Star Hunter panted heavily as he carried a large brown cardboard box into the school gymnasium, the snow falling off his black steel toe boots as he did so leaving a wet trail behind him. His jeans were wet from the legs all the way to the ankles making them feel all the heavier. Despite the howling winds and snow drifts outside, Hunter had only a red baseball jacket on to protect his upper body from the weather. No mittens or gloves to protect his light brown skin or a winter hat to keep the snow out of his darker brown hair. And perhaps that was for the best because right now he was feeling incredibly warm. Not because the school’s heater was on full blast, however that might have been a factor, but because he was doing the majority of the work himself to help with the Christmas Food Drive.

Now Hunter had not been the only one to sign up for this. However, certain factors had caused the school’s primary seven helpers to become absent leaving a majority of the work to fall on his tired shoulders. Since it had happened so suddenly as well as at the worst possible time, getting additional help would have been a waste of time. This left Hunter with the job of going to all the collection locations, loading the donations in the pickup truck his grandfather had gifted him, bringing them back to school, and then putting them all into the gym for the last two days. Now he was responsible for all of it until the charity could distribute them to needy families in Canterlot and beyond. So, yeah, Hunter was feeling the burn.

Around him were piles of cardboard boxes stuffed with food, the bleachers having been pushed back against the wall to make as much room as possible. To help with the organization, all of the boxes had been labeled. The ones closest to the doors contained things like pasta, cereal, and rice while the ones in the back were the canned goods. Soups, beans, vegetables, and so on were all neatly stacked in front and on top of the stage and the farthest away from the entrance. This…was really his poor planning.

As Hunter moved the last of the heavy boxes, he glanced over in the direction of the only other person who had signed up to help. Wallflower Blush stood by a table, dressed in her normal brown sweatshirt and jeans, as she paused halfway in the gift wrapping of toys to look up at Hunter as he passed by. Smiling softly, Wallflower reached over to the camera she always kept with her and began taking pictures of him hauling the heavy load across the gym for the yearbook. Why she needed so many pictures of him doing the same thing over and over again, he had no idea. But at least she was offering a hand, taking in the lighter boxes and keeping him company when he was taking a break.

Looking at the green freckled face of Wallflower as she lowered the camera to smile, Hunter felt himself blush a little. Ever since he had come to Canterlot High he had a crush on her. The two of them had been pretty much outcasts of sorts, him having moved to Canterlot a week before his freshman year started and her being that girl who just blended into the background. But he noticed her all the time, seeing how adorable she was when no one else was looking and hearing her amazing singing voice when no one else did. Hunter didn’t care that her breasts weren’t as well developed as some of their other classmates or anything else like that really, she was fine just the way she was. It wasn’t until their sophomore year that he had resolved to talk to her and get to know her better, but for some reason he never did. Why Hunter kept backing down, he could not remember why. All he could remember was getting psyched to talk to her and then he was in a different hallway all by himself with no clue as to how he got there.

Now he was in his Senior year things had certainly changed. After so many failed attempts, Hunter moved on. Thankfully asking the adorkable Moondancer out did not result in the same memory problems and the two had been dating for years now. Despite being together for so long, they had only been sexually active since early in the fall with Moondancer giving him her virginity for his eighteenth birthday. It seemed like they both enjoyed that gift very much because it had changed them in a way neither ever imagined. Nothing seemed to have changed while they were in public, but whenever they got the chance they would see what else they could do to make the other feel good and ending the night cuddling in the nude while reading a good book. It was while they were exploring new things to try out that they stumbled upon the newly formed Clocktower Society, a secret kink club, which they leapt at the chance to join. Within those underground halls, they played out their fantasies with Hunter as the dom and Moondancer as his adorable submissive. What was an actual surprise for Hunter when they started was that Moondancer open to the idea of a harem as long as it she was comfortable with the other girls and he didn’t forget about her.

