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Thread: An Nymphian Bride.

Jeric wiped his hands clean of the messenger??s blood. There was a evil grin on his face as a plan began to form. So his dear elder brother was getting married and to a nymph none the less. He chuckled as he thought it through he would need to act fast but if he did he would be able to finally get his revenge for his banishment. Jeric was the first elf to ever be banished no one knew that that sentence did to the elven body physically. The instant that his father had spoken the banishing words Jeric had fallen down to his knee crying out in pain. His once blond hair changed to pale white and his skin gained a dark cast to it, when his eyes finally opened they could see that his eyes had been changed to blood red. ??I will have my revenge for this father you will see.? That was his oath that day and now he finally had a chance to make good on it.
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Callisto sat in the bedchamber of her father, the king, looking up at him with a grimace. Normally, she would object to any decision he had made, knowing it was all for the good of her people and that her father was both a wise and just king. But this particular decision sent her into a fury of questions and objections. None the less, the king's decision was final and his word was absolute. With a heavyhearted sigh she gave a small graceful bow before leaving her father's room, returning to her own room to begin travel preparations.
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Jeric was doing much the same thing. His trap would be laid along the path she would take to his brother??s castle. At the same moment that he captured her, his magic would cause a letter to be delivered to his brother. A day passed and all the plans were laid and now all that was needed was the waiting for her to come by then she would be his.
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After a long, restless night, Callisto began to dress in her usual manner. Though there was no doubt in her mind that she did not want to go through with the wedding, she put on her ceremonial clothing just as she had been instructed. Once she had bade farewell to her chambermaids, the castle servants, and the few companions she had, she waited for in her room for word that her carriage had arrived.
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Jeric waited in the tree at the side of the road, this was something that he would do himself no one else would be involved. He knew he could handle anything that his brother sent to guard his future bride merely because they wouldn??t be excepting him. It took special people to be able to defeat him it always had. His eyes cast up and down the road and he settled down again for a long wait as the carriage shouldn??t pass his way till about noon.
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Callisto boarded the carriage as slowly as she could, wanting to prolong meeting with the elven prince for as long as possible. Once she was finally seated inside, she bade her father with a kiss on his cheek and nothing more. His own words of encouragement seeming to brighten her melancholy mood, if only by a little. She sighed softly to herself as the footman closed the door and the driver started off. Her gaze remained fixated on the window nearest her as she watched her previous home begin to fade into the distance.
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Finally he heard the carriage coming, it was behind schedule but not by that much. He looked down at his trap that was set across the road and smiled. It was a bit nasty to the poor horses but that was the way he was there was no reason to just drop a log it wouldn??t have his mark to it. The pit he had dug was lined with spikes and the horses would fall into it leaving the carriage at a angle up to the road, he hoped to catch a guard or two in the process but it didn??t really matter he could handle any of them anyway. He waited for the sudden moment when the carriage would come to a sudden halt at a angle any moment now.
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Callisto nearly had to catch herself as the carriage seemed to just stop. She called up to the driver, asking what was the matter. When she received no answer she opened the door, slowly looking out to see what was causing such a commotion. One of the guards had instructed to stay inside, or at least, he attempted to do so. After she gave him a very stern, almost frightening, look he returned to his post as the nymph princess exited the carriage all together.
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Jeric laughed as it worked perfectly. He was down in a flash one of the guards on horseback moving to intercept the person that had come to attack them. There was no contest the guards were nothing to the swift power of a dark elf. As the door opened he suddenly was down beside her and as one of her guards moved to stop him he was greeted by a knife in his chest. Grabbing her around the waist he jumped up pulling them both to the top of the carriage. ??Now you are mine.? He threw her over his shoulder and started racing into the woods. sorry if that was too sudden and fast just thought he would be able to be down grab her and gone in seconds before reactions could happen mostly.
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As the elf came upon her she gasped, her eyes growing wide in shock. She would shriek in terror as she snatched up to the top of the carriage with him. She would gasp a second time as he hoisted her over his shoulder. He speed proved a bit too much for her weak stomach as her vision began to blur then slowly fade to black. It's fine, my character's not much of a fighter. I don't really see what she could have done. X-D Last post for the night by the way.
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He raced through the woods not noticing that she had passed out in his arms as he ran. There was nothing that could catch him as he moved quickly through the trees. It was only half a day??s journey back to his mountain lair and he would have her in there deep where she wouldn??t be able to find her way out again without his help and few would get that deep into his lair without dying if they tried to rescue her.
