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On Another Shard Invaded by Big Boobed Elf Women...
🕑 Added 2025-05-16 15:00:14 +0000 UTC[This story follows another Earth Shard, far from Crownhill.]
Billy had never been particularly good with women. In high school, the one girl he'd asked out had laughed it off as a joke, and from there he'd decided to put his time and energy into other things. Like his favorite online game, Elven Wars.
There, he played the character Bootyslayer9000, and recently, he'd decided to drop out of college in an attempt to play his game full time. He'd had mixed success competing in tournaments, but more luck pumping out YouTube videos and guides. The revenue was just enough to support him and his studio apartment, though he hadn't left his room in weeks because he was so focused on recording new videos.
Because of that, when the apocalypse came, he hardly even noticed. The strange dream and notifications were nothing more than one of many strange hallucinations he had brought on by living on Cheetos and mountain dew. Besides, that girl who laughed at him in highschool had moved in across the hall, and he definitely didn't want to bump into her. He'd leave only when he ran out of food.
Which was eventually what happened about a month into the integration.
Billy crawled along the floor and sifted through heaping piles of dirty laundry until he found the cleanest set of clothes he had. He opened his door slowly and cautiously, and was shocked to find the hallway outside of his building was even messier than the room he'd just left.
Junk was piled everywhere. Somebody had heaped up chairs and couches against one door. Bits of piano wire lay in loops on the ground. Before he played Elven Wars, he would have thought they were just more debris, but thanks to his video game experience he recognized them as simple snares.
Damn. The condo association has really gone to hell. I'm definitely overpaying for rent.
Since the elevator and one side of the stairs were blocked off, Billy had to make his way to the stairs on the other side. There, he ran into the woman he most definitely didn't want to see. He reached for his hoody, hoping to pull it up as he walked by. But he had no luck on that front.
"Wait, who are you?" Veronica asked, standing from where she was crouched. She had a broom with a kitchen knife tied to it in a makeshift spear, and had ash and grime on her cheeks and in her hair. Despite the dirt, she looked more beautiful than Billy could ever recall, like she was an actress playing the role of a hardened apocalyptic survivor. Maybe she was making YouTube videos too.
"Bootyslayer9000," Billy replied, forgetting for a moment what his real name was, since his username was what he'd been using for the last month.
"Wait... Billy? Is that you? You're still alive!?" Veronica's eyes went wide in shock.
"Yeah, it's me. Excuse me, I need to run to the store really quick," Billy tried to scoot by, but Veronica's hand lashed out and grabbed his hoodie, pulling it down and pulling him back.
"You can't go out there!" Veronica said, tugging him back behind the barrier.
"And why not?" Billy asked. Being jerked around made him angry, but when Veronica pulled his close to her, he felt his heart beating faster for other reasons.
"It's not safe out there. There are people hunting cute guys like you," Veronica said.
Billy blinked in confusion. The only person who'd ever called him cute was his mother when he was little. He hadn't looked in a mirror in a long while, but he was pretty sure cute didn't describe him.
"Thanks, but I'll be fine," Billy said, pulling away. He was conflicted by the whole encounter, and more than a little confused.
"Wait, you can't--" Veronica's voice came up short as Billy sprung from her grip, shouldered the door aside, and walked on out of their shared building.
That was super weird. Why was she buttering me up? Could Veronica have gotten involved with a multi-level marketing scheme?
Billy considered it, then nodded. It must have been something like that. There's no way she would have pretended he was cute otherwise.
As Billy ran out the door, he realized his legs were carrying him faster than normal. He'd gotten a few notifications about free stat points, but he knew that was bullshit, since Elven Wars never gave away free stat points. That sort of thing would only happen in his dreams, which is how he knew he'd been dreaming when those notifications popped up.
He did feel like he'd lost a bit of weight though. Staying locked in his room had him gaining a few pounds, but he must have stayed inside longer than he thought after running out of food, since he'd lost everything he gained and then some.
His attention was rapidly drawn away from his own body by the grim state of his surroundings. What had happened while he was grinding in game?
A telephone poll lay crumpled in the dirt, wires severed. Several more lay nearby, like someone had made a shitty attempt at copying them and given up halfway. Several buildings were in a similar state. The same was true of the roads. The city looked downright apocalyptic.
Huh. Guess that's why I've had to play offline lately. The utility companies are really slacking...
But deep down, Billy was getting a bad feeling. Something more was going on here. It probably had something to do with the reason why his internet had been off the whole month. And why his gaming computer stopped working until he took the whole thing apart and rebuilt it.
Mentally, Billy renewed his decision to move out of this college town and into somewhere with a lower cost of living and fewer odd people.
