Marina decided she was not gonna be trapped in the restroom, the least she could do is grab her phone and purse, maybe she could get a friend to grab her some spare clothes or a blanket so she could leave without getting stares. She practiced a little step that covered a lot of ground and made as little sound as possible before she took a deep breath and opened the door. Gingerly but quickly moving across the halls, she made her way to her office without attracting attention. She turned to close the door and noticed that everything had changed. Her office had turned into a log cabin with a bunch of sex toys lying on the desk. Instead of a cabinet, a few chairs, and an average office computer there were exquisite pieces of furniture that matched the log cabin look, a dresser full of underwear of various materials and designs, and a pretty nice looking pc with an expensive looking webcam on top. She decided to walk back out of her office, assuming that she had walked in the wrong room, and saw that the rest of the building had changed. There was snow on the floor, bright torches on the walls, conveyor belts that looked like they were processing candy, and instead of business suits walking around there were small elves and other reindeer like her. She walked around to try and find Karen, surely she would know what was going on. Before she could get too far, she was stopped by a very muscular looking reindeer anthro that told her, “You shouldn’t go that way Peppermint, it’s off limits to anthros. Can’t have another incident like last year.” Peppermint? Last year? Who was this? What is going on? Marina had several questions swimming in her mind, but the first thing she could get out was, “Yeah, sure...” not really getting any of her questions answered. She looked back at the anthro that stopped her, noticing the tag on her ear said “Mocha” while she walked back. She watched as Mocha walked back into a room like hers and nearly shut the door before looking out and winking at her and casually flirting with her. She walked back into her room and sat down on one of the pieces of furniture and contemplated all that she saw, but before she could form a coherent thought, the computer bleeped at her. She walked over to it, noticing that a chat room was open. She read the message, “Are you live?” She sat in front of the screen and began typing out a response to the person. A quick bleep gave her a link to a video, which she clicked on without even questioning. A hypnotic video played and she began to strip what little she was wearing, her nipples perking up and her pussy lips quivering. She then reached down to rub her clit, the tranced state kicking in to high gear, and used her other hand to grope her furry boobs. Before long, she was bucking in the chair, very close to climaxing. A machine then came out of the wall and clasped around her arms and legs, stretching her out like a starfish. Another machine then showed up that looked like a lily and cupped her pussy. The little bud inside the cup turned into a vibrator and went to work on her pussy. She climaxed hard, nearly breaking her restraints and the machine underneath collected her juices. Then the cup let her loose, the restraints moving to lay her on a plush rug before receding back into the wall. The trance finally wore off, Marina laid there recovering from her orgasm, and finally got to process all that happened. What she could gather was that peppermint was her reindeer name, as she now saw on her tag, there are other reindeer here like her with names of flavors on their ears, there’s a section of this building she can’t access because she’s a reindeer, and there are machines in the room that collect her juices for some reason. So many things she wanted to find out, so many questions that she wanted answers to, which should she try to find out first?