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Some time later she started to come to. She sat up slowly, placing her hand at her forehead. Her vision was still a bit blurry and her head was spinning slightly. Once her vision started to clear, she stood slowly, placing her hand on a nearby wall to steady herself until she regained her own balance. She looked around for a moment, trying to get a better feel for her surroundings. It was useless, she had no idea where she was.
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The room was dark and slightly wet as most caves were. Jeric walked in moments after she woke up with a tray of food. ??Ah I see you??re finally awake.? He placed the tray down on the small side table, and stepped up to her his hand grabbing her chin looking into her eyes with his blood red ones. ??I can see why he wanted you, your very beautiful even by nymph standards.?
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Callisto blushed at him lightly, her expression soon turned to one showing more anger than fear. Take your hands off me. She said firmly, but not raising her voice by much as she pushed his hand away and stepped back from him.
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He looked at her smiling. ??Why my dear if I haven??t forgotten the whole point,? suddenly he grabbed her hands pinning them above her head growling deeply. ??I want what my brother thought he was getting?You.? He pulled back and turned, ??you had best eat keep your strength up for what is coming.? He closed that locked the door leaving the food there on the table both the food and drink laced with a drug that was undetectable but over time would make her willing.
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She stifled a small whimper of surprise as he pinned her to the wall. She struggled slightly as he moved closer to her. As he left, an angry look returned to her face. She looked over at the food he had left on the table then turned her nose at it with a 'humph'. It had been a while since she had last eaten, and her desire not to eat what he had brought her would be gone before long.
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He waited watching her through his magic knowing that she wouldn??t be able to last long and since the effect was a magical one she wouldn??t be able to taste anything wrong or smell anything wrong, it would just effect her without knowing it turning her natural nymph sex drive up to massively high.
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After some time had passed, Callisto slowly ventured over to the plate of food that her captor had brought her. It hadn't even had time to get cold before she gave into her hunger. She thought for a moment on what he would have wanted with her. If wanted to kill me he wouldv'e done it back at the carriage... She said to herself. The food didn't look very suspicious either, in fact it looked rather appealing to one with an empty stomach. With a light sigh she by the table and began to eat, blushing lightly as she remembered what the dark elf had said about 'wanting her'.
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He smiled shaking his head, Nymphs were easy to control by their physical drives hunger, leading to desire. He smirked moving into his lab starting up his potion to make her want him even more and faster while she continued to eat.
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Callisto finished her meal then sat the tray aside. She moved over to the small bed in the room and sat down on it. She sighed lightly at what she had been reduced to, a common captive. Though, she knew there was little she could do she was locked in the room. Even if she got out, she had no idea as to were she was.
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He finished the potion before too long and placed it just outside her locked door. When he opened it the magic rolled out and under her door, the fog it made was so light that she might not notice until she was already under the effects which should start making her extremely horny very quickly.
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She sighed once again to herself as she laid down on her side. She turned to face the wall beside the bed. The elf was very much correct about the fog, in that she did not notice it all. She may as well been sleeping as the fog filled about half the room. When she finally did notice it, she sat up quickly and began to panic. She covered her mouth with the bottom edge of her dress, trying not to breath in the smoke, though it was already much to late.
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Jeric opened the door smiling at her and with a snap of his finger the fog receded into the potion jar. He closed the door locking it behind him. ??now my dear it is time that we got to know each other better.? He stripped of his shirt and unlike most elves he had a well defined chest from living out on his own so much. He walked over to her his hand reaching out brushing her cheek knowing the fog had already worked on her.
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She let go of her dress when she noticed the fog was dissipating, breathing a sigh of relief. Her face only reddened with a blush as he made his advance toward her. Her blush only grew as he started to disrobe in front of her. She pushed his hand away and scooted back towards the wall, crossing her arms in front of her chest and grabbing hold of her shoulders as some of her resistance remained. And just what do you mean by that?
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He smiled leaning in closer so that their lips were mere inches away. ??I think you know what I mean very well.? He kissed her deeply his hand slipping behind her neck to hold her there letting her natural nymph tendencies start to flow and then the fog take and fan the flame from there. His free hand brushed up her leg slowly growling into the kiss.
Thread: A stick, some balls, and a glove.

Mitchel! Damn it girl watch the ball read it! The coach yelled from the bullpen. The Coach had been here for only a few months, his background was unknown as was why he even became a teacher at this school. Hie eyes stayed glued to the pitcher as she wound her arm up and the ball flew into the mitt of the catcher. The pitch was clearly a fast ball to the inside, but no his batter had to try and swing at it giving them two outs in the bottom of the ninth. Keith grit his teeth at the tie that had ensued from this game. If only they hadn't run and got that first out then they would have been able to score two people in. Of course one of the girls had a big head and left the game tied, now it rested on one of his more, predominate students.
