The Elve sat up from the old leather couch and rubbed her eyes groggily. She looked nothing like Abina, but she was still one of the sexiest women Logan ever seen. Her short blonde hair was styled into a bob that swayed back and forth across her slender cheekbones as she walked. The eve's entire body was lithe and fit like that of an athlete, complete with small, perky breasts, well-defined abs, and thighs that looked strong enough to crush a man’s head.
“We may not have done the deed, but I appreciate what you did for me, Keida!” the goblin exclaimed. “Now the chicks are all going to be lining up to get a piece of the me!"
“You didn’t have sex with--” Logan started to say, but Rafe interrupted me.
“Naw, man. As soon as she changed me into this badass body, I just wanted to sleep it off. Now I just want to eat, get high, and play some video games.”
“Ugh…” the blonde elve sighed as she lay her head against the backrest of our old couch. “How disappointing.”
“I’m not disappointed!” Rafe laughed.
“Men almost never are,” my friend’s summoned elve said as a half-smile came to her sexy lips.
“I didn’t have any such issue with Logan here!” Abina out excitedly.
The blonde succubus raised an eyebrow, bit her lip, and ran her purple eyes up and down Logan's body. “Really? Maybe we should swap before we go back to our master. All this other one wanted me to do was turn him into a demon.”
“I still can’t believe that you didn’t have sex with her,”Logan said to Rafe. Isn't that why they summoned them?
“Logan,” Rafe shook his head back and forth. “I just wanted her to fulfil my wildest desires. One of which was to become a different being! I’ve read all about them, but now people are gonna be reading about me!”
“Alrighty then, to each his own,” Logan shrugged, what's there to say? Rafe made his choice. He then turned back to the couch. “Excuse me, uh-- whoa!”
The naked blonde woman was suddenly sitting at the breakfast table next to him. She stuck out her hand to shake his, and the gesture made her exposed breasts jiggle.
“Keida,” she said as our palms connected.
Logan tried to not let his eyes wander around Keida's body as he questioned further. “Is there uhhh, any chance you can change him back?” I gestured to the goblin who was now playing some sort of dubstep music out of his phone, standing on their kitchen counter, and dancing what can only be described as a mix between an Irish Riverdance and Breakdancing as he giggled maniacally.
“It’s what he wanted.” She shrugged as she looked at her nails. “It was on the contract.”
“So what happens now?” Logan asked the elve because until that moment he'd completely forgotten about the contract. “Do you steal our souls and go back to your queen, or…?”
“We’re not that kind of dark elves, Logan.” Abina raised her finger and twirled a lock of her long black hair as she stared down at the ground. “And I don’t think I’m going to go back to the Dark Realm. After last night, I want to stay here with you.”
The succubus’ sister did not look amused. “Abina, you know we can’t do that,” she warned. “Do you remember what happened to Luell?”
"Luell?" Logan asked.
The blonde succubus nodded slowly. “Luell got her name because she was the most casual of our sisters. She didn’t really care to do her job. She’d spend countless days on Earth after the service to her man was completed, just roaming around and goofing off in the city. Luell was all play and no work.”
“And what happened to her?” Logan asked. “I’m assuming your boss didn’t take it very well?”
Keida words caught in her throat as she tried to speak. “Brethil finally got tired of her laziness. While Luell was out partying with humans, the Dark Elves Queen herself came to Earth and tracked her down. It was a bloodbath. Hundreds of humans were killed in the battle, and our sister was dragged back down into the Dark Realm to be punished for a thousand years.”
“It sounds like Brethil isn’t somebody you wanted to fuck with,” Logan said cautiously as he watched Keida shiver in fright. “At least, not intentionally.”
“She is quite powerful,” Abina said as she put an arm around Keida to comfort her sister. “She is the original Dark Elve, after all.”
“Exactly, sister. So, we should not linger here.” As Keida spoke, she leaned her head to rest on her sister’s shoulder.
“It will be alright, Keida. Look we can actually do what he always wanted! Luell was alone. We will be together, and we will have them!” she exclaimed as she pointed in Logan and Rafe's direction.
Logan raised his brows, not liking where this was going.
