ALL MY WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL ELVES



There were a bunch of things Kan found quite interesting about Nora. For one, her dress sense was quite peculiar for a world he thought at first was quite distant from his. However, he soon found that they shared a lot of similarities.

However, none of that seemed to matter at the moment. The atmosphere had immediately changed the minute the speaker was turned on and Nora channelled her inner dance freak. She gesticulated wildly and at some point, Kan felt it was all rather too much. Well, that was until she went further to pull down the strings holding her gown up from her shoulder and because the material itself hugged her body tightly, enunciating the contours, it only looked sexier when she slowly pulled it down.

Now right in front of Kan, things had taken a rather unexpected turn. One that he himself found pleasantly delightful. As Nora continued to dance, her round perky breasts swaying around like well to kan's delight.

"Those have to be at least D cups!!" Kan thought, measuring her tits with his eyes. He had to be right, after all, he studied braology for most of his adult life. He knew for a fact that she was either his age or older but not by month. However, her breasts in no way reflected her age. Nor her pussy which had scattered hair strands around it.

"Not shaved in a while huh?" Kan thought as his eyes wandered towards her precious area. But despite the fact that he was present in the room, Nora didn't seem to care as she flunted her breast, ass and hairy pussy. All this was what Kan found interesting.

"Now you wondered why there were so many mirrors, right? Well now you know!!" Nora said as she drew out a fresh canvas and paper. Paint and brush ready in hand, all this she had gotten during her wild dance section.

She then pulled a chair over to her side and sat. When she did, she looked around her self to see different reflections of her own naked body. The mirrors showed her body from different angles. She bit her lips looking at herself and giggled slightly as she turned to look at Kan who was still standing at the same spot since she came back.

"What?!" She asked sensing Kan was acting abnormal. Kan shook his head and said..."nothing, just intrigued. How do you start?" Kan asked, feigning interest in what she does.

The art cave quickly became transformed as it pulsed with a frenetic energy, an electrifying symphony of raw creativity and rebellious spirit. The room was a kaleidoscope of colors, a riot of vibrant strokes that adorned the walls. Mirrors stood sentinel, capturing every angle, every nuance of Nora's lithe form in their silvery embrace.

Seated on a sturdy chair, Nora was the epicenter of this artistic tempest. Her bare skin seemed to radiate with a primal energy, a canvas unto itself. The room's numerous mirrors reflected her figure in a dazzling dance of light and shadow, each angle revealing a new facet of her artistry.

"She used the mirrors to paint images of herself, quite literally!!" Kan marveled as he observed her movements. She would look at the mirrors, each one reflecting a different angle from the other. This task on its own was one that Kan felt was a tough one to do.

For one, it took high skills and ones handling of perspectives and perception to be able to do this without fail. But seeing how Nora effortlessly glided through the canvas made Kan rethink his initial thoughts about her. She was indeed creative, a genius he dared claim.

[She's an artwork on her own] Hela said and kan couldn't agree more seeing the cherry fat ass pressed down on the chair in front of him.

The hard rock music thundered through the air, a sonic wave that reverberated off the walls. It was a thunderstorm of sound, each beat a thunderclap, each riff a lightning strike of musical rebellion. The room seemed to vibrate in resonance, the very air pulsating with the intensity of the song.

Nora's head bobbed in rhythm to the music, her dark hair swaying like a wild, untamed mane. Her eyes, bright and fierce, were fixed on the canvas before her. With every stroke of the brush, she wove a tapestry of emotions, a symphony of color and form.

As she painted, Nora's movements were a revelation of grace and precision. Her hands moved with a fluidity that spoke of years of practice and passion. Each brushstroke was deliberate, purposeful, a manifestation of her inner world taking shape on the canvas.

From time to time, Nora's gaze flickered towards Kan, her eyes alight with a mischievous spark. She threw him playful smiles, a silent invitation to share in the magic of this moment. It was a connection forged through art and music, a bridge that transcended words.

"You mind moving away, I'd love to get that angle but you are blocking the part with your body!!!!" Nora yelled as if she didn't, the music would swallow her voice whole.

*Ping*

[What? You don't like other people in your paintings? - + 20 points to Luck]

[Okay, I'd move right away!! +1 point to charm]

"Okay, that just happened. Quick question though, why doesn't this format pop up often?" Kan asked Hela.

[The response format only comes on in certain cases due to carefully measure parameters,] Hela replied.

"Okay, what parameters?" Kan asked, wanting to be clear on the irregular nature of this certain system format.

[Your chance of fucking it up on your own being high] Hela replied blankly.

"Hmmm," Kan could only respond in his head before steering back to the moment. The entire conversation he had had with Hela was possibly not up to a second so Nora barely noticed he had faded off.

"What? You don't like other people in your paintings?" Kan responded to Nora's question.

[+20 points to luck!!]

He had chosen the first one for obvious reasons. The point rewards far outweighed the second one. More so, his luck stat had been stagnant for quite some time now and he was about to bring that to Hela's attention sonner than later before this opportunity presented itself.

"Huh? What are you saying?!" Nora asked, unable to hear what Kan has said due to the loudness of the music. Kan himself wondered if other neighbors wouldn't be disturbed by the noise but figured they must have probably gotten used to it for Nora to not even worry about it in the first place.

"I said, you don't like people in your paintings?!!" Kan yelled out once more.

This time, Nora stood up and went over to the speaker to turn down the music. Then she walked over to where Kan stood and said..."What are you getting at?" Nora asked, her eyes spackling and sweat beads dripping from forehead. A single sweat bead also stood on her nipples, about to fall to the ground. Seeing this alone as kan's eyes wandered all over her body made his dick hard.

[Just thinking, you ever thought of painting someone else? + 10 points to charm]

[Never mind, you are doing a great job there!! + 10 points to luck?]

Seeing the new pop up, Kan knew both options were quite juicy but he chose the one he felt would benefit him in the long run.

"Just saying, you ever thought of painting someone else?" Kan said to Ellie with a charming smile.

"Is that supposed to be a challenge?" Nora said, her one sided smile and dimples evident on her face.

"Maybe ...then again...maybe not?" Kan shrugged.

"Fine, I'd paint SOMEONE if SOMEONE takes of their clothes!" Nora challenged while nodding her head and smiling. She folded her arms, pressing them against her juicy big boobs staring up at Kan.

"Did she just say I should take off my clothes?" Kan thought completely stunned by her reply.

[No, she asked you out to a concert. Yes, of course she said you should take off your clothes!!! And they are still on!! Why aren't they off yet?!!!] Hela impatiently yelled in Kan's head.