Trix, The Big Dick Christmas Elf

Trix, The Big Dick Christmas Elf

By Honey Moon

Part one

Trix sighed. She was having an unsightly problem right now that threatened to turn into a serious wardrobe malfunction. The pretty three foot tall blonde elf was secretly proud of her unusual figure. She did think her bust was rather too big for her slender frame though. While most elves were an apple cup, followed by peach, with a few oranges just to make things interesting, she had skipped right past grapefruit and edged into honeydew melon! Aside from Mrs. C, and humans didn't count, Trix had the biggest breasts in the North Pole.

It was a bit embarrassing at times. Many elves, including herself, loved a glimpse of “side boob” from time to time if you caught a glimpse while a friend wore a loose sleeveless top. Trix went well beyond that. She could feel eyes on her in the locker room whenever she lifted her arms while slipping into the tunic of her red plush work uniform. Her jiggling round orbs extended past her rib-cage by quite a margin. They were clearly visible from behind. She always blushed at the wolf whistles whenever the other elves noticed her displaying “back boob”!

It was just so ridiculous. Her arms didn't even hang straight down when she stood at rest. The size of her breasts caused them to point slightly back. It made her look like she was always thinking about copping a feel of her own firm round butt! It could be worse though. She could be, gasp, human! Perish the thought! Trix was just thankful that being an elf, she was spared the back aches and sore muscles a human girl would suffer lugging “The Girls” around.

Having an HDM cup came with another price. A steep one, as it turns out. As with many elves of generous bust, Mother nature had gifted her with something else. Since her breasts were so darn big, Mother Nature just had to be a real jerk while completing the package. Now we've come full circle. It was this “package” that was causing Trix no end of grief with her red satin skirt.

It wasn't the plush nap. It wasn't the snow white imitation fur at the hem. It wasn't that it hugged her firm ass cheeks so snugly. It was the alarming lump that arose whenever she let her mind wander while looking at another elf's bottom.

“Oh plum pudding!” she swore as she tried to will her engorged member down. It didn't work. Trix gasped when her sturdy red panties gave up the battle and tore with the sizzling sound of rending fabric. Suddenly, her cock was exposed. Trix swayed and nearly stumbled when the eighteen inch monster sprang out and pointed right at her friend and workmate. “Twinkle, you aren't wearing panties!” she wailed. “That's practically an invitation!”

Twinkle spun around and gasped when she saw what was aimed at her. She tugged at her skirt and heartily wished it were longer. “Why where you peeking at my posterior?” She cried, pale face suddenly a bright pink as her eyes were drawn to Trix's one eyed python. “Do you want the boss to put you on the naughty list?”

“No, of course not!” Trix said as she tried to hide her throbbing boner behind a Raggedy Ann doll. It was no use. The adorable little dolly couldn't distract from the eighteen inch, thick as a jugglers club, organ. “Well, not on purpose! Every time you bend over, well, it's not gonna be sugar-plums dancing in my head tonight!” Trix whimpered. Twice now, she had even caught a fleeting glimpse of Twinkle's lovely holly. It was so exciting to know that the wrapping matched the bow with that glorious fire-engine red bush!

“You just keep that yule log to yourself, okay?" Twinkle said nervously as she backed slowly away.

“It's your fault!” Trix whimpered. “You're tempting me!”

“No I'm not! I'm getting married New Year's eve, you know that! You also know how jealous my intended can get!”

Trix had never been this close to an exposed vagina before. Knowing she was just steps away from a lovely naked elf pussy was driving her crazy! It was making it rather difficult to think clearly. Her small stature wa

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