“Forgive me if I don’t believe a mere mortal and his goblin are going to protect us from the Elves Queen.” Keida looked them over. “No offense or anything, of course”
“He is no mere mortal, sister,” Abina said as she smiled at Logan. Showing sharp teeth. “Spend a few hours with Logan, and you’ll know he’s special beyond all imagination! You know that only those with potential can summon us." She shared an unreadable look with her sister.
Keida sighed, but then a sly smile spread across her face as she turned to look at Logan. “I guess I could use a good distraction right now. Besides, last night was… less than satisfying.” She glanced at his roommate. “No offense or anything.”
“No, I get it.” Rafe shrugged at her. “You wanted a trip to pound town, and I didn’t oblige. And now I’m just really not interested in you anymore. Can’t really say why.”
“Wait, you’re not interested in her?” Logan's eyes popped and he gestured at the blonde elve. “Have you seen her?”
“Yeah.” Rafe shrugged. “I know I should be interested in her, or hell, annoyed you want to sleep with the elve I summoned, but I’m just not.” He smirked. “But if you’re interested.” He waved me off. “Do what makes you happy.”
“Seriously?” Logan swallowed hard. “You really don’t care?”
“Not even slightly.” Rafe gave him a bored look. “There’s about a million other things I’d rather do, crazy as it sounds.”
“So, what do you say, Logan?” Keida asked as her fingers wrapped around my hand on the kitchen table.
“I think I’d be a fool to say no,” Logan laughed. Sure, Brethil sounded scary and all, but as the naked, blonde woman smiled at him, he couldn’t find myself caring much about her at all.
“That’s what I like to hear,” Keida giggled and then pulled him up with her as she stood. Then the blonde elve led him toward his bedroom while making a special point of shaking her ass with each and every step.
“Go get ‘em, Tiger!” Abina called as Keida and Logan entered his bedroom, but before he could respond to the dark-haired woman, the blonde elve grabbed him by the sides of his face, pulled him in close, and shoved her tongue down his throat.
Then she kicked the door closed behind them.
As they continued to make out, Keida expertly tugged off his pants, and as she reached down to stroke me she gasped.
“Well? What do you think?” Abina called out with a giggle from outside the bedroom door.
The blonde woman smiled as she dropped to her knees in front of me and licked her lips. “I’ve made up my mind, Liby. Brethil be damned. I think we should definitely stay.”
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“You’re being awfully quiet over there, Logan,” Keida murmured as she put her hands on her knees and smiled. “Did our services leave you speechless?”
They had just finished fucking and had just finished their ordered breakfast.
“That ain’t natural for Logan,” Rafe chuckled. “He’s always got his two cents to throw into the mix!”
“It’s not that.” Logan shook his head. “It’s just that it’s a lot to take in, you know? Like, if you two are both real, and your elves masters are real, then that means everything I’ve been taught and know is a lie . All the stories, all the teachings, all the metaphysical entities… It’s crazy.”
“I know it’s a lot to take in.” Abina stretched her hand across the table and placed it on Logan's. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered it being from the night before, and her touch brought back a rush of incredible memories. “We’re used to being questioned by the mortals who summon us. Please, ask us anything you want.”
“Alright, so, first question: Are you guys just, like, freelancing for Brethil?” Logan asked. “Or is there some sort of hierarchy down there? Some sort of chain of command?”
“I really wish you mortals would stop referring to it as down there,” Keida interrupted. “Realms exist on a completely different astral plane. It’s not like if you dig deep enough into the ground you’re going to find the place.”
“Totally knew that,” Rafe said smugly with nod from his chair.
“To answer your question before I was rudely interrupted by my sister over there,” Abina joked, which prompted a dirty look from Keida. “Every Dark Elves, male and female serves Brethil, no questions asked. She was the first woman in the history of the universe to ever have become Dark Elve, and she did it her way. She refused serve the goddess like the Light Elves did. That’s what got her banished from the Light Court. Because of her sexual art with a demon she was also known as the seducing Queen.”
“Well, shit,” Logan said, already getting fascinated with the talk of Dark and Light Court. He knew Keida and Abina were from the Dark Realm.. court. “This is a lot to take in."
