They left me alone in the room for what felt like hours. No food. No water. Just a big bed, a wooden table, a chair, and a window with bars that looked out over the city. Spires, walls, smoke from chimneys. Looked medieval but cleaner. No cars, no phones, no Wi-Fi. Great.
I paced. Naked at first, then I found spare clothes in a chest – loose pants, a tunic, soft boots. Everything fit okay but felt scratchy. I sat on the bed. Stared at the wall. Tried to process.
I'm in Femland. All women. No men. They fuck elves to make babies. I'm the first real dick they've seen. They think I'm weak. Useless. And the system in my head says the only way to be useful is to fuck them and give buffs.
I laughed. Quiet. Then harder. Then stopped because it hurt my chest.
My dick was still half-hard from all the staring earlier. I looked down. It looked bigger than yesterday. Thicker. Veins more pronounced. Balls heavier. System wasn't lying about the upgrade.
I touched it. Just to check. Skin warm. Sensitive. A drop of pre-cum already at the tip. Fuck. I stopped fast. Didn't want to jerk off in a locked room like some prisoner. Not yet.
Door clicked. Opened slow.
A maid walked in. The shy one from earlier – Elara. Twenty-two maybe. Big eyes, brown hair in a braid, simple dress that hugged her tits and hips. She carried a tray: bread, cheese, fruit, a jug of water.
She kept her eyes down. Cheeks red.
"Food for the... hero."
She set the tray on the table. Didn't look at me.
I stood up. Tunics open at the chest – hair showing. Pants loose but my bulge obvious.
"Thanks."
She nodded. Turned to leave.
"Wait."
She froze. Back to me.
I swallowed. Voice low.
"What's your name?"
"Elara."
"Elara. Look, I know this is weird for you. For everyone. I'm not here to hurt anyone. I just... I don't know what I'm doing."
She turned halfway. Eyes flicked to my face, then down to my crotch, then back up fast.
"The queen says you are no threat. Yet."
"Yet?"
"You are different. We have never seen a man. The elves... they change. But you are real."
She bit her lip. Cute as hell.
I took a step closer. Not too close.
"Does it scare you?"
"A little."
"Does it... interest you?"
Her face went redder. She looked away.
"I should go."
But she didn't move.
I felt it. The tension. My dick twitched again. Growing. Pants tenting.
She noticed. Eyes wide.
"Is that... normal?"
"For me? Yeah. Happens when I'm nervous. Or turned on."
"Turned on?"
"Horny. Aroused. Whatever you call it here."
She stared at the bulge. Didn't blink.
"The elders say men are dangerous. But you look... harmless."
Harmless. Ouch.
I shrugged.
"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not."
She took a small step forward. Curious now.
"Can I... see it? Closer?"
My heart slammed.
"You sure?"
She nodded slow.
I untied the pants string. Let them drop.
My cock sprang out. Hard now. Thick. Veiny. Head shiny with pre-cum. Balls hanging heavy.
Elara gasped. Hand over mouth.
"It's... huge."
"Yeah. Apparently that's my thing here."
She stepped closer. Eyes locked on it.
"Does it hurt? Being that big?"
"Sometimes. When it's hard like this. Needs attention."
"Attention?"
"Fuck. Touch. Stroke. Something."
She reached out. Hesitant. Fingers brushed the shaft.
I groaned. Low.
She pulled back fast.
"Sorry!"
"No. It's okay. Feels good."
She looked up at me. Eyes big.
"The system... in your head. It spoke to you?"
"You heard that?"
"No. But I saw your face change. Like something happened."
I nodded.
"It did. It says... if I fuck someone, she gets stronger. Buffs. Random stats."
Elara blinked.
"Fuck?"
"Sex. Penetration. My cock inside you."
Her breath hitched.
"And she gets stronger? For the war?"
"Yeah."
She stared at my cock again. Licked her lips once. Unconscious.
"I... I am just a maid. Not a warrior."
"But you're curious."
"Yes."
I took her hand. Guided it back to my shaft.
She wrapped fingers around it. Barely fit.
"So thick."
"Squeeze."
She did. Gentle. Then harder.
I hissed.
"Fuck. Good."
She stroked slow. Up and down. Pre-cum leaking over her knuckles.
"Does this... buff me?"
"Not yet. Needs full sex. Inside."
She looked up. Scared. Excited.
"I have never... with a real man."
"Elves don't count?"
"They change. It's different. This feels... hot. Alive."
I groaned again. Her hand felt amazing.
"Elara. If you want to stop, stop now."
She didn't stop.
Instead she knelt. Face level with my cock.
"Show me."
She leaned in. Tongue flicked the tip. Tasted the pre-cum.
I bucked.
"Shit."
She opened her mouth. Took the head in. Warm. Wet. Tongue swirling.
I grabbed her braid. Gentle.
She sucked slow. Inexperienced but eager. Bobbed a little. Gagged once. Pulled back. Strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock.
"Like that?"
"Fuck yes."
She went again. Deeper this time. Cheeks hollowed. Hand stroking the base.
I felt the build fast. Too fast.
"Elara... I'm close."
She pulled off. Looked up.
"Close?"
"Gonna cum."
She stroked faster.
"Do it."
I groaned. Thrust into her hand.
Cum shot out. Thick ropes. Hit her cheek. Lips. Chin. Dress.
She gasped. Licked some off her lips.
"Salty."
I panted. Legs shaky.
System pinged in my head.
[No penetration. No buff applied.]
[Oral contact noted. Minor stamina gain for host.]
[Quest progress: 10%. Full penetration required for buffs.]
Elara wiped her face with her sleeve. Stood up.
"I... I should clean this."
She looked at me. Smiled shy.
"That was... interesting."
"Yeah."
She fixed her dress. Walked to the door.
"Tomorrow. Maybe more."
Door closed. Locked.
I sat on the bed. Cock softening. Cum drying on the floor.
One day in Femland.
Already got my first blowjob from a maid.
System wants more.
And so do I.