Imagine his surprise when he saw Wallflower bound to the wall within the Society, completely naked (a sight he had only ever been able to imagine before) except for a gag and a blindfold. Such mouthwatering temptation this was. Whenever he came across her, Wallflower was always bound and blindfolded. Sometimes her arms and legs would be chained to a wall, spread out so doms could do whatever they wanted with her. Other times she would be stuck in a wall by her waist. There were even times when she could be seen in the Cum Dumps, sitting right in front on one of the many Iron Thrones to suck on the doms cocks while the other sub licked the dom’s anus. Despite this, however, he had been unable to have a scene with her. It had been made clear to him and many of the other members by the seven girls who were in charge that Wallflower wished for public use only. Which was a shame because Moondancer liked how she tasted, mentioning how she would have been down with Wallflower as her slave sister. Until she changed her mind, all Hunter could do was make use of her when she was available.

“Looking good Hunter,” said Wallflower as several more clicks echoed in the gym.

“Thanks,” came his grunted reply as Hunter continued on. He must have stepped in a puddle of slush because a moment later his right foot went sliding in front of him while his left remained planted where it was. The end result nearly caused him to fall on his face head first into the box he was carrying. Heart pounding faster than ever while adrenaline flowing through his veins Hunter managed to right himself just in the nick of time, quickly moving forward in a very awkward way that only Pinkie Pie would think was natural.

“Oh god! Are you ok?” shouted Wallflower seconds after it was over. Hunter turned to see her rushing over, a worried look over her face. Despite the pain in his back and his insides all curled up, Hunter did his best to give her a reassuring smile.

“No harm done,” he said as he turned to continue putting away the last box as Wallflower now walked at his side. Together they walked to the end and she watched him as he slowly put the box down with a worried look on her face.

“How about you take a break for a while?” she suggested while gently placing a hand on his back. At first, Hunter wanted to argue and say that he was fine even though his back hurt like all hell. That he would push through the pain so they could make the deadline in time. After all, wasn’t helping the less fortunate more important than his own personal well being? However, as a dom he had been taught to know when to call it quits even outside of the scenes. Even if it were for a noble cause, pushing himself like that was just plain reckless. There was still plenty of time and he would be no good to anybody if he passed out or collapsed on the job.

“Alright,” he said before the two walked over to Wallflower’s workspace. As Hunter sat down on a nearby chair he couldn’t help but notice the…quality of Wallflower’s wrapping. It wasn’t as clean or as smooth as other wrappings he had seen in his life as clearly too much wrapping paper had been used causing the sides to bulge slightly. Lines of tape could easily be seen and in some spots here or there he could see that some of the paper had been placed on it to cover a tear like a bandaid.

Wallflower must have noticed him staring for she suddenly looked embarrassed. “Sorry about this,” she muttered as she went back to her wrapping, her messy green hair casting a shadow over her face as she did. “I never really had the chance to do this a lot.”

“It’s the thought that counts,” said Hunter instantly. “Besides, I don’t think the kids who get these gifts are really going to care all that much how they were wrapped.” At that, Wallflower suddenly looked up at him with a startled expression on her face which slowly melted into a smile.

“Thanks,” she said as she went back to work. There were a few where neither of them talked, both looking awkward as the only sounds heard were the cutting of paper and the zipping of tape before Wallflower spoke up again. “So, ah, how are things with Moondancer? Are you two going to be together for the holidays?”

“Things are good,” said Hunter truthfully. “But, no, we won’t be able to spend any time together. She’s on a cruise with her older sister for the holidays and won’t be back until after school starts back up.” This wasn’t completely true. Yes, things were still going strong with Moondancer but she was not on a cruise, but she was on a trip. With the Clocktower Society still being something new, there was work that needed to be done. The ancient caves where the Society lay hidden weren’t suitable for some fantasies, so expanding outside of them was needed. So they had to get creative, finding isolated spots around the world and creating portals to take them there. How they were able to do this, Hunter had no idea. But he did know that the Society had started with a portal to the island where their class had been shipwrecked on during the last spring break. Right now Moondancer was with her sister, transforming the island into a perverted paradise. The idea was simple: half of the island would be used as a hunting ground were doms could capture willing subs and do some realistic slave role play while the other half would have tentacles. Maybe more would be added, but only time would tell.