Logan continued. “ So, Brethil is the master of all Dark Elves Please continue!”
“Brethil is known as the Dark Elves Queen or Seduction Queen, but there are other Queens and Kings of different Realms. The Realms are connected, some are even inside each other and with different beings that either mix or don't,” The dark-haired woman nodded behind her purple eyes. “Right now the Realm that's rulling over all other realms is the Demon Realms. Led my morning star himself. Brethil is an ally of the Demon King and one of his most ruthless ally. Under her are the elves lords, powerful entities who act as generals in the wars against those who would not bow under the rule of Demon Realm”
Abina added when she noticed Logan's confusion. “Then there are the lesser brings. That would be someone like the goblins and the grunt soldiers but really though even a goblin can become a Lord if he planned well and gain power. It's all about the power you have."
“So, my next question is simple,” Logan began. If they planned to defy their queen. At least they should have some power to back it.
“Do you have powers? All the elves,demons I see in movies and in stories can cast spells and perform feat of power."
“Yes and no,” Abina answered. “All metaphysical beings have magical abilities. The higher up in the chain of command they are, the stronger their abilities. The problem is that we have entered into a contract with you, which means that, for the time being, you are our new master.”
“Although I think we’d both love it if you continued to be our master forever,” Abina said. Part jokingly and part serous.
“That would be delightful.” Keida smirked. “But us lower-level entities have abilities that are bound to our masters. Since we’ve essentially started over with somebody new, our power levels have been reset to zero.”
“How do we get them back up?” Logan questioned, feeling his excitement rising.
“The closer the bond we have with our master, the stronger our powers become.” The dark-haired elves batted her eyes at me. “Right now, our connection is still budding, so our powers are at a basic level.”
Keida laughed. “In other words, our powers grow the more the three of us have sex.”
“Hey, now that’s something I can get behind!” Logan's head swim.
“I hope it’s not the only thing you’re getting behind…” The blonde bit her lip and stared at Logan hungrily.
“I’m trying to eat here, guys,” the goblin scoffed. “Why don’t you get back to the good stuff? I was actually learning a lot!”
“Thank you, Rafe,” Logan said with a sigh. “So, what, you guys don’t really have any say in what you do? Like you’re all just subordinates to other Beings? Elves?” “Particularly our master, Lord Voidmoth” Keida said, vitriol filling her voice. “He’s the one who keeps us in line and makes sure that the humans who summon us pay up when the time comes.” “Sounds like a real asshole.”Logan said. Already know what the two women wanted. For him to take them under his protection. Funny as it might sound. Logan was bored and excited enough by this new adventure to give it a chance. “Which leads me to our next question. What are the odds of him coming after you? You guys are supposed to take my soul or something and return to your Realm after the deed is done, as payment for summoning you, right?” “I don’t know,” Keida murmured, and both of the supaused and looked at each other tensely. “We probably aren’t even on his radar right now." "And what happens if yo
As he reached for Rafe, green sparks leapt from his hands as a wash of heat erupted from his fingertips. Rafe saw the deadly projectile as it hurled furiously at him, but he could do little but flinch as it rocketed towards his position. The space in front of Rafe shimmered for an instant, and then a shield of protective green appeared between the fireball and Rafe. Keida attack collided with the bright green wall, curled around the edges of the shield, and singed the area around Rafe in a circle, and that caused the ceiling to collapse around him. The goblin flailed his stubby arms as he fell, but instead of hitting the ground, he collided against the green shield with a dull thud. Logan could barely believe my eyes. He had created the protective barrier like it had been second nature. All he had wanted to do was protect his friend from danger, but his powers responded to his feelings without any sort of conscious thought. “I knew you could do it!” Keida s
