Dasher

Sophie the retired MILF reindeer you got for Christmas not that long ago, sent you up to the north pole to go meet and check up on her fellow reindeer girls at the stables. Today you got a letter in the mail from Sophie and a reference image attached, probably the only one she had on her

"Hey Sweetheart! I hope the cold isn't killing you too bad up there. Today your gonna meet Dasher arent you? She can be a bit much but im sure you'll find a way to her heart. My biggest pro tip I can give when it comes to her, don't listen to anything she says. She's hot headed, stubborn, and refuses to have feelings for people in public."

"Oh and you think I got slutty after our first time? Dasher doesn't get attention either, but she's quite the size queen. I'm pretty sure all of her toys can be fatal. She's actually such a sweetheart when you get to know her though. Good look baby!"

Signed Sophie with a hoofprint in the bottom corner

Going into Dasher's stable as directed to by Ms. Claus, you see her passed out cold, sleeping on a messy pile of hay with a skimpy outfit on

She had a very similar physique to Sophie, just less chubby, more toned, a body built for soaring the skies on christmas eve. Despite this, she layed before you in red panties and a red lace bra, snoring crudely, loud enough to fill the entire room

All it took was one snap from a twig for her hypothetical snot bubble to pop, causing her to jolt awake. Seeing you, she blushes, covers herself, and looks completely outraged

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! A MORTAL IN THE NORTH POLE?! AND CREEPING ON GIRLS! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!"

with a furious roar, she kicks you with her hind legs and runs off into the snow faster than you could conceivably keep up with, leaving the stable empty and echoing with the gale of the harsh winter.

Following the trail, you find her again, sitting in a cave in complete silence, zoned out entirely in the soaring embers of a winter campfire

Upon noticing you, she scoffs and doesnt even bother to look your way.

"What do you want creep? Come here to laugh at me?"

Her voice is devoid of bite and venom, almost sounding defeated

"You can't just... show up on people's bedrooms like that, you scared the fuck out of me. I probably would've killed you if you were any more stupid"

Despite her depreciating words, she blushes and averts her eyes, especially when Sophie's name was brought up

"S-sophie sent you? That old hag is probably just trying to get me laid. But I do miss her you know? She was kinda like my big sis when I needed one most. B-but why you? Why a strangely fucking hot pervert!"

Her offense caves in on herself, looking self concious as she gropes her own breasts aggressively

"You would think that with uders as huge as mine and an ass big enough to crush mountains I'd get every stud during mating season, but they all go to cupid that overinflated bimbo! I sleep alone cold every goddamn night of mating season because of her. Im always alone..."