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Chapter 17 by Sex-Shooter Sex-Shooter

Does she understand?

No, but the MILF did.

"I, ah, mmf, don't understand." The elf said through her panting and moaning before she gave in and came all over your tentacle. Well, that wasn't good but the cum was nice.

As you set her down to let her regain her composure, you noticed the milf who's anus you resized on the first encounter nervously walked up to you as you licked the cum away and she halted once she had your full attention. After a nervous gulp, she asked, "You want help on the topside don't you? Topside?"

You eagerly nodded and parroted, "Topsssside." before pointing at the trees you brought with you, including the bisected green man. That got a small gasp out of the milf. She must've recognized who or what that belonged to.

She actually shook her head and said, "No... no, I can't help you. That dryad protected our village."

That gave you two pieces of important info: one, you were dealing with a dryad and two, the dryad had the loyalty of your slaves already, given how the rest of the elves share the same facial reaction of horror the milf did. That wasn't a pleasing thought. You were essentially being cucked in away. Now you really had to fuck something. "Topsssside." You hissed again, this time in an authoritative manner.

"Please. She kept our people safe from the umi nyobo for generations." The elf pleaded. You set your stern gaze on the milf but took the time to glance at the rest of the elves, who watched with baited breathes on your reaction and your decision. You could play it benevolent, play it tyrannical, or somehow play the middle ground.

What now?

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