As for why Hunter didn’t tell her this, it was more for her benefit since she didn’t want to know who was using her. If he admitted to her that he and Moondancer were members, she might start wondering if they were the ones feeling her up or fucking her. That might hurt her illusion.

“So you’re going to be alone?” she asked with a hopeful tone. Hunter nodded causing the girl to blush. “Same here! My parents and sister are going out of town and they sort of forgot to invite me…again. So maybe we could be alone together?” Her eyes suddenly widened, dropping her scissors as she covered her mouth quickly. “Oh my god, that came out wrong. I meant as friends. Just as friends. You know, two friends keeping each other company so they’re not alone during the holidays and…and I’ll just shut up now before I make a complete fool of myself.”

“Hey,” said Hunter as he got up and walked over to her. Once he was close enough, Hunter brought her into a light hug. “It’s alright. It’s alright. I wouldn’t mind spending the holidays with a friend.” Being slightly shorter than he was, Wallflower looked up into his eyes. For a moment, Hunter found himself unable to read her expression before it shifted into a nervous smile.

“Are you sure?” she asked lightly. “I mean, I don’t want you to go out of your way for someone like me.”

Hunter nodded. “Yeah, of course. My mom always makes way too much food anyways in case my other relatives make a surprise visit. It’ll be nice to have you over.”

Once again, Wallflower’s expression was unreadable as they stood there so close. Slowly her arms moved towards him as if to return the hug…or to perhaps push him away. Whatever the case, the two were interrupted as Sunset Shimmer and her friends entered the gym. Out of instinct, Hunter and Wallflower pulled apart from each other as they turned to look at the seven girls who all looked like they had been through hell. Each of the seven were slumped over with small bags under their eyes while their clothing (even Rarity’s) looked disheveled and ragged. None of them looked like they had much energy left including Pinkie Pie!

“What happened to all of you?” asked Wallflower as she approached Sunset who fell on her knees.

“Oh nothing much,” replied the fiery haired girl with a forced smile. “Just another case of Equestrian magic taking over another lonely teenager.”

“It was really fun,” said Pinkie as she too forced herself to smile. However it didn’t really do much seeing that her hair was completely flat and her friends were giving the two the stink eye. “Apparently this girl who was having a crappy Christmas decided that if she wasn’t going to have a good holiday then nobody could. So she used her magic to bring out every character who had ever tried to destroy or ruin Christmas to life. Turns out there are a LOT. We fought Grinchs, Supervillains from the Golden Age of comics, Saturday morning cartoon villains, and so on. The only one who we didn’t fight was Scrooge since he really never wanted to destroy Christmas, he just thought it was a waste of time and money so he left us alone to brood in a corner. Then she brought to life Santa’s sleigh so she could then use her magic to steal people’s joy. But we were saved by shoving in a friendship lesson at the very end. Only problem was that we ended up in the northern part of Canada. So Sunset and Twilight managed to figure out how to create a magical portal using all of our gems, sending us all to Equestria! It was super draining but worth it to be a pony and meet myself. We got to share cupcake recipes! It was the greatest Christmas adventure ever told!” She then leaned over to Wallflower and loudly whispered to green girl “I got to see Dr. Claw’s face.”

“Except for the end part where the portal opened in a wrecked castle. Then we had ta’ walk through an evil forest to find help,” grumbled Applejack as she crossed her arms, looking sullen.

“Or the part where we had to fight giant Nazi rats and a creature who was made completely out of icky bugs,” added Rarity with a shudder.

“And it’s not like we were the ones who really convinced her to change,” finished Rainbow Dash with a massive frown. “It was the three spirits of Christmas who did it. We were just there along for the ride.”

“At least we made it back in time to help with the charity drive,” finished Twilight. After she said this, Hunter watched as Fluttershy lightly tapped her friend’s shoulder to get her attention. Once she had it, all it took was a slight gesture around the room to see that they were not in time at all. “Really, you got all of this done? By yourself?”

