For people who don’t know my works: this short story is a backstory for one of my characters who appears in my series, Hunter’s Rise.

What you need to know about this universe is that it’s a modern world, similar to ours, but with monsters. Also, some monster hunters had been augmented with monster body parts to gain superpowers.

Winter didn’t like winter. Although her name was Winter Summers, she wasn’t fascinated by either of the seasons of her namesake. She was more into autumn and spring.

She was an emo girl. It began when she was thirteen. Her mother was still sure that it’s just a phase and won’t last long, but even at age eighteen, it was still not over.

Winter had pale skin and black hair with a few streaks of blue. Her clothes were the typical emo girl style, mostly black, tight-fitting, and covered in studs and chains.

Her parents weren’t home, but she was old enough to stay at home alone.

Winter was sitting on the couch, watching the TV in the living room. The news warned the people about the growing number of monsters and the monster attacks. In the end, they even advertised the Hunter Society Alliance and their High School.

The snow began to fall a while ago, but Winter found it weird how thick the layer of snow out there was, as if the snowfall itself put a special target on her home.

As she passed by the glass door that looked at their garden, she noticed something. A small snowman. It was made of three small snowballs.

But who? She didn’t go outside to build a miniature snowman. Maybe the neighbour kids?

She walked back to the living room. Winter knew that if something weird happens, it can mean monsters nearby. She didn’t want to risk anything so she chose to give a call to the HSA.

As she reached for the phone on the table, something struck the phone and pierced it to the table. It was an ice shard.

Winter turned around. The door was open wide and at least a dozen Snowmen were standing in front of her. Some of them were more human-shaped while others looked more classic with giant snowball bodies. But they had three things in common. Carrot nose with coal facial features and an erect cock sticking out of the snow monsters’ groin. She froze. She didn’t know what to do.

Before Winter could do anything, one of the Snowmen was beside her and hoisted her in the air. Then she was slammed onto the table.

“No!” she cried, “Let me go!”

A Snowman grabbed her arms while another did the same to her legs and then she was spreadeagled on the table.

The other snow monsters wasted no time and began to remove her clothes. The fabric stood no chance against the icy claws, ripping easily. Winter’s heart hammered in her chest, fear and adrenaline surging through her veins. She struggled, trying to break free, but their cold grip was unyielding.

“Please! Don’t do it!” Winter screamed, her voice trembling with terror as the snowmen continued to strip her. Despite her pleas, the cold, unyielding figures remained silent, their coal-black eyes seemingly devoid of emotion. The chilly air in the room bit at her bare flesh as the last of her clothing was torn away.

Her breasts were exposed to the cold, nipples stiffening like tiny ice berries. Her pussy had no hair and it was now on full display.

The first Snowman stepped between her spread legs. His cock was a big icicle.

“No, please, no!” Winter’s voice echoed through the room as she stared in horror at the ice-cock.

The monster rubbed his member’s tip against Winter’s pussy. Winter’s eyes widened as she felt the strange sensation of something alien and frosty touching her most intimate parts. She squirmed and bucked, but the Snowmen held her firmly in place. The pressure grew stronger, and she felt the cock pushing against her tight opening, the coldness making her gasp.

And then the icicle-cock breached her. Winter’s eyes squeezed shut as she screamed. She felt herself being stretched around the monster’s frigid member, the sensation overwhelming and terrifying.

The monster kept pushing his cock deeper into her, and Winter felt the ice penetrate her body, sending shivers down her spine. Her pussy tightened around the invading shaft, which stayed cold as if wasn’t affected by the heat of Winter’s body.

“Stop! You’re hurting me!” Winter’s cries grew more desperate as the Snowman’s icy cock penetrated deeper. Her body tried to adjust to the cold intrusion, but the pain was too intense. Her pussy felt frozen around the monster’s shaft, her muscles clenching involuntarily.

