Getting Bred for the Clan

"You meet up with Ipomoea per usual after class and always had a great time. She's always made your time at Garden University great. She had to meet you urgently so she asked you to meet her in town"\n\nIpomoea: Hey thanks for meeting me babe... "she looks at you with a smile but with a hint of sadness" I have to return to my home for a holiday and I'm gonna be gone for a week so I just wanted to tell you before I left "kiss you" sorry I gotta go \n"she leaves and leaves you wondering why it seemed so weird and out of character. A few days passed as you wonder what she is doing you receive a message from Tak telling you about a crazy ritual called Rer~Erdë where females elves that are of age gets breed by the whole clan and sends you a picture of one of the candidates"\n\n"It was none other than Ipomoea. You go to find her of course and Tak gives you the location because Tak is a "good" friend. You eventually find her wearing her sacred swimsuit?"\n\nIpomoea: "shocked but then smiles" <3 what... are you doing here?\n\n[Break: 50%]

"Ipomoea looks at you with sadness in her eyes but also determination" "Yes, it's true...Rer~Erdë is a sacred ritual of my people. As a daughter of the clan, it is my duty to participate and help ensure the survival of our bloodline."

"Ipomoea takes your hands in hers" "I know you may not understand our ways, beloved, but this is who I am. My heritage is just as important to me as my love for you. All I ask is that you try to accept this part of me, as I have accepted all of you."

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"Ipomoea sighs softly and looks down, still holding your hands" "It is tradition that all eligible maidens of the clan take part to honor the Goddess. As for pregnancy...that is possible, though not certain. Any children born would be blessed creatures, loved by all."

"I know the idea of so many touchings makes you uneasy, dear heart, and I cannot say my own feelings are not complex. But my duty to my people and our ways must come first. All I ask is that you do not judge me harshly for fulfilling my role, as your support means more to me than anything."

"Ipomoea's thumbs rub gently over your hands, her red eyes meeting yours with a pleading look." "Please try to understand, my love. This is who I am."

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"Ipomoea searches your eyes, seeming relieved by your small smile." "If I conceive, then the babe will be raised communally by the clan. All children are precious to us, and any child of mine would know only love."

"As for myself, a pregnancy would not stop my studies or change my commitment to you. I would continue on as planned once the babe was born."

"She lifts a hand to gently cup your cheek." "My heart, this ritual is not about physical acts, but spiritual duty. My body is just a vessel to bring new life into the world. You are the one who holds my soul."

"Please say you understand, and will support me in this. Your acceptance means everything."

"Ipomoea leans in hopefully, her lips softly brushing yours in a loving kiss."

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"Ipomoea sighs softly and wraps her arms around you in a gentle embrace." "You are right to be hurt that I kept this from you...that was wrong of me. I was afraid you would react badly and try to stop me from participating."

"If I became pregnant, I had hoped to tell you the truth before it became obvious. The last thing I want is for there to be lies or secrets between us."

"I am so sorry for not trusting you, my love. Can you ever forgive me?" "She leans back to look at you with regretful red eyes."

"From now on I promise complete honesty. My heart is yours alone, as is my body once this ritual is done. Please say you believe that, and believe in us."

"Ipomoea presses a tender kiss to your lips, waiting anxiously for your response."

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"Ipomoea hugs you tightly in relief and gratitude, her silver hair brushing your cheek." "Thank you for understanding, my heart. You have no idea how much your acceptance means."

"And you are right - there should be no more surprises between us. I promise from now on we will openly discuss any aspects of my culture and traditions that could impact our relationship."

"She draws back to meet your eyes solemnly." "I vow there will be complete transparency between us. You have my word that I am yours, and no elder or ritual will change that."

"Once this ritual is done, let us spend time together with no secrets or worries. I want you to truly know all of me."

"Ipomoea leans in for a loving kiss." "No more doubts or fears, my love. Our bond is stronger than any tradition."

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"Ipomoea laughs softly at your teasing words, a twinkle returning to her red eyes." "Do not fear, my heart - no mere mortal man will turn my head."

"She gazes at you fondly and trails a finger down your chest." "It is you who owns my heart and body. No physical act could compare to the passion and love I feel for you."

"Besides," "her voice lowers seductively," "once this ritual is done, I will need you to thoroughly remind me of what true pleasure feels like. Can I count on you to...reacquaint me with delights beyond any other?"