Thread: A stick, some balls, and a glove.

Lisette was next at bat and she was taking her practice swings. She looked at the pitches that were being thrown to the other girl and on the third strike she sighed. This is double, triple, or home run territory... she thought to herself. Her long black hair was in a ponytail tucked under her batting helmet as she stepped up to the plate. The game rested on her, but then again, that was how it usually happened. Someone makes a bonehead move and it's up to her to bat in the run. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders. She was slim, but her body had nice curves and she was slightly muscular from playing softball for so long. She watched the pitcher and the first pitch was a ball, the second a strike. After she got a feel for the style she watched the ball as it hurtled towards her her arms moving themselves as the bat connected to the ball and it soared out of the field. She smiled and dropped the bat running the bases. Yet again the game was saved thanks to her.
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Keith looked as the ball connected with her bat and a smile came across his face before it turned into a boisterous cheer for the win. He looked back in the bullpen, and watched every face light up but when their eyes hit him they turned away a bit. There was a reason he was so hard on the girls but nobody knew that reason. He gave a thumbs up to Lisette as she came towards home plate. This is what you girls need to do more often, yes you kept it tied but tying isn't good enough we need to win. By all means have fun doing it but win. So to improve your skills we are going to have practice tomorrow from four in the afternoon until the sun goes down. Go home get cleaned up sleep well, and get ready for tomorrow's practice.
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Lisette smiled and hugged some of her team mates. Good job guys. she said in kindness, not sure if she really meant it. We worked hard coach... be a little nicer. she teased and smiled. We did end up winning. she smiled at him and pulled the helmet off, her hair falling around her face. She packed up her bag and stretched. See you tomorrow Cpach. she said and started to walk towards the exit of the dugout.
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I suppose. He grumbled watching as everyone packed up. Don't be late or your running laps. He called. He gathered his things moving to his car trying not to think about Lisette. He was attracted to her talent for baseball, it reminded him of when he played ball. He got to his car unlocking it, then placing his things in the back seat. He sat down checking the rear view mirror of his car seeing that Lisette was right behind at her vehicle. He tried not to look at her ass for to long before he started backing up. 'It's not right for a coach to think of his players like that.' He told himself pulling out of the parking lot heading home.
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She threw her things in the trunk unbuttoning the uniform top, a tank top underneath it. She turned to walk to the driver's side door and climbed in, smiling as she saw Coach Keith in the car behind her and waved as she closed the door. She started her car and pulled out of the parking lot, heading towards home.
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When he got home he changed from his uniform and got in the shower. As he bathed his mind wandered to his student, he pushed the thought from his mind but as he went to bed a dream he shouldn't have been dreaming came into his mind. Hours later he woke and got dressed after cleaning up once again. He drove to the school and waiting on the diamond for his players to show up. It wasn't long before a few of them got there but the rest of the team still had to be waited on.
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Lisette ran onto the field, rushing to get there before 400 hit. Sorry sir, choir practice ran a little late. Hope I'm not late. she said and smiled at him. She tied her black hair up in a ribbon and tucked it under her cap. She was ashamed of a dream she had the night before, hoping it didn't show now that she was around him. I guess I wasn't the only one runnign late... she thought and began to stretch. Her breasts pressed agianst the fabric of the uniform top and she yawned slightly. What are we practicing today Coach? she asked.
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Fastballs. He stated taking the mound. Everyone of you is going to hit at least ten fastballs at least two hundred feet into the out field. He grinned standing upright. And I'm talking major league standards not junior league softball. There was a catcher in full gear standing at the plate in a pair of jeans and a blue pull over shirt. Now everyone line up and get ready to hit. As the first girl stepped to the plate Keith wound up and threw the ball as hard as he could over hand sending the ball ripping through the air at ninety-seven miles per hour. The girl not expecting that type of pitch complained as the ball hit the mitt of the catcher. The girl protested but was cut off by her coach with the statement of I never said I would pitch what you were used to I only said fast balls. Now hit them.
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Lisette was a little annoyed at the complaining of the girl. This'll take a while... the thought and chuckled to herself. It'll be 3 hours before I can even get to the plate... unless Coach Keith has mercy on my soul. She watched him, the strain of his muscles as he pitched turning her on a bit. She sat on the bleachers as she watched. With all due respect Coach, Lisette will be the only one who could dream of hitting those balls... one of the other girls said. Lisette looked at him and smiled a bit, arching an eyebrow curious as to what he'd say.
