Tiafell - the Femboy Elf

Author's Note: All characters engaging in sexual activity are over the age of 18.

This chapter marks the beginning of the second half of Tiafell's story. I would like to thank everyone who enjoyed the first half, it means a lot!

Comments and feedback are welcome!

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Chapter 25: Janazheim: The Modern Capital

Tiafell and his companions, which consisted of the dhampir Naida, the mage twins Cirris and Mirya, and the amazonian warrior cousins Brion and Kanah, had spent the last month traveling on horseback to Janazheim, the Capital City of Gashua. Throughout their long journey, they passed through great plains, dense forests, villages, and small towns. Some nights, they checked into inns and roughed it outside on others. They stopped only to eat and rest, getting in some light sparring when possible.

One night, the group had set up camp for the evening, a tent was pitched with their horses tied to posts behind it. The massive walls of the Capital loomed before them; they were close. Towers were spread dozens of yards apart along the walls, each of them housed huge canons meant to decimate any threat that dared to invade from the outside. The travelers would arrive by noon the next day, but it was too late to continue further. So, after a late dinner, they began their 'nightly ritual'.

The six of them had broken off into three pairs, all of them nude. Tiafell sat on Brion's lap with his back to his chest, his ass impaled by the male amazonian's impressive penis. Mirya laid on her back with Kanah sitting on her face, the petite mage licked her vagina and anus sloppily. Lastly, Nadia was on her elbows and knees being taken from behind by Cirris, whose cock rammed in and out of her pussy.

With Tiafell bouncing on his lap, Brion reached around to grab the elf's swaying penis to stroke it, the femboy's sissy moans grew louder. Grinding her pussy against Mirya's face, Kanah fondled her own large breasts. Despite being the shortest member of the group, at barely over five feet tall with a slender yet muscular frame, her breasts were as big as Nadia's.

"Hey Dickhead, wanna make a wager...?" Nadia asked between moans.

"What?" Cirris responded, grunting while continuing to fuck her.

"If I cum first... ah... you can fuck my asshole until you bust your nut inside it..." The Latina vampire proposed.

"And what if I cum first?"

"You have to get me off by licking my pussy, which means eating your own spunk!"

"Deal! I am SO taking that ass!" Invigorated, Cirris tightened his grip on her hips and claimed her with all his strength, much to the dhampir's delight.

"Oh Mirya... no one licks pussy like you do..." Kanah leaned forward to insert three fingers into her best friend's vagina. Mirya cried out, her voice echoing through Kanah's vaginal canal.

Feeling his orgasm approaching, Brion held onto Tiafell's thighs and thrusted upward to match the femboy's motions. Their balls swung wildly with every movement.

"Yes, fuck me Brion, I've been such a naughty boy!!" The girly elf cried out. His 9-inch cock rocked back and forth in response to his top's frantic thrusts. Soon, Tiafell felt Brion release his load into him, the hot sensation of his seed spraying his insides sent him over the edge. His own cock shot long thick ropes of goo up and forward, some of it hitting the other pairs.

"I'M CUMMING!!!!!" Kanah squealed. Still fingering Mirya, her body rocked when her climax hit, soaking the petite mage's face. Mirya also came, lifting her waist off the ground with each powerful surge that ran throughout her entire body.

"OOOOOOOOH FUCK!!!!" Cirris screamed, losing the wager as he dumped his seed deep into Nadia's womb.

"I won!!!" The vampire cried out, having her own orgasm immediately after. Her walls spasmed and gripped Cirris' cock inside her, refusing to let go. Everyone's blissful screams rang out through the night air, heard only by the wildlife around them.

After resting on his lap for a bit, Tiafell lifted himself off Brion. His gaping hole spilled his partner's semen all over his cock, which was quickly growing limp. Kanah removed her fingers from Mirya, then rolled onto her right side. Cirris pulled his cock out of Nadia, his cum oozing out of her pussy.

"Well, a bet is a bet." Cirris sat down and began lapping at Nadia's vaginal lips, licking up the goo leaking out of her.

"Cirris, the bet was that you had to make me cum... I already did..." The vampire was surprised, pleasantly so.

"I agreed to lick your pussy if I came first. It happened, so I'm living up to my end of the deal." He told her, then resumed until she was clean. Once finished, the six of them laid nude and tired under the starry night sky.

