And Then The Elven Nation Attacked 9

You know what?

Getting fucked feels FUCKING AMAZING.

And yes, the caps and the Fucking and the FUCK are all necessary because there is a fucking cock inside me, and it feels wonderful, it feels amazing, it feels like fucking and I now fully and completely understand all my lovely elves and why they like getting dicked so much because this is true bliss.

And that's just the tip!

"NGhn, Savior, you're so tight it's hard to get it in you!" Miel spoke, panting, her chest shaking and heaving and bouncing and making hypnotic motions that seem to enhance the sensations coursing through me as she pushes the dildo further in, I've read that this is supposed to hurt, written stories where it's described as being torn apart, I've seen images and videos where the girls in it suffer horribly, where they bleed and cry and have to endure, but none of that is happening to me, it's just pleasure, it's all pleasure and nothing but pleasure.

"Ack, Savior," cried out Miel in ecstasy, "I can feel your pussy vibrating all the way to mine!" she said with a giggle, "you're trembling so much it's adorable!" she panted, "I'm, halfway in now!"

It felt like she was in all the way to the back of my throat, I felt stuffed but comfortably so, like it was right, correct, the right thing, my body was made for this, I was an elf, a lewd elf, an erofu if you may, my pussy getting split and my mind following gave me a level of utter and complete clarity of my existence, of my very being and purpose, this is what I do, this is what I am, this is what I live for...

"Do you like it Savior..!? Do you like my invention, my prized toy, do you like how it feels!?" Miel hissed, her breathing coming in short pants, "does it feel good!?"

"I love it! It feels amazing! Fuck me more!" I didn't even say that, my body just said it on its own, my instincts just took over and I let them, reaching with my hands to her shoulders and arms and wrapping my legs around her waist as she pushed all the way in until I was fully stuffed with an elven dildo, decades if not centuries of experience put together for the sole purpose of creating the ultimate fake cock.

"I'm gonna move now Savior," Miel said, letting out her breath and placing her hands on either side of my body, just close enough to my body to not be touched by my sizable breasts, and also lowering herself to mash her lips to mine, kissing me deeply as she began to pump her hips, and letting me feel the glorious heaven that is her nipples on mine, the heavy meat of her breasts pressing down on me from above, it was... bliss.

I feel a deep and almost cold sensation, loss even, as she pulls her hips back and I feel like I'm missing something, all of my muscles around my core, my crotch and abs and the insides of my pussy, tense and autonomously attempt to restrain the plastic-feeling cock that's scratching a deep itch inside me as it comes out, not smoothly, but rather laboriously, making me feel how it comes out by every agonizing fraction.

A third, then halfway, then two thirds, then three quarters, until only the slightly bulbous tip was inside me, my cuntlips felt like they were stretching, like they were sealing around her fake cock as hard as they could to ensure it wouldn't come out, and then... all the air in my lungs is driven out, in a single oofing noise that would've been humorous if I could think of anything other than the cock inside me.

In all the way, I could feel her kissing my womb, reminding me as she hits the depths of my body that I could just as well raise an elf in my body myself, a thought as exciting as it is frightening, but it feels like she rips it to shreds as she pulls back, my eyes open and I caught her biting her lips, closing her eyes, breasts shaking and bouncing and pressing against mine as she comes down for another kiss while her hips bounce on top of me, as I can feel the softness and smoothness of an elf's skin on mine, the taste of her tongue fills my mouth and she picks up speed.

In and out, driving me crazy with each thrust and making me feel a deep loss when she pulls out, we're hugging, we're kissing, we're fucking and I'm falling in love with this all over again, I can't help it, I love these lewd elves and I love being a lewd elf myself! This is wonderful, I wish I could share this experience with everyone, and I wish to make each of my fellow elves experience this joy, no, even greater, under me, on top of me, on either side, in front of me and behind me, I want to fuck and be fucked, I want to experience more, more and more sex, I want to love all of my elves and I want to be loved by all of them as well!

"Ahn, savior, I can feel it, you're so warm and soft and lovely, you're the best Savior, you're amazing, the greatest..! This feels so much better...!"

I needed more! I slipped my cock out, and of its own volition it shot between our tight trim stomachs and the tip of it was between our tits, my large cock and our huge boobs make it possible for me to experience the ultimate height of pleasure that only I can experience, that only someone who has both sexes can understand, the feeling of getting your pussy plundered while your dick is between two pairs of soft and hot and huge titties! A titty fuck while getting fucked! And it's all mine! Only mine!

"I'm gonna cum, I'll cum, I'll cum all over our breasts!"

"Ghn, mee tooo!!" Miel shouted, shaking so hard as she thrust into me that I knew she was experiencing untold pleasure as well, the dildo was two sided after all, and the closeness and smoothness and softness and warmth we were sharing with each other was incredible as well, the pleasure of our breasts against one another, the tingling and electric sensation every time our nipples met was causing explosions in the back of my mind, like tiny orgasms on their own.

