Slipping back out into the dormitory halls, you begin to weave your way through the crowds of freshman noisily moving into their new rooms. Ignoring the shouts and loud music already filling the hallways you take stock of yourself. The amulet hasn’t made you feel any different, certainly not any luckier and you tuck it into your shirt as you move out onto the communal quad.
The large open lawn is covered in stall and booths to celebrate the start of the university year, there are clubs and fraternities taking on new members as well as information booths and food vendors. Everywhere amongst the throng of people you can easily spot the Fae; inhumanly beautiful women of all shapes and sizes, mingling easily with the excited new students.
Three tiny sparkling motes of light dart past your face, only to materialize in a burst of faerie dust into three full sized girls; slender and beautiful with long multicolored hair and pointed ears on the steps to the administration building. Pixies you guess, and what were they wearing?! Scandalously short skirts that showed off long elegant legs and small tube tops that strained across full swollen breasts while revealing flat taut bellies seemed to be their take on human fashion and your eyes follow them hungrily as they run up the broad stairs hand in hand and chatting excitedly with each other.
Spotting the Campus Residency booth, setup under the shade of a large tree, you push your way through the crowd hoping that you’re not too late to transfer out of your shared room and away from Mike. Your heart drops when you see the earlier crowds that had been fighting for rooms were gone and the registration clerk is preparing to close. Then you take closer notice of the clerk…
What a stunner! Definitely Fae; she is a tall slender young women with long flowing hair, olive skin and one of the most spectacular bosoms you’ve ever seen! Dressed in a figure hugging summer dress of forest greens that sets off her slender frame, she bends over the desk gathering up papers as her glorious 38EE cup tits threaten to slip free from the flimsy dress all together. Looking up at your approach she gives you a dazzling smile, completely unconcerned with your goggling stare down her cleavage.
“Hi there stud, you need help with something?” She asks, her big bright emerald eyes looking at you through long dark lashes.
“Ummmm, yeah. I know it’s a bit late in the day for this, but I was hoping to transfer to a new room?” You manage to stammer, and then remembering your other concern, you fish the amulet out of your shirt. “Maybe you can help me with this too?”
Her sparkling eyes widen at the sight of the amulet and she straightens to look at you with renewed interest.
“That’s a leprechaun elder’s luck charm; it’s a quite rare and powerful bit of magic. They don’t part with them easily, where did you get that?” she asks in her soft lilting voice, the sound of it putting you in mind of the wind through the trees.
“From a friend…” you tell her uneasily “Look, I just can’t seem to take the damned thing off…”
“Of course not! Losing a powerful luck token like that would be very bad luck indeed!” She says with a light tinkling laugh that sets her impressive bust to jiggling enticingly.
“So you can’t help me.” It’s more of a statement then a question and your heart sinks as you speak it. Fae magic was supposed to be tricky, and a luck charm that wouldn’t come off because that would be ‘unlucky’ sounded just like every other story of Fae trickery.
“Look, I’m Paphia and sorry but no, I’m a tree nymph.” She says gesturing expansively to the large shading tree stretching tall above the two of you. “My magic can’t help you there, but I don’t see why you’d want it off. That’s not just any old luck token, it’s the luck token of a Leprechaun Elder!”
She says this as though it should be significant or impressive, though it means little to you. All you know about Leprechauns is that they have been making it big in the financial exchanges and revenue houses since ‘The Return’. Paphia watches your puzzlement in amusement before opening a laptop.
“As for your housing problem, let’s see…” She says bending over again and tapping away at the laptop with her long delicate fingers as you get another free eyeful of her amazing cleavage.
“Oh, you’re lucky already… see?” she says spinning the laptop to face you and pointing out figures and lists. “You have three choices, all good. We have one double room in the freshman wing you can have all to yourself, we can put any latecomers in with your current roommate and that way you’ll have plenty of room to… entertain.”
Her brilliantly green eyes sparkle mischievously up at you as she offers this before going on…
“Or there’s a shared room in the co-ed dorms, and those are usual only offered to seniors…” she muses prettily before leaning closer to you and tapping a long green fingernail on one final column of names and numbers…
“…or there’s still several rooms available in the Fae Student Quarters.” She whispers, a note of heat entering her voice. “We’re not even allowed to offer these to regular mortals but then again, today is supposed to be my day off, so screw the university and its frigid rules.”
Straightening again with another deliciously busty bounce that makes your groin tingle, she eyes you up and down with an appreciative smile.
“Either way lucky boy, you can have your pick on one condition… I’d like to help you ‘move in’…”
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