“It was no big deal,” replied Hunter modestly, trying to make the others feel better. Judging by the guilty look on their faces it didn’t work. Either it was because of this unnecessary adventure that forced Hunter to do all their work or that Christmas might have been ruined anyways for the needy had others not picked up the slack. Maybe even a combination of both. Thinking fast, Hunter quickly added with a nervous smile “I think we might need some more help with the gift wrapping. Then maybe we could get a line set up? You know, for the distribution.”

It was later in the following week which found Hunter driving slowly up a deserted road leading into the heavily wooded area two hours from Canterlot. The roads were heavy with snow which fell all around his pick-up truck, windshield wipers moving at overtime to keep his visibility at its highest. While the heavy snow made him nervous, the lack of any other source of light added to the knot growing in his chest. So far from the city he was that there was no a single shining beacon before him. No a home, building, tower, or even the moon which was covered by the clouds creating the winter wonderland around him. His only light were his headlights shining on the barely paved roads as well as the snow covered trees.

While he was far and away from civilization, he thanked his lucky stars that he was still getting a signal to his smartphone whose GPS he was following. Why Sunset Shimmer had sent him an email inviting him to a Christmas party so far away was beyond him. If it was something important she could have talked about it over the phone or on Discord. And if it had something to do with his work with Clocktower they could have easily talked about it down there! It was only because he trusted her that he was doing this on faith alone. Albeit he did tell his parents and Moondancer where he was going just in case.

After several more minutes of driving, his GPS told him to turn onto the first road in far too long. A wooden overhead sign declared that he was entering Freepine Resort. Then it took another two miles driving through the forest before Hunter saw the lights coming out of the windows in the distance. As he got closer, Freepine Resort seemed like a very odd name. The place looked like one of those old style bed and breakfast locations set in an old Victorian style home. It was large, standing at least three stories from what he could see with a large porch and something that looked like a tower on its side. At least that’s how it looked to him. If there was a term for it, he had no idea. The light shone brightly through the large bay windows, spilling onto the cars in the driveway, adding to the light already present, a few he recognized as belonging to Sunset’s friends. Were they all here as well?

Shrugging, Hunter parked his car as close as he could to the front door before getting out. Once outside the car everything was deathly silent, not even a sound coming from the house before him. Probably due to the cold and the hour as he expected most animals wouldn’t brave this sort of weather unless they had to. But it did give the place a feeling of isolation as if it were cut off from the rest of the world.

A pull cord hung beside the door, and while he waited for someone to answer, he took a moment to study the stained glass image of a large grandfather clock. Or was it something else? In any case he was not kept waiting too long because the door soon opened with Sunset standing at the entrance wearing a long red robe with white trim, looking very much like Santa’s coat that covered her from the neck down.

“I was starting to get worried,” she said as she ushered Hunter inside. Hunter felt the heat of the place wash over him, the feeling of dozens of pinpricks against his skin for a moment as he entered the entrance hall. As he did Hunter couldn’t help but notice over a dozen shoes laying out in the open.

“What’s going on?” he asked as he unzipped his jacket before stooping to remove his boots, setting them with the other shoes in the hall.

“Everything will be explained in the drawing room,” said Sunset Shimmer with a sly smile on her face. “How about you head down there while I put away your jacket. It’s the first set of double doors on your left just down the hall.”

Curiosity rising, Hunter slowly took off his jacket and handed it to her before heading down the slightly narrow hallway. It didn’t take him very long, only walking a couple of feet, before he came across large stained glass double doors with phony diamond handles. While he heard a rustle of motion on the other side, what caught his attention more, was the designs on these doors. It looked like several naked women in submissive poses, each one wearing collars around their necks.

With this, along with the stained glass image on the front door, an idea began to form in Hunter’s head about what was going on. His best guess was that this place was a recently purchased location of the Clocktower Society. Which made sense given how out of the way it was as well as how come he knew nothing about it. But before Hunter could ponder any more the doors before him opened to reveal a sight that would live with him until the end of time.