"Let's cum together!!"

I was struggling to hold onto it, and especially so when she looked at me with watery eyes, "kiss me! Hold me Savior!" she begged, but I was already wrapped around her like a limpet, I angled my crotch so my cock slipped further up between our tits as we pressed together the kiss broke as we both screamed wordless orgasms into each other's mouth, the arching of her back causing my cock to emerge from between our tits and spraying semen like a white geyser, like a volcanic eruption, it was so hot that it felt like it burned me through the fabric of my clothes and all over my own face and we both cried out in ecstasy as our cunts squeezed the plasticky cock joining us together.

I hugged her once more, and we kissed, and luxuriated in the feel of our lovemaking and the afterglow that remained, for a few minutes, in blissful, peaceful silence.

At least, until she finally regained enough energy to get off of me, pulling off and taking the dildo out of me before taking it out of herself, both of us finding it easy thanks to the immense amount of lubrication we'd produced.

At the same time, I withdrew my cock back into me, because I knew it would get us both horny if I kept it out.

Cleaning up was... a bit annoying, especially since I didn't actually have water prepared for this... but we made do, we had... plenty of means to get rid of the semen between the two of us after all.

Finally, we sat down, not on my bed which... will need some cleaning, but on my sitting room, once my clothes were put back on properly, and she... apparently would just go on dressed like she was, which honestly I'm not sure how some strips of what looks like latex paint counts as being dressed but I'll approve of her sense of style regardless. 10/10.

"Alright, that's definitely approved, can you make more of these?" I asked, gesturing at the double headed dildo on the table between us. I didn't really have much to offer her. I'll see about inventing Coffee later.

Actually, Goddess, how far does your ability to provide for the elves go? Can you grow fruit other than elves? Yes? What about- ohh, okay, I'll leave you to figure that out then. No, no, you don't have to focus on coffee first, in fact, I'd prefer some cacao beans- yeah, exactly!

"Savior?" Miel said, waving her hand.

"Ah, sorry, I got caught up talking with the goddess," I said, shaking my head. "What were you saying?"

"Oh! Uhm! Amazing! I, er- right, I was thinking, I can make more, but- I want to discuss more about the advanced technology you were telling me about!" she said, "flying machines and all that stuff, but mostly, this electricity and power you were mentioning! I want to show up the gnomes," she said, bringing her hands in front of her and wringing them together, her face turning to a somewhat evil looking, greedy smile, "so I want you to tell me how we can work towards that!"

"Oh... that..."

"Yeah! I think I have an idea," Miel said. "Though it depends, how well can you draw, Savior?" she asked, "because I think I can get you something made if you can get me detailed enough blueprints as well as a breakdown of how I'm supposed to do it."

I hummed. "Well, the breakdowns I can do, I can basically just write it down for you verbatim from the information the goddess grants me, but as for drawing," I frowned, "I think that'll take a couple tries."

"That's no good, blueprints have to be really accurate," she said, "so you'll have to practice how to draw, don't worry, it should be easy!"

Right.

Elf bullshit to the rescue. The muscle control would make this much easier, and the fact that I only sleep once every three days will give me plenty of time to practice. Honestly we are disgustingly overpowered.

"Right... okay, first, I have to ask how much you know about Gnome technology," I began. "Honestly I'm getting curious in general about your knowledge of the outside," I said, gesturing towards the door of my house, "I know what the goddess tells me but she's not giving me insight into your thoughts or memories."

"That makes sense, I guess, since our connection with the goddess is very weak compared to yours, Savior," she responded, leaning back on the chair and tapping her finger on the table, "well when I was much younger, I did travel a little, I learned from humans, dwarves and visited the gnomes as well, but they weren't much help," she admitted. "Though... please don't tell anybody?" she asked, bringing her hands together and tapping her fingers against one another, "I didn't have permission to leave when I did," she admitted. "I was in the middle of apprenticeship to- well, it doesn't matter now."

"Alright..."

Gnomes had very schizo technology, so to speak, and the goddess gave me several examples. They had a very rudimentary understanding of steam engines, but their principles... well, they hadn't even really developed the scientific method as I know it, instead, it seemed their approach went straight from forming a hypothesis to testing it out and didn't even bother with going back to the drawing board as long as it functioned, even if it also had a high risk of exploding in their faces.

Even if that explosion was literal and not just metaphorical.

I cleared my throat. "Well, to tell you the truth, there's only really so much I can do with what we have, that's why I was asking," I said. "The simplest way I can explain this is that what we are going to be doing, is find the most efficient, and hopefully environmentally friendly, way of boiling water possible," I said.

Immediately, the thought of building a goddamn nuclear reactor came to me.

