Fated

It had been just a moment before Effy’s face bounced against a softness, covering her vision. But in that moment, she had looked into the most breathtaking eyes she had ever seen – two blue oceans peering at her with endless attachment. The emotions that the other person had crashed against her, washing away the deep despair Effy was in.

Before she could form a single word, Effy’s face was buried between two enormous breasts. She froze up, breathing in the sweet, intoxicating aroma suddenly surrounding her. Her poor brain tried to process what was happening, overheating by the pleasant sensations replacing her every thought with their presence.

The softness around her face sent Effy’s heart racing at impossible speeds. There was no fabric covering these gifts, ending with her cheeks rubbing against the smooth skin. She breathed in more, her mouth watering and head filling with thoughts of biting into the treat before her. The heat fried her brains even more, trying to remove all her restraints.

All she could see was the pale skin all around her, and she felt her mouth open, a bit of drool spilling on the bouncy flesh. She had never been so close to another woman. Her fantasies had never reached this far. And since her mind failed, she had to rely on her instincts. And those demanded she lick and nibble these breasts!

This scent. Effy could not get enough of it. She didn’t even know this woman! She hadn’t even seen her face properly, just those captivating eyes, and she was already melting in her arms, listening to the happy squeals. Her whole being had never been this relaxed. Maybe only when she spent time by the Elfy. Only then did she feel something familiar.

Within these arms, Effy’s existence was affirmed as needed. She felt she was important – that she mattered. And yet, she was about to do something foolish… Even though she felt the happy woman wouldn’t mind, it was probably not a good idea to bite into her breast. Right?

Before she could decide, she was freed from the affectionate embrace. The other woman took a step back, letting her study her for the first time, and –

Effy froze again, her already overheated mind blacking out as the same face as hers looked back at her. The doppelgänger’s expression was warm and joyful, showing all that she had always wanted to receive.

Only this was impossible. Effy started to unconsciously nod, realising she was dreaming. The previous experience had been too harsh, making her fall unconscious right after she had been pushed inside the room.

The trauma and the sleepless night had taken their toll. Effy raised her hand, reaching for the familiar face, and placed her palm on the blushing cheek. “Cute…”

Somehow, the identical face was so much cuter when this person had it. Maybe it was the eyes? Maybe the blue bangs surrounding the woman’s face? Maybe it was the confidence with which this beautiful creature carried herself?

Hearing the praise, the woman’s smile grew even more blinding. She giggled and placed her hand on top of Effy’s, holding it in place, and rubbed her cheek against it. “Of course. The cutest. Because I now look just like you!”

“Ah”, Effy’s heart skipped a beat. It was a compliment, if a little roundabout. “But…this…” She finally noticed the garb the woman had.

It, too, was beautiful, making the mysterious girl look like she was a forest fairy. Blue daisies were scattered through the woman’s hair. A diadem woven from various other flowers formed a rainbow on top of her head. Large maple leaves and vines barely held her generous chest contained while leaving an impossibly deep cut in the middle as they formed a dress while flowing down, reaching the woman’s thighs.

“Do you like it?” The woman leaned closer. “My friend made it. I almost came naked.” She laughed.

“Haha…” Effy’s mouth was suddenly dry as she gulped. Her imagination ran rampant, picturing the woman’s naked form. She squeezed her legs together, hating herself for wanting to see it.

But maybe it was fine. This was a dream, after all. A very realistic dream, but… No, something wasn’t right.

Effy pulled back her hand and pinched her wrist, feeling pain, but the world remained unbothered. She trembled, incredulity taking over. Her breathing hitched, and she stepped back, her attention back on the woman’s face. The same face as she had.

The impossibility of it rocked her, and all the exhaustion and stress finally caught up with Effy. She staggered, and before the world vanished, she felt powerful arms catch her and pull her back into another embrace.

Within these arms, Effy felt safe. Despite everything, the presence of this person made her feel relaxed, and she sank into a deep sleep.

                               —

Elfy couldn’t help herself. She poked the sleeping beauty in her lap, pressing down on the tip of Effy’s nose. “You called me cute, but what about you?” She could not get enough of the feeling she got from touching this girl.

They were now on Effy’s bed, resting. The room was small and had just the bed and the nightstand. There was too little light coming from the small window she had trouble fitting through, and it was clearly too cold for a human. But it smelt like her love, so it wasn’t all bad.

Unfortunately, their first real meeting hadn’t gone exactly as she had planned. Elfy had thought there would be more sweet words and kissing. After all, Effy had already declared her love. They were practically married already!

But it was clear her darling was tired, and she wanted to be a supportive wife. Her wish for intimacy could wait.

Maybe Effy hadn’t slept, waiting for Elfy to come? That would be nice. But she knew better. There was something else bothering her, darling, and she couldn’t wait to deal with it. She had spent years listening to this adorable girl’s plights, worries, dreams and small happinesses, but the little rascal had always been reluctant to describe the people who hurt her.

So, Elfy didn’t know where to start with Effy’s problems, even if she wanted to begin as soon as possible. Maybe if she had come sooner…

Regrettably, Sitry had held her up to finish her attire. But the dress had clearly impressed Effy! Her just-about-wife had stared at it so hard! The reaction alone was worth it.

