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Is this for real? I can do... anything I want?
Is this for real? I can do... anything I want?
You feel yourself growing giddy with excitement as you remembered what you knew about elves. They are known for their beauty - even the homeliest of female elves would be considered goddesses by human standards. To mate with an elf is widely considered as one of the most pleasurable and desirable experiences ever.
But young elves... jesus, fuck. Young elves were to die for. Entire wars have been fought over young elves...
Elves take over 500 years before they are considered in their culture, fully "mature" and "legal". And so for 500 years, they do not age and mature, but retain a beautiful, youthful innocence that never fades. An elf essentially stays as a perfect, pliable doll for over 500 years - making them the most sought out candidates for sex slaves.
But to copulate with a female elf before maturity is the only crime punishable under elven law by death. To take the innocence of one a beautiful, angelic being - that was considered one of their highest taboos.
And yet because of this precise reason, young elf sex became one of the most sought after human taboos.
Humans sure are fucked up, huh? You remember all of this as you look around outside your house and consider what to do next.


*[[A Midsummer Pedo Dream/Go to the meadow where you see a couple of young female elves playing.|Go to the meadow where you see a couple of young female elves playing.]]
*[[A Midsummer Pedo Dream/Go to the meadow where you see a couple of young female elves playing.|Go to the meadow where you see a couple of young female elves playing.]]

Revision as of 00:49, 12 August 2020

You feel yourself being pulled into the ground. You sink deeper and deeper into the ground... deeper and deeper until you can no longer see... deeper and deeper until you are swallowed up whole... and then deeper and deeper still, until...

Suddenly, you find yourself awake, sitting up right in your bed. In your head, you hear the great Terror whisper to you:


"I have fulfilled your wish. You have one week in this body to do as you wish. You will not suffer the consequences of any actions you take in this body. Do as you will."


In disbelief you look down at your body - holy shit, you're a real life woodland elf. You look around at your treehouse-like room and inspect yourself in the mirror.

Not quite as handsome as Legolas, but damn. You feel the strength in your elven limbs the lightness of your steps as you consider what to do next.

Is this for real? I can do... anything I want?

You feel yourself growing giddy with excitement as you remembered what you knew about elves. They are known for their beauty - even the homeliest of female elves would be considered goddesses by human standards. To mate with an elf is widely considered as one of the most pleasurable and desirable experiences ever.

But young elves... jesus, fuck. Young elves were to die for. Entire wars have been fought over young elves...

Elves take over 500 years before they are considered in their culture, fully "mature" and "legal". And so for 500 years, they do not age and mature, but retain a beautiful, youthful innocence that never fades. An elf essentially stays as a perfect, pliable doll for over 500 years - making them the most sought out candidates for sex slaves.

But to copulate with a female elf before maturity is the only crime punishable under elven law by death. To take the innocence of one a beautiful, angelic being - that was considered one of their highest taboos.

And yet because of this precise reason, young elf sex became one of the most sought after human taboos.

Humans sure are fucked up, huh? You remember all of this as you look around outside your house and consider what to do next.