Finding the grocery store was harder than it normally was thanks to the debris, and the walk felt much further than it should have been. Even with his legs carrying him further and faster than before, it took twice as long as it should have.
The glass to the front doors was smashed in, though the doors themselves were still locked. Billy checked the hours listed beside the door, then checked his phone to make sure they were open. His phone was dead, but he hadn't noticed until now. Huh, until now he thought people had just stopped texting him now that he was no longer attending school.
"Hello?" Billy called. Nobody answered.
Without his phone to tell time, Billy looked at the sun, judged it wasn't 8PM yet, and reached past the broken glass to click the lock open and let himself in.
He walked through the isles and picked up a few new containers of Cheetos, along with a twelve pack of mountain dew. There was nobody behind the register, so he had to check himself out. It took him a few minutes to find the key to get the drawers open so he could put his money in and get the change, and when he finally figured out how to click the register open, it made a loud noise.
Ding!
A moment later, Billy sensed noise in the distance. A month of hunting virtual monsters had made his ears keen to distant voices, and he knew there was someone nearby.
Not wanting to be caught with his hands in the register, Billy gave up on getting his change and inserted his money before slamming the register shut, where it made another noise.
Ding!
He heard people coming again, louder this time. He identified them as female voices. They carried a strange accident to them though, and the more he thought about exactly what they were saying, the more he realized they weren't speaking English. But he didn't know any languages other than English. Maybe a tiny bit of German that some online friends were teaching him, but this certainly wasn't that.
A woman poked her head around the corner, eyes scanning the grocery store before immediately locking on Billy with a predatory gaze that practically had Billy pissing himself.
"I was just ringing up my stuff. I don't know why there was nobody behind the counter, but I've got my receipt right here!" Billy waved the piece of paper like a shield.
Three women entered the grocery store, and none of them were interested in the receipt in Billy's hands.
"We found one! Finally! We found ourselves a boyfriend!" said the leader of the trio.
"Huh?" Billy asked, checking behind him for another man standing somewhere in the room. When he realized there were none, he pointed to himself just to make sure they really were talking to him.
"Grab him before he escapes!" the leader of the trio pointed at Billy in a gesture that was undeniable.
"Boyfriend? Well gosh... I... uh..." Billy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
While he struggled to come up with a response, one of the women grabbed him from behind and shoved a sack over his head.
***
"So... where are we going?" Billy asked when he finally worked up his nerve.
Billy followed the three ladies around a while. At first, when they'd caught him with his hands in the register, he assumed they were cops arresting him. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized they weren't cops. They hadn't been wearing uniforms and they never said anything about reading him his rights.
They weren't even using handcuffs. Just holding his hands very tightly. Each of his arms was wrapped around one of theirs, and they were pretty damn strong. Unnaturally strong, as far as Billy could tell.
"We're almost home, new boyfriend! Just a little longer..." said the leader of the trio.
Billy felt her chest press up against his in a way that was probably way too intimate for a cop.
"Aren't you supposed to wait until the second date before bringing somebody home? That's what my mother taught me," Billy said.
"Hush now, cute human. It's dangerous out here. We have somewhere nice and safe," said the leader of the trio.
"Okay. I'm not saying no or anything, but I read online you're supposed to come up with a safe word before you start doing kinky stuff with them. I don't even know your names."
The leader of the three laughed. "My name is Meiren. Beside me are Yerin and Flerin. It is nice to meet you Billy."
Billy wished he didn't have a bag over his head. He was pretty sure Meiren was the one who grabbed him, but he wasn't sure who was Yerin and who was Flerin.
They all got on top of what Billy was pretty sure was a wagon, and from there rode it for half an hour until they came to a stop.
There, they led Billy into their house, which looked more like a thatched hut in the wilderness than anything. And the whole place gave him the strange feeling of being up in the air. He was pretty sure one of his companions had carried him up a ladder at some point.
One of the trio pulled the bag off his head, and Billy blinked to see Meiren hugging him tightly.
The room he was in seemed pretty barren. It was made entirely of natural-looking wood, like it had been gown in place. The room was pretty dim and only had the natural lighting of two small windows. There was a hammock in one corner and a chunk of wood on the floor that looked like it served as some combination of countertop and dining table. There was a very modest stone-lined heart in one corner of the room, on top of which was a flat rock boiling water in a humble clay pot.
All in all, Billy was pretty sure his room was a lot more comfortable than this.
"I'm so excited! We finally got a boyfriend! Can you girls believe it? We all thought we were going to be virgins forever!" Meirin said. The three women giggled with giddy excitement.
They turned their heads and glanced at one another, and Billy got a good look at their ears. As an expert Elven Wars player, Billy immediately noticed their pointed ears.
