Noel and the day break

Noel lay in her bed completely uncovered trying to let the cool night air make her body stop its needs. She had done similar when trying to **** herself to stop eating late at night or go to bed early. Just lay there and make her body fall under her will. Anything she set her mind to was achievable. The piercing light of the day alerted her to her success of consciously keeping her body from moving an inch in a way she did not desire. She had won the 8-hour bout and was ready for another day of learning. She rubbed her tired eyes and made herself ready for school. First removing the soaking underwear from her body and making her way to the bathroom.

Grabbing her electric toothbrush she set to work putting an off-white paste on the bristles and letting the vibrating rod do its business. Her tongue danced around the shaft playfully as it played a two minute jaunty Christmas tune. Her head bobbed back and forth in time with the rhythm of Dashing Through the Snow. a sharp set of fingers latched into her hair pulling painful knots out all the while encouraging her effort. God was it nice to let go even if it only lasted two min- Her eyes snapped wide open and in the mirror she saw herself from a side profile going to town on what could be presumed a human cock with her hand atop a human, which welcomed her performance. The slutty Reindeer had gobs of white painting her lips and drool running down her bare tits. She gave a wink to herself as the vibrations in her mouth stopped and the cock erupted thick paste. Pulling herself free for only a moment she gave an innocently mirthful smile to herself. “Can’t wait to do it again tomorrow!” Noel heard the phrase echo in the empty bathroom. She did the only thing she could do in such a situation.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed. She screamed for hours and hours until thunderous footsteps made their way upstairs and the door was nearly ripped from its hinges had it not been for the lock she did not remember turning. “Noel What are you doing!? Are you okay?” illusion shattered “Y-yeah mom, was just a um roach.” god was that a lame excuse she would never believe- “I’ll call the exterminator. Just please next time just tell me. You nearly gave your mother a heart attack.” the footsteps fade away. Composing herself she looks at the mirror once more only to see herself in her birthday suit, one hand combing her hair and the other holding a now powered-down tooth brush. Her face was sloppy covered in drool and toothpaste. She tasted the paste and as would be expected it was peppermint flavored.

You enjoyed that. It was freeing. The red glow came from under her door. You should have left it unlocked. It would been quite the sight. Its way of speech took on a different tone. It was eerily normal like a filter only she was receptive to was placed over it. “Like H-heck I would do that. It would be so embarrassing." Yet, there are no issues with actually doing that. “Not listening” she washed her face of the mock Facial and got back to her senses, with a start like that she monitored her movements more closely. Why even bother putting anything on you’d have a lot more fun going like this besides saves a lot of time and laundry you hate doing. She ignored it’s silent intrusion as she reached for her Empty Hanger may as well go, Natural like the Angel intended

“Stop that!” the red object just floated there naturally as she **** herself to go for standard skirt and sweater combo “See, That's what I wanted to do” or is that just what you are normally told to do. Habits are a hard thing to break. It’s much like brainwashing. Do something enough and even the act of **** can become second nature. Distracted by the insane logic presented to her she began to don her attire.

“Those aren’t even in the same category. One is basic decency, the other is a lack of empathy.” True, maybe I jumped the gun there a bit. But my point still stands: it is the morals of others that dictates your actions. That is not what many would consider freedom. She hated that it had started to speak on an intelligible level. What changed from the night before? You seemed afraid of my approach before. Once again I am not here to **** anything. I am an outsider with a few abilities here to observe and grant your desires for our entertainment. My only desire is to let you taste the forbidden fruit you yearn for in a safe manner. The most I can say I've done is bring attention to more subconscious thoughts. “I Never asked for that!” _maybe not externally yet in that hospital, I saw your heart of hearts. The dreams you had in that Librarby surfaced and a yearning with it. intrigued I latched onto you. You are an odd girl Noel Holiday. A bundle of paradoxes shaped like a person. _She finished patting down her skirt and smoothing out her now oddly fitting sweater ready to greet the school day. “We’ll If you don’t mind, would you please leave me alone? Please?” Understood

and like that, it was gone. “That was…easy?” her eyes traced the room for any sign of the glow only to find her room as normal. Save for the disheveled clothes on the ground from last night which she promptly folded and put into her hamper like the good girl she was. As she made her bed she looked down to her wristwatch and nearly panicked. “Shoot I’m going to be late.”

Toast in mouth Noel ran as fast as her hooves could carry her. Backpack halfheartedly slung over her shoulder one hand fix her hair and toast firmly in mouth. She inwardly chuckled at how similar it was to one of her dating sims she borrowed from December. The only thing missing was-

Her head gracefully bounced upon the concrete and another **** struck her in the pelvis pinning her legs to the ground. “Ow.that really hurt.” head somewhat off kilter she started inspecting her surroundings. First and foremost antlers fine, second no bumps to her head. Third odd warmth at the front of her crotch and her rear felt cold. Wait no that was wrong. Her eyes darted down only to find a brown mat of hair was lodged between her thighs. A familiar white barrier was not in place. Before she could register everything fully Noel made a grievous mistake. “Are you okay?!” and with those words her fate was sealed. A pair of lips mashed up against her own massaged them in just a way and then the tip of the tongue hit the mark. Frustrated. Confused. Tired. Horny. All of these feelings gave way to the unintended oral and Noel Holiday was no more.

Noel was free. All the frustration of the past few hours melted away into sheer bliss her legs simply pulled them closer as she convulsed without remorse drowning her victim in torrent of fluids. Please just a little longer, I really needed this. Understood. Wait wha-

A pair of lips mashed up against her own massaged them in just a way and then the tip of the tongue hit the mark. Frustrated. Confused. Tired. Horny. All of these feelings gave way to the unintended oral and Noel Holiday was no more.

Noel was free. All the frustration of the past few hours melted away into sheer bliss; her legs simply pulled them closer as she convulsed without remorse, drowning them. Noel Holiday was losing it and she was uncertain she cared much. Time rewound again and she hit her orgasmic bliss once more. And again, and again, and again. How long had passed? Hours? Day? Did it even matter?