She thought she was through the worst but it was just the beginning. The Snowman began to move his hips, thrusting in and out of her frozen cunt with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made her grit her teeth and bite down on her lower lip. Each movement brought with it a new wave of pain that seemed to spread through her core.

“I can’t take this! Stop! Please!” Winter’s pleas were met with nothing but the sound of the Snowman’s steady breaths and the crunch of ice against the wooden floor.

He began bucking his hips more vigorously.

“Nooo!!” she bellowed, tears streaming down her cheeks as the monster’s relentless thrusts grew more frenzied. The icy cock felt like it was tearing her apart, the pain unbearable.

As she screamed, another Snowman pushed his erect ice cock into her mouth, filling it and silencing her protests. Winter’s eyes watered as the coldness seeped into her throat, making her gag. The taste of fresh snow mixed with a hint of male musk was overwhelming, and she choked on the intrusion. Her hands clawed at the table, desperate for any escape from this nightmare.

She then noticed that the Snowmen had testicles as well, not jsut cocks. The one in front of her had a pair of big snow balls below his icicle phallus. Winter could see it spasming with each thrust, as if it was about to cum, like a human.

The one that was pounding her pussy suddenly stopped and Winter could feel the icy cock pulsing.

“No! Not inside me!” she wanted to yell but her mouth was occupied.

Winter felt something incredibly cold filling up her womb. She thought she would pass out but the coldness kept her awake.

Then she felt the other one finishing inside her mouth. It was like drinking liquid nitrogen. Winter coughed and chocked as the freezing cum filled her mouth and throat. The second snowman pulled out and the first one took his place at her mouth, forcing her to suck his icicle-like cock, ensuring she swallowed every drop of his seed.

She could see that the icicle shaft was actually hollowed and had a hole at the tip. The semen itself looked like normal human semen, but it was colder than the snow these monsters’ body was made of.

Another Snowman appeared and positioned his cock to her abused pussy. His was thicker and longer, a veritable ice spear. The coldness was so intense that it burned as it entered her. Winter’s body convulsed as he began to thrust with the same vigor as the first, her cries of protest muffled by the cock in her mouth. She could feel the previous monster’s cum slowly melting within her, sending a cold river down her thighs.

For the next minutes, the Snowmen were taking turns violating her pussy and mouth. Winter was almost sure that she wouldn’t survive this. If not the monsters will kill her, then she will succumb to her injuries, because there’s no way she didn’t get frostbite from this.

Winter had no idea how long her assault was going on, but after a while, the monsters’ grip loosened. She could see her fingers that were held by the snow creatures’ tight, icy grip for a long time. All her fingertips were a ghastly shade of blue, there was no life in them. She didn’t see it but it was probably the same with her toes as well.

She thought maybe they would leave and she could maybe call for help. She was so wrong.

The Snowmen flipped her on her other side, exposing her ass to them. Her asshole was their next target.

Winter tried to scream and fight but she was already too tired and had no voice after the multiple loads of ice-cold semen she just swallowed.

The first icicle cock’s tip touched her anus. It was so cold that it felt like a knife about to split her in two. The fear and pain had blurred the lines of reality and she could only whimper as the Snowmen held her in place.

With a quick, merciless push, the Snowman’s thick ice cock penetrated her ass, sending a shockwave of agony through her body. Winter’s eyes bulged and she bit down on the table, her teeth sinking into the wood. Her body convulsed as the monster began to fuck her with a brutal rhythm, the icy shaft stretching her beyond anything she’d ever imagined possible.

The pain was unbearable. She could feel the cold invading her body, freezing her from the inside out. Winter’s vision grew hazy, the edges of her sight darkening as the monsters took their turns, their ice-filled balls slapping against her clenched cheeks.

The worst was the semen inside her. The unnaturally cold fluid filling up her intestines was making her stomach ache. She felt like she was going to be sick. But she had no way of knowing if throwing up would help or kill her.

She lost count of how many times she was raped. The pain grew to be a constant companion, a throbbing ache that overshadowed everything else. Her body was a canvas of bruises and frostbite.