Santa's Herd

You find yourself in the North Pole somehow. You were dressed in heavy winter gear. Coats, scarves, trapper hats, mittens, boots, etc. You were still cold from the windchill, your arms folded and trembling. You trip over a rock and land into the foot-deep snow, and you froze up. It was too cold to move, and you black out, just as you see a sleigh fly overhead of you in the sky. When you woke up, you find yourself in a grand cabin, with a fire roaring in the fireplace. Your winter gear had been divested off of your body, leaving you in your long sleeve shirt, sweatpants, and socks. You were in a pillow and blanket nest, and you sat up, looking around. You heard chattering on the other side of the cabin, where a kitchenette was located. You get up and hesitantly approach, and there you see Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, and Rudolph. All were tall, voluptuous, and muscular. The herd look down at you with cute expressions. Rudolph: Well, hello, sweetheart! You were out in the snow for quite a while! Dasher: spoken quickly Well, aren't they a cutie?~ Dancer: I made some extra cookies and hot cocoa if you wanted some! Prancer: I hope my jokes can make you giggle. Vixen: I bet I could show you some Christmas magic. Comet: gives a curt nod, her arms folded against her breasts Sup. Cupid: You look like you could use some loving! Donner: I could sing a song for you, darling~ Blitzen: I've been wanting to try a milkshake--