It had been so different from the townsfolk who had spotted her enter the settlement. They had made a fuss and called her names.

When she had formed a mist to hide herself, they screamed and panicked, calling for help and crying about monsters in human skin. They acted as if they had never seen a nymph before!

It had been a hassle to avoid their feeble attempts at finding her, and it had taken more of the precious time she could spend with her darling.

“No matter.” She drew a small heart on the sleeping beauty’s forehead, finding it annoying how her breasts made it hard – practically impossible – to see Effy in her lap. “We are now together, and nothing will separate us.” She solemnly swore.

These words caused a stir in her lap as Effy, witnessing something in her restless dream, breathed in deeply and calmed down. The hour the girl had spent sleeping seemed to have been enough for her to rest as she was waking up.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Elfy purred, once more regretting the size of her breasts, as she could not see her girl’s reaction.

                                —

The boobs were talking. Effy blinked, her mind slowly working out the huge issue in front of her while the back of her head was resting on a girl’s thighs – something she thought never to be possible. Above her face, two peaks covered her vision, but she was sure she was still in her room.

After a moment of silence, the boobs spoke again. “Still tired? There is no rush. You can rest on my legs for as long as you wish.” The breasts happily bounced with the announcement.

“... I…” Effy failed to find words, shuddering as the tip of a finger slid down her temples, hiding in her hair, where it stayed, playing with them.

It was confusing how it didn’t make her recoil. She didn’t know this woman, so why was she fine with being touched? Was she really that thirsty for human contact? Or, to be more precise, did she really long for a girl to treat her like this so badly, to the point this was acceptable?

“Don’t worry; you are safe. I will protect you.”

The woman with her face sang, promising the one thing Effy longed for the most. She trembled, realising she believed these words. Her common sense seemed to be helpless in front of this confidence. And honestly, she needed this. But…

“Who are you?” Effy asked the boobs. “I feel like I know you, but… And your face? I can’t see it now, but… It’s mine…”

The finger in Effy’s hair moved, untangling from the locks, and flicked her forehead.

“Not ‘feel’. You were the one who swore your love for me! How could you forget and not recognise me?”

Effy had the distinct feeling the woman was pouting, and it made her panic. “I-I am sorry! A-are you a relative of mine? I—I didn’t know my parents, so… I didn’t know I had such a… Um… Sorry…”

Another flick later, the woman gently laid Effy’s head on the bed and got up, showing herself in full glory, posing with her arms raised and twirling around. And when she stopped, she leaned forward, unintentionally emphasising her cleavage.

“Well? How about now? Do you know who I am?” She winked.

Despite the face that slightly disturbed her, she felt herself melting in front of these blue eyes. They were like the whirlpools in the Elfy that sucked away all her worries and pain.

“Ah!” She found herself so very close to the strange woman’s face, peering deeper and deeper into her eyes. The tips of their noses were practically touching, the floral scent tickling her nostrils.

And when the woman giggled, Effy was struck with a wave of familiarity again. “AH!” Her eyes widened. That laughter sounded just like a river bubbling as it passed over rocks. “No, but—”

The woman grinned. “So you do recognise me, darling!”

“Impossible…” Effy’s breath stopped as the woman’s breath washed over her face, burning her lips.

“There is nothing impossible.” Another giggle later, the woman’s finger was under Effy’s chin, raising it up. “Your passionate words… They made me feel. After so long, I feel alive again. And you will take responsibility for it.”

Effy gasped, knowing her first kiss was about to be stolen. She didn’t resist, slowly closing her eyes. The memory of yesterday – which felt so distant after what she had gone through – rushed back. She recalled the simple wish and feelings she had revealed before Elfy…

That’s it. That’s who this mesmerising woman was. The river had heard her plea and had granted her deepest wish. This woman was…

“Elfy…” The softest whisper escaped Effy’s lips. She finally recognised her. This was the same being she had spent years talking to. This was someone to whom she had shown all she was, and this someone accepted her.

“Yes…” Elfy's answer was just as soft – filled with happiness and love. Another moment, and their noses brushed against each other. “I—”

A bang against the doors shook the room. “BITCH!” Eric’s roar interrupted the magical moment. He hit the door again and again. “LET ME IN!” His tone suddenly was filled with pain. “MY ARM! FUCK! I WILL FUCKING FUCK YOU UP!”

Effy shuddered, but surprisingly, not because of the threat or the fact that this man was here. No. Those small fears were overwhelmed by the animosity Elfy emitted while leaning back and glaring at the closed doors.

“Who is this?” The blue-haired woman’s voice dripped with hatred. “And how dare he.” Her eyes narrowed; she stepped towards the confrontation.

“Elfy—” Effy reached out, wanting to…

Wanting to do what? To grab Elfy’s hand? To stop whatever was about to happen? But Elfy seemed confident. Would she be able to stop Eric?

Before Effy could do something – anything – the doors sprang open, revealing the furious Eric, who baulked upon seeing Elfy. “What?” His confusion didn’t last. “A SISTER? THEN I WILL HURT HER TOO!”

Upon the declaration, Elfy scoffed. She barely moved as, on her back, several water snakes formed and floated into the air, pointing at the pest.