“It’s an opportunity we can’t give up,” you say.
“I was hoping you’d say that,” Anja replies with a grin.
The pair of you head to the point the warrior marked on your map. It’s less than a day’s travel away, but it’s still night when you get there. You’re about to make camp, planning to search in the morning and wondering how to stave off Anja’s advances for another night, when the succubus points something out to you.
Across the mountainside, a faint light moves, barely brighter than the crescent moonlight. With stealth born of years of hunting, you approach. As you get closer, you see the light hovers over the head of a beautiful young woman. She’s clearly a dark elf, with long, pointed ears and skin the colour of a starlit sky. Her hair is white, flowing free down to her hips, and she’s wearing a simple robe. She’s younger than you expected – if she was a human, you’d guess she was still a teenager.
She stops at the edge of a stream. Then, to your shock, she pulls the robe over her head, revealing her naked body. From your hiding place, you can clearly see her small but firm breasts, her tight bubble-butt and the small triangle of white hair at her pubis.
Anja, you note with more disgust that surprise, has reached into the folds of her dress and begun to play with herself. It is up to you to decide what to do about this lovely vision in front of you. |