”“Thanks.”Beaver and I went and put our trainers on then returned to the guys.“Go.”Beaver and I sprinted to the gate to the woods. I wasn’... sure but I think that I saw a couple of girls watching us. We were soon in the woods and standing by the tree that we’d pissed from and we stopped to decide what we were going to do.“We could just stay here and get our bodies ravished quite soon.” Beaver suggested.“True, but if we do a good job of hiding, think of the arousal that will build inside us.. A werewolf, no, a vampire would try to bite him constantly. He sighed pondering over maybe a werecat, but then again their shed, or maybe an elf, possibly or maybe a human...He had his choices of who to pick, he decided an elf should clean his home, they were kind and courteous.When Daren woke in his bed he heard the doorbell rang, he ran down and opened the door to a lovely elf standing before him. She had pale skin like the moon, long flowy green hair and lilac eyes. She wore a tight fitting. I carefully opened my door and went inside, rubbing my nose and hoping I hadn’t disturbed anyone. I turned on my lamp and undressed, wobbling precariously as I did so. I caught a glimpse of myself in my full length mirror as I was in the midst of trying to yank my sock off, and paused my struggle to look at myself with the elastic part of the sock still midway around my foot. I thought I looked pretty good, if I do say so myself. I was about 5’11 (rounded, not truncated) and was fairly in-shape. One strike from me and you will only have thirty seconds to live. You will have a hard time breathing. You will be suffocating and eventually will die a painful death. Now do you want me to be nice to you or not!!" Ivy speaking to him in a cold and threatening, but also in a kinky and playful, tone.Charles nodded his head, looking scared. Ivy then came on top of him. She was in control of him."Charles are you scared of me!!" she taunted him.Charles nodded his head."You know you don't have to.