Author's Note:
The Gnome Chronicles are a series of stories surrounding a four-foot, magical green gnome by the name of Abe. My attempt at some erotic comedy. While there will be hardcore scenarios, it won't always be the main focus. This first story has an incest theme, hence it's in this category, and I'm positive there will be more. It may not always be the case, though in some vignettes.
Abe can bestow a wish upon any subject of that person's choosing, but with certain stipulations. No subject may wish for "more wishes." Even far more limiting, no one may request material things like money or treasure. In fact, wishes aren't allowed to be tangible "things" at all. It sounds complicated, but really it isn't. For instance, one may wish for "more confidence" or even "a bigger penis" as that might be a part of the actual wish-giver, but no one could ask for something like a pot of gold or a million dollars in the bank, or even a rubber ducky in a tub. The gnome simply couldn't manifest things from thin air. Some stories will be told from a subject's point of view and on occasion, even Abe may narrate an adventure.
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PREFACE
Abe was a magical creation of an evil sorceress known as Velvet Scar. Velvet Scar, long ago banished from the country of Plumedale for her tempestuous sexual demeanor, had vowed revenge on the people, specifically the prudish one, Princess Elisabeth. Velvet yearned for the day she had that bitch tied up, taking it from both ends.
Although Abe was an aberration of the sorceress, having been made from pigs' blood, a frog's heart and a variety of other animal parts, he was none the wiser of being a creation of the depraved mind of a banished sorceress. Abe didn't even remember being born, just waking up in a field one day out in the countryside. He was perfectly knowledgeable of his talents and his ability to gift wishes to subjects, though. It was almost as if he was compelled to do so, as natural an instinct as it is for chameleons to blend into their surroundings. Abe picked himself up off the ground, brushed off the worn overalls he found himself in (even though they were new to him) and began walking west.
Abe really wanted to do good for people. Helping people was what drove the poor gnome to seek out subjects for whom to gift wishes. Unlike others who survived off food and water, Gnome's sustenance was granting wishes. He knew he risked serious illness, even death, if he failed to grant wishes.
Abe hoped most people would wish for simple things like a healthy family or a happy marriage. Even something as vain as a snappier appearance would be okay with Abe for anyone to make, but he soon discovered that no matter what people wished for, it seemed to backfire on them in humiliating and sometimes terrible ways.
This was Velvet Scar's doing, of course. Through her wicked sorcery, she had ensured the gnome could only bestow cursed wishes. Ones that would sexualize and shame every victim. Velvet's intentions were impure, as she intended to taint the country of Plumedale with a scandalous image. Enough to shake the citizens to their core, to bring riots to the streets and with an overthrow of the royal house, the conditions would be ripe for Velvet Scar to take its place as queen.
And it all started with this happy, little magical gnome, Abe...
ABE'S FIRST WISH GIVING EXPERIENCE
Abe remembered his first subject vividly. A young college student named Amber. She had been sitting at the edge of a small pond on her parent's property, where she dipped her toes into the water and leaned back a bit to feel the sun on her face.
'This sure beats doing homework every night,' Amber thought to herself, grateful for the two month summer break.
Like most girls in Plumedale, Amber was quite modest. In fact, because she was currently dressed in a conservative one-piece swimsuit, she now displayed more skin than she was ever accustomed to showing. Certainly, the tight outfit covered her small breasts and all of her butt and front. Still, a lot of legs and arms were showing, even a bit of her shoulders. If any of her classmates had been sitting nearby, she would have been considerably embarrassed.
It should be understood that modesty is a big thing in Plumedale, considered the greatest and purest of all traits. At an early age, children are taught the value of protecting one's reputation and dignity. Still, some girls were slightly less modest than others and Amber believed that had a lot to do with their physical appearance. Considering how well covered everyone dressed to protect their modesty, only the girls with significant curves got any attention from the boys. Amber often wished she had big tits, just to experience if she would be a more confident person.
"Well, hello young woman," blurted Abe, stepping out from behind Amber. His lithe frame made him quiet on his bare feet. "It is a fine day, isn't it?"
Amber almost jumped from the ground, startled by the high-pitched voice, yet she knew it was that of a man. Or a man-thing! She was especially alarmed by the strange creature's appearance. Small, green and scaly, barefoot with brown overalls. He was more silly looking than dangerous, though.
"Uh, hello? Who... uh... what... are you?" Amber got to her feet as she spoke, uncomfortably holding her arms in front of her chest. Her bathing suit covered her well, yet she still felt exposed.
"Oh, I am so sorry. Did I scare you? Let me put your fears to rest."
Amber noticed the strange man spoke fast, excitedly.
The strange man took a bow and upon rising, said, "I come to offer you one single wish to be granted. Anything you like and then I'll be on my way. Would you like a wish granted?"
Amber was sure the little man was off his rocker, but then again, he was green... and a bit scaley. Maybe he was magical, after all.
"You mean I could wish for anything?"
"Not money. Not more wishes. No tangible, material things at all, actually." Abe was smiling, excited to hear her ask for a wish. He so badly wanted to fulfill his duty.
