The three of us laughed at that, and Eloim was the next to speak. "Perhaps I could give you a small demonstration instead?"
Sarah and I looked at each other and nodded after a few moments of eye contact. Despite the strangeness of the situation I felt at ease, and sensed the same from Sarah.
"Very well," Eloim confirmed, and began to turn to the side, gesturing toward one of the higher-up branches in the trees with a whimsical flick of hand, tracing golden sparkles in the air with her fingers. "Veronik, quit hiding and come down here where I can see you, and touch you!"
The branch rustled, and a mass of dark purple gas began to appear in front of the leaves. It was dark in color, yet somehow it shimmered and sparkled as if it were made of light. It formed into a cloud before swirling and spiraling down to our area in the tree. Its swirling movements picked up in speed and intensity as the sultry cloud folded in upon itself, coalescing into a humanoid form laying on the ground before Eloim. Leaning back on her elbows, her legs were stretched out before her leaving her body on full display.
While her pointy ears, glowing eyes, and unusual method of transport clearly indicated Veronik's membership in the race of forest nymphs, she had little else in common with her reddish-brown haired companion standing above her. She had a heart shaped face, framed by a mane of thick, luscious hair with bangs that just barely covered her eyebrows, the rest forming a halo around her on the ground. Both hair and eyes were of the deepest violet color—almost black, but somehow distinctly colorful—and despite their midnight hue, her eyes gave off a dark, seductive glow.
I drank in her body with my eyes. Her only article of clothing was a short piece of silk fabric wrapped around her waist and loosely pinned together at the side, revealing her upper thigh. On her calves she wore what looked like the dark leather straps you'd see on Roman gladiator sandals, but without the sandals—her long slender feet were bare, and her toes were pointed delicately, revealing the deep violet color of her toenails. Her fingernails shared the same hue, and it occurred to me that this was probably not nail polish but her natural fay color.
Finding my bearings again, I turned toward Sarah. Her breath was labored as her eyes danced neurotically around Veronik's body. I looked down to see a new wet spot forming on the crotch of her hiking pants and thought about how soiled her panties must be from her sweat and bodily fluids.
Veronik's voice broke the silence. "So, what'll it be this time mommy?" Her voice was sultry and sensual, with a hint of danger hidden beneath the surface, and it pulled me in like a siren song. Faintly, I heard the voice of my conscience trying to pull me away, urging me to slow down: Stop this! You don't know what you're doing! What if she's a demon, a... a succubus?! That's stupid, succubi don't exit. B-but forest nymphs exist! S-so anything's possible! What if she wants your life, or... or... your soul?! But it was only a whisper, drowned out by the screams of desire in my conscious mind. I wasn't getting off until the ride was over.
Eloim smiled warmly at Veronik lying in wait for her. She picked up her left foot and placed it gently on Veronik's throat. "These are honored guests, Veronik." She slid her foot up Veronik's neck to her cheek and used it to push her face down. Facing us now, Veronik stubbornly looked at the ground. "They summoned us and we are forbidden from harming them." She ground her foot into Veronik's cheek, pressing her face into the tree. "Now release them and introduce yourself."
Veronik struggled for a moment longer before letting out a resigned sigh, her body going limp. At that moment I felt as though a veil were lifted from my eyes. My uncontrollable need to please her, this creature, began to subside. I clung desperately to the feeling. This is who I am! I have to please her! I can't... no, please... no... I stopped fighting and began to sob quietly to myself. Sarah was sobbing too.
For the first time, Veronik addressed us directly. "Sorry about that, kids," she said nonchalantly. "It's been a while since I've... had a snack. I forgot to turn it off." Even without her magic, Veronik's voice was sultry, decadent, and inexplicably arousing.
"Look what you've done Veronik! Chaos knows why I continue to put up with you." Eloim walked toward Sarah and I, placing a hand on each of our shoulders. "I'm very sorry for my companion's misbehavior. May I give you a kiss to make up for it?"
