And Then The Elven Nation Attacked 8

Neem did not come back by the end of the day... and for the first time since I first opened my eyes, I felt the fatigue and need for sleep that I had been accustomed to as a human. Granted, I've been fucking extremely hot, busty, lovely, wonderful elves for... what might have been a good entire day. Huh. Time really flies when you're having fun.

"A-Alright, just, just remember what we talked about and... if you perform, uh, well, I'll, I'll, haaah, give you a repeat performance."

I got gurgling responses, mostly of agreement and very tired excitement. The leaders of the militia, Aspia, Cerry and Cedrel, had gotten it the second hardest, but Meltriss had basically been the one who received the most of my attention and affection. She was the first, after all, the most talented and the most motivated, the one who performed best of everyone, who trained the hardest and who learned what I had to teach, even if I was vomiting out the information the goddess was providing me straight from several different treatises on swordplay, including books literally written to counter the book I was reading from, thank you internet.

This was the difference between someone who had a cheat skill that allowed them to bypass the need for talent, and someone who was genuinely willing to work hard to achieve her goals. Especially after I motivated her with my dick.

Speaking of which... even as I'm looking at the wonderful asses, titties and deliciously lewd long ears of the militia, I'm not getting it up, at all, it feels so strange to not be erect in the presence of such sexy women, but... I really am that tired huh.

It then strikes me that I have no idea where my hut was...

Luckily, the Goddess remembers, and guides me directly to it.

I'm also starting to become acquainted with the weaknesses of my elven condition. Specifically, while we can go on for several days without rest, it doesn't come for free. My exhaustion is bone deep and it's messing with my senses as well. I can tell that I can't see as far, I have to make a lot of effort to make the smallest motion with my legs, and sounds from very far away are muted or sound as if they were coming from within a bucket of water.

Cold is settling in even though the breeze around me feels quite warm. My massive well of stamina doesn't come from nowhere, after all. Rather, it feels like... in video game terms, it feels like my stats are dropping as my stamina level does. If I imagine it as a bar, I'm probably reaching the critical point near the bottom, and I'm suffering stat debuffs from not going to sleep.

Yeah, that makes the most sense I think, I'm debuffed due to lack of sleep and having used too much stamina.

Luckily, between the small numbers, somewhat large distances between abodes and the fact that most elves spend most of their time lazing about and not really doing much of anything, nobody stops me on my way back to the hut that had been assigned to me when I first left the embrace of Yggdrassil.

Everything was just as I didn't remember it because I didn't spend long enough in this house to get familiar with it, but I did remember it was almost entirely made of wood and that my bed was comfy. Thinking about how I'd like to wash up before bed, I both appreciated the fact that the smell of sex is not the least bit offensive to my nose, and reminded myself that one of the first things I had to look into was possibly creating a communal bath, so that I could ogle the beautiful elves bathing to my heart's content without having to go underground to do it.

Closing my eyes and settling down so I could sleep, I let my mind drift and wander in thoughts of elves, both fair and dark skinned, playing beach games in tiny bikinis, volleyball, beach golf, throwing frisbees at one another to catch, riding banana boats, jet skis, doing some gliding with parachutes... beach huts, where elves in sexy waitress outfits would serve cold drinks and ice cream, maybe throw in a rocky outcropping for some out of the way, hidden loving...

Yeah, I could imagine it already, laying down on a beach towel, under a beach umbrella, watching some lovely beauties lather each other in suncream... gotta make sure to keep their deliciously soft and wonderfully perfect skin safe and healthy after all... cream or lotion... why not both?

Hmm... I couldn't imagine anything better than sitting there, watching my lovely elves play around with each other, while getting my dick sucked, sitting on a beach chair... Yeah, just like that, that warmth, that delightfully wet pressure all around my cock, the nasty, naughty sound of someone sucking and slurping and swallowing...

The feeling of silken strands of hair between my fingers, their eyecatching red color reflecting the sunlight in a hypnotic way...

Wait.

This isn't a dream, is it?

My eyes fluttered open and I looked between my legs. My covers had been removed, and there was someone between my legs.

"Whu, what's going on..?"

The characteristic long and thin ears of an elf poked from the mass of her red hair, most of it was cut short, but several strands were left long, she had a face that I felt would look great with a smug smile on it and glittering green eyes. She wore a long sleeved red robe that covered basically nothing, and what I can only assume to be painted lines that formed something vaguely resembling a bra that was doing nothing to contain her prodigious chest, among the most generous I've yet seen. The heart shaped pasties covering her nipples were a nice touch.

More important than her appearance, however, was the fact that she had stopped sucking my cock.

"I didn't say to stop," I said.

She pulled back, and began stroking my now spit slick cock with her hand, offering me a bright smile. "Allow me to introduce myself Savior, my name is Miel, Elder Neem told me you wished to meet with me for some matters regarding my craftworks?" she spoke, one of her hands stroking my shaft slowly, softly, with maybe excess care, and the other, reaching for my balls.