"Wait... are you girls cosplayers for Elven Wars? That's awesome!" Billy said.
"Elves? Yes, we're elves," Meiren nodded excitedly.
"That's awesome! Do you girls play Elven Wars?" Billy asked.
"We've gone to war once or twice..." Meiren replied.
"Oh man, that's great. I never thought cute girls like you played my favorite game. You should have said something...." Billy began to regale the three women with his knowledge on elves and the best ways to gain levels. Meiren listened to him attentively, guiding him to a spot on the floor by the fire.
While he spoke, the other two, Yerin and Flerin started adjusting his clothes. Then they started adjusting their own clothes. Sometime while he was talking, Billy suddenly realized he was naked. The same was true for his audience, who were all staring at him with that same predatory gaze he'd seen before.
"So... uh... what's your favorite thing to do in game?" Billy asked.
"Let me show you..." Meiren smiled wide, then jumped on top of Billy, burying his face between her breasts. The other two followed suit soon after.
What followed was something Billy had definitely never experienced in Elven Wars.
The three women were elves were absolutely insatiable, kissing, licking, and fucking over and over again. Meiren rode his cock for what felt like hours, rocking back and forth like she planned to squeeze the life out of him.
Flerin leaned across his chest, planting soft kisses on the underside of his chest while he lay across his thighs. He found his fingers unconsciously groping her breasts, might to her delight. Yerin planted kisses on his lips, then eventually transitioned to straddling his face. All in all, it was a moment of intoxicating sexual decadence that very few men ever got to experience with any women, let alone three as beautiful as the elves he'd met recently.
They traded positions a few times, switching off but never fully letting up. By the time they seemed satisfied, Billy felt like he was completely spent, like the very life had been rung out of him.
"Stay here. I'll get some water to drink and wash up," Meiren patted Billy on the shoulder.
Yerin and Flerin left a short while later. They had set game traps and needed to check them regularly, otherwise nearby predators would steal their kills.
While the three women were gone, Billy yawned, napped a little, then woke and eventually felt like he'd recovered some of his energy. He stood and felt the floor creak strangely beneath him.
Curious, he wandered to that little window he'd seen earlier and peered outside it. They were high off the ground. What's more, a familiar figure was wandering the woods.
"Veronica?" He said. He didn't speak very loud, but in the quiet forest the woman in question heard his words, and her eyes snapped to him through the window.
"Billy! You're alive! Quick, you need to get out of that treehouse before your captors return. Who knows what they'll do to you if they keep you captive much longer. There has to be a ladder somewhere near you. Kick it down!" Veronica waved at him.
Billy found the exit to the treehouse, then kicked down the ladder. Veronica shot up it with surprising agility. He'd never known a human to move so fast.
Then, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him as tightly as any of the three elves had.
"I'm so glad you're safe. You're one of my oldest friends, you know that? My only male friend that's still alive, I think." She suddenly seemed to notice he was naked, but she looked him over with eyes very similar to that of the three elves. "You know, Billy, those stat points really did wonders for you. I'm sorry I never noticed you before. But now, I can't help but notice you. And it looks like you're happy to see me too..." Veronica nudged Billy's crotch with her knee and a lusty smile.
Before today, Billy hadn't been the most experienced with woman, but by this point, he knew what that look meant.
"Let's go back to the apartment complex. Then I'll help you forget all about those nasty elves. Let's catch up. A lot has happened since the end of the world," Veronica said.
<Notes>
Here's a brief glimpse into the life of Billy! It actually came out a bit darker than I imagined, with him getting kidnapped. Most men left to "battle the elven menace" and never returned. Truthfully, the casualty rate in battle was much, much lower than Veronica and the female survivors believe.
I did have an extra two parts outlined just in case I needed them, but I'm not sure I'll write them. After being 'rescued' by Veronica, she would introduce him to a band of all-female survivors.
From there, he'd get 'rescued' again by Meiren. Then it would be a back and forth until Billy finally convinced them all to become friends (and become his harem.)
Anyway, that's his story. Billy is a bit dense and not as proactive as I usually like my protagonists, so I'm probably not going to write the rest of this unless you guys really want me to. But it was a nice change of pace from what I normally do. I kept him kinda dumb intentionally to keep this short, because a 'real' protagonist of mine would have taken five chapters of setup to get caught like this. (If you want to see that, read Spellheart.) If this were to be expanded into a full novel, I would give him an extra 20 IQ points and a goal beyond getting food.
Anyway, how are you guys feeling? More shorts? Or would you like to move on to some book 6 worldbuilding / chapters now?
Comments
Dead-energy
Didn't he rebuild his computer? So is this a case of a socially stupid genius?
Bryce
Definitely ready for book 6 or maybe the lawyer short.
