To mother - mother nature

Once he left school his first instinct was to go home again. That was where Henrietta would come for him later, and also his mother was most likely convincable to being open to have some fun. Especially with his newest skills.

However, a quick thought put him off of that idea. It was the most obvious place to look for him. Once he would become suspicious, and he was sure that would happen at some point, they would come for him there. Instead he just went into the local park. The only time he wa here was when he met Henrietta for the first time, before that... it must be years. Most certainly not a place they would look for him.

Once there he considered his options. About 6 hours until he would meet with Henrietta at home. He was sure that Layklé had some traps for him, so he had to stay off the course she would expect. Well, there only was one thing he could do for sure.

He closed his eyes and created a new illusion barrier. Since he was surrounded by trees and grass, the idea of what kind of creature he wanted to meet inside was quickly found. Elfes, fairies and nymphs. Natural spirits and elementals.

It was as hard as ever to form this barrier, the creating of the form which once again took almost all of his mana was exhausting, but the hardest part was forcing the nature inside. He thought it would be easier, given where he was, but creating trees and a place to be for his targets was somehow even more energy consuming than the summoning of Layklé had been.

Half an hour of regenerating pauses later he had the energy he needed to finish his work, but he decided to wait another 30 minutes. Not again would he run into a monster he created with limited mana. Also, even if it was an empty and boring barrier, he was still inside one and felt kinda safe. They wouldn't find him in here, would they?

As he finally concluded his barrier design, still angry about the unfair high costs it had, he looked around. Layklé had shown up instantly as he finished the design, so where were the...

"Who are you, stranger?" A voice from above. "Why have you called upon the forest in your world?" He looked up and saw a woman. Wait, no, it was a man. But what the hell was this outfit?

The long pointy ears as well as the white smooth and long hair, paired with the olive skin made every doubt leave Johns mind, that this was indeed an elf. However, he was wearing a short skirt and a bra. It wasn't filled out or anything, so he wasn't a hermaphrodite, or at least he had no breasts at all. His body seemed fully male.

Yes, definitely male. As John changed his position, he looked under the skirt and saw his dick and balls hanging freely. What the hell was this outfit made for? If put on a woman it would look slutty, given the length of the skirt and the minimal fabric of his top.