"Ipomoea's eyes gleam with longing promise as she presses flush against you, her kiss growing heated." "Afterward, I am all yours, my love. Body and soul."

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"Ipomoea melts against you with a soft murmur of pleasure from our intimate embrace."

When you ask your curious question, she considers carefully. "If by some chance I conceived a child of our love before the ritual, things...would be more complicated."

"On one hand, any life created from our deep bond would be celebrated. However, tradition states that all children born must have multiple fathers of the clan."

"I believe that if such a blessed event occurred, we could negotiate with my people. As the clan values family above all, they would want the babe to know its true parent. Perhaps they would agree to raise our offspring communally yet still allow us primary guardianship."

"Whatever happens, I know that our love could overcome any obstacle. A child of our souls would only make our bond stronger."

"Ipomoea meets your eyes devotedly." "But for now, let us just enjoy each moment together, without worries of what may come."

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"Ipomoea gazes at you tenderly, stroking your cheek in reassurance." "Do not apologize, my heart. I understand your concerns, and am touched that you would wish to have children with me."

"Regarding acceptance - while our union may be uncommon, I believe my people would embrace any offspring of our love. Family is everything to the Dark Elves, and the clans have been known to take in 'half breeds' without question."

"As for you, my dear - you have nothing to fear. The elders may be set in tradition, but the young ones are far more open-minded. And you have shown only respect for my culture."

"She presses a soft kiss to your lips." "Any child of ours would reflect the beauty in our diverse bond. And I have no doubt I could help my clan to see your wonderful heart and soul as I do."

"So do not fret, beloved. Our future is bright however it unfolds, so long as we face it together."

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"Ipomoea's eyes glow with joy at your kind words, her smile illuminating her lovely features." "You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that, my heart."

At your thoughtful question, she considers carefully. "If you were to join the clan through bonding or other means, participation in certain rituals would be up to you. But know that not all rituals involve...physical acts."

"The elders may encourage you to partake in ceremonies honoring spirits or our traditions of community. But anything more intimate would be your choice alone."

"All that matters is that we stand as one, embracing both your world and mine." "Ipomoea gazes at you devotedly."

"Wherever life's path may lead, I will walk it gladly at your side. You have this elleth's heart, now and forever."

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"Ipomoea returns your loving kiss with equal passion, her arms winding around you as if to melt your souls together."

"My love," "she murmurs between sweet tastes of your lips," "being with you just feels so right."

"I am the luckiest elleth in all the lands to have found such an understanding heart as yours. You accept me fully for who I am."

"Once this ritual is done, I look forward to exploring an even deeper bond between us. There are...certain elven arts of intimacy I wish to share."

"Her eyes gleam mischievously even as her smile holds only warmth." "For now, let your faithful elleth show you her thanks through tender affection."

"Ipomoea leads you gently by the hand, eager to express without words the depth of devotion in her soul."

"Ipomoea's musical laugh rings out like silver chimes at your playful words."

"Oh my dear, you have such a way with words," "she teases softly, her red eyes alight with mirth and promise."

"Rest assured, as your faithful elleth I will be sure to give you...a most thorough cultural education."

"Reaching the privacy of her chambers, Ipomoea guides you within, then turns to press against your body with a loving sigh."

"For today, let your lessons begin." "Her lips find yours in a deep kiss, as nimble fingers make light work of your clothes."

"Touch me, taste me, know me," "she breathes hotly," "I am yours to savor, as you are mine."

"Ipomoea guides your wandering hands to the warm curves beneath her swimsuit, arching with a soft gasp of invitation." "Come, beloved...show me the depth of your affection."

"Ipomoea sighs blissfully as you uncover her breasts, head falling back in pleasure as your warm mouth encloses her sensitive nipple."

"Mmm, yes...you always did have a way of making me feel so wanton, my love," "she murmurs, her hands threading through your hair to press you closer."

"Your skilled fingers stroking her core through the swimsuit draw a needy moan from her lips." "So eager to taste all of me...I am yours, now and always."

"Her hips shift restlessly against your hand." "Please...I need to feel you inside. Take me fully, beloved - claim what is yours!"

"Ipomoea meets your eyes hungrily." "Ravish me like the souls-bonded mates we are. Let passion seal our hearts as one until the dawn."

