You go left. You want to check out the strange elf's cabin...

You take a few steps to the left. You think that something that has caught your attention may be in this direction.

You take careful, slow steps, trying not to make any noise. It's not that easy, given the unpleasant fact that your wounds and bruises continue to hurt. Of course, your wounds have been treated and bandaged, but the healing process will obviously not be quick. The wound on your left leg is especially unpleasant...

After some time you reach the place you are interested in.

You see the door to the mysterious elf's cabin.

You come close to the wooden door of his cabin. You listen. You hear a strange noise. Some kind of squelching... However, these sounds are different from the sounds that caused you to wake up. You also notice a faint glow that comes from the crack under the door that leads to this elf’s cabin. The situation is becoming increasingly suspicious. The potential for danger to you provokes an increase in fear in your mind.

You decide to find out what exactly is going on. To do this, you will have to take some emergency measures. But your suspicion and feelings of fear in your soul **** you to take these measures.

The wooden door of this elf's cabin (as well as the doors of the other passenger cabins) is closed with a rather primitive door hook. You slowly and carefully unsheath your thin elven dagger, the metal of which has a silvery tint. Then, you carefully insert the narrow blade of the dagger into the gap between the door and the place where the door meets the wall. You are making a quick movement. The blade of the dagger catches and throws off the metal door hook. Well, now you can open this door and get inside someone else's cabin.

You open the door slightly and you carefully look inside the elf's cabin. The wooden door makes a quiet creak. However, the owner of this cabin does not notice this. He is clearly busy with something that is completely distracting his attention.

This cabin has low lighting. Light comes from the corners of the room. But you don't see a specific light source.

You think: “This is probably a magical effect that the cabin lighting creates... The elf is practicing magic... This makes me even more suspicious. Especially considering what I saw a couple of days ago... When he magically changed his body for the sake of "intimate communication" with two rude sailors..."

You continued to look around this cabin.

The elf is on his bed.

What the elf was doing now was an extremely vulgar and depraved activity. His body moved rhythmically down and up, impaling itself on some oblong object. The elf's anus over and over again absorbs almost completely this oblong object. This lustful, stretched, gaping elf anus makes depraved squelching sounds. These sounds are similar to the squelching pussy of an experienced female prostitute who has served a dozen clients, and whose insides are filled with a huge amount of sperm. One look at the beautiful half-naked body of a slender elf made you feel growing excitement and embarrassment.

The elf's body was wearing only luxurious underwear made of silky black fabric. The elf's slender long legs were dressed in black silk stockings, held up by a garter belt. A luxurious dark corset compresses a slender waist and emphasizes the femininity of the chest. Silky black panties were pushed slightly to the side. The elf's small testicles and tiny penis were visible to the embarrassed gaze of your eyes. There was no hair at all around these genitals, which looked like a funny parody of the genitals of a real man. Just smooth, hairless, silky skin. Skin that was dazzlingly beautiful and seductive. Skin that was so feminine it was hard to believe.

You instinctively took a step forward.

You thought: “This tiny elf dick looks even smaller than my own dick! I wouldn’t be able to imagine that this is possible if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes...”

Along with your excitement, you feel growing anxiety. After all, what you see is extremely strange...

You think: “Is there some hidden threat to me in what is happening?”

Your hand carefully gropes for the hilt of your elven dagger, which is hidden in a sheath behind your belt.

You are looking at this oblong object that the elf uses to fuck his anus. This item looks like a big dick about 25 centimeters long (the thickness is about 7 centimeters). The shape of the object is a long elongated cylinder with a wide base (the base is comfortable to hold with your hand; the elf does this); at the end of the object there is a small spherical thickening. Judging by the light yellowish tint, this object consists of enameled bone. Expensive and rare material. Products made from such material have an extremely high cost in the west of the continent. It is obvious that this depraved elf is quite a rich person.

The elf continues to fuck his anus... His dilated anal pussy, which has reddened and inflamed edges...

With every movement of his slender body, he emits quiet feminine squeals.

Suddenly, the squeals and moans that befit a pathetic slutish whore become a little louder.

You see how the elf’s miniature penis, with the next movement, ejects streams of liquid from itself. Drops of this liquid fall on the corset and on the elf's stomach. The elf stops his shameful movements. He takes out an oblong 25-centimeter object from his anus. He collects with his thin graceful fingers the liquid that has fallen on the corset and not on his stomach. Then he brings his fingers to his plump lips and carefully licks off all the liquid. The elf places an oblong object inside a small nightstand, which is located near the bed.

Because of the obvious obscenity of this spectacle, you feel your own little dick stirring in your pants. You're getting more and more excited...

Finally, the owner of this cabin noticed you.

The aesthetically beautiful elven face turns towards you. You don't have time to say or do anything. You look at the one whose cabin you invaded without invitation. The appearance of this person makes you admire that such a high level of bodily beauty is possible in the world. Smooth silky skin without hair, pointed ears, a small feminine chin; graceful oval face, seductively charming almond-shaped eyes of a light blue hue.

The elf gets out of bed and approaches a small table. He takes from the table a small crystal bottle with some kind of light pinkish, oily liquid. You expected him to drink it... But this does not happen. The elf brings the bottle to his nose and inhales the vapors that the contents of the bottle emit.

You think: “This is probably some kind of aromatic perfume...”

The elf looks at you with a condescendingly arrogant expression on his face.

He smiles sweetly and says to you in a voice with an attractive low feminine timbre: “A sudden overnight guest in my cabin... You weren’t concerned with formal ceremonies like an official invitation, were you?”