa said.
“Not the one from your world,” Rue added. “It’s in the Northern Realm.”
Alexa directed me to a wooden dock set into a snowy hillside with space enough for only one or two boats.
Not too far away from here, I could see the house that I had saved from flames earlier. Alexa’s childhood home.
“I’m surprised I didn’t notice this lake before,” I said.
“I’m not,” Rue said. “You’re oblivious.”
Ignoring her, I started to get out of the boat, but she grabbed my arm. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Up there to build workshops.”
“Why? It’s not like you’ll be any use.”
I stared at her, trying to think of a response.
She patted my crotch. “You need to get back and use this on those girls. Make us more elves. And then go find some more. Convert as many as you can. Remember it takes twelve hours for them to change. Apparently longer with you.”
“What about you two?”
“We need to get things set up. We’ll come back after that.”
“I should stay with him,” Erica said, raising her hand. “I need to protect him.”
“You,” Rue said, “need to help us build, just like the other elves. You may be a Nifeer, but you’re still an elf, as evidenced by that.” She pointed at the only thing Erica was wearing, the choker around her neck.
The one made from my PlayStation controller.
Erica brought her fingers to this as she bit her lip with a frown. “But what if he gets hurt?”
“I’ll be fine,” I said. “The only thing I’m in danger of damaging is my cock.”
I started to untie from the dock, then stopped and called out. “Hey! How am I going to find the portal again? I can’t see it from this distance.” The lake was a big place, I couldn’t see the other side of it.
Rue, Alexa, and Erica stopped, looking back at me, all the other girls continuing on ahead.
Erica and Rue exchanged another one of their glances, but this time Rue actually said something. When she finished telling Alexa whatever she was telling her, Alexa came running back to me.
Erica looked like she wanted to stay, but Rue put a hand on her back and pushed her forward toward the other elves.
Alexa ran down the dock, not slowing, then jumped into the air over the water, spanning the ten-foot gap between boat and dock that had formed and landed lightly in the boat.
I needed to improve my spirit of air.
She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my neck and chin, then stood on her toes to kiss my lips.
“Wow, you’re happy.”
“I like surprises. I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon.”
I laughed. “We’ve only been apart for seconds.”
“I know, but I thought it was gonna be much longer. So now I’m happy.”
“You don’t need to stay?”
She shook her head. “Rue can manage things for now. She’ll get the elves started on the workshops. Oh, she wanted me to tell you your contacts have waypoints.”
“Waypoints?”
She nodded. “On the map screen. The maps aren’t loaded, but you can still put waypoints down.”
“Huh. Okay. I’ll do that. You sure she’ll be okay alone? I mean, the kidnapping, the fires…”
“What choice do we have?”
She was right. I was worried that it was dangerous leaving Rue all alone, but she could take care of herself. Plus, she had Erica now too.
Besides, I wanted to take care of my wife.
“Think you can drive this thing through the portal?”
“Of course. I found it didn’t I?”
I grinned. “Good.”
“Why?”
I got on my knees.
“What are you doing? We’re already mar—”
I pushed her dress up, yanked her panties down, and pressed my lips to her.
She let out a moan, and had to put her hands on the steering wheel to brace herself from falling.
I licked her, then looked up. “Guide us home Captain, and try not to crash.“
52
No one had broken in or run away when we got back to Erica’s house, which was always a nice surprise.
All the girls were still up, lounging around watching TV. I saw a few in the backyard swimming in the water, which seemed dangerous to me. But I’d always been paranoid of gators.
Feeling incredibly horny from my adventure with Alexa, and though it was her I wanted to fill, I had a job to do, and so I found the angel-faced blonde with the nice ass and tiny tits, ripped her bikini bottoms off, and entered her.
She let out a scream, and I realized I probably should’ve been a bit more careful.
But then the motion became slick and easy, and the only sounds she made were gasps of pleasure.
Alexa watched this with lust-filled eyes.
Angelina-Rihanna went outside to get the ones that were swimming. There were six of them, and I saw that they’d all been skinny-dipping.
They were all dripping wet, even after they’d dried off.
In addition to watching, Alexa took each girl as I finished with her, resting her head in her lap, stroking her head, until I was done with the next one. Then she’d lay the one she was holding carefully on the floor, and take this newest convert.