I guess my lewd dream caused them to come out, or maybe I forgot to tuck them back in before I went to sleep.

Actually, did I walk around with my dick out?

I feel like I walked around with my dick out last night. Good thing nobody saw me, because I would be eternally ashamed of myself if I wasn't able to get it up for an elf that required my love!

"Savior?" Miel asked, waving her hand.

"Ah, yes, right, sorry, I got distracted thinking about my dick," I admitted. Then realized what I said. "What I mean is-"

"Well it is quite a lovely one!" Miel said, "it far surpasses even my greatest works," she hummed. "I've tried to reproduce the male organs but, most elves that have actually seen a penis are usually never seen in our lands again," she admitted, kissing my dick. "But this is so much better," she said, "hmmm! Tastes good! Lovely, mhm!!" she gushed, "and these!" she said, "they're incredible, they're so... they smell so strong, they're so full and heavy," she mewled, "mhm... I love these... these are your testicles, correct?"

"Y-Yeah," I replied, a bit confused. She was... intense. Where are my innocent elves now? Corrupting an innocent elf who knows nothing of sex is amazing... but then, so is a pervy elf who is super interested in dicks. Yes! She is a great elf, I've decided! I should encourage this interest in my cock. "You can play with it more, don't be scared."

"Really? Awesome!" she said, pressing her cheek against my cock and rubbing it. "Mhm... this feel... this weight, this heat, this smell... I can't help but want to bathe in it," she sighed in appreciation, then placed her nose against my cock and sniffed deeply, sucking in air through her nose, then exhaling, causing a funny sensation to travel like electricity from my cock and balls all the way to my core.

"Ohh, that feels good... continue, keep going," I said, adjusting my position on the bed and spreading my legs so she could get where she wanted more easily.

She rubbed her nose against my cockshaft all the way down to my balls, sniffing deeply several times, the movement of the air was teasing me wonderfully, the sensitive skin of my dick and ball sack felt like she was caressing me with the softest of featherlight touches.

And then she opened her mouth, wider than I've seen any elf so far, and managed to suck not one but both of my large testicles right into her mouth. I could feel my asshole clench and my throat close up in a moment, a sensation of pressure that felt incredibly dangerous for a brief moments when my balls squeezed their way past her lips and into her mouth, I looked at how her cheeks inflated, almost like a chipmunk, from my balls occupying the space inside, I could feel the wetness and heat of her mouth and her tongue licking at me as best as she can, I could almost see hearts in her eyes.

My fingers almost tore into my bedsheets, and I was looking at the ceiling before I knew it, because my eyes almost rolled all the way back into my head as my back arched, this was far past intense, my balls were in a space too small for them, but rather than hurt, the pressure on my testicles only felt incredible...

And then she started sucking, and I could feel the vibrations of her throat all the way to my brain, my entire body was tingling, it was like every part of my body was being consumed and reduced to just my testicles.

"Ooooh, fuck, fucking, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum from you sucking my balls, keep going, keep sucking them, I'll cum, I'll cuuuuum!!"

I couldn't even see Miel, all I could understand was her mouth on my balls sucking hard and then harder and so hard it felt like she was genuinely trying to swallow me up, and with a scream of orgasm, and I don't care if anyone heard that, I exploded, semen shooting high up, almost hitting the wooden ceiling and then arching back down, hitting my stomach, tits and even my face a little.

I'm breathing hard and heavy and twitching and shivering, waves of pleasure explode from my sack, and with an unexpectedly fast movement, she manages to let me pop free from her mouth, taking advantage of my balls shrinking as they squeeze the semen out through my urethra.

She's fast, moving to seal her lips around my prickhead, taking my shaft in both hands and then wildly stroking me while looking directly into my eyes, her pace furious and intense, her cheeks hollowed and her hands stroking more and more loads out of me, which she swallowed happily and rapidly, she wasted no time at all, nor did she waste any of my seed.

The intensity only got stronger as my orgasm prolonged, she was making me cum more and harder than I even thought possible, I couldn't help myself, humping her face, accompanying each spurt of dick milk with a thrust of my hips, until I was finally done cumming, after what felt like an eternity and several buckets' worth of semen straight into her stomach.

She let me go and let out a huge sigh of satisfaction, giggling a little drunkenly. "Just as expected..!" she moaned. "You really are the Savior of us elves, like Elder Neem said," she spoke. "I'm at your service, like I said, I'm Miel, I make things!"

"What sorts of things?" I asked, breathing a little heavily, my hard cock, now mostly dry from the spitshine she'd given it earlier, twitching as I tried to relax. Not that I'd go soft, not with the sight of both mine and her tits directly in my viewing range. Damn, we're hot.

"Anything! Well, mostly, I work with these," she said, reaching towards my chest and pinching the fabric of my outfit, the weird spandex-like fabric stretching as she pulled at it. "Let me show you!"

She pulled back and off the bed, getting up on her knees and letting me see her full body for the first time, she was voluptuous up top and had a pair of fantastically wide hips that definitely gave me good vibes for her potential as a mother, those are some damn fine breeding hips if I do say so myself, plus a set of nice and thick thighs to support her as well and-

And... uh...

