>Be me.
>Sitting in class.
>I cannot wait to go home and go to the range over the weekend.
>I can practically feel the recoil in my shoulder now.
>The smell of carbon in the air.
>Sweet gunsmoke.
>The slick perfection of a magazine sliding up into a magwell.
>Locking into pla-
>My phone just buzzed.
>What the fuck I was in the middle of gat-fantasizing.
>I got an email.
>Who the fuck is this?
>It's a student address so might as well open it.
>"Please meet me outside the locker rooms at the gym on Elf Street at 9PM."
>What
>Whoever sent this must be a psycho I'm not going to meet someone I don't know at the gym. Hell the gym closes at 9:15.
>Look at the name attached.
>Kuntosali. 
>Holy shit it's a girl. HOLY SHIT IT'S AN ELF GIRL.
>This changes things for sure.
>I was gonna go home and fondle the charging handle of my rifle in the dark all alone but I'll meet an elf girl for no reason.
>I'm desperate enough.
>I don't know her and it could be a prank but fuck it I wasn't doing anything anyway.
>Get to the gym at 8:45, I was raised to show up early fuck you.
>I don't know who Kuntosali is but the name sounds familiar.
>I sit out in front of the locker rooms like a creep.
>No one shows up to talk to me.
>It's 8:55. 
>If nobody comes up to me by 9:05 I'm leaving.
>Suddenly remember who Kuntosali is.
>Lead captain of both the girl's volleyball and track teams.
>Super hot.
>Tall, golden blonde, great ass, toned legs, with that little back arch, super fit stomach, and despite being so athletic is absolutely stacked.
>The thought of her has me swooning.
>I saw her running on the track once and her cleavage was like an ocean bouncing up and down.
>Her hair just streaming, catching the sunlight, and glittering golden blonde.
>After she rounded the corner I could see her white short shorts and in the right light I was able to see she was wearing pink panties beneath them.
>All trying to cover an ass so tight you could bounce a quarter off it.
>I need to put my head in my hands and look at the ground to keep from getting dizzy.
>She has the deepest brown eyes that are just a void of chocolate pulling you in.
>You could lose yourself in the depths.
>Great smile too.
>Wait.
>She wouldn't want to meet me.
>I don't even know her.
>I think she's just in one of my classes.
>Oh this is a prank.
>FUCK.
>MISSION ABORT MISSION ABORT
>EJECT EJECT EJECT.
>"Hi Anon."
>OH SHIT.
>Look up and there she is leaning towards me with a smug smile.
>She's wearing a sports bra that just seems like a formality from how much it's struggling to keep her chest under control.
>I can even see little peaks from her nipples.
>Since she's leaning over her breasts are just hanging down.
>There's a little strap gap between her chest and sports bra from the sheer weight of them.
>She has her hair in a ponytail and is playing with it.
>I look behind her and see over her shoulders her perfect ass up in the air with the fabric of the shorts engulfed between her cheeks.
>oh my god.
>"H-h-h-hi?"
>"You got my email?"
>"Y-y-y-eah."
>I can only squeak out little words and am stuttering like a downie from fear.
>I keep darting my eyes from her cleavage up to her eyes and back down again.
>"What are you retarded? Stop stuttering."
>"S-s-s-sorRRRY!"
>Kuntosali grabs my hair and pulls it to her.
>She whispers with a threatening voice.
>"If you stutter again I am gonna rip your shitty hair out and feed it to you. Understand?"
>"YES."
>"Good, now did you get my email?"
>"Y-yeah?"
>Oh no I stuttered.
>Kuntosali grabs my neck with her other hand choking me.
>I can't breathe.
>I could try breaking free but she'd probably snap my neck.
>Even if I did get out I can't out run her.
>She is the darling track star.
>"sorry"
>"I hate people who stutter Anon. Don't make me hate you."
>She's even angrier than before. I can see some veins popping out of her neck.
>"ok"
>"Good."
>She releases me and I gasp for air.
>"Why do you think I brought you here?"
>"Because you needed something from me?"
>"Like what?"
>I can't think of anything.
>"Come on Anon you can do it. Use that big brain of yours."
>NOPE FUCK IT I'M OUT.
>I try to get up and Kuntosali just brings her palm down on my head.
>She's holding me down now.