I nodded submissively and she leaned closer, cupping my chin in her hand and pulling my face to hers until her lips were pressed firmly against mine. Butterflies erupted in my stomach and I'm certain my cheeks were entirely red. She parted her lips and pressed her wet tongue into my mouth, dancing with mine for just a moment before withdrawing. As she pulled out she pushed some of her warm spit down her tongue, gently spitting it into my mouth and smearing it on my lips. Webs of spit bridged the growing distance between her mouth and mine before they gently collapsed, the now-cool saliva landing on the tops of our feet.
I felt as though a huge weight had just been lifted from me, and I was once again excited to see where all this would lead. Eloim did the same kiss for Sarah, and then said "Now kiss each other."
Sarah immediately turned and grabbed my neck with both hands, pulling my hair and pushing me down to my knees in front of her. Her maneuver worked perfectly and the moment my knees hit the ground she dove into me, grabbing my jaw with her hands and tilting my face up towards her aggressively. Her mouth was open and wet when it met mine, and her searching tongue quickly found a way through my closed lips. It was loaded with hot spit, which she deposited in my mouth as her tongue slid across my gums and teeth, leaving a thick coating of saliva behind.
She pulled out and said, "swallow it," looking me in the eyes as I drank my sister's saliva. Once she was satisfied with that, Sarah grabbed the back of my head, pulled my ear to her mouth and whispered, "I love you, big brother." My heart stopped for a moment, I was so filled with love for my little sister. How did I get so lucky?
"I can see how you were able to summon me, even unintentionally," Eloim observed. "The bond shared by the two of you is quite magically potent.
"Well, now that that's all done, I can finally give you two that little demonstration I promised!"
"Oh! Right! Yippee!" Sarah exclaimed, reaching down and lacing her fingers with mine.
Eloim turned and began approaching Veronik. As she moved she lifted her left arm nonchalantly toward Veronik and flicked her wrist. Suddenly Veronik's arms and legs moved—her arms jerked up to place her hands against the tree above her head as her knees bent somewhat and her legs were pushed out to either side, creating space between her hips. At the same time, I heard a low grinding sound as little roots began growing rapidly out of the tree around Veronik, weaving together around her wrists and ankles and pinning her to the tree. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly.
At this point Eloim kicked gently off the ground, hovering a few inches in the air as she completed her approach. She glided over top of Veronik and slowly brought her right foot down to her face as more roots erupted from the tree to entangle themselves in Veronik's hair. The roots gripped her hair, tilting her head back slightly as Eloim's toes wrapped themselves lightly around her nose. The moment her foot made contact, I felt a wave of arousal wash over me.
"Sniff," commanded Eloim. Veronik closed her eyes and took a deep, audible breath, and suddenly it felt as if I were the one sniffing. Eloim's foot scent (somehow I knew it was hers) was a rich, heady musk, earthy with a note of vanilla. It was warm. As Veronik inhaled, I felt the warmth of her feet travel down my throat into my lungs, spreading through my chest like I had just taken a shot of whiskey. My eyes rolled back in their sockets and I moaned as Veronik began to take the next breath. As she inhaled again, Eloim's foot lowered itself further onto her face, and I could feel the soft, moist flesh of her sole covering Veronik's lips and chin as if they were my own.
My knees buckled harder and harder as I felt each wave of Eloim's magickal stench entering my nose against my will. The next inhale put me over the edge and I collapsed awkwardly, my knees too weak to hold me. I felt Sarah's hands on my shoulders—she was using me for balance. Apparently I wasn't the only one experiencing Eloim's forest nymph feet.
Eloim began to drag her foot down Veronik's face. I felt her toes pop over Veronik's lips and chin. I felt my airways restricting as she pressed the meaty pad of her foot into Veronik's neck. I felt her other foot come down, both soles pressing into and circling around Veronik's breasts, pulling her nipples with her toes. Sarah's fingernails were digging painfully into my shoulders and my pants were soaked with precum as she finished her tease, landing gracefully on the tree next to Veronik.
"So, what did you think of my demonstration?"
