An Unfamiliar Ritual *PART 3 - 3/12* (Loli, Futa on Female, Incest, Age Difference, F
Story by ESamb
Oof, been a while. Anyway, this one ended up long enough to constitute splitting into 3 parts. I'll be posting parts 2 and 3 over the course of this week, so keep an eye out! The story gets much spicier as it goes, which hopefully will be clear from the tags. You can alternately find this story, along with my other works on AO3 and Pixiv.
A young futa High Elf finds herself in a difficult situation when asking for one illicit favor ropes her into another: keeping hold of a unknown pocket ritual for a night without anyone finding out. Unfortunately, her boundary-immune younger sister has a different plan in mind.
Part 1: Loli (U-12), Sister/Sister Incest, Futa on Female, Age Difference, Large Insertions, Light Cock Transformation
An Unfamiliar Ritual Part 1
Gil was late. Ten minutes late. Elise crossed her arms and leaned against the brick wall of the school building. She flipped a lock of her sunset pink hair over the top of her sharp High Elf ear, then tightened the seafoam bow holding her ponytail. Her outfit was especially cute today which meant wasting ten minutes may as well have been wasting thirty.
This morning she had taken the time to match her seafoam bow with a similar green, waist-bearing tank top that highlighted her athletic figure and well-rounded C’s. She was forced to cover up slightly with an open black button up blouse to keep the teachers off her ass, however she figured she looked cute in long sleeves anyway. She additionally matched her miniskirt in green to show off her favorite part of the ensemble: her large, newly sleeved futa cock hanging down to just above her knees. It was in a classic black sock rising to just below her skirt line, but the end of the cock was now wrapped in a brown leather mini sleeve with brass buttons, paired perfectly with her leather boots and high socks below.
After getting tired of tapping her foot she hopped off the wall and looked upward to the third story window on the old, vine-covered school.
‘He had better not be trying to read my tome…’ Elise thought. ‘I swear to Izea if there is ANY sign that little-‘
“Hey El, what’s up?”
Elise jumped at the sound but was relieved when she instantly recognized Vera’s white hair and red eyes. Her best friend’s half-drow heritage made her cream coffee-colored ears notably shorter than Elise’s more ‘regal’ long look. Having been made fun of for them in primary, the skull earrings she now sported were more than just an accessory to her goth attire – they were an open warning to anyone who wanted to start something. Save for Elise, for whom they were a soft and familiar comfort.
Elise leaned back into the wall as casually as she could manage. “Oh, hi Vera. Just waiting for Gil.”
Vera raised an eyebrow. “’Potions Peeper’ Gil?”
“The very same,” Elise sighed.
“Ew. Why?”
“Because Mrs. Wetbottom was convinced I was reading out of my tome during the test and now it’s in the Home Delivery room.”
“Were you reading out of your tome?”
“No way would I be that stupid. I was reading the one-way ink on the side of my bag. Aced that test.”
Vera burst into her signature wheezing squeak of a laugh. “Oh my god, she even caught you, but she still didn’t realize? That’s incredible.”
“It would be, but now my tome’s getting sent home!”
“Oh come on, El, whatever. I’ve had my tome sent home like a dozen times.”
“Yeah, well your mom wouldn’t flip through it when it gets there! And besides, this is the first time! My mom will-,“ Elise stopped herself and took a breath. “… Nothing. She’ll do nothing because she’ll see nothing. Gil is grabbing it now. Well, he was supposed to be, but he’s like thirty min
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