An empty bedroom and a ring.

You blinked a few times as you found yourself in a clean unfamiliar room covered from the neck down in warm sheets. You let out a small groan and slid your hand out from under the covers to rub your pounding head, only to find that your fingers were still a little sticky from your wet dream. “Fuck,” you groan as you haphazardly wipe your hands and face on your bedsheets. Once you recover from slapping yourself with your juices, you take a quick look around the room.

The room is well furnished, not so much that you would think you were in the house of a noble but at least someone who was modestly successful. The bed sheets were abnormally soft as well, and the silk sheets felt amazing against your bare-

You blush rightly and lift the sheet covers. Much to your horror, you’re in the nude. Usually, this wouldn’t be a problem as you wore next to nothing around your kin all the time, but your modesty was still covered, and you were in a strange house. Placing the sheets to your breasts, you franticly look around to room to see if you could find anything resembling clothes. Though you don’t see your clothes, instead find your pack sitting next to your bed.

You reached down and opened the mammoth skin pack to ensure nothing was out of place. Thankfully, everything was just as you left it. Even the goods from your botched ambush were still there. “At least it wasn’t a total loss,” you sigh while digging through your stash.

As you fumbled through your supplies and the few gold coins you were able to collect during your raid, you came across a strange ring. You brought it to your eye and fumbled it between your thumb and index finger. It was solid gold with a glowing red jewel at its center. It looked magical, so you decided to take it for yourself to see if you could pawn it off. Magic rings sold for quite a high price after all.

You slipped it on your ring finger and watched as it resized to fit you. You eyed the jewel in the center, watching the magic swirl inside for a long time when suddenly you heard the sound of your bedroom door opening. You yelped and clutched your sheets to your chests as a lovely drow woman with red eyes, dark brown skin, and white hair entered your room.

The woman jumped a little herself once she saw that you were awake, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” she said softly, “I just stopped by to see if you were awake yet.”

You relaxed your arms a little but kept the sheets over your chest. “It’s quite alright,” you say through a tender throat, “Do I have you to thank for saving me?”

She nods and walks towards your bed, pulling up a chair. “I found you passed out on my doorstep once I came home. It looked like you had been in the mountains for quite some time.” As she sits down, you can’t help but notice how low the cleavage is on her dress as her breasts jiggle on her chest.

You blush for a moment, then shake off your brief lesbian thoughts. “It’s a long story,” you start, not wanting to say too much so as not to scare the woman, “Where am I?”

The drow eagerly answers you, her eyes shining. “You’re in the village of Dichocai, traveler, where I make my home.”

“I can’t say that I’ve heard of this place,” you say, trying to relax your body. You feel oddly aroused in the presence of this woman. You had never been attracted to women before. Then again, you’ve never seen a full-blooded elf before.

“That’s not a surprise, honey. We don’t get many visitors out here.” She leans forwards and places her hand on your forehead, giving you a good view of her cleavage. You feel strange, namely between your legs. It feels like something is pulsating under the sheets, but you can’t quite determine what. “You were almost frozen when we found you last night,” the drow intones, seemingly satisfied that you’re not ill, “What possessed a young woman like yourself to go out all alone on the outskirts of our village?”

“I…” you trailed off. Your mind was flooded with the events of the past few days. You tried your best to **** back your tears, but a few streams still leaked through.

The motherly drow took notice and gently hugged you in her arms, pressing you against her bust. “I’m sorry dear,” she said, stroking your red hair, “I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories.”

“I’ll be fine,” you **** before straitening yourself out, “I just need a moment to let everything sink in.

“Of cures,” said the drow with a warm smile, “You must be starving, having been outside for so long, I’ll have my daughter bring you something to eat.”

“Gods, I could use something to eat,” you say, leaning back into your bed.

The drow lets out a small giggle at your comment and starts to stand when suddenly, she blushes as if she had just remembered something embarrassing. “Oh! I suppose you must be a guest of mine then!”

You smirk, “Well, this sure isn’t my home.”

The woman doesn’t seem to notice your joke, “Then I should give you the guest’s privilege! Silly me, I should have done that when you awoke.”

You briefly wonder what the ‘guest’s privilege’ is before smiling and trying to wave her off. But before you could protest or even ask what she was referring to, the drow bent forward and pressed her lips against yours, drawing you into a passionate, lustful kiss. You freeze, and your eyes grow wide at the feeling of her soft lips against yours. In the small five seconds of sanity you had, your arms popped out from under the covers and reached for her shoulders, only to lock up the moment her lips touched yours.

Your head was spinning. You had never kissed a woman before. You had never been attracted to women before. As you tried to decide what to do about this odd situation, your body relaxed, and your eyes fluttered close. Without thinking, you wrapped your toned arms around the beautiful woman and started kissing her back. She tasted sweet like honey, and her skin was as soft as silk. With every kiss of your lips, you heard the soft cue of the beautiful drow in your arms. You are so engrossed in the woman’s embrace that you failed to notice your sheets had fallen to your hips.

After a long, dizzying moment, the drow woman pushes herself up and looks down towards your hips. Suddenly she let out a small “Oh!”

“What is it?” you ask breathlessly.

She blushed and turned to you warmly, “Sorry dear, I didn’t know you had one of those. I guess I wasn’t totally mistaken when I thought you were a man.”

You cocked your brow and looked down, only to let out a startled yelp when you saw a massive throbbing cock sticking up between your legs.