Name: Erica
Race: Elf Age: 120 Height: 4' Breasts: 30B Erica was always curious by nature. The youngest elf in her family, she went out on a journey when she turned 115, hoping to learn more about the world outside of her village. She was not prepared. Within a week she was attacked by bandits, used for pleasure, and dumped on the side of the road. When she got away, she was more curious then scared. The pleasure she felt after the first rush of pain, and the excitement her body filled with as they passed her around both confused her, and excited her. This would be the start of her adventures. Over the next 5 years, she would continue to be unprepared, and continue to be preyed upon at every turn. Along the way she learned she was infertile, which was a blessing more than a curse. That was after a full year, and she had spent more than half of that year being passed around by bandits, beastfolk, and orcs alike. Now, she craves it, seeks it out even. At first, she resists and fights. But after the first person fills her, her switch is flipped, and she will keep going until she either passes out from the pleasure, or her partners have nothing left to give. |