Like she was bonding with each of them in her own way.
I only could get to five of them unfortunately before I ran out of points.
It was super tempting to continue, but I restrained myself.
Alexa and I stood looking over the sleeping girls, the awake ones outside in the backyard now after I told them I wouldn’t be doing any of them yet.
“You like to take care of them,” I said.
“Of course. They’re our elves. We have to take care of them. We have to love them.”
“You know when I first heard of this, I was kind of thinking elves were your slaves.”
“And now?”
“I don’t know. They seem more like… well, like lovers who w
ork with you.”
“That’s exactly what they’re like. I’ve always wanted my own elves. The previous ones of course were my parents’, so I was never with them, not like that. But they did look after me as I grew up. They were my playmates, my nannies.” She looked at me. “As these will look after our children.” Her purple eyes burned into mine, shining brightly.
I felt like I was on a precipice, the brink of change, and that what I said next—or what I didn’t say—would change the course of my future forever.
It was quite a lot of pressure.
“Being with you,” I said carefully, “sounds like the best thing I can imagine. Everything else is just a bonus, as long as I have you.”
I didn’t think I loved her. I knew I loved her.
Some people would probably say I hadn’t known her long enough, but I’d say those people… were wrong.
You knew— Not always, maybe not even often, but sometimes, occasionally, rarely, you met a person who you clicked so well with, that even on that first date, you knew this was the beginning of something special. Something rare.
And that’s how I felt about Alexa.
Our marriage was not temporary. It would last, it would endure.
We had run into each other by coincidence, but she was the one for me. Just seeing her made my heart swell, and touching her did all kinds of other things to me.
My yearning for her was so strong that it often hurt, caused a physical pain in my chest and throat.
I reached out and touched her cheek, ran my thumb over the smooth skin, and knew that I would do anything for this girl.
Anything at all.
53
“Are you going to come with me to get more girls?” I asked Alexa.
It was hours later now and I had slept with the help of her magic fingers and a bit of booze, and had done so long enough to get full points.
Enough to convert the remaining twelve girls. Which I did. They were now sleeping, transforming with the others.
Which meant it was time to get more.
“Of course I am. I wouldn’t miss it.”
“Okay then. I want to get them all tonight. We can use Erica’s boat and get another seventy or so. That should be enough, right?”
“That would bring us over a hundred. It should be enough. It’ll have to be enough, we won’t have time to wait for you to get points to convert more than that. Not unless you…”
“I am not doing that.” I shook my head at the thought. No way was I going to do that with demons to get more points.
Against my will, a vivid image of this act filled my mind, causing me to actually gag.
Hey look at that, my gag reflex did still work.
“Okay,” I said, recovering. “I want to get them in one or two goes. Probably two. Don’t want to overload the boat and sink it.”
“Where are we going to get that many girls? Go around to nightclubs?”
“Something like that.”
Forty minutes later, we were parking the boat near a waterfront bar.
A woman tried to tell us we couldn’t park there, but I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her, giving her ample butt a squeeze. “We won’t be long.”
“Oh,” she said, breathless. “Okay.”
I wasn’t sure if it was my Santa mojo that convinced her, or if it was just me.
Alexa and I walked around, looking for future-elves.
There were plenty of candidates around.
Once I’d found ten, I had Alexa walk them back to the boat so as not to draw too much attention by having a crowd of beautiful women walking around with me.
While she was gone I looked for the next ten.
I had only four when a strange buzzing started in my head.
It took me a second to notice the flashing notification in my vision.
Incoming call: Alexa
Accept?
“Hey,” Alexa said in my head as soon as I accepted. “I’ve got them all settled on the boat. Where are you?”
“What is this?” I asked.
One of the four girls I had gathered looked at me. “It’s a seeing-eye dog.”
I looked at her, then saw that someone was walking toward us with a guide dog. I shook my head. “Not you.”
“What?” Alexa asked.
“No not you,” I told her.
“What are you talking about?” the girl beside me asked. “Are you talking to the dog? You’re not supposed to do that.”
“Goddammit.”
This caused the person walking by with the dog to startle.
“Stay here,” I told the girls.
The person with the dog stopped.
“Not you,” I told the guy, who didn’t look blind.
But he just stood there.
“Nicholas?” Alexa asked.
