Christmas in Autumn~!

		It was late, nearly 11:30 pm on Christmas Eve, most good little boys and girls were already tucked in, laying in bed, some still awake and chattering amongst their siblings. Some, already fast asleep in dreamland, and just a few were currently being put to bed, ready to sleep until Santa's presents would have been delivered. Of course, there were those few, naughty Children who stayed up and didn't go to bed, some because they couldn't sleep, others because they didn't want to. A cute, sweet and innocent feline named Autumn, would be sitting on the couch in the living room. She was the former, being unable to sleep, as she was too excited. She was 11, and still believed in Santa Claus, and was hoping she'd get a chance to meet him. But, as time continued to tick on, the only person she got a chance to 'meet', was her father Ivan.

	He walked out of his room, only wearing boxers, thinking Autumn had long since gone to bed. When he saw her there on the couch, bouncing all giddy like, he let out a soft, almost anticipating sigh. He spoke out, looking at her with a stern expression. "And just what do you think you're doing up this late, sweetie?" She gasped, covering herself with a blanket on the couch and giggling, before replying in her sweet, honey laced voice. "Nuh-uh, I'm not up! I'm just a ghost! Autumn said she's sleeping in her room right now!" This brought a chuckle from both of them, before Ivan walked over and removed the sheet, rubbing her head softly and smiling. The tuxedo print cat walked over to the kitchen and grabbed two mugs, prepared to make something for the both of them.

	"Alright then," He spoke, defeated and accepting her presence. "How about I make us some Hot Chocolate before we go back to bed, hmm?" As he pulled out the cocoa, he noticed a small bottle he had put up there before, as the night he received it quickly replayed in his mind. In it, were two kinds of pills. A green one, and a blue one. He got them from a co-worker who likely was to deal in some... less than legal acts. The blue one was designed to create a state of sleepiness, tired and drowsy, but not quite enough to make you fall asleep. It was more for relaxing one's muscles to the point they wouldn't fight back. The green, however... Hoo boy, this one was designed to simulate a natural, and fierce heat in anyone who took it. Males who ingested it would become twice as potent, and remain horny for hours, also feeling almost as sensitive and pleasurable as some more powerful drugs on the back market. For females, they'd become far more lustful, their crotch would become quire puffy and leaky, as heat might cause, as well as the increased likelihood of being knocked up. The bonus, however, was stretch. It would help the muscles around both the anus in both, and pussy in females, become far more resilient to being stretched to its limit.

	"Hot cocoa sounds great dad! I promise I'll go to bed after that!" She said, trying not to make her lie too obvious. Ivan then, had a thought : 'Oh, you'll be going to bed after... My bed that is.' It wasn't that he had these thoughts often, oh no. Tonight, however, he had been in a very naughty mood, touching himself the entire time, before having come out to grab a simple drink. The more he thought about how this could play out, the more he throbbed. He hadn't even noticed how hard he was in his boxers now, leaking at the tip as he produced two mugs of hot chocolate, one being stirred with a cute Rudolph spoon, along with one of each pill, and the other with a Frosty spoon, and only a green one being placed in it. As he mixed them till they melted, he came back out, and sat next to his daughter. She had taken notice to his crotch, but simply giggled at it, unsure why it looked so funny.

	She took no time to quickly down her hot drink, giving an audible 'Ah' when she did. Ivan had also finished his rather quickly, antsy on the couch as he relaxed against the cushions, sitting close to his daughter. She had looked over at his crotch a number of times, giggling each time she saw it twitch, and still unsure of what it was, and why it was doing that, as she only really had her own slit to go off of. About 10 minutes had passed of them chatting, Ivan asking what she was hoping to get from Santa, and what her classmates had wanted. It was nice they still had a bond while she had grown older, but it was likely that soon she'd be in her rebelious phase. Once those 10 minutes had passed, Ivan would feel quite a quick jolt to his crotch, looking down as he was throbbing VERY hard now, even slipping out of the opening as his half feline, half canine cock eagerly pulsed. He quickly loved over at Autumn, wondering if she was.

	Sure enough, the young feline was slouched back into the couch, panting hotly, and looking over at her daddy. There was a scent in the air, slipping into each breath of hers, the smell of her father's thick, pulsating length. It drove her mind into a fit, wondering why it smelled so... tasty~. Ivan didn't seem to wait, scooting as close as he could, before putting a hand behind her head, and slowly guiding her down. "Come here," he started, his voice dripping with lust. "Come here and lay your head on Daddy's lap, like you used to." She opened her mouth as she got there, taking a not so subtle lick along the top side of it once she was there, the slightly salty taste making her do it again, before idly sucking on the middle of the shaft from its side. It felt so much better than any attention he'd ever gotten down there, perhaps the green pill was WAY better than he had hoped. After a moment, he'd slip his hand into her pajamas, and her panties, to feel how hot her folds were. Those lips certainly felt swollen and steamy, sopping wet from a clearly forced heat, giving her father a chance to pull his hand up and take a lick of her juices.

