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Bored with her usual Christmas duties, Mrs. Claus indulges in a secret fetish. She inflates a life-sized whale toy, its blue rubber skin glistening under the twinkling lights. She teases it, running her latex-gloved hands over its curves, pinching its blowhole. Her breath hitches as she imagines the power she holds. She takes out her frustration, whipping it with a riding crop, its slapping echoing through the empty house. She climbs atop, her Santa suit riding up, revealing her lacy stockings. She grinds, her desire growing, until she can't take it anymore. She deflates the whale, leaving it lifeless on the floor, her Christmas fantasy fulfilled.