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>>20532624
>>20532643
An ass worth worshipping

>>20159429
God I love Dark Elves.

>>20152154
Dark Elves know how to attract mates, unlike their flat, pale cousins.

>>20104416
>>20104424
>>20104457
>>20104618
>Anon gets into an adventuring party through a guild and a few pints of fine aged ale
>Notices they have a Dark Elf, her caramel skin making a stark contrast to her fairer skinned companions
>The High Elf in the group hates her as the ranger/scout of the party, but she doesn't care about old stereotypes from the past
>You, being the Cleric type, are in the back-line as a sort of last shield for the Dark Elf as she unleashes powerful destructive magic...
>And unleash them she does-- Sweet Jesus did you notice it after the first sorty with her
>You had thought it was a trick to the light in the tavern but it turns out her hips and thighs are as full and wide as you thought
>Sweet Merciful Mother do you end up breaking your vows that night spending your jack seed to fantasies of settling down with the Dark Elf
>Eventually you end up training yourself by accident to get aroused by the mere sight of her posterior
>What's even worse is that the High Elf starts blaming the Dark Elf for trying to corrupt a man of faith-- Something she takes as a sort of invitation to play
>Later on, she starts dressing skimpier and skimpier, using glamours to make herself appear demure to the rest of the party
>Until one battle she deigns all clothing and lets you see her in the nude, her ass jiggling with each magical blast like cushioning
>The pretty pink of her elf pussy glistening with sweat as she uses more and more of her mana
>You weren't packing any less than two holy staves that day, one of wood and the other of... Well-- We all know by now
>That night, she invites herself into your tent, silken garments clinging to her every curve
>There's a bottle of something in her hand, completely emptied to the last drop that she tells you disregard
"I've been needlessly patient, and a woman should only have to wait so long..."
>Needless to say, her throat is far too hoarse to cast ANY spells by the time the morning rooster crows, teetering in a wobbling stumble out of your tent
>As you attempt to exit discreetly, you end up spotting the High Elf archer
>Her face goes beet fuckin' red when she sees the state of disrobe you're in, her eyes drifting downwards
>Her scream is shrill enough to wake the rest of the camp when she sees the holy weapon you had used on the Dark Elf the night before, thick and full of vitriol
>...
>It turns out the drink the Dark Elf had consumed was something of a fertility drug they drink to combat their kind's natural infertility due to long lifespans
>Your Holy Spirit put no less than two daughters in her, and given the unicorn blood she's been slipping you she wants MORE