Date: Sat, 21 Dec 2019 01:57:37 -0800
From: Robin Poolman <robinpoolman@gmail.com>
Subject: An elf, werewolf and a fairy walk into a bar.

As I entered the forest, the signs to the village of BellVisan appeared
almost right away. I flew for an hour or so and I came upon a tavern. Being
twilight, I decided to enter and ask for lodgings right away. The barkeep
directed me to the elf who ran the inn, who shook her head and said that
they were all out of rooms, but that she was happy to let me sleep in the
barn if I had no other place to go. I decided to take her up on her offer.

Being a fairy, I'm usually very cautious by nature. I don't travel at
night. My wings glow with purple light if I alight and fly, usually
attracting a lot of attention in a quiet dark forest. Only the song of the
Targetor tree is a safe place if I ever catch myself in a forest. The glow
of the tree usually can hide me, and its constant murmur hides the sound of
my flying if I make myself small enough.

As I walked over to the back of the tavern, looking for the barn, I heard a
neighing sound directing me to the barn. I walked over and saw an elf and a
werewolf chatting on the floor of the barn. I sat down quietly in the far
corner and heard them talking to each other. They seemed to be talking
about the whorehouse next door and lowered their voices in hushed tones as
I walked in. Obviously the werewolf had visited the place as he described
the whorehouse in elaborate detail. He was saying that they had multiple
rooms setup and the guys in the whorehouse were elves, werewolves, dwarfs.
He said in a low voice, looking at me that he wished they had pixies in the
whorehouse and that he had heard a lot about sex with pixies. He was
forgetting that we fairies have super hearing.

I sat there in my corner with my eyes averted away when the elf came and
introduced himself as Myrandan, and I responded that my name was Kalan. He
asked why a fairy would be traveling through the enchanted forest and I
told him that I had an uncle who wanted me working his fields which lay on
the other side of the forest and I was passing through.

He looked at me from head to toe and bit his lip. I was bare chested and my
firm shoulders and back were exposed. The only cloth I had on me was my
loin cloth tied around my waist and covering my nether regions. I had a few
necklaces around my neck that my brothers and sisters had given me in
farewell and a leather bracelet on my wrist. My long hair flowed to around
my shoulders. He looked back at the werewolf and whispered to me that my
journey had hidden dangers that I should be aware of.

I looked at Myrandan, who was dressed in sheepskin from head to toe. He
carried a quiver of arrows on his back and I saw his bow rested against the
wall. He was slim and tall. He had a grace about him as he walked and
talked. He looked dignified and composed. I smiled at his comment and told
him that fairies rarely need to arm themselves to escape a dangerous
situation. We simply trick and hide away in plain sight I told him.

He apologized for sounding patronizing in a low voice while I asked him
about his friend. Myrandan had just met the werewolf before I had walked
in. Now, the werewolf walked over to us and introduced himself as
ScarletRage. He was very hairy and walked with a majestic sense of self. He
had an air of authority and asked me what I was doing on this cold night in
a barn. I explained my situation to him while I sized him up. His chest was
muscular and big. His arms looks like tree trunks. He was just the kind of
guy who usually made my cock hard as wood and my wings started glowing blue
but I quickly distracted myself. I dared not say anything since he seemed
like a person of dubious character.

The three of us chatted for a while and then went into the tavern to get
some bread and vegetable stew for dinner and started buying each other
rounds of shots. As the alcohol entered our systems we loosened up and
started talking about the whorehouse nextdoor. The werewolf started
bragging about the guys he had seen there. He said that the dwarf was
dressed in torn leather and you could almost see his asshole when he bent
to pick something up. We all laughed and drank up to torn leather. My
inhibitions reduced I asked about the elf and Scarletrage described a lithe
figure dressed in flowing clothes from shoulder to ankles but that the
transparent nature of the material in the cloth revealed a cock that was
really long and thin.

Myrandan quickly pointed out that all elves had long cocks. I made eye
contact with him and asked him if that was really true. He confirmed it and
said that maybe I should confirm if it was a fact for myself sometime and
winked. I smiled and told him that I looked forward to visiting the
whorehouse. He shook his head and smirked. We turned our conversation to
the werewolf in the whorehouse. Scarletrage described him as bring under
dressed and being very crass. I asked him why and he described the way the
other werewolf had exposed himself to Scarletrage hoping to attract his
attention. He smiled as he said that.

