Mrs. Claus feels ignored and lonely during the cold Christmas nights. Her curvy body aches for desire, but Santa's focus drifts elsewhere.

Enter Rupert, the mischievous elf with eyes full of naughty intentions. He watches her in secret, imagining the forbidden pleasures they could share.

In the heart of Santa’s workshop, away from prying eyes, the tension builds. Rupert sneaks closer, his hands eager to explore every inch of her ripe flesh.

Mrs. Claus, desperate for relief and craving excitement, doesn’t resist his advances. Their secret encounters grow bolder, fueled by the thrill of danger and raw lust.

Will you help Rupert fulfill his wild desires and make Mrs. Claus moan under the mistletoe?. Experience an adult Christmas fantasy filled with milf seduction, blowjobs, and naughty elf escapades.

Christmas nights have never been this hot or forbidden. Dive into the nightmare before Christmas where Rupert’s hunger meets Mrs. Claus’ craving.

Unlock scenes full of big tits, passionate blowjobs, and seductive milf moments.

With the sun beating down, Betty lounges in skimpy bikinis close to Santa, their bodies glistening.

But the peaceful holiday scene shatters when The Puppeteer, a disgruntled old Santa employee with a twisted agenda, snatches Betty away. Without hesitation, The Puppeteer, a bitter ex-elf from Santa's workshop, kidnaps Betty to use her for his own desires.

Not just content with abducting her, The Puppeteer unleashes two dangerously seductive red-headed vixens, Holly and Jolly, to keep Santa distracted. The twin temptresses, Holly and Jolly, use every ounce of their sultry appeal to toy with Santa’s attention, leaving Betty at the Puppeteer’s mercy.

Meanwhile, behind closed doors, The Puppeteer indulges in his carnal desires with Betty. He claims Betty with a mix of force and twisted affection, their heated moments charged with electric tension.

Santa, torn between rescue and temptation, finds himself increasingly entangled in the seductive chaos. Caught between duty and desire, Santa’s thoughts spiral as the luscious redheads dismantle his concentration piece by piece.

This wild, raucous Christmas tale blends naughty humor with steamy animation, mixing beachside heat and chilly holiday vibes. It's a playful yet provocative romp where Christmas cheer gets tangled with temptation and mischief.

With Betty’s statuesque presence and the provocative dance of Holly and Jolly, the story weaves an irresistible tale of seduction and power.

Dive into this unforgettable holiday scenario where innocence is lost under the blazing sun, and the boundaries between pleasure and control blur. The stakes climb as Betty’s fate hangs in the balance and Santa’s resolve is tested in this electrifying Christmas fantasy.

In the heart of a brutal kingdom torn by war, a group of savage green monsters captured the voluptuous elf Deedlit. Dragged deep into their dark fortress, she becomes the target of their twisted desires.

These creatures, starved for pleasure after long months of denial, tear off her delicate garments with rough hands. Her tight pink pussy are mercilessly invaded by thick, throbbing green dicks.

Her muffled screams echo through the cold halls, but the monsters don’t stop. They ravage her ass and pussy in a brutal display of dominance. Deedlit’s luscious tits are grabbed and squeezed as she is overwhelmed.

When their savage gangbang reaches its climax, they unload torrents of hot, sticky cum all over her adorable face. The filthy bukkake covers her, leaving her gasping and drenched.

Watch every raw, unfiltered moment of this intense animation. From desperate blowjob pleas to brutal gangbang assaults, every filthy detail is captured.

Step into this ruthless world where innocence is shattered and lust reigns supreme. Unleash your darkest fantasies as you watch her endure torment and ecstasy alike.

Darci hits like a wet dream that crawled out of your teenage goth phase and learned how to fuck reality. Big tiddy, crow-winged, pointy-eared trouble walking through this moody Avalonian city where every alley feels like it smells of cold rain and dirty sex. She is this tall, black-lipsticked futa elf with thighs like religion and a cock that looks like it has its own backstory. Sometimes she just stands in the mirror of her crappy rented room, eye bags dark as ink, feathers twitching, and you feel how much she hates and loves her own body at the same time. The game lets you sit inside that body, inside her head, while she tries to pretend she is just another freak in a society full of polished liars and quiet monsters.

The first time you walk into the GothHouse, the place feels less like “home” and more like someone mashed a sex dungeon with a student dorm and forgot to clean up the energy. Those girls are not just NPCs, more like walking fetishes with their own scars. There is that pale vampire-esque girl in the corner, huge tits squeezed in a corset that looks one breath away from breaking, who pretends not to stare at Darci’s bulge. Later, when you actually choose to follow her to the shared shower, the way the scene goes from awkward small talk to her on her knees, lipstick smeared on Darci’s shaft, water hissing over skin, feels messy in a good way. It is not some clinical porn flow. She gags once, laughs, then keeps going, and Darci’s crow instincts flare up, claws digging into tile, eyes glowing that sick underworld purple. The sex can switch from slow, clingy lesbian grinding to full-on “pin her against the wall and fuck her brains out” when Darci stops being scared of her own power and actually uses it. The game is at its best when it lets you drag that line between tenderness and corruption with one more thrust.

Funny thing, the story pretends to be about “finding her place in society”, but half the time you are just seeing how far you can push these girls before something breaks. There is that elf priestess type who looks holy until you get her alone behind the shrine and make her moan so loud it feels like prayer turned inside out. Darci buries her cock in her while feathers shed to the ground like black snow, and for a moment the underworld power pulses through both of them, giving you this tiny illusion of romance that the next scene absolutely ignores. Some conversations drag on too long, like the game is trying to be all deep and moody while you are just waiting to see if the big ass demon girl in the kitchen will finally bend over the table. She does, eventually, and the vision of Darci grabbing those wide hips, tits swinging, driving in hard while the demon girl laughs and claws at the wood, that wipes away most complaints. Not all, because yeah, sometimes the pacing stumbles and the “universe notes” feel like reading someone’s tumblr lore between jerk-off sessions. But then there is that quiet night where Darci, exhausted, curls around another goth girl in bed, both naked, soft boobs pressed together, dick resting lazy between warm thighs instead of pounding. It is almost sweet. Almost. Then she wakes up, remembers she is a half-crow freak with hellfire between her legs, and you go hunting again.