The Workshop

Down on the workshop assembly line, some elf girls were already drunk on Christmas spirit (and regular spirits). The finest Christmas booze stolen from Santa's office was supplying the party and the leader of the party, senior office elf Gloria Goodspirit, sent shot after shot down the line. Which the elf girls voraciously downed.

Hard-bopping Christmas music blared from the radio. Music with heavy beats, made the nymphs tingle with excitement. The crowd was growing more frustrated with each song telling them how naughty things get under the mistletoe. Finally one of the elf girls blurted out what they were all feeling:

"Fuck! I can't stand this anymore." Joy, one of the elves in the crowd threw her glass down "If I don't ride on something hard soon I'll die!" the overdramatic she-elf proclaimed.

"We need boys! Or toys!" They began chanting together in unison.