"So, we'll finally arrive tomorrow." Tiafell was the first to speak.

"Yeah, we've been able to see the city for a few days now. It always seemed so close and yet so far." Mirya gazed at the stars.

"It goes to show how big the Capital is." Brion said. "If I were to hazard a guess, it's the size of nine Steelwelds together!"

"The only building we can see over the wall is the castle, that place looks huge on its own!" Cirris looked toward the wall surrounding Janazheim.

"The castle is like a village to itself, they say. We may be at the city's doorstep now, but our journey isn't over yet." Nadia, being the only one in the group to have visited the Capital before, knew exactly what to expect.

"I can't WAIT to sample Janazheim's cuisine!!!!" Kanah sat up, salivating.

"Maybe you'll grow a little taller if you eat something new for a change. You might even reach that five-foot goal!" Brion teased his cousin.

"I'm five TWO, you idiot!!!!" Kanah angrily tossed a chunk of mud at a laughing Brion but missed.

"Now, now, we've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. Let's go into the tent so we can sleep." Mirya calmed her bestie down. Everyone stood and shuffled into the pitched tent, which was barely big enough to hold the six of them. All of them quickly conked out to sleep off the effects of their activities.

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The next morning, the group rose to get dressed and had a quick breakfast. After packing the tent and mounting their horses, they left to begin the final leg of their long journey to the Capital. Shortly before noon, they at last stood before a massive opening, giving them only a small glimpse inside the walls. Somewhere on the other side, a blonde female elf nervously anticipated their arrival, making her way to meet them.

"I can sense him, Tiafell is here!!" Vasati's heart pounded in her chest.

Guards clad in white armor with lion insignias on their breast plates approached the group. All of them carried long-barrel rifles with bayonets, which they pointed at the newcomers.

"State your business!" One of them commanded.

"Of course." Nadia answered, having been appointed leader of the expedition due to her having visited before, and being the oldest. She handed a letter to the guard. "My name is Nadia Del Lenzo, with me are Tiafell, Cirris, Mirya, Brion, and Kanah. We have been sent to have an audience with King Escandar to discuss an urgent matter."

The guard skimmed the letter. "Oh yes, we were told to expect you. LET THEM PASS!!!" At his command, the other guards parted to allow them entry. "Welcome to Janazheim, Gashua's Capital! After you enter, dismount your horses, you will not need them. Leave your weapons with your horses too, only members of the Royal Army or Military Police are allowed to be armed within the city. The horses will be taken to the castle to be boarded, and your weapons will be kept in storage and returned to you when you leave. There is an escort coming to meet you, I've been told one of you will recognize her. She will serve as your guide through the city and to the castle."

"I see, thank you very much." Nadia politely bowed her head. The rest of the group looked at each other, puzzled.

"One of us knows the escort? But we haven't met anyone who lives in the Capital, right?" Cirris was as confused as everyone else.

"I suppose it could be Rhydra or Hinako. We did meet them in Steelweld, remember?" Mirya stated.

"Yeah, good point. I forgot about that." Cirris scratched the back of his head.

The group rode past the entrance and finally took their first steps into the Capital. Other than Nadia, everyone's mouths hung open. Crowds of people casually went about their day through the black cobblestone streets, their voices making most of the sounds around them. Beautiful Victorian-style buildings of various sizes, shapes, and colors were everywhere, each with cone shaped roofs that stretched into the sky. In the distance, the bell from a clock tower was heard clanging, signaling the arrival of noon.

"By the... gods..." Brion had no other words to describe his feelings.

"THIS PLACE IS FUCKING HUUUUUUGE!!!!" Kanah shouted.

Tiafell was too stunned to say anything. Until that point, Bridgecross was the most impressive town he had seen, though he found every town and village he visited exciting in their own ways. But none compared to the remarkable city before him, and he could only see a small part of it. The six travelers dismounted their horses to allow soldiers to board them. They bade their beloved steads farewell before they were taken away.

"So should we wait here for the escort?" Brion looked around.

"That would probably be for the best." Nadia answered. Everyone waited patiently for a few minutes until Tiafell felt a familiar presence that shook him to his core.

"No, it couldn't be..." The elf held his hands over his mouth. Tears poured from his eyes.

"Tee-Tee?" Mirya looked at him.