We all got back to the barn barely able to walk. It was starting to get
very cold in the barn and we all setup our sleeping areas in one corner at
Myrandans suggestion. Myrandon suggested that the werewolf was best suited
to sleep next to the wall as he'd be warmer with his hairy body. He
situated himself in the middle and set up my place next to him.

We talked for a while and fell asleep after a bit. As it got colder, I felt
Myrandan moved closer to me. I did feel warmer as he got closer and
eventually, he was holding my body next to his. I was lying on my side
facing away from him. But not wearing any clothes except for my loin cloth,
I was really starting to shiver. Myrandan was fully clothed and he felt me
shiver and held my hands in his. My ass was sticking to his body as I
realized that his body was moving rhythmically. As he wrapped me in his
arms, I could feel his hot breath on my neck and his hips were definitely
thrusting into my backside.

I reached back behind me and felt with my hands, that he was indeed
gyrating his hips into my ass. My cock was clearly hardened in his pants
and he was straining against his pant. My hand ran a finger over his cock
and his body suddenly stopped realizing what I was doing. He let me feel
his cock. this cock literally ran the length of his thigh and stopped short
of his knees. I ran my finger over it as I felt it pulse from over his
pants.

Myrandan undid his waist tie and lowered his pants immediately and reach
for my hand and put my fingers directly on his cock. It was hot to the
touch. I ran my finger along its length, and it didn't disappoint. It
really was a long cock. what I hadn't realized was that while it was think
and long, it wasn't a straight hard cock. he was able to bend it and move
it and twist and turn it almost like an arm.

Myrandan kept me lying on my side as his cock searched around my loincloth
and went under it. His cock was actually moving my loincloth aside and
running its tip between my ass cheeks. It was also slowly leaking fluid as
it touched my skin, it felt warm to the touch. His cock found the entrance
to my hole and started rubbing a lot of the fluid on it. My hole feeling
warm relaxed and his thin cock waiting for that, slowly started pushing its
way in. inching its way in like a finger.

I was getting turned on and my wings started glowing. Myrandan, kept my
wings between our bodies in case we woke up the werewolf. His cock had
found my prostate and was rubbing it inside me. My cock immediately got
hard and started leaking itself while he was leaking inside me, his precum
fluid was making me feel warm inside my body creating a sense of glowing
heat inside me. We lay there without saying a word as he fucked me with his
cock which felt very unsatisfying to me because it was really thin.

I turned back and motioned for him to be quiet as I started shaking my
body. I was shrinking myself smaller. He let out a low moan as my body
shrank with his cock still inside me. As my body got smaller his cock felt
bigger inside me. To him he must have felt my hole tighten around his cock
as he breathed in the tightness. I shrank until my body was only three
fourths my original size and his cock felt thick and my hole was stretched
tightly around his cock.

He whispered in my ears that he had never fucked such a tight hole before.
I smiled to myself and squeezed his cock just a little. His cock almost
came right then inside me. He slowly started moving in and out of me as his
now monster long cock went all the way inside me filling my insides with
copious amounts of his precum. Every time he thrust his cock forward, I
could feel the entire length pull my insides along with it. In and out he
went. Slowly my body getting used to this unusual fuck. His body towering
over mine, he now held my hips and pulled me over his cock. He was using my
body to jack his cock off inside me. His pulled me over and around his cock
as his climax built and his cock stiffened up inside me until I heard him
whisper something in my ear and a warmth spread inside me as his body
jerked and he pushed his hips into mine and held me there as he shuddered
and after he stopped, his pulled his entire cock out of me leaving me
dripping his cum out of my hole and wet.

He whispered in my ears about how sweet my ass had felt and told me that he
was going to clean up and get back. He left his leather shirt on me to keep
me warm as my ass got colder from the wetness dripping out of me and slowly
leaking all over my loin cloth. I loosened it and removed it before it got
any wetter as I lay there trying to stay warm as my ass got colder.

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