>I look up and she is glaring daggers at me.
>The whites of her eyes bright in the shadow she's casting over me.
>I know she was tall but she must be easily over six feet.
>She looks even bigger from a sitting position.
>"Anon you're not going anywhere. Now why do you think I wanted you to come here?"
>"I don't know."
>I glance at her chest really quick.
>Once I get out I am going to have the biggest nut of my life from both fear and just how amazing she smells.
>She catches my stare.
>Kuntosali grasps my chin and brings my eyes up to hers.
>"My. Eyes. Are. Up. Here. Anon."
>"S-s-sorry."
>She tightens her grip on my chin.
>"I told you I don't like STUTTERING!"
>Girl elves are terrifying when angry.
>My body instinctively triggers flight and I try running.
>I get up but she just puts her arms on both sides of me.
>I didn't think she was tall enough to make it intimidating.
>I'm at chest level compared to her.
>I glance down and see her abs.
>Nice definition.
>She's got an even tan. Contrasts with the whiteness of her shorts and neon green of her sports bra.
>Oh right I'm she's about to kill me.
>I look up and Kuntosali is about to speak.
>I take the chance to dip under her right arm and make a break for it.
>Kuntosali reacts quicker than should be humanly... Elfly possible.
>Wrapping her arm around my chest and holding me by her side before dropping me down on my back.
>I hit the floor with a crack that echoes through the whole gym.
>I open my eyes and Kuntosali is standing fuming.
>"Don't fucking run from me you little shit."
>She goes over to a weight rack and seamlessly slides a 45lb plate off and raises it over her head.
>Oh no.
>I close my eyes and await the inevitable release of death.
>Even if I die at least I got killed by a total hottie.
>Nothing happens.
>I open my eyes and Kuntosali is shaking, struggling to bring the 45lb down on me.
>I roll over and try to run again.
>She discus throws it and it ends up in the drywall next to me.
>It's ¾ of the way inside the wall.
>That could have taken off my head.
>Kuntosali marches over and grabs me by my shirt and starts dragging me into the girl's locker room.
>As I make peace with God I can hear Elvis Presley singing a "Little Less Conversation" outside.
>This is not good.

>Kuntosali throws me onto the bench between some lockers.
>"WHAT THE FUCK ANON? I JUST WANTED TO HAVE A LITTLE CONVERSATION. YOU DON'T HAVE TO FUCKING RUN FROM ME YOU CUNT."
>Realize her name sounds like cunt.
>Kuntosali.
>Kunt o sali.
>Cunt.
>"At least my name doesn't sound like cunt."
>Probably shouldn't have said that.
>I fully expect her to rip a locker door off and batter me to death with it.
>She breaks down crying instead.
>I lie confused for a couple whole minutes.
>She's still crying.
>I don't think these are crocodile tears.
>I get up and try talking to her.
>"Hey Kuntosali?"
>"Kuntosali hey."
>"D-d-don't cry… um I didn't mean it."
>She's still sobbing.
>If someone walks in they're gonna think I did something to her.
>Yes. Me. Something. To the 6+ foot tall elf who can throw 45 plates like they're frisbees.
>I tentatively lay my hand on her upper back.
>I can feel the toned definition of her shoulders.
>Her skin is so soft.
>Right consoling the murder elf that's my job not to feel her up.
>"Kuntosali?"
>"WHAT?"
>I sit down next to her.
>"I didn't mean to say that. You just got me scared and I'm confused why you even emailed me to come here."
>"I JUST WANTED TO TALK."
>"About what?"
>She looks away blushing heavily.
>"N-N-NOTHING."
>"Ok but then why did you want me here?"
>"BECAUSE…"
>She stops the waterworks.
>"I just wanted to talk to you."
>"Again about what?"
>"Nothing… I just wanted to talk… you know? To you."
>Kuntosali's face is flush with enough blood to run a whole clinic for a week.
>She pulls me in close.
>My arm touches her and she grabs my hand.
>Handholding? LEWD.
>I should probably go now.
>"Don't go Anon. Stay with me."
>"But…"
>Oh now she's looking at me with the saddest puppy dog eyes. 
>Wait no that's actual sadness.
>"What's wrong Kuntosali?"
>"I just… wanted to talk."
>"So we are."