“Can Elves even get drunk?” Logan asked the two women across from him as his vision started to blur. The two women both shrugged before Abina spoke up. “Well, don’t you want to find out? I’m sure you’ve been with a million drunken mortals. Can you imagine what it would be like to be with two drunken, horny elves?” They had fond their bar alright, and they had make use of the opportunity to get as close to drunk as they could. The humans anyway. “Oh, I can imagine it alright,” Logan smirked as a hundred different images raced through his mind. “My only concern would be that you’d accidentally let loose your powers while we were in the middle of it. ‘Death by Orgasm’ isn’t exactly what I want on my tombstone.” “That doesn’t happen,” Abina quipped. “Often.” “Fuck it, it’s a risk I’m willing to take.” Logan slurred. The bartender returned with another round of beers, and Logan don’t even remember finishing them. His senses started to feel lik
“Ah, you’re the asshole that Abina and Keida don’t like,” Logan growled, taking an aggressive step forward. “What kinda name is Voidmoth, anyway?” Rafe slurred. “Is he gonna make me a sandwich?” “It’s an old Dark Elves house name, word for a warrior, if you must know,” the man, Voidmoth said. Eyes gleaming. “It’s super gayyy,” Rafe droned. “Gaaaaayyyyyyyy.” “But my name is irrelevant now,” Voidmoth hissed as he ran his hands through his perfect blonde hair and turned to Logan. “The thing is, Mr. Ralston, you have two of my dark Elves. Two of my best ones, I might add. They were supposed to fulfill their duties to you and your friend and then return to us. Thousands of people out there ask for their services by the hour, you know. What kind of businessman would I be if I denied them their wishes?” “Abina and Keida want to stay here with me,” Logan said flatly, making his face expressionless. He was trying to act cool,
Logan's flames began to glow with purple light even though he was readying an attack. That was odd, but he didn’t have time to think about it because Voidmoth was already starting to recover. Logan flung his hands out and unleashed a blast of purple-tinged fire that completely engulfed the demonic pimp. “It’s going to take a lot more than that to kill the Servant of dark realm!” Voidmoth’s voice boomed as he stepped forth from the raging inferno Logan unleashed. His clothes were singed, and his flesh looked a bit charbroiled, but as he paused to straighten his tie, Logan realized the wounds were already starting to heal. Before he had a chance to react, Voidmoth flung another one of his fireballs at them. A shot of purple flame sprang from Keida and Abina as wings sprouted from their backs. “We have to run!” Keida cried as she grabbed Logan by the scruff of the neck and hauled him out of the way. The ceiling of the bar was fairly low, but she was able to fly
Straight from the bar, they boarded the subway and took it to the most run-down part of the city that they could think of. This place might have been a sprawling metropolis, but it still had its hardships. Logan lived in one of the more run-down parts of town, but their current location made his home look like a luxury resort. This part of the city used to be the home of dozens of factories that employed thousands of people, but once those companies began to outsource for cheaper labor, the people here were left jobless and hopeless. The sight made Logan appreciate what little he had even more. A few blocks down from the subway station stood an old house that looked like it had been abandoned for decades. Pieces of its original brick exterior had fallen off and were now laying in the overgrown grass of the lawn. Several of the windows were boarded shut, and the ones that weren’t probably should have been, considering they were now broken beyond repair. As they w
Logan hesitated to open his eyes. The sounds of harrowed screams pounded in his eardrums in the distance, and he was now even more wary to see what he had done. His eyes popped open. The scene was surreal, like something out of a Dali painting. He was still in the house with Kelda, Abina, and Rafe, but the entire world appeared to be distorted and staticky. The images of his three friends were frozen in place. Rafe looked like he was seeing him in a funhouse mirror as the normally three-foot tall goblin towered above him. Kelda’s athletic frame was widened to the extreme, and Abina’s face looked like it was melting. Was this purgatory? “Logan…” an unseen voice whispered through the sounds of the screaming. “Who’s there?” Logan called out though he figured it was probably in vain. “Come with us, Logan…” The voice was distinctly female, but he still couldn’t see anybody. Then he saw it. Out of the corner of his eye, the figure of a woman dashed past his pos