"I guess it's someone Tiafell knows? But who could he have possibly met that we don't know about outside of Elfandall?" Cirris tried to find the person in question through the crowd.

"TIIIIIIAAAAAFEEEEEEEELL!!!!!!" Vasati yelled, running toward the group. She excitedly waved her hand above her head.

"VASATI?????" Losing control of his body and emotions, Tiafell tearfully ran to meet his childhood friend. The equally emotional female elf opened her arms for him. But instead of embracing her, the hybrid elf fell to his hands and knees in front of her. He bawled loudly, hanging his head low. Teardrops hit the stone ground beneath him as if rain was falling from his face.

"Vasati, I am SO sorry for leaving you and Alto behind!! I wasn't trying to abandon you!! I... I just..." He started crying too hard to speak coherently.

Vasati knelt and embraced Tiafell. "I know, I know. Sometimes, people need to go out on their own to find themselves, and that often means leaving their loved ones behind. Besides, I know you were unhappy in Elfandall, it would have been wrong to force you to stay." She nuzzled her face against his. "You don't know how happy I am to finally see you again." She patted his back, all doubts about seeing him falling away. Tiafell's female friends wiped tears from their eyes, even Cirris and Brion felt the impact of the reunion and struggled to remain composed.

"So, this is the Vasati we've have heard so much about." Nadia sniffled.

"She is SO pretty!! Oh my gosh!!" Mirya gushed.

"You know what this means, right?" Cirris started. "All this time, Tiafell has been worried about never being able to return to Elfandall to see his friends again. But here she is, and Alto is probably around too. That burden is gone now, he doesn't need to worry about going back there anymore!"

"Yeah, but what is she doing here in the Capital in the first place? And where is this Alto person? Vasati seems to be alone." Brion observed.

Tiafell's sobbing slowed down enough for him to speak. "I never imagined I would see you outside of Elfandall. Oh, is Alto with you?" He happily looked behind her. "Alto? Are you there?? Alto!!" He called out. Vasati's expression saddened.

"No, Alto is not here. I... don't know where he is." She closed her eyes, the sorrow in her face was apparent.

"Why... what happened...?" Tiafell's joy quickly turned to despair, sensing the sorrow in his friend's heart.

"After you left, Alto returned to Elfandall. Rumors about your departure were already spreading, so we spoke to the Elders and confirmed you had indeed left the barrier. They told us everything about your half-demon heritage, your parents Erafell and Cardexx, and Dred. They were beside themselves with fear, but the villagers were celebrating. Alto and I were so disgusted that we left Elfandall so we could find you and protect you from Dred, vowing to never return and spend the rest of our lives living with you outside the forest. We followed your trail to Bridgecross but lost track of you there. A few nights later, we were attacked by a group of vampires wearing black robes that bore the mark of a red crescent moon. Alto shoved me into a river to save me, the last thing I saw before passing out was the vampires swarming him. I woke up the next day, having been rescued by Serin of the Elite Royal Guard. She and her knights brought me to the Capital to recover, and I've been here since. The King has sent squads to look for Alto, but they never found him." Vasati began to weep. "Alto asked me to marry him before we left Elfandall, and I told him I would after we found you. I have spent many sleepless nights praying that he is alive, but with each passing day, the likelihood of his survival fades." Vasati buried her face in her hands, Tiafell was frozen in shock.

"Vasati?" Nadia approached, sympathetically addressing her. "My name is Nadia Del Lenzo, I am a dhampir. My father is Esteban Lenzo, leader of the Red Crescent Coven. The vampires who attacked you and Alto are members of that group. Knowing my father, he would not have passed up an opportunity to turn an elf into a vampire. I'm sorry, it might not be what you want to hear, but there is a very strong chance that your fiancé still 'lives' as one of them."

"Alto, a vampire?" Tiafell's heart sank lower than it already had.

"We have considered that as a possibility, but hearing you say it gives me hope that he still exists in some form." Vasati, calming herself, rose to extend her hand to Nadia. "Thank you for your insight. Allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Vasati: Chief Advisor to King Escandar." Everyone was shocked by her revelation, especially Tiafell. Nadia shook her hand.

"It's nice to meet you, finally! We have all heard so much about you and Alto from Tiafell. With us are Brion and Kanah of Steelweld, and Cirris and Mirya of Gatharham."