>I SWEAR SHE'S GOING IN CIRCLES. SHE'S HOT SO I'LL STAY.
>"Good. I like it."
>She grabs my entire arm and hugs it.
>She's still way bigger than me so my head touches her shoulders.
>It's like sitting next to an atomic bomb.
>Something's gonna happen.
>Kuntosali is smiling now.
>I'm so confused.
>One minute she's trying to take my head off and the next she's hugging my like a stuffed animal for comfort.
>She's still Kuntosali and so I can't get over the massive valley of tits mere inches from my head.
>Or the feeling of her silky hair on my shirt.
>Or the way the fabric of her short shorts are gripping her thighs.
>Or the way she smells like a deep forest and… black berries?
>I'm starting to get a little hard.
>Kuntosali moves on from my arm to my entire body.
>Hugging me close.
>"Anon I'm glad you're here with me."
>"S-s-sure."
>"Don't stutter."
>She starts nuzzling me.
>Rubbing her head against mine.
>I can feel the supple tips of her knife ears rubbing against my forehead.
>Even more blood is rushing towards my lower region.
>"Anon?"
>"Yeah Kuntosali?"
>"Do you like me?"
>FUCK LOADED QUESTION.
>"I don't know you that well Kuntosali."
>"No one does…"
>She's starting to cry again.
>"Come on don't cry."
>"No one knows me at all."
>"What do you mean?"
>"I don't have any friends."
>"How do you not have friends Kuntosali?"
>"Because everyone's scared of me."
>YEAH I CAN SEE WHY.
>"Well…"
>Now she's looking at me.
>"I'm not scared of you."
>"Really!?"
>Kuntosali takes me in a bear hug. My head ends up in between her breasts.
>Keebler boobs man. Softest substance known to man.
>Suddenly realize something.
>I'm sporting a raging hard on.
>I feel like the man of steel right now.
>Kuntosali hugs me even closer rubbing her chin against my scalp.
>My erection pokes against her abs.
>oh no.
>She notices.
>She pushes me away slowly.
>Her gaze travels down and comes back up with a huge smile.
>"Anon."
>"Yes?" I can only put out a faint whisper from embarrassment.
>"Was that because of me?"
>She has the biggest smile on her face.
>"I can fix that!"
>"What?"
>She pulls my pants down with the force of an F-14.
>She pounces and catches me in a kiss.
>Her lips engulf mine and her tongue teases mine.
>THIS COULD BE A PRANK BUT I'LL DIE A HAPPY MAN.
>She is scary though.
>I should go.
>"Look this has been fun Kuntosali but."
>She practically tackles me.
>She's rubbing herself up and down me with the smell of blackberries permeating into the air.
>"Anon don't go. I can make you feel good. I want to make you feel good. Please Anon?"
>"Kuntosali I don't know if I can do it."
>"Please Anon I want you inside of me."
>The tone of lust is too much.
>"Alright but just for a bit."
>She throws me onto the bench before peeling off her shorts.
>The way her legs move in an effort to get them off is hypnotic.
>She lies down on me kissing me furiously.
>Again because she's so tall my cock ends up flattened by her abs.
>I can see her trying to pull her panties off while kissing me.
>They're the very same pink I saw on the track.
>Tis a sign.

>"Can we do it missionary?"
>"Sure whatever you want."
>"Good because I always wanted someone to do me missionary."
>I laugh a little.
>"Really why?"
>"Because girls are usually way smaller than guys… and I'm huge for an elf… and I never wanted to… I wanted…"
>She trails off with her face flush again.
>I realize the crucial flaw in all this.
>"Kuntosali do you have a condom?"
>"A what?"
>"A condom for my---"
>"What's a condom?"
>"You know so I d---"
>"I thought we were going to breed Anon why would we need a 'condom.'" 
>From the way she says condom it sounds like it's an entirely foreign idea.
>"I thought we were going to breed Anon."
>"Well yeah but…"
>"Anon please let's breed together."
>alright.
>I insert myself into her folds.
>She's slick and pulls me in.
>I wonder if the squats helped her become so tight.
>I can feel her pulse she's so tight around me.
>She's already squeaking with pleasure.
>I do a couple strokes and suddenly she brings her entire body in close as if struck by a gale of freezing wind.