“You probably won’t be surprised by this whatsoever,” Keida said as she helped pack a few of Logan’s belongings into the suitcase he’d had since he was in fifth grade, “but it’s a common place for us elve to be summoned. Sin City and all.” “That actually does surprise me,” Logan questioned the elve with a raised eyebrow. “Prostitution is totally legal there. A sex partner isn’t exactly hard to come by.” Abina bit her lip seductively. “Mortal women don’t fulfill the same desires as we can, but you already know all about that, don’t you?” “You’ll hear no argument from me,” Logan chuckled in agreement. Keida, Abina, and Logan had a pretty simple relationship. They were happy as long as he was happy, and he was happy as long as they were happy. The only issue was that their former master, a elve lord who could summon literal Magicfire, wanted them back, and wanted Logan dead. And he wasn’t going to let that happen. Once t
The moderator completely ignored the politician’s words and nodded for Ira to continue. “Thanks, Jim,” she retorted. Ira grabbed the mic off the podium and began to walk around the stage gingerly. “My fellow Arizonians,” she explained. “The reason I bring this up here, in front of you, is because I don’t want my opponent to weasel his way out of these accusations behind a PR team. There’s far too much of that in the political world. No, Bill, I want you to face the music here, in front of our constituents.”“About what?” Hoggins chuckled awkwardly. “So I was a male prostitute? So what? As you said, all of my clients were consenting adults.”Ira shot the man an angry look and tightened her grip on the microphone. “That’s not what I’m talking about, and you know it. You see, being the businessman that he is, Mr. Hoggins just had to have his cake and eat it too. He was much more than a prostitute, my friends. He built an entire sex worker empire up there in Vegas.”“Lies!
“Political Dominatrix?” Logan questioned. “Do I even want to know?” “Yeah, bro,” Rafe explained. “It’s totally the standard outfit of politicians. I call it that because the people that wear it like to put it on while they fuck us senseless.”“Is that what being a politician is?” Tris asked, surprised. “No wonder Ira was always so engaged with Marvin Franklin’s campaign.”“It’s a metaphor,” Logan sighed. “Like, the politicians are fucking over the people.”“I’m not using a metaphor,” Rafe argued. “They’re literally fucking us in a bareback, raw-dog, ‘bite the pillow’ sort of way.”“That sounds right up Ira’s alley.” Tris nodded in agreement.“And now, Mr. Hoggins’ opponent,” the moderator interrupted. “Former wife of Marvin Franklin, the man who used to represent the seventh district, Maggie Franklin!”The crowd applauded for Ira but not nearly as much as they had for Hoggins. To make up for the lack of enthuBethsm, Rafe, the elves, and Logan all made sure to hoot and holler as lou
Wearing a tuxedo generally went a long way in improving Logan's mood, and tonight was no different. He sat there at the massive round table, decked out in a jet-black tux complete with its own vest and bowtie. This was a black-tie affair, and Logan was never one to come underdressed.Luckily for him, neither were any of his friends.Logan's friend Libidine sat directly next to him at the round table, and it was taking everything in his power to keep from gawking at her perfect and massive breasts. The succubus wore a sparkly silver dress that had a wide, plunging neckline. If it weren't for the dress's halter top, her delicious boobs would have been flopping out all over the place.Of course, Logan wouldn't have complained if they were.Then there was Cupi. Surprisingly, the Sister of Greed had little to no interest in fashion, but she was still dressed to the nines. The fit succubus wore a tight red dress with an off-shoulder neckline that ran all the way down to her knees. It had th
The assassin’s body was now bubbling like crazy, and some of the boils were growing to nearly the size of a baseball. His face began to contort into an unrecognizable, abstract horror, and then his torso began to expand. “Oh shit!” Rafe exclaimed. “He’s gonna go Big Trouble in Little China on us. Hit the deck!” Logan and the others dove to the ground, and then there was a loud, sloppy-sounding pop. Logan could feel the chunks of gooey gore crash into his body, and he was nearly mortified. He pulled himself to his feet and observed the scene.The assassin’s body was completely gone, or more accurately, it was scattered all across the inside of the Cult of Ralston’s headquarters. Pieces of furry spider flesh ran down the walls and left a trail of green gore in its wake. The assassin's organs were spread across the ground at various intervals.This place was going to need a real deep cleaning as soon as possible. Logan nearly gagged as he wiped the slimy remains of the creature off
