See if he can really fly.

he can tho

Well then I guess he got away.

Very slow CBT, stretch every orifice especially the really unfun ones. It only gets worse from here but I'll stop.

Also for some reason, despite knowing s.v just floats everyone I'm really hoping he's made to lick her paws because of the humiliation and I think she's hot. Please do not judge me I have many sins to atone as it is

i love that murder is obviously going to happen but paw fetish remains the most degenerate of the possible fetishes here

That's not true there's hooves. But yes nobody ever tried to normalise their murder fetish

my own teeth scream in sympathy

You could make him work retail for a day during the holiday season.

god, i'm not that cruel

Make him lick his own ass!

that sounds like an engineering problem

See if that nose still glows after being removed, though you might need an electrical current. Could also test by zapping his corpse.

if i get to the bloodshed phase that might be a good torment

Give him a sweet kiss and feed him sugar lumps.

this is incorrect

he forgot to mention the LSD that's in the sugar cubes

Put him in your RPG game.

just toss his ass into a tupperware container

Since you asked I suppose it's okay to say, I think it would be lovely if she forced Rudolph's mouth over her vagina cavity and held him there to lick her under threat, while she's also squeezing his penis stick with her hind feet.

it wouldn't be the first time i tried to suffocate him with my murder pussy

Give him to Constance.

he isn't a white knight chad tho, he's immune

I'm sure she would at least be annoyed by his presence.

skin him while alive

Put his pelt over another snowman

An obese Rudolph sitting in an oversized birdcage, so fat that his stretch-mark covered belly and breasts are pressed through the bars; a clear hose is strapped into his mouth with thin metal wires that have long since sliced into his cheeks from his weight gain and healed over with festering scars; the hose is connected to a milking machine, and the machine is connected to the erect penises of Dasher, Prancer, Nixon, Blinky, Cupid, and Olive; the six are very emaciated and each tied to a toilet chair with clear tubes tied into their mouths that are connected to the trough beneath them, stained brown with each other's feces; Santa sits on a throne made of solidified smegma, completely naked, heavily muscled, furiously masturbating a 15 inch penis that has had its skin rubbed off long ago, enormous chunks of dried semen hanging from his thick chest hair, pubes, and fox ears, moaning about Blitzen's enormous distended clitoris.

jesus

Gently stroke his feral cock and edge him ~

Stick him full of candles and sing Happy Birthday.

this gets me every year

Have Rudolph set out to make his own story. Heck with this Santa business. Fly off like Peter Pan, get some fight scars, commandeer a pirate ship, Hook's hand and all.