Fuck it. I walked a few feet away and faced a planter so no one else would think I was talking to them.
“Yeah. Sorry. This is weird. I’m talking to you in my head.”
“We didn’t tell you about comms? I’m pretty sure we did.”
“No, you didn’t. Whatever, it’s fine. I’d found the contacts list earlier, I’d just forgotten about it until now. What’s up?”
“I just said. I got them settled on the boat.”
“Oh, right. Okay. You going to join me again?”
“Of course.”
So I told her where I was, apologized and got the guy with the dog moving again, and a few minutes later she joined me and the four girls.
We gathered another six and then she took them back to the boat.
We repeated this process one more time—minus the confusing the not-blind person bit—netting us thirty women in total to convert into elves.
We motored back to Erica’s house and got them all unloaded.
Then we went right back out and repeated the process.
The house was now packed with beautiful women, and so, with the help of more booze and Alexa’s magic fingers—and mouth this time—I passed out into a drunken, blissful stupor.
I woke up with no hangover, but full points once more.
Alexa made me something to eat, and then I made more elves.
I got through twelve of them, using up all my points, and again resisted continuing on.
Troll bad, I reminded myself.
It was too bad Alexa didn’t have the power to draw girls.
The five I’d converted before going to sleep had awoken, much closer to the twelve hours they were supposed to take this time, and Alexa drove them to the Northern Realm.
I saw my stats had gone up again from converting them.
STATS
Points
Available: 6
Generation rate: 12 per Earth hour while sleeping
Max capacity: 127
Energy
Fire: 100%
Ice: 100%
Progress
Unique Gifts: 0 created, 0 planned
Total Gifts: 0 created
Households Remaining: 2.1 billion
Percent Complete: 0%
Resources
Sleigh: N/A
Reindeer: 1
Elves: 23
Workshops: 0
Headquarters: 1, hidden
Spirits
Spirit of Christmas: 9
Spirit of Ice: 27
Spirit of Fire: 8
Spirit of Air: 0
Spirit of Joy: 0
Spirit of Time: 0
I wasn’t tired, so I hung out with the girls while Alexa was gone.
Or tried to. But all they wanted to do was have sex with me.
Seemed they were more eager to be converted into elves than I was to make them.
So I left them and went for a swim. If the girls hadn’t been eaten by gators, surely I wouldn’t be.
It was nice actually. And as I swam around, I realized it was the first time I’d ever gone skinny dipping.
Then the girls joined me, and I almost gave in to them.
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nbsp; Hard to say no to anything when you’re getting a double-handjob from two gorgeous women.
Luckily Alexa arrived back in time to save me from myself, and insisted I try to sleep some more.
I was getting tired of sleeping, but I did it anyway.
When I woke again I had enough points for five more conversions.
Not long after I’d finished with these, the twelve I’d converted earlier woke up and Alexa drove them to the Northern Realm.
I stood on the dock, watching her go until the boat disappeared from sight, then went inside and just stood there, looking at the houseful of girls I had left to convert, and shook my head.
I didn’t know what past-me had done to deserve this, but I was sad I’d never get a chance to thank him for it.
54
The days blurred into sex with beautiful women and sleep.
I wasn’t complaining.
Then right around the time I expected Alexa to arrive back with the boat to pick up the latest batch of elves, I got a call from her on comms instead.
There was trouble in paradise, an unwanted visitor who wouldn’t leave, and they needed me.
Only problem was, I didn’t have a boat to get to them, and things were too sticky for one of them to come pick me up.
Instead of going to either of the two land-based portals I knew of and risk wandering around lost in an unfamiliar realm for eternity as I hadn’t known about waypoints then, I had a better idea: rent a boat.
But despite being Santa Claus, ironically I was still quite poor.
I did have a credit card, however.
Negative points, negative energy… now probably negative net worth. Again.
I drove to a charter company that Yelp said was the cheapest and used my credit card to get the biggest boat I could afford.
Which turned out to be the smallest boat the charter company had.
“1500 dollars?” I asked, incredulous. “I only need it for a few hours.”
The guy behind the counter, an old sailor-type with a grizzled, sun and wind-worn face and scraggly beard, simply shrugged.
Not sure how I’d pay the bill when it came, I let him charge my card, and took off in my new boat toward the Atlantic, and the portal to the Northern Realm.
