Princess Evelyn

You stared at the wall, tears falling from your face as the words that your father had said to you rung painfully in your mind. He had told you that if you did not find a good, rich and handsome suitor within two weeks, he would marry you off to either your brothers, your cousins, some fat old loaf from another Kingdom, or... himself.

After your mother had died, he had created a Harem of beautiful women that fucked and served him like no woman ever had done before. You swallowed, hoping to the Elven Gods that you would find a potential suitor... or else you would be turned into one of those elvish sluts that fucked any elf in sight - man or woman.

You stood up, brushing your beautiful blonde hair away from your face, and admired yourself in the mirror for a few seconds. You wore a long, beautiful pink dress with long sleeves. Over the dress you wore tunic with sleeves that reached your elbows. The attire covered most of your body, but were form fitting enough to show your gorgeous curves. The garments displayed wetlook sheen as if they were the surface of a calm pond at the bright afternoon. Under them, your torso, arms and pelvis are wrapped tightly by leotard-like undergarment and your legs by a pair of pantyhose, which also stick over your leotard bottom. A pair of exquisite high heels adorn your feet.

A set of glittering jewelry draped around your neck and chest. Some of them were enchanted with various magic.

Your long, sunny blonde hair reached your buttocks - other people would've said more demeaning words such as butt, or ass, however your royal upbringing prevented you from saying crude terms like that.

As a female elf, you stand taller than your male counterpart, and almost a head taller than most human males.

You had bright, green eyes and a gorgeous pair of lips that sent many men and women eager to ravish you - and indeed, it seemed like you would have to give it up to one of them if you didn't want to marry one of your family members.

However... that option was looking quite nice right now.

So what do you do? Have sex with as many men and women as possible, to find the best suitor? Wait until your two weeks are up and marry one of your family members or a fat old loaf, and risk being put into your fathers Harem?

Or maybe there could be an unexpected savior waiting for the right moment to show themselves?