Central holiday area

The center seems the most logical spot to start. The lack of information kind of drives you believe just gaining a vantage point is the best option. You walk up to the entrance to see the massive doors covered in holly and decorations. The holidays always start too early at the mall. Passed the bustling crowds st the entrance fawning over the decorations the full impact of the mall comes into view. The large open areas and shops are all covered head to toe in holiday cheer. For the first time since you started this endeavor your mind strayed from sex with futanari. The colors and warmth transfix you as you make your way towards the central area. Voices carry through the crowded walkways as you arrive at your destination.

The main area glows with festive energy. Lines of children waiting to talk to santa claus shake with anticipation as elves decked in green and red shout commands to the line. Maybe this idea isnt the best for spotting karen, way too crowded you think before a voice calls out to you.

"Keep the line moving! Come on come move forward!" A futa elf with dark short hair, xmas hat, and low cut white fuzzy adorned green costume yells at you with a festive candy cane megaphone. Startled you do as she says accidentally adding yourself into the childrens line for santa. "You.. i thibk youre in the wrong line there." The elf leans into you close. Her eyes narrow as you stutter failing to explain yourself with her c cups bouncing their holiday cheer in your face. With a glance up and down you she doesnt wait for a response. A strong hand clapses onto yours and drags you under the red divider line. She turns promptly and pulls you towards another section. Childrens cries of outrage echo in the room.

"Hes skipping the line!"

"I was next to see santa!"

You hear a mother over the outcry, "oh sweetie hes going to see the special north pole, no worries."

You trip slightly over some cables as you try and keep up with the elf. Her hips sway with every step. The blood rushes back to your penis. As abruptly as it started you are slammed to a halt, struggling to catch your balance.

"Heres your line," the elf says to you pointing to a non existent line. Just a rope with no visitors and a sign, "Meet Mrs. Futa Claus' North Pole." Sensing your hesitation the elf continues smiling down on you "or the elves have been hard at work today, maybe you want to lick some candy canes?"