There were... a myriad problems with that. Though the fact that apparently back in my old world everything you need to create a functioning nuclear reactor is literally available on wikipedia with only relatively minimal digging into the sources it provides for the information it presents is... staggering. Scary. Terrifying even. The Goddess is much better at searching and trawling through wikipedia than I am.

"How does that work?" she asked.

"Let me use an example - I won't go quite as in depth as I'd need to," I said, gesturing with my hands and then placing them on the table, drawing the images that came to my mind as I spoke. "In effect, we would flash boil- that is, very quickly boil," I corrected myself, "water and create a large amount of steam in an enclosed space, and by manipulating its pressure we would get it to move at high speed and exert force on a device that would spin," I said, making the motions and drawing a very basic shape in my mind that I tried to convey, "this is the very basic idea behind a turbine, which would create the force we need to spin a series of magnets-"

She raised her hand and looked at me expectantly as soon as I said that, I stopped.

"What's a magnet?" she asked.

Right. That was important. "You know that there are some metals which seem magically attracted to each other even though no magic is involved?" I asked.

"Yeah! Dark Elves dig them up sometimes," she said.

The goddess told me about it. Not quite magnetite, but definitely a ferromagnetic material of some sort, it was actually quite a potent magnet and could hold that magnetism for a very long time. Hm. Useful knowledge to have.

"I've made a couple toys and games," she said, "I'm proud of this one where you have to use a little bit of Magic Iron to move a ball in an enclosed wooden box which is set up like a labyrinth," she said, "it took me weeks to get it right, the ball kept deforming and popping out!"

"Oh. Right, that's called a magnet, the phenomena where that occurs is magnetism, I'll explain how that works later," especially considering, even though I can quote the mathematical equations at her that explain it on a theoretical level, she wouldn't understand me, and I don't understand it either myself, so it'd b e pointless, "the point is, we can use that, and certain kinds of metal, to generate an electric charge, and then use that electric charge to power a different device elsewhere and make it do work for us," I explained.

"Oh, I see!" she replied, crossing her arms and leaning back. "What kind of things could we do?"

"For example, we can create vehicles that move without us or an animal having to pull or push them," I explained, "let's say, something called a Truck, which would be a self powered vehicle about the size of this house that could move the carcasses of massive monsters without needing several elves to carry it."

"Ohhh! So it would be like a handcart, but better?" she asked. "Wouldn't it be easier to pull a cart by ourselves?"

"Partially," I said, raising a finger, "but it's about more than just that. It's about convenience and ease," I said, "what about a Wyvern, or a Spider Queen, or a Roc, or a Cockatrice, do you think you could pull one on a handcart?"

An elf who dedicated herself to training and increased her already impressive physical strength probably could... but...

"Hm... I think we would need to have multiple elves, and it'd probably be so heavy and large it'd need a huge cart, but then you would be risking it breaking apart," she admitted. "Would a truck be able to carry something like a wyvern?" she asked.

Right.

"Exactly," I said. "Now, a truck is really far away from where we would be starting," I spoke, "but it's the start of the convenience inventions I want to bring with the wisdom of the goddess," I explained, raising a finger and then making spinning motions with it, "I'd love to have something that approximates an automatic fan before the hot seasons come in though," I admitted laughing.

"A fan?" she asked, gesturing to do the motion of flat fans with her hand.

"Yes," I said. Ideas, images and prototypes for hand-cranked generators coursed through my mind. Thank you, everyone who's made Doomsday Prep, Survivalist, Off-The-Grid and otherwise simple tech content on the web. Thanks to you I shall not sweat my giant tits off. "Actually, to tell you the truth, we're so strong and have such great stamina that hand cranking things might actually be a good stopgap until we can figure out cleaner methods than the ones I know of."

"Hm, so instead of doing the thing with the steam, we would just do it by hand?"

"Yes, but that would only really work for small devices, or small numbers of devices anyway," I said, "like I said, a stopgap until we can figure out something better."

"Oh... I see," she deflated a little, then reinflated. "Could it work to power a flying machine?"

A helicopter that worked like a bicycle, with pedals, was drawn up in my mind. "Yes."

"Alright! I'm in!" she said, clenching her fists and standing up, hands raised, a face full of determination. "Please teach me how to make a flying machine! That doesn't explode!"

Normally, such a thing would be impossible, or so impractical as to be impossible... but with fantasy materials and an entire race of people who far surpass peak human physiques as a baseline... This might just work.

"Alright..."

It would be a long, long morning until Neem showed up and rescued me from Miel's ceaseless, neverending flood of questions and rquests for clarification and explanation... enough time for Miel to grasp the basic concept of how gears worked. She already had an idea from Gnome machinery, but well, they didn't have much of an idea themselves so we had to explore some basic concepts, but...

This might actually work.

And just a taste of modern technology could get her, and any other crafting inclined elf, on board with working on producing even more... I can't wait, AC is probably a long ways off, but fans might just work!