Chelsea Rae

During her banishment, Alkandi found herself in an ogre’s cave. She thought the cave abandoned, and she happened upon the skeleton of a she-orc, a gem buried in its ribs. Alkandi took the gem, and it burned its way into her chest. Unlike the she-orc, the gem did not kill Alkandi, but instead merged with her. Her hair grew black, her skin bronze, her eyes went from blue to orange. When the ogre came back to its layer, it found Alkandi resting on the bones of his kill. The ogre tried to rape Alkandi, but Alkandi did not resist. An ogre’s passion would kill most high-elves, but Alkandi was no longer a high-elf, but the first dark elf; a creature with the body of an elf, but the lust of a succubus and the strength of a she-orc. Alkandi mated with the beast, and bore the ogre’s children, who were to become the second generation of dark-elves. She met with the ogre leaders and organized them, often times trading her body for favors. She did the same with the orc chieftains, and the goblins and centaurs, until she stood at the head of an army greater than any the world had oral ever seen. She exacted her revenge upon the high-elves, cutting their kingdom in two, and establishing Alkandra, the realm of beasts, where she ruled for five-hundred years. I paused to gaze upon the astral figure of Alkandi, her naked body still as blowjob beautiful as the day I met her, her face fierce and defiant, her eyes ablaze with orange fury. Yavara stared confusedly, her eyes narrowing, the big cock hint of recognition dawning across her features. When I was a young boy, I continued, my temple was sacked by a band of orcs. I hid behind a bookshelf as my brothers were massacred, praying that the orcs’ illiteracy would keep them from searching my hiding place. While I peeked between the spines of two dusty volumes, my eyes were met with two blazing orange eyes. The orcs dragged me out and wanted to kill me, but Alkandi said she had uses for a young mage with a knack for survival. In a few years’ time I became headmaster of the temple of Alkandra, and found myself in Alkandi’s bed many nights. I loved her, Yavara, though she never loved me the same way. Alkandi didn’t believe in adorable monogamy, and I grew jealous. One night I interracial was contacted by the headmaster of the grand temple of the Highlands. He offered me amnesty for information, and in a jealous rage, I gave them what they wanted. Alkandi was assassinated in her chambers, and with her death, the kingdom of Alkandra tore itself apart. In my grief, I hung myself from the rafters of my temple. As I dangled from my noose, I looked up to find the ethereal figure of Alkandi, looking down at me from the astral plane. She told me that she would rise again, and that I needed to be there for her when she did. black She gave me her gift of agelessness, so that I could remain youthful for as long as I needed until she once against sat upon the Black Throne. Alkandi’s astral face turned sharply toward me. And what a fine job you’ve done so far, Zander. Yavara gasped at the breaking of uniformity, but my attention was divested elsewhere. It was so good to hear Alkandi speak to me, even if her voice was seeped in venom. I smiled at her, then turned to Yavara, her face twisted in confusion. Do you recognize that voice, Yavara? A voice that is your own, but somehow foreign? Yavara flinched with realization, and twenty-nine of the other astral bodies flinched with her, but not Alkandi. Alkandi stepped from the row of her incarnates, and walked to the newest one, her hands outstretched. I was stunned to say the least. My knees were killing me on the tile floor and I stood up and took her to the bed. 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Eventually, Marcus gave her his number and the place was closing as he walked out. From here he began lubing himself up. In a trance I drove to the mall, more than once wondering how much her tits would fill my hands.