Before him was a large room with a fireplace so massive that several people could sit in front of it easily. Dozens of large logs were ablaze within that space, heating the room as the scent of burning pine filled his nose as the cracking drifted to his ears. Near the fireplace was a large, decorated Christmas tree whose needles had just begun to fall to the ground. Two figures stood near the tree while another sat on a stool near the empty bar that ran from where the tree was all the way to the opposite side of the room where Hunter stood. The rest of the people in the room were seated on red silken couches, all looking at him with pleased expressions on their faces. And all of them were mostly naked.

The two who were standing near the tree were Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. Fluttershy stood there looking a little bit nervous with only a pink Santa hat and coat on. The coat was left open, showing off her D-cup breasts as red and yellow ribbons criss-crossed around her form. One of the ribbons went right above her cunt with a bow on her hip. Hunter could also see that she was wearing a collar along with her cuffs, with golden heart shaped buckles on them. As for Rainbow, she had forgone the coat and hat in favor of a single purple bow in her hair. Purple and red ribbons decorated her body, ending with bows at the girls feet. Despite having the smallest breasts in the room, A-cups, they were perky with tiny bells clamped onto her nipples as she stood there proudly. She also had on the same collar and cuffs as her friend.

Sitting at the bar was Applejack who was wearing a green Santa hat, a matching coat, and green stockings that went all the way up to her thigh before ending in white fuzz. Like with Fluttershy the coat was open to show off her own impressive rack, a large C-cup. Yellow and red ribbons criss-crossed her body as she sat there, spread legged so that her pussy was fully on display, drinking a large tankard of cider. She too was cuffed and collared.

Gulping and glancing over at the couches, Hunter’s eyes fell on Rarity who was the most dressed out of all of them. The fashionista had on long, purple fingerless gloves that went all the way to her shoulder ending in white fuzz. Her purple tube top had similar white fuzz on the top and bottom, doing its best to hold in her mammoth E-cups. She unlike the rest didn’t have any ribbons on her body, but her short purple skirt was pooled at her feet while her red panties were pulled halfway down to give a clear view of her cunt. Sitting next to her was Twilight, who only had on a dark purple Santa coat which was been left open. Red and yellow ribbons decorated her body with a red ribbon running in-between her cunt lips. A large red bow was nestled between her own large C-cups and Hunter could see that she had both the largest as well as hardest nipples in the room. Pinkie Pie was also present, looking like she was doing her best no to bounce in her seat. She wore a light blue Santa hat, short matching coat, and little blue booties made of the same material. Yellow and red ribbons decorated her body, forming an X under her D-cups which jiggled as she did her best to stay in place. All three of them had on the same collars and cuffs.

On a separate couch sat a lone green skinned figure he knew very well: Wallflower Blush. Nervously she smiled as she sat there wearing a red Santa hat and matching coat. It too was open showing off red and orange ribbons on her body. Hunter noticed that her hair looked straighter than it normally did, as if it had been to a salon recently, as its strands went down her shoulders to land gently on her B-cups. One hand was reaching down her pussy, spreading her lower lips so that he could see into her passage.

“Wallflower,” gasped Hunter as he stared at the room. “Everyone. What’s going on here?”

“This?” came a purring voice behind him. Hunter turned around in time to see Sunset as she sneaked past him and entered the room. “This is a thank you party for you Star Hunter.” Once she got to the middle, she pulled out a pair of large yellow cat ears which she placed on her head before allowing her robe to fall off her slender form. She too was completely nude minus of the red and purple ribbons on her body. Right about her belly button there was a red bow attached with a small bell hanging underneath it. Hunter could also see that she had a yellow tail, most likely kept in place with an anal plug. Smiling in a cat like manner, Sunset stood there with her legs spread a little to show off drip dripping cunt as she placed a hand on her large C-cup breast. “And we are your gifts.”

Author's Note

Hello everyone. Time for some Terra Nova fun. The next chapter is up and ready but won't be out till this weekend. Or maybe sooner. Or later. Please stay safe and be good to each other