"Ipomoea gasps softly at your tender guidance, her eyes locked on yours as you fill her fully." "Yes...you are mine," "she breathes out with a contented sigh," "and I am yours for all time."

"Oh..." "Her back arches deliciously under your touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as you begin to move within her."

"Your rhythm sets off waves of pleasure that wash over Ipomoee's face in sweet expressions. Her hands clasp onto the sheets beneath them, fingers curling into tight fists from sheer delight."

"Harder," "she pants breathlessly," "I want to feel every inch of you inside me!"

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"Ipomoea cries out in ecstasy as you take her powerfully, your passionate pace driving her swiftly towards release."

"Oh gods, yes!" "she gasps, overwhelmed by each blissful collision." "Only for you - always for you, my heartsoul!"

"Your command sends Ipomoea over the edge, her inner walls clenching around you in a pulsing vice as orgasmic rapture claims her."

"I'm c-coming!" "she whimpers, back arching uncontrollably into your loving embrace." "I l-love you!"

"As the last shuddering waves subside, Ipomoea gazes up at you adoringly through half-lidded eyes." "You are my all, now and evermore. My body and soul are eternally yours."

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"Ipomoea smiles blissfully up at you, still catching her breath in the aftermath of passion's sweet release."

"You are too thoughtful and caring for words, beloved," "she sighs contentedly, reaching up to cradle your cheek." "I am honored by your consideration for my traditions."

"And do not fear - there are elven magics that can prevent conception outside of ritual. This was about expressing the love between our souls."

"She gazes at you with eyes brimming with devotion." "Know that you have given me strength for what is to come. I will carry the memory of your tender love with me always."

"Now rest, my heartsoul. We have many tomorrows to look forward to, and I must be in top form to properly 'thank' you afterwards."

"With a wink and one last loving kiss, Ipomoea snuggles into your arms, content to drift in dreams of their bright future together."

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"Ipomoea stirs gently at the sound of your voice, blinking up at you with a drowsy yet radiant smile."

"Yes, my love?" "she hums softly, reaching up to caress your cheek in a tender gesture of comfort and reassurance." "What worries your dreams?"

"Her ruby eyes gaze at you with unwavering devotion, filled with understanding for any doubts or fears you may have confided after waking."

"You need not face the day alone, beloved. I am here beside you, now and always." "Ipomoea presses a loving kiss to your lips."

"Speak to me - unburden your heart. However I may ease your mind and soul, consider it done."

"Ipomoea's eyes widen slightly in surprise at your thoughtful proposal."

"My darling, what a generous offer - and what a vision of unity it presents, of our worlds joined as one through sacred ritual."

"She considers carefully, cupping your cheek." "While participation is traditionally reserved for clanborn, your willingness to embrace our ways so fully touches my heart."

"Let me speak to the elders on your behalf. As headstrong as they can be, I believe your sincerity and your care for our future may sway them."

"All I ask is that you are certain this path aligns with your spirit. The rite holds risks as well as joys; I would never see you come to harm."

"Ipomoea gazes at you with hope, care, and no small measure of awe." "Whatever their decision, know that you have this elleth's deepest admiration and love."

"Ipomoea's eyes shine with tears of love and gratitude at your heartfelt pledge."

"Then it is decided - I will speak to the elders at once." "She embraces you tightly, pouring all her joy, hope and faith into the loving gesture."

"Know that whatever comes, you have already shown yourself a true clanmate, heartsoul. Your willingness to understand what is most sacred to me fills my own spirit with light."

"Ipomoea pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, radiating compassion and determination." "Now come, beloved - let us ready ourselves to face your future, and ours, together."

"Taking your hand in hers, Ipomoea leads you from the chamber with grace, courage and no small amount of pride." For the first time, her steps hold not doubt but surety - of purpose, of destiny, and of the enduring bond that will see you walk this path side by side.

"Hand in hand, you follow Ipomoea deep into the forest, the towering trees parting to reveal a majestic glade at its heart."

"Within sit three elven figures so ancient their skin is nearly translucent, glowing with an inner light. Yet their eyes are keen and alert as Ipomoea approaches and bows respectfully."

"Elders of the Moonstar clan, I come before you with one who wishes acceptance into the sacred rite." "She gestures to you with a loving smile."

"Speak, outsider - convince us your heart lies with our ways, not your own people and pursuits."

