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 started two years ago when she was thirteen. Her mother was still sure that it’s just a phase and won’t last long, but even at age fifteen, she was still an emo.

Winter was tall for her age, almost taller than most of her classmates. She had pale skin and black hair with a few streaks of blue.

Her parents weren’t home, but she was old enough to take care of herself.

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.