A silly story done on a whim, nothing more than that really 

>You had inherited the property from an old family friend
>A farm out in the middle of the forest
>Lots of room for growing in the fields, cattle, a lake
>Everything you could ever need
>Why he gave it to you, you could not really explain
>”Take good care of it boy, it’ll take care of you too. Be nice to everything there, and it’ll appreciate you.”
>It was an odd thing to say
>But regardless, you were happy
>You had taken to the country life well, especially since it beat what you were doing in the city
>peaceful, quiet solitude
>Until the incident
>You had been gardening when you saw her
>Or, rather, she had seen you
>”HEEEEEYYYY FARMER BOY!”
>Startled, you had looked into the forest and saw her
>A short, heavily freckled, oddly pale elf, with fiery red hair
>Oddly pale, especially considering she wore absolutely nothing, save for a large pair of round glasses
>Everything on her was exposed
>Not that she had much to expose, being flat as the floorboards of the house
>She had waved at you, shouting incomprehensible things with a smile, trying to get your attention
>Knowing elves, you decided it was probably best that you ignored her
>A task you found to be easier said than done
>You hadn't noticed at first, but she was a bit of a trouble maker
>Not that she was going out of the way to actually cause trouble on purpose
>Rather, it seemed to be because behind those bright green eyes, she hadn't the slightest inkling of a brain
>You had discovered this a few days after seeing her around in the distance watching you
>You’d woken up earlier than normal, and decided to check on the cows since you couldnt go back to sleep
>You’d gone to their watering troth, and found her in it, singing to herself, rubbing what appeared to be a brick of herbs on her body as she lay half submerged in the water
>You asked her what she was doing after the initial shock of seeing her naked body up close wore off
>”Oh, bathing of course! I’ll be done in a minute, then you can use it, unless you want to join me!”
>You had to explain to her this was not a bath, and thats where the cows drank from
>Despite her insistence of it being her bath
>”If it wasn't my bath, then why have I been bathing in it for the past three years?”
>A claim you didn't necessarily think proved any point
>”Well you didn't seem to mind any other day, why now? Besides, I let the cows still drink it, even if its funny that they do that.”
>Any other day?
>The fact that this is something which regularly happens dawns upon you
>And with a sigh, you finally resigned
>She could bath in it, as long as the cows remained healthy, and that she didn't leave a mess
>something which she recalled as “redundant”, since she was “As squeaky clean as any elf could be!”
>Very peculiar, especially for an elf
>Of course, not that you minded occasionally waking up earlier, and listening to her elvish voice singing, or seeing her bottom heavy body glistening from wetness 

>She was an odd one, to be sure
>You had lost your lunch one time
>Set it down on the porch and went in for a glass of water, only to find it missing 
>You figured one of the many birds on the property got it
>Only to come out later, and find a platter of berries and honeycomb in the spot where you had been
>And of course, a familiar, red haired crowned face looking at you from the distance
>Waving with her off hand, because you sandwich was in the other
>”Thanks for swapping lunches! Bye!” She had yelled, before running off
>You watched her ass bounce as she ran, the elf sprinting like a deer off into the woods
>At the very least, it was a nice view to go with the berries and honeycombs

>As you lived there, you had gotten used to her hanging around 
>The odd elf coming closer and closer to you
>She had said her name once to you, but it was something odd in elvish
>You just decided to refer to her as “Red”, after the color of her hair
>Something which made her very happy
>She’d gone from hanging out around the property, to following you as you’d do you chores and upkeep
>Much to your intrigue and woe, as she proved to be a troublemaker again 
>Such as when you went into the barns loft
>She knocked over the ladder as you were up there
>This was when you realized Red wasn't the best at listening to instructions, or understanding them
>As she completely did not understand what “Please put the ladder back up” meant
>It was something that seemed to be beyond her skill anyways, as after two hours of you explaining, she did manage to comprehend 
>But the ladder was too heavy, and the only place she put it was through a window when it made her stumble 
>But, Red did have a solution 
>And she had explained it to you when she climbed up to the loft like a monkey
>She explained that you could just throw all the hay up there down, and it would be like a cushion
>Something which you doubted
>But, it would be better than dying of dehydration up there
>She had helped you push it all off
>And when you asked how you should jump, she just grabbed your hand, and pulled you off with a swan dive
>You had both ended up in the pile, that elf laughing at you
>Somehow she had ended up on top of you, leaning down, smiling at you
>”You made it down safely! I am glad! Anyways, have to run, sorry about the window, seeyah!”
>And with that, she sprinted off, running away from you
>Sorry for the window indeed, you decided
>But, you’d let her get away with that one, especially since she did save you in the long run

>Red was weird, but not all bad
>Like that time you got sick
>Laid in bed feeling awful
>You saw her bright red hair in the window, followed by her face squishing against the glass
>”Farmer boy! Hey! What's with the being lazy?” 
>You had just rolled over and ignored her, trying to sleep, too tired to respond
>Only for a few minutes later to hear humming as she walked into the room, having somehow gotten into the house through the locked doors
>”Sick as a brick huh? Don’t worry, I’ll be back.” She’d said, and disappeared without a further word
>You figured it was a fever dream, until you felt a finger poking you again some time later
>”hey farmer boy, wake up, come on.” She’d said, appearing in your blurry vision
>She had a wood bowl in her hand full of some liquid, as well as more honey combs and berries
>Red sat there at the bedside, gently feeding you the sweet liquid in the bowl, talking and prattling on about the farm as she did so, her voice soothing you into sleep
>You felt much better the next day, having dreamt of sleeping in some woodland citadel, a warm elf body next to yours