"Is that a strap-on dildo?" I asked.

"Strap-on? Yeah, that sounds like a good name, I was having trouble thinking up of one!" she said, grabbing onto the long green shaft sticking out of her crotch, which was only covered in the same deep purple lines that I swear she just painted onto her chest, so her pussy wasn't visible. The strap on was attached to those seemingly painted lines, and I could see them shifting slightly as she adjusted its position on her crotch, but once she let go, they seemed to be as firm as concrete.

Interesting.

"So you, uhm, you work with the stuff our clothes are made of?" I asked.

"Mhm!" she said, stroking her dildo slightly as she spoke, "I started with woodworking but there's only so much you can do with wood, especially since the goddess' branches are so incredibly tough and hard to cut!" she explained, "but with the stretchy stuff I can make all sorts of things!"

"What about tools?" I asked.

"Well, I do make custom order stuff for the Dark Elves sometimes, since they go through a lot of picks, shovels and wheelbarrows," she said, "I used to be a wanderer so I've mostly just recreated the stuff humans, dwarves and gnomes use," she said, "though the gnome stuff is really hard especially since I don't have access to their explosive powder or their firewater, or the blackfire rocks the dwarves use," she said. "Plus we have to get wood from the forest because the branches that fall from the Goddess are too hard to set on fire and when you do set them on fire, well, good luck putting them out!"

She spoke a mile a minute, and didn't really stop there, talking about what her work entailed, launching into an extremely detailed explanation of how she spent about a week essentially coming up with the design for a crossbow that could be reloaded quickly and efficiently...

Well, needless to say, we wound up discussing the potential of creating a repeater crossbow, as well as me bringing up the possibility of using the powder she mentioned, the explosive powder of the gnomes, to create basic firearms.

"I see, so it's a small brass casing that contains the powder, which when put under enough pressure would ignite and explode, propelling the tip at super high speeds down a long tube, what did you call it?"

"A barrel," I said, "I know it sounds a little weird but... yeah that's the name. The impact from behind pushes a primer which creates the ignition- I could honestly spend hours talking about it, can you draw?"

"I can draw and blueprint! Ohh, can you describe the design as the goddess presents it to you?" she asked, her eyes twinkling. "If you can see it exactly as it is we can just write down the instructions and diagram and then you can correct me until it's accurate!" she said, clapping her hands.

"That's right, even if I can't really explain it well, I'm glad you're getting it!" I responded. There's only so much I can do, I can only give her information, learning and mastering it - that's where their talent comes in.

"Ahh, all this new theory, it's so much more advanced than what the gnomes build!" she asked. "And this nitrocellulose thing you mentioned, do you know how to make it?"

"I don't but the goddess can help me tell you how," I responded.

"Right... Hmmm, I think the barrel would have to be made of some pretty sturdy and heat resistant metal, since it would have to endure a lot of pressure, a lot of heat and a lot of wear and tear, and, humm, I think we could make the rest of the, you said it was called a gun? the rest of the gun out of this," she said, reaching to her crotch and finger flicking the dildo she was still wearing, after which she shuddered and my cock twitched, I hadn't gone soft at all thanks to her immensely erotic body.

Right. I needed to learn the stretchy stuff's properties, because this sort of bullshit fantasy material might actually be the key in skipping over many steps in manufacturing processes. Especially if it really is as similar to plastic as it appears to be, considering she made a... uh... why's that fake cock getting closer to my face?

"I haven't had a chance to test this one yet," she said, as she began to tug on it and revealed that the dildo was double ended, and half of it was buried in her pussy, "after that... savior, can we try it out together?"

I...

Well... who would I be if I said no to a delicious elf when she was asking, nay, begging me to have sex?

"Okay, but be gentle, it's my first time using my pussy," I said.

And besides... this is a golden opportunity! Lewd hentai elves seem like they're having the time of their lives when they're getting their brains fucked out, is it so strange that I too wish to experience the utter bliss of losing your mind in pleasure?

"Should I- I can pull it back in," I said, gesturing at my cock.

"Mmm... no... I like it, I like it a lot, can you please keep it out Savior?" she asked, as she approached her fake cock to my pussy. "I love it, I love how it looks, how it smells, how it feels, I love everything about it," she moaned, "I love your cock savior..." she giggled, and looked down at me, pressing the tip of her cock against my sensitive pussy lips, under my balls, rubbing against it, the fake, weirdly rubbery, weirdly plasticky, cock sent thrills up my spine.

As strange as it was to think that the loss of my vaginal virginity would come so randomly, I couldn't help but look forward to what was about to happen.

If the sensations and impression I was getting from the dildo she was pushing into me were right, Miel and the knowledge she has gained over the years could help us kickstart the development way earlier than expected.

"Okay..."

Right... my giddy thoughts about elves in camo thongs wielding M16s acting out commando strikes to rescue slave elves everywhere faded as thoughts about how I'm about to get fucked took precedence...