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I gasped. All at once, hundreds of women materialized in the clearing, the textures of their bodies changing from floral and rock patterns to skin and hair. One was just three feet from me, and had perfectly disguised herself against the bark of a spruce. Now she was a black woman, her eyes a brilliant green, her veins pulsing with the same color. “Why should we join a war of orcs and elves?” Rose asked me, “Why should we risk ourselves for a cause we do not care for?” “Queen Leveria Tiadoa believes the Great Forest softcore belongs to the Highlands.” I responded, “She will use Queen Yavara as an excuse to take everything. If Queen Yavara loses her war, Leveria will not stop at the Pines and the Tundra; she will continue south.” “So you say, but you are hardly unbiased. Why should we believe you? Why should we not wait for a Highland emissary?” “You will wait indefinitely. What do you have to offer the Highlands besides your land? Leveria will attack you simply because you are weak and in the way. No one in the Lowlands or the Bearded Peaks will care if the nymphs are slaughtered. Even the dawn-elves who befriend you will flee before the coming army. The only person with any power to stop Leveria is Queen Yavara, and all she is asking in return is that you fight with her.” There Solo was a murmur amongst the nymphs, their heads turning from Rose, to me. Crystal shivered in my lap, restraining a cry as she rubbed her temples. Rose closed her eyes, and touched a amateur nearby tree. It was like she was in conference with the conifer, her lips moving silently. She opened her eyes, and her pupils retracted from their dilated state. “And if Queen Yavara wins her war, what will happen to us?” “Nothing, if that indian is what you wish.” Rose pondered my proposition for a moment, touched the tree again, then nodded, and raised her head to me. “This is not something we can decide for ourselves. The Mother will decide for us.” “The Mother?” I asked her. Crystal couldn’t suppress her cry now. She wailed aloud, clutching the sides of her head. “The Mother speaks to her, but this one can no longer listen, only hear.” Rose said, a pitiable expression on her face as she regarded Crystal. She looked back to me. “You may come see her, Big Boobs Elena, and bring your slaves with you. Thanks honey!” Some hotter chick would come along and steal him away. The hooks from her legs are attached to two retractable cables at the front of the cage. “Go, Prince Mathew,” Yavara offered him a charming smile, “enjoy yourself.” I don’t need thugs and brutes anymore; I need stone-cold-killers and foxy broads. As he did he rubbed her clit hard, until Artemis cried out. Guy 1 jumped up, obviously eager to try his luck again; or maybe he just wanted to get a closer look at my pussy. Matt was 5'6” or so, and was a bit of a nerd (OK, he still is), he has always had dark brown hair, the same blue eyes as me, and a massive 10” dick. She glanced at her nails, softcore pretending that she was unconcerned. He did everything that the others had done, but for longer. Me: “I honestly don’t know haha, very nervous, really scared, Solo but also excited, didn’t know what could happen or what to expect.” Though, I wasn’t really sure if there was a proper time or place for that topic. But any pics I take will have to be better than these, of course”, Big Boobs showing her indian the pics of herself in her bathroom freshman year. He looked at me with no note pad, pen or recording amateur devices and said, “So, tell me how it happened.”