As Logan ran towards the assailant, he drew the jagged remains of his goat-headed dagger from his belt, ran his Magicfire-covered hand over the base of the blade, and enchanted it. The jagged, broken steel stretched out into a fiery cutlass, and he readied his weapon for the assault. The spider-creature threw out the pointy end of its leg in his direction. He was probably hoping that Logan would run into the point and skewer himself, but luckily for Logan, he wasn't that stupid. Instead, Logan twisted his glowing blade and parried the deadly appendage away with a flick of his wrist. He ducked down, spun around, and lopped off another one of the creature's back legs. As the spider-demon fell awkwardly onto its knees, Logan saw a. flash of Abina's polearm as the blunt end shot up and struck him in the chin. Green mist sprayed upward, and the demon was now dripping its own sludge-like blood out of its mouth. Logan wasted no time in thrusting his sword in the direction o
Logan surveyed the battlefield around him and saw that, despite their best efforts, the army of oversized spiders was quickly overwhelming them. They were already halfway up Raphael’s body, and they had Gula nearly completely covered with their horrid wave. It was like they kept multiplying faster than they could kill them. “Precision strike?” Rafe suggested. Logan nodded to the goblin, and then they both ran toward their friends. He created a series of ascending platforms for the goblin to climb, and he acrobatically hopped up the makeshift stairs with ease. Once he was at the top, he flipped up into the sky above Gula and rained down a hailstorm of tiny balls of Magicfire. The spiders screamed as they were burned off the elves’ torso and arms.Once she had her upper body free, Gula took a swing with her enchanted battle axe. Chunks of spider and greenish blood flew up into the sky, and then the elves was free.“Save Abina,” Logan nodded to the redhead as he dashed toward Kelda
Logan started to take a step toward one of the two gentlemen, but then he froze. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something was off about these two.When the boys moved, it was almost like they were suspended like marionettes on strings. Then there were their voices, which seemed devoid of all emotions even though they wore large smiles on their faces.Something wasn't right here.“Actually, I think I'm gonna stay over here,” Logan explained. “But you boys are more than welcome to tell me all about the ‘good news’ from a distance.”The boy on the left looked at his friend. “I was afraid he'd say that.” He sighed and then turned back to them. “The good news is that we finally found you, Logan Ralston.”In an instant, the two creepy-looking young men began to glow with a black ectoplasmic substance. They reached out and took each other's hands, and then their bodies began to meld together into one large, ominous blob. Finally, the magical nebula began to take on a
“What’s the matter?” Logan asked with a grin. “Are you shy?”The redhead snorted. “Anything but,” she argued. “It’s just… I don’t know… I feel like Sister Abina and Sister Kelda are putting a lot of pressure on me to hook up with you.”“Really?” Logan noted sarcastically. “I didn’t notice.”They passed by a few of the offices of the lower-level cult members, and then they were at the computer room. Logan stepped aside and let the elves enter the room first.“Well… I want to,” Gula continued. “I really, really want to. But--”“You want to ease into things,” Logan finished her sentence. “I get it, Gula. We don’t have to rush into that if you’re not ready.”“What?” the Sister of Gluttony asked with a confused quirk of her lips. “That’s not what I meant at all.”“What did you mean, then?” Logan questioned.Gula looked down at the ground bashfully and then turned her head up to stare him in the eyes. The elves bit her lip, and Logan could see that her nipples were growing erec
Shadow sped through the streets of Phoenix, under cover of the dark desert night. The second that Rafe and Tris had returned from their munchie run, Logan snagged the keys to the vehicle and decided to head toward his cult’s hideout. If they really were going to be tracking down a missing Archangel, rallying his cultists was probably the best place to start. “I still don’t get why you didn’t just call Oliver,” Rafe muttered from the middle seat. “It would have saved me from being uncomfortably smashed between two guys for an entire car ride. I think I’ve had to say ‘no homo’ more times today than I have in my entire life.” “Doubtful,” Raphael uttered under his breath. “What’d you say, angel boy?” Rafe demanded. “We may be best buds, but don’t think I won’t give you the ol’ one-two, one-two if you get outta line.” “Of course,” the Archangel said with a coy smile. “I’d never think of insulting you, Rafe.” “Damn straight,” the goblin nodded, “but, as the leader of this group, I’ll le