This is the first part of what I hope to be a much larger story. This will contain graphic material, which may in explicit descriptions of sex between men and women, transgender, homosexuals, and monsters, and violence, magic which will include the demonic and necromancy. I hope you enjoy, and please leave me any advice or comments.
Elise
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The Reverie
Tethys often slept and rarely used the ability to reverie, as was common with all elves. He preferred the randomness of his dreams to the recalling of his memories. He was not truly elven, as his father was human. His mother died during child birth, and his father was slain during an Orcish raid. He was allowed to stay in the elven city of Hahedell, but was never truly welcome. This was the main reason he rarely recalled his past life.
On this rare occasion Tethys remembered a journey he had taken only a few years ago. He was trying to recall an ancient tree with strange markings on, with the intent to return there to study it. Pulling his pack over his shoulder he recalled the warm summers day, and look up as the light filtered through the leaves of the trees. Walking north he climbed a ridge and skirted around a deep blue lake. This was common knowledge and many residents of Hahedell came here to swim on hot days. Today, however he was alone as he reached the far side of the lake.
Instead of walking through a field of wildflowers he chose to explore one of the lake's smaller tributaries. This lead into a deep narrow canyon and to the first of many waterfalls. He had climbed past this many times and past the next two water falls, but had never made it past the fourth. In fact he knew of no one who had. Today he as determined to make it.
Climbing the third waterfall proved more difficult that he remembered, but with a little extra effort he reached the top. Knowing the next water fall was just around the corner, but having no recollection of a small cave to the left. Pondering for a moment Tethys decided to enter the cave first and then make an attempt at the waterfall afterwards.
Crawling in and soon exiting to see one of the most beautiful glades he could have ever imagined. Birds chirped in the trees above and a thin stream lead to a lily pad covered pond. At the edge of the glade the stood a massive tree. The entire scene held a magical quality that even by elven standards was strong. Tethys crossed the glade to stand beneath the massive tree, reaching out to touch what appeared to be runes imbedded into the trunk. The runes did not seem as though they were carved into the tree, but like they had grown in the bark. They had grown with the tree, and were as natural as the rough sections of bark.
As Tethys touched the runes, he pictured himself sitting in a small white room with a darkened wood floor. He sat upon a bed with two pillows and a small rug was beneath his bare feet. At first he could not determine what was so odd about this scene, and he knew he was no longer recalling memories but living out new ones. This was a rare amongst the most magically attuned elves.
I smiled broadly with my hands in my lap and gazed at the nude man standing before me. I stood up and removed the yellow tunic to reveal my large breasts, as the man's cock began to swell. Rubbing my nipples I licked the air as though I was tasting them. Reaching down I slipped my short yellow skirt down my hips. Rubbing my body I smiled with excitement turning for the man. I spread my tight ass cheeks to flaunt my asshole. As I turned around, I looked down to see my penis was encased in a silver cage. This baffled me but I could not stop rubbing my hips, ass, and breasts.
The man walked to me and casually grabbed a pillow before dropping it on the floor. Unable to stop myself I knelt before him with his erect cock inches from my face. Without hesitation grasped the shaft of his cock and put it to lips, kissing it before taking it tenderly into my mouth. My hand slid down the shaft as I sucked on the head. His breathing became heavier, as my lips massaged the head of his cock. Taking a moment I looked up at him and licked the head while stroking the shaft. He moaned in pleasure at the sensation.
I could not understand why this was happening or how to stop. I returned the head of his rock hard cock to my warm mouth, and continued to suck. I sucked a little faster and continued to moan as his hands rested on his hips. Caressing my breast I took deeper into my mouth, and his moaning became louder. As his cock went deep into my, I felt it touch my tonsils.
He grabbed the back of my head and gently thrust. Gagging and chocking he grabbed the shaft of his cock and forced himself deeply into my mouth. I could feel my eyes begin to water as he firmly held my head. Then grasping both sides of my head he began to thrust harder and faster. He did this until I thought I was going to die, and then he gave me a break. The break consisted of him slapping his wet cock against my face, as I gasped for breath. Then holding the back of my head he thrust his hard member into my mouth once again.