"Lady Samora spoke of you all in her letters, but it's nice to finally put faces to the names!" The female elf smiled. "King Escandar has ordered me to give you a brief tour of the Capital on our way to Janazheim Castle and to treat you all to lunch on his tab."

"You had me at lunch!!" Kanah licked her lips.

"Easy there." Brion rolled his eyes. "She's going to think you're a glutton."

"I AM a glutton!" Kanah fired back, unashamed.

"I am quite hungry, to be honest." Mirya admitted.

The escort chuckled. "We'll go to a restaurant in the castle that I have come to love, I'm sure you will enjoy it as much as I do. Let us be off."

Vasati led them through the many winding streets of the Capital. The visitors were astonished by the sheer size of the lively city and the architecture of the buildings and homes within it. They passed by street performers playing music with crowds gathered around them. Businesses with glowing signs of all shapes and colors were around every corner. Trollies rode by on their tracks, transporting passengers between districts, blowing the minds of the first-time visitors.

"I have a question." Brion addressed their escort. "On our trip here, we visited towns that used cables held high in the air on tall poles to provide electricity. I have not seen any of them here, does it the Capital use a different system?"

Vasati began explaining. "As you know, towns that have electricity are powered by lightning stones connected by cables, or 'power lines'. Ordinarily, power lines are held in the air above the streets on poles. Janazheim, however, has developed a system where the power lines are kept under the streets. The entire city is powered by 58 connected stones scattered throughout the catacombs beneath our feet. These catacombs have also been renovated into a shelter for the civilians to retreat into should an attack occur. And yes, this area is kept separate from the sewer system, which is located further underground."

"58 stones, holy shit!" Cirris exclaimed. "Five or six is enough for a town like Bridgecross! Those things are the size of boulders!"

"Janazheim has a great demand for it, obviously." Vasati continued. "As the other towns in Gashua grow and expand, their need for stones will increase. Luckily, we have only scratched the surface of the lightning stones that can be mined. After mining, mages charge every stone using electric magic. Two fully powered stones will keep each other charged for decades. It is but one example of the union of magic and science, both of which are instrumental to our kingdom's growth. In my time here, I have studied both fields extensively and became a mage and a scientist myself."

Normally, Tiafell would have been excited to hear what Vasati was explaining, but his heart was heavy. He listened to her but did not engage in the conversation. Despite that, he was proud of what his friend had accomplished.

"If I may, how did you end up becoming Chief Advisor?" Nadia asked.

"It's still a mystery to me really, but King Escandar was interested in my thoughts as I learned more about Gashua and how its economy and government works. I think it also had a lot to do with my being an elf. At some point, I was able to find solutions to problems that the King and his other advisors spent years struggling with. Apparently, it was enough for him to give me the job after my predecessor retired."

"You were always a genius," Tiafell finally spoke, "the smartest person I've ever known." He managed to smile.

Vasati blushed, moving her long blonde hair away from her face. "Thanks, you're as sweet as ever." Hearing him speak was a relief, but she felt that his heart was still in turmoil. Two hours of walking later, they arrived at a district undergoing renovation.

"We are about to board a trolly that will take us to the castle. But first, I want to show you something." Vasati gestured toward a fenced off area. "A statue of the late Marlon is currently under construction and will be placed here. This entire district has been renamed 'Marlon Memoria' in his honor."

"That means a lot, Mom will love it." Cirris was moved.

"I can't wait to see the statue!" Mirya added.

"It was King Escandar's idea." Vasati replied. "Your grandfather was an important man to the entire kingdom. In fact, we wouldn't be here without him. It's the least we can do. Anyway, there isn't much else to see right now, so let us head to the trolly." The Chief Advisor took them to a station housing many trollies that were entering and leaving.

"Ah, Vasati! Are these the King's guests?" A conductor asked.

"Yes, we are going to the castle."

"Good, good. That one coming in now will take you there."

A trolly stopped at the end of the tracks. The doors opened, letting its passengers exit. Once emptied, the group entered, taking their seats together on one side. When all the other seats were filled, the doors closed, and the vehicle began to move.

"So, um, people don't get sick riding these things, do they?" Nadia was nervous.

"It happens, but it's rare. Are you prone to motion sickness?" Vasati inquired.

"Oh, we rode a teleportation cycle to Steelweld, and she projectile vomited!" Cirris laughed.