	After that one lick, the position changed. Ivan had gotten up, and taken off his boxers, looming over Autumn with a naughty grin, reaching down to her and removing her cloth prison, encasing her body and preventing her father from getting a good view. He did, however, leave her underwear on, such cute, white panties with a pink bow at the top? A sign of innocence he couldn't take away. It also made what he was about to do seem that much more taboo, as he kneeled down in front of her, licking his lips. "How are you feeling, Princess?" He sounded so much further gone now, paws rubbing over her thighs as he spoke, her only responses were soft moans, and the occasional 'daddy' under her breath. Was the dose really that strong? He might be able to go all the way with her on night one! Talk about a great Christmas present!

	The tuxedo cat moved the sweet white panties over just a bit to expose his daughter's soft, puffy, and hot pussy, quickly latching his lips to them and sloppily letting his tongue reach in. One of the benefits to having a more canine tongue meant more slobbery, and less rough licking, making a very intense feeling for his virgin Princess. His lips continued to kiss, making out with her lower quarters deeply, and enjoying the taste, all while she began moaning out louder and louder with each second, the strong make out happening accompanied by the overwhelming addition of both the pill, and her lack of experience, constantly increasing. Her father pulled back after a bit, slowly standing up and kneeling on either side of her on the couch, grinding his hot, hard length against her face. "Hey, Hey baby girl?" He shuddered as he spoke, her soft cheek like a cloud designed to be teased against. "Lick daddy~ Lick his big lollipop all over! Make it leak cream on you!"

	She didn't understand what he meant by cream, but she found her tongue already dragging along the underside, leaving a soft trail of saliva up from the base to the tip. Her lips kissed the tip a few times before a hand slipped to her head once again, guiding her towards the tip and bobbing her head down, pushing a few inches in at a time, letting her drool and slobber all over it. Feeling something hard poking at her throat was a bit uncomfortable at first, but all she could think about was how to please her father, and how good it felt to be touched. Sure enough, after a few moments of pushing her a bit further, he'd plunge her head down, all 8 inches throbbing in the back of her throat, pulsating as the swelling knot pushed in as well, only to be yanked out shortly after. Autumn was left coughing, and panting hotly before reaching herself up, looking at her father with lust driven eyes, and a paw reaching back to him obediently.

	Seeing this, Ivan was left with only once thing he could do. He planned to claim her, and fill her with his warm, thick seed. He'd waste no time adjusting himself to her body, before grabbing her and rolling over, know forcing her to sit in his lap. "Lets bounce you on Santa's lap~" He said with a coy grin. Hearing him say Santa began messing with her young, drug addled mind. She no longer saw her father, per say, but her visualization of Santa, the old white feline with overgrown fur along the underside of his muzzle, his soft blue eyes, that red and white hat and gown, only to give a lick to his lips, before she'd feel those panties of her pushed aside once more, and a sharp, but pleasing poke to her nethers. 

	She was far more prepared than any other 11 year old would have been, as nearly 5 inches sunk into her without resistance, leaving a loud moan to fill the room from both parties! Her eyes rolled back, as did Ivan's as they began rolling hips in a nice, rhythmic motion. Her father rolling up and down, while Autumn rolled back and forth, letting inch after inch sink in and out of her folds, until the knot began kissing her lips with every intention to barge past. The passion was overwhelming, and just as they had begun getting really into the sensations, the adult found himself at his limit, edging only long enough to look her in the eyes, and pull his daughter into a deep, passionate kiss. It was all surprising, all sudden, as the last feeling for either of them before their orgasm was a unified 'pop'.

	There it was, Santa had knotted her! Santa had knotted that soft feline pussy! Autumn wasn't sure what this feeling was specifically, but it was the best she'd ever felt, as her body caved, climaxing all over the mythical Christmas legend's crotch fur. At the same time, her gift-giving saint Nick was flooding her now very fertile womb with thick ropes of spunk, leaving her a nice, full litter of kits within her belly, riding out the sensations and using his paws to keep her nice and tightly against him. The night was still, their orgasms not stopping, pleasure riddling their brains until they began to let it fall off, ever so slowly. Autumn's other pill had fully settled in now, on top of her exhaustion, and brought her to a nice, soft sleep. Ivan, who now had a sleeping princess tied to his dick, simple panted and chuckled, lifting her up and staying inside of her, as to not leak any of their juices. 

	He carried her off to her room, and laid in her bed, lining up and gently tugging his cock out of her stretchy slit, leaving just a little stream of thick, white, potent spunk to leak onto the bed, with a towel quickly placed underneath. Ivan's mind still swam with the needy desire to do more, but he had presents to wrap before his little angel awoke. He wondered how he would explain why she had left the bed a sticky wet mess, but figured he could cross that bridge then he approached it. Until then, it was time to work. The next morning, the kitten's father was on the couch, completely asleep, and Autumn was waking up in her bed. Her paws reached down to feel her panties soaking wet, with something sticky, and seeing the mess on the bed from what leaked out. Immediately, she recalled riding on Santa's lap, and kissing him, and his cock, and all of it, but only ever placing him at the scene in her mind.

	As she rushed downstairs, keeping the mess there, she quickly nudged her father, giggling as he opened his eyes slowly. "Look, look daddy!" She nearly screamed with excitement. "Santa gave me a present! Santa gave me lots of fun touches last night with his big red lollipop!" Ivan realized immediately what she was saying, and simply smiled. He'd gotten away with it, and simply closed his eyes again, wondering when she would rush over to the tree and open her presents. "Hey Daddy~?" Once more she whispered in his ears. "Can I play the game I played with Santa last night with you?"