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Then I guess that means Lisette has to show you how it's done then huh? The young coach in his late twenties point a finger into the dugout. I'll make you all a deal. If Lissette can hit one of my pitches out of the park then you'll get a slower pitcher, if not I'll only throw my best. Only him and the catcher knew what his best really was, being the catcher used to be on his team. He looked out under the cap he was wearing waiting to see if lisette was going to agree to the terms or if she wanted to make her own.
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How many chances do I get? she asked. The ten that was supposed to be hit or less? she asked and hopped off the bench, breushing her hands on her shorts. She grabbed her batting glove out of her bag and looked at the coach. Either way I'm game, I just need to know. she said and smiled playfully.
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I'll give you two tries being you might not be ready for the first pitch. Keith said being fair. but after the first pich then you better be ready or else I'm going to be working my arm all day and you still have to hit the ten after. Just to spice it up he thought of something else to make the bet even more interesting. If you can hit it on the first ppitch out of the field then I'll give you whatever you want. Deal? He watched her as sh4e made her way to the plate and holding her gear. Oh to be able to get under that shirt of her's and fondle her. He could imagine the firmness of her somewhat muscular body as well as the softness of her chest beneath his grasp. He push the thought away goping back to thinking about the pitch he was about to throw. A few seconds after that he pulled his arm back throwing the ball as hard as he could towards the catcher.
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Anything, eh...? she smiled devishly then stepped up to the plate. She gave a practice swing and looked at Coach Keith. She smiled and tilted her head trying to read his facial expression as he looked at her. Alright coach... get ready. she said and laughed. She got into her stance and watched his face as he wound up. As soon as the ball released from his hand she swung the bat full force the ball hurtling towards the fence. Urg! she grunted slightly and watched as the ball flew out of the field. Like that coach? she asked and smiled playfully. She smiled and shook her head slightly. Piece of cake. she said and laughed, stepping away from home plate. You're welcome ladies. she said and sat back down on the bleachers. She knew what she'd ask for, even if it was a little... wrong. He was so worth getting in trouble for.
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He quickly turned on his heel watching the ball fly out of the school property and smiled in his mind. He had taught her well, perhaps even the first woman in men's major league. He turned back around seeing her walk back into the dug out and sit down. Well so much for my grand plan of making this hard you you girls. He said with a disappointed, yet proud sigh. Alright Jeff looks like we won't be needing your services any longer for today, unless of course you want to stay around and teach the girl what it's like to be in the majors. The catcher took his mask off and then turned his team's cap around. He waved to the ladies letting them see his face and how he had appeared on alot of baseball cards. He mentioned that He was friends with coach because they had gone to school together, which was half truth. They gone to school together, they even got drafted into the majors together. But since Keith had his ankle injury he wasn't able to run anymore, which meant his career ended early and not many people remembered who he was after his first season. Which in this case was good being he could settle down and be a coach for the next generation.
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Lisette smirked as the other girls rushed out to the field to pine over Jeff. She smiled at Coach Keith and laughed, walking over to him. Sorry for spoiling your plans... I just thought that addition was too good to pass up. she said and smiled. Maybe next practice I'll let my hits miss so they actually do have to work. she smiled and laughed. It get's old bweing the savior, but I guess it has it's up, right? she winked playfully.
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Keith merely shrugged at the notion. Don't ever be less then what you can be. Yes you show everyone else up but your doing your best, as are the rest of your team. You just have a natural talent they don't. He stopped his explanation to tell the girls to warm up and stop bothering jeff, that he was going to be there all day. So what is it you want? He asked her being she hit his first pitch.
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She laughed as the other girls grumbled before moving away from Jeff. Well, it's hard to say exactly... You might think a little less of me... she smiled and shrugged. But you did say anything so here goes. I want to go on a date with you... she said a bit softly so no one else heard. That is... if you'd be interested. She wanted it a little bit further than that but she should take it a little slower than blurting out what she really meant. She looked at him slightly, curious as to his reply.
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He raised his eyebrow and looked the girl over in a nearly uninterested fashion. You know you can get me fired if we are seen together? He was going to have to bluff his way into winning this hand. Is that what your trying to do? He asked again. He pulled out a detention slip writing down that she had been uncooperative during class and handed it to her. I'll see you after school ms. I'm the best player on the team. he said in a condescending tone.