>She lifts me up and I end up being pulled even closer to her by proxy.
>She covers her face and only does quick light breathes.
>"Did you just?"
>"NO!"
>My cock feels soaked and I check and sure enough there's a small blackberry smelling puddle on the bench.
>Her knife ears are flush with blood and spiked upwards.
>"I think you did."
>"Ok fine I did."
>She refuses to make eye contact.
>A real hair trigger.

>The locker room door opens.
>OH SHIT.
>It must be an employee checking before closing.
>Kuntosali takes me in close.
>"Anon. If you make a single fucking noise I will snap your neck."
>I cum from the fear and the fact that when she said snap she tighten around me to form almost a pneumatic seal.
>I'm in heaven and when I come back down the entire locker room is pitch black.
>"Did you see us?"
>"No. They just checked the showers and turned off the lights."
>Kuntosali releases me and pulls out her phone turning on the flashlight.
>She gets up and I can see her bronzed skin glowing in the dark.
>The way her hips sway and her hair bounces as she walks nude.
>Like the birth and death of a star.
>I follow covering my privates.
>She opens the locker room door and the entire rest of the gym is dark.
>"I guess everyone went home."
>"Good we're alone then."
>She turns around with the horniest smile known to man.
>She flicks on the lights and locks the door.
>She places her phone on top of the bay of lockers.
>I forgot she was tall enough to do that.
>She pushes me back to the bench we were on before.
>Catching me in another kiss.
>When she's satisfied I'm out of breath.
>She undoes her hair from the ponytail.
>Releasing a wave of golden blonde hair that flows down to her waist.
>Her knife ears poke out sensually from within the depths.
>"You ain't seen nothing yet Anon."
>She strides past me her breasts jiggling.
>Somehow they're still perky despite being so big.
>I desperately wanted to grab them when we were doing missionary.
>They're so big they'd overflow in my hands.
>She sets herself up with her head down and ass up.
>Her hips are arched up and pussy dripping a little bit.
>"Anon!"
>She's talking in a sing song voice now.
>"Breeding means more than just one time. It means many."
>She flips her hair over her shoulder and gives a coy, shy smile.
>FUCK YES.

>I mount her gently.
>Sinking myself into her folds again.
>For how toned her ass is it's like a pillow.
>"Since no one's here we can be as loud as we want."
>She starts bucking her hips with a good amount of force behind them.
>She's moaning loudly now.
>Extremely loudly.
>She does the same quick breaths again.
>"Did you?"
>"YES SHUT UP."
>I keep going and try to grab her chest.
>I get a good grip and sure enough my hands are overflowing.
>Kuntosali seems to be enjoying it for sure.
>I look up ahead and see a pool of… saliva?
>wow.
>She does the same quick breaths again.
>I don't bother to ask because she doesn't stop.
>I guess she has good endurance from all those sports.
>Judging from the volume of her moans she has good lung capacity too.
>"Anon?"
>"Yeah?"
>"Do you feel good?"
>Weird question at this point.
>"Yeah I do for sure."
>She does the short, quick breaths again in response.
>Again she doesn't stop.
>This must be like running laps to her.
>"Anon do you like breeding with me?"
>I manage a couple of words between fits of pleasure.
>"I do Kuntosali thanks for calling me out here."
>"Anon we're going to breed in the future as well too!"
>oh.
>She starts rambling off about breeding every night from now on, that I'm going to breed her and have tons of kids, that we're going to marry, I'm going to have to come home everyday to breed her or she is coming to me, that before tournaments she'll need me to breed so she can get urges out to focus, and etc.
>The crazy talk is enough to push me over the edge.
>I take a breather but she flips me over onto the bench and starts riding me cowgirl.
>She keeps rambling on and on about our future relationship together.
>I fall into an ocean of pleasure and cannot hear a word.
>By the time the blur subsides I'm on top of her with my head deep in her cleavage.
>I'm breathing heavily and soaked in sweat.
>Kuntosali isn't fazed at all.
>"Anon?"
>"Yes?"
>"Do you like me?"
>"Yes I do Kuntosali."
>"Good that's why I wanted you here."
>She gives me a peck on the head.
>I fondle her ear a little bit out of curiosity.
>She starts doing quick breathes again.
>That will be useful in the future.