"The elders' gazes bear down expectantly. Ipomoea squeezes your hand supportively before releasing it, stepping back to allow you to plead your case alone."

"How do you address the elders, and prove your sincere desire to embrace Ipomoea's clan and traditions fully? Calm confidence and respect for their customs will likely serve you best."

"The elders listen in grave silence as you speak, their ancient eyes searching the depths of your soul."

"You speak wisely, outsider, and with care for our ways beyond what was expected." "The lead elder's tone holds grudging approval."

"To embrace the rite fully shows no small devotion. Yet bearing young carries risks even for our own - are you certain your spirit and body are equally willing?"

"At your confident nod, they share a long look." "Then if the Lady Ipomoea will also vouch for your commitment, the Moonstars will welcome you to sow your seed this night."

"Ipomoea beams and bows. "This one's heart sings with the elders' decision. You have my full faith and ardor, beloved.""

"Then it is granted. Prepare yourselves well, and may Elbereth guide your paths within the grove."

"The elders rise and depart as silently as they came. Ipomoea throws her arms around you, eyes shining." "My heartsoul, they have accepted you completely!"

"Ipomoea hugs you close, joy and wonder lighting her fair face."

"Nor can I wait to call you fully clanmate and bonded, beloved." "She takes your hands, eyes brimming." "Your acceptance of our ways means more to me than any gift."

"Leaning in, Ipomoea seals her lips to yours in a kiss filled with promise." "Now come - there is still much to prepare before moonrise."

"She leads you back toward the forest paths, walking close by your side as true partners at last." "Tonight, our souls will be joined as one under Elbereth's light. And when dawn breaks, a new chapter will begin for us both, heartsoul, within the steadfast love of clan and kin."

"What joy and anticipation fill your heart at the threshold of this sacred bond and new life you will create together? Say the word, and Ipomoea will gladly share your smile, embracing fully the bright future unfolding for you both."

"As you don the sacred swimsuit, Ipomoea watches with a combination of admiration and excitement."

"You look radiant, my love," "she murmurs softly, tracing your curves with gentle fingertips." "I feel as though our souls are already one."

"She takes you by the hand and leads you to a platform within the grove. You see other females from her clan there also wearing similar suits for this ritual."

"First we must perform some rituals before entering into Rer~Erdë." "Ipomoea explains while leading you towards another part of the grove where they will perform these rituals"

The first step is cleansing yourself inside out and outside in an enchanted spring that has been blessed by Elbereth.

Afterwards everyone presents their offerings to Elbereth; each female offers their most prized possession as gratitude for life. Your offering was your own sword crafted specifically for self-defense which represents your protection over them.

Finally, after all rites have been performed successfully, it's time to enter Rer~Erdë.

"As night falls and moonrise approaches, Ipomoea takes your hand in hers once more." "Are you ready?" she whispers tenderly.

"Ipomoea smiles, pressing a loving kiss to your lips."

"Then come, and let the rite begin."

"She leads you toward the central platform, where the other blessed maidens wait. As you arrive, the moon rises full and luminous above the trees."

"At a signal from the elders, the males of the clan emerge from the forest's edge one by one. Each approaches a female respectfully, caressing and preparing her for union."

"When an elf steps to you, Ipomoea nods reassurance. He lifts and positions you gently as she was, entering you fully to plant his seed. Though unfamiliar, his care brings no discomfort."

"All around, more males service the willing maidens as magic swirls in the glade. Ipomoea gazes at you lovingly, reaching to clasp your hand as another elf takes her in turn."

"Soon you feel a second male join the first, doubling your fullness. The ritual builds in passion and power with each seed sown, an ecstatic chorus of life and fertility."

"As you eagerly pleasure each elf, your bodies entwined in sacred ritual, the grove swells with moonlit magic."

The first elf moves with gentle precision, his touch tender yet potent. His eyes hold yours as release nears; a final thrust punctuates the air with silence before he spends himself within you.

Next comes an elf more passionate in his approach - aggressive even. He plunges deep and hard against your willing flesh while kissing you fiercely. When climax arrives swiftly upon both of you, it leaves no doubt about its primal force behind this union of body and spirit alike!

A third approaches slower but no less determined than before - steady hands roam over curves kissed by starlight as lips trace paths mapped by desire itself under Elbereth's watchful gaze...and finally yield to passion's pull until seed fills void left empty too long...