Lily glances away uncomfortably, her hands trembling at her sides. "I-I was tricked," she stammers. "Lucious promised me power and control... I thought it would be different." Her voice cracks, and tears well up in her eyes.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, looking pleadingly at Cursed Princess Ethelyn. "You have to believe me. I never meant for any of this to happen."

As you draw your sword and step forward, the tension in the room reaches a breaking point. With a furious roar, Cursed Princess Ethelyn launches herself at her brother, her slender form moving with an unexpected grace despite her weakened state. Lucious's eyes widen in surprise as he scrambles to defend himself from his sister's fury.

Lily watches the scene unfold before her, a look of horror and determination etched into her features.

Ethelyn's eyes widen in surprise at your mention of Lilith. "Wait... you know of her too?" she asks, leaning forward eagerly. "That's impossible! Or rather, incredibly fortunate, considering."

She pauses, studying your face intently. "Tell me, traveler, do you think there might be a connection between the Lilith who cursed me and the one you speak of? Could she be behind both our troubles?"

Ethelyn's grip tightens on her knees, a visible sign of her anxiety. "

"I see," she says, nodding slowly. "Well, it is certainly something to consider. Perhaps our fates are more intertwined than I thought..." Her gaze drifts off into the distance as she mulls over this new information. After a moment, she turns back to you with renewed determination in her eyes.

"In any case, my brother has taken up residence in an ancient castle deep within the heart of these woods. It will not be easy to reach or defeat him, but if anyone can help me, it's you."

The elf's orgasmic cries echo through the forest, growing fainter as she succumbs fully to the crest's influence. She lies limp and spent, her once-beautiful body now sullied by the lewd attentions of the slimes.

As you look on, a subtle change begins to take place within her. Her skin smooths out, her muscles relax, and her hair grows longer and darker, until it cascades down her back like a waterfall of night. The glowing pink crest fades away, replaced by a soft, golden glow that spreads throughout her being.

her body trembles as she feels the force of your thrusts deep within her. Her skin is flushed with arousal, and she can feel the semen beginning to boil inside her God, you're so strong...so rough...I've never felt anything like it! Please...don't stop! her hips begin to move in rhythm with your thrusts, urging you deeper into her

Her cries of pleasure mingle with the sounds of rustling leaves and birdsong as she is taken roughly from behind. Her body quakes in ecstasy, her senses overwhelmed by the feel of you inside her. The lewd crest above her womb pulsates wildly, demanding more

Oh gods...I'm close...I'm going to cum! Ahhhh!