>You had tried to find Red, but didnt see her the next day
>Or the day after
>Thats when you started to worry
>You had searched the farm and the surrounding forest with no sight of the fiery haired elf
>The only thing that brought a sense of relief is when you heard a sneeze from the barns loft
>You climbed up there to fin her balled up in the hay, looking paler than normal
>”Hey farmer boy…” She had muttered out, looking sick as a dog, barely able to speak or move
>You didn't let her say another word as you rushed back into the house, and came running back out with an assortment of cold medicines, electrolyte solutions, tea, and snacks 
>You had laid her head in your lap, gently urging her to drink, rubbing her head gently
>Some Advil and gatorade later, and she was well enough to walk
>She wanted to go back to wherever her home was, but you wanted to keep an eye on her 
>You carried her into your house, and put her up in the guest bedroom, Red sleeping through the whole night without a worry, the elf bundled up under some blankets
>She was gone the next morning, a penned note thanking you for your help, and for the food
>Which was when you noticed that you were fresh out of sandwich meat, bread, and pastry
>Luckily, there was berrys and honeycomb in their place
>Not that you minded much, anymore at least

>She had been acting odd recently, ever since being sick
>A bit distant, you could say
>Watching you from afar as she had done when you first moved there
>Not that you had much time to ask her, considering the approaching storm
>You had set everything to be safe as could be before retiring early, raindrops starting to fall
>That night as you lay down, the storm blowing outside, you had heard a tap
>Red was staring in the window, smiling, waving
>You waved at her, and she had disappeared
>Only to hear her feet rushing in the house
>”It was cold outside and I saw you were alone in here so I decided I could join you!” She said, running up to the bed, diving into it with you
>Surprisingly, she wasn't wet from the storm, although her skin felt like ice as she pressed herself against you 
>Pressed, clinging, her arms wrapped around you
>She laughed a few times as you struggled against her, only for her laugh to slowly go away
>You looked down at her, curiosity growing
>”Hey, farmer boy, so I was wondering….” She asked, her voice hesitant 
>”Do you… like me? Like, like me like me?” 
>you stared into her bright green eyes, and she stared into yours
>You laughed, nodding yes
>Of course you did
>She smiled widely, an odd glimmer to your eyes

>Red seemed to relax
>Then she pounced at you
>Her lips meeting yours, bringing you close
>You felt your own arms wrap around her, bringing her closer to you, 
>It quickly spiraled out of control
>Until she was under you, your own clothes missing, Red giggling and cooing your name
>Although you had seen her body every day since you had been here, this was different
>The intimacy melting away any idea of friendly casual nudity 
>You looked at her under you with fresh eyes, appreciating her for the real beauty she had
>Her flat chest, curvy body, hips which were the perfect handles for making love with, an ass which your palms could sink into as you both groaned each other names
>Red hugged you tightly as you sank into her, the two of you shivering and sweating, the sound of your bodies meeting echoing in the room
>Both moving to meet each other with intimate intention, your combined warmth melting away the cold from outside
>The sound of the storm didn't reach you, the only thing in your ears the sound of Red’s giggling, panting breaths, and her moans of your name
>It all felt like a dream, until you realized Red had her legs locked around your back, keeping you from moving away from her
>Not that you wanted to, so you hugged her tight, and whispered into her pointy elf ears
>A whisper which made her face go as Red as her hair
>You felt her legs pull tighter on your back as she tightened around you, bringing you over the edge
>Red muttering and giggling incoherently in elvish as you both rode out your combined climax
>You laid  on Red panting, sweating, looking into her eyes, the elf rubbing your back
>”I love you too, farmer boy.” She said back, eyes hazy and glazed over

>She had removed her glasses to sleep, the elf snuggling up close to you as the storm raged outside, the two of you still smiling and giggling from the experience
>It was then laying there that you truly studied her face the most
>Running your hands across it
>There was an odd resemblance without the glasses, one which you couldn't quite place
>You had mentioned this to Red, and she smiled
>”Well, mom always said I looked like my dad! Funny enough, he used to live here, but he passed away a while ago. Luckily, him and my mom agreed I could hang around here until someone else came along to take care of the place. I’m really glad it was you.”

>You had of course seen Red around after this
>Your self described “elf wife” running around the forest and the farm 
>Still an odd girl, but, it had seemed to wane a little
>Of course, it was possibly because she had been spending more time sitting around near you lately
>Laying and basking in the sun, asking if you could bring her a sandwich or snack from the house when you got the time
>And for some reason, she always was staring at you oddly, and trying to hide herself behind something 
>ALmost comical in a way
>Laying under hay, behind a way, peeking out from a bush
>Almost as if she was bashful of her nudity which you had grown used to
>It was only when she asked an odd question did you have an idea why 
>And definitely much more so when she stood up in front of you, showing herself off
>”So? What name? I’m thinking we name it after you if it's a boy, and maybe ‘lil Red’ if it's a girl?” Said the pregnant elf, a smile on her face