Chapter Four
Just across the hall from her was the apartment of her blood cousin Terra, the sister that usually hosted the gatherings for their sister-raid, as she had the biggest gathering room with the best view.
When Runa arrived, Terra, with her phone balanced on her shoulder as she argued with what sounded like a coworker about an interview, took the dishes from her to go toward the kitchen. As Terra didn't like anyone in the kitchen with her, Runa poured herself a glass of sparkling mead before she went to the gathering room, looking out the window for a while as three of Terra's elves set the table while they chatted about how good dinner smelt.
After a few drinks from her glass, she wandered over to Terra's spare room, looking in to see nine of her twelve elves passed out cold around the room on their own sleeping mats, their bellies distended like her own elves had been when she left him. Terra was known to take a couple elves with her to her office and have them service the other workers if they needed it in a pinch, ogress always more focused on a task after a good orgasm. She watched as one stirred, rolling onto his hands and knees to crawl over to the window and push it open a crack before he collapsed on the floor there.
She chuckled and went into the room, picking up the unconscious elf to carry him back over to his mat. She saw that he had a silvery round stamp the size of her thumb nail under his belly button, a birth control enchantment that kept the elf from getting pregnant.
Without it, their stomachs would be far more distended, the elves having to be on bedrest for nearly the entire last three months of their eight month pregnancy due to carry an ogre infant.
But, great Gods, were elves whores for being pregnant.
They loved being hugely full, pampered and pleasured while they got to lay around and enjoy being useful, getting tit, and being fucked. They were creatures of pleasure and leisure, which made it possible for the ogres to dominant them.
While fairies were also creatures of leisure and pleasure, they were also very aggressive and instinctively liked to dominant others, which is why they were able to hold their own against ogres and humans.
She heard Silvia come in then with Jadana, signaling all four of her sister-raid members were here, and at that, she went out to greet them.
They went to the table and sat down, quickly zeroing in on the fact that that Runa had finally gotten her first elf. They talked for a while about elves, and when the conversation lulled, Silvia tapped her fork to the table, the three other girls looking to where she was sitting with one of her favorite elf's, one she always had with her on a leash, on her lap, sitting with her cock inside him to warm it.
"Are any of you girls free to do a little quest for me?" Silvia asked, shoving a piece of food into her elf's parted lips. He choked on it briefly before he chewed and swallowed, Silvia petting his flushed cheeks as he smiled at her. "I saw a gnome climbing the fence with a barrel and you know what happens to properties when gnomes move it." She took a bite for herself then.
"Ugh. A mess is what happens." Runa said with a scowl as she thought back with annoyance to the summer her family's property was over run with the little shits. Every time she went to visit her family, she was still finding something that needed to be fixed from the gnomes fucking with it over twenty years ago. "I'm free. I can head over on Friday and try and exterminate the little fucks."
"That would be perfect, thank you." Silvia said, the elf in her lap jolting with a little gasp and smile as she rolled her hips up.
Dinner was good but uneventful, the four women talking about work, drama going on in the sister-raid two floors down, and then vague talks of new building trends. There were some talks about having children, but they were again reminded that logistically they weren't there yet, as their finances weren't quite up to taking on the burden of what having children -- and building a permanent home for them -- would mean.
