Traveling through the forest on an errand, you hear a commotion a little distance away.

Upon your arrival you see a beautiful looking blonde elf in a ridiculously revealing bikini armor fighting off a group of lewd slimes that appear to have the upper hand.

"Unhand me you disgusting creatures!" She protests as she tries to shake them away, visibly breathing heavily and a strange tattoo over where her womb would be glowing pink.

"Damn this crest at a time like this!" Curses the elf as she is pinned to the ground by the slimes. She notices you observing the situation and a spark of hope appears in her eyes.

"Traveler! Please help me and I'll be in your debt! Please, quickly!" She offers as she tries to kick the slimes away with her free feet to no avail.

You help the blonde elf and quickly defeat the slimes. As soon as they're gone she rolls away from you, pushing herself to her feet with an exhausted groan. The pink crest over her abdomen glows brighter in response to your actions, but it seems to calm down somewhat.

She turns to face you, eyes wide with gratitude, a blush on her cheeks. "Thank you so much for coming to my aid," she whispers hoarsely. "My name is Cursed Princess Ethelyn."

Cursed Princess Ethelyn looks somewhat taken aback by your question, as if she's not used to people being so direct. After a moment of hesitation, she takes a deep breath and begins to tell her story. "Well... It all started when my brother Lucious overthrew our father and imprisoned them both," she says bitterly. "I managed to escape with the help of loyal servants, but not before he cursed me with this armor and its demanding needs..." She gestures helplessly towards her glowing crest.

"I've been fighting against it for days now... My only goal is to take back our kingdom from him." Her eyes meet yours intently, the determination in them unmistakable. "I don't have many allies or resources left, but I won't give up without a fight."

"I... Thank you, traveler," she says softly, meeting your gaze with a mixture of hope and apprehension. "To be honest, I don't trust anyone anymore after what my brother has done. But if I am to have any chance of taking back Greengarden, I suppose I must put my faith in someone... Even if it means asking for help." She hesitates, biting her lower lip before continuing. "I will accompany you and aid you however I can, but I cannot promise that I won't try to take matters into my own hands when the time comes..." Her eyes drift downward again as she thinks about the consequences of her actions.

Eyes widening at your outstretched hand, she hesitates before finally grasping it with her own. Her skin is soft and smooth against yours, sending a shiver down your spine despite the warmth of the day. "Very well," she says quietly, squeezing your hand in what might be gratitude or reassurance. "Let us see where this journey takes us."

Together, you step forward into the unknown, Cursed Princess Ethelyn at your side. The pink crest on her abdomen glows brighter as you walk, a constant reminder of the bond that now connects you. But for now, it seems to be enough that she has someone to trust in this treacherous world.

Cursed Princess Ethelyn shudders slightly at your question, recalling the humiliation she felt when the witch first fitted her with the cursed armor and explained its effects. "It... it makes me dependent on semen for my survival," she says quietly, looking away uncomfortably. "The crest grows weaker if I don't absorb enough every twenty-four hours."

Her cheeks flush as she continues, the memories of being unable to refuse her own body's demands filling her with shame. "And once it gets especially weak... it starts to grow more insistent. Even the slightest hint of arousal can make me want..." Her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished as she struggles to find words for what has become an embarrassing topic.

She glances up at you, surprise registering briefly in her sapphire eyes before they soften with gratitude. "Thank you... I appreciate that," she murmurs. Even though she knows logically that you are only doing this because it benefits her now, the simple kindness still warms her heart.

With a sigh, she continues to walk alongside you, casting another nervous glance at the glowing crest on her abdomen. "I suppose... I should apologize for my behavior before we met," she offers hesitantly. "When the crest takes control like that, it's not really me who is in charge."

"I just hope that when this is all over... you won't regret helping someone like me."

A faint blush spreads across her cheeks at your words, and she looks down shyly. "Thank you for understanding," she whispers. "I only hope that one day I can repay the favor." She pauses, thinking about how she might accomplish this goal. Perhaps, if they manage to restore her kingdom...

She realizes she's daydreaming and looks up at you with a start. "I apologize," she says hurriedly. "My mind often wanders when I'm not focused on the task at hand." She gives you a small, reassuring smile, hoping that it will ease any awkwardness between them.

The bark of a nearby bird snaps her attention back to the present, and she glances around warily. "We should probably keep moving," she says quietly. "There's no telling what dangers lurk ahead."

Ethelyn glances around, noticing a small clearing ahead. "That looks like as good a place as any for a rest," she says softly. "My strength has been waning since our last encounter with those lewd slimes." She begins to make her way toward the clearing, offering you a reassuring smile.

Once they reach the clearing, she takes a seat on a fallen log, drawing her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. The pink crest continues to glow faintly, its influence growing weaker as time passes. "Thank you again for your help earlier," she murmurs gratefully. "You truly are a brave and honorable traveler."

She pauses, thinking about something before continuing tentatively, "I've been meaning to ask... What kind of adventures have you been having since joining the Adventurer's Guild? You must have seen and done many interesting things..." Her curiosity is evident in her voice, and she can't help but hope that you'll share your stories with her.

Ethelyn listens intently to your stories, a spark of interest lighting up her eyes as you describe your various adventures and encounters. Despite your simple words, she can tell that there's more to you than meets the eye. Perhaps it's your bravery or maybe just the fact that you seem genuinely honorable, but something about you captivates her attention completely.

She glances over at you as you finish speaking, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "You know... I always knew there were good people in the world," she says quietly, looking back into the fire. "I just hadn't met one like you before." Her cheeks flush slightly at her admission, but it feels right to say such things aloud with someone she trusts.

"I'm sure there are many more good people out there," she replies with a gentle smile, looking up at you once again. "We just have to keep fighting until we find them and stand together against those who wish us harm." Her words carry a depth of wisdom that belies her youthful appearance, and they resonate within your heart as well.

"You know," she continues thoughtfully, tilting her head to the side as if deep in contemplation, "perhaps when this is all over... we could continue traveling together? Just the two of us, exploring the world and helping those who need it?" The suggestion slips out before she can really think about it, but the hopeful expression on her face says enough.

Her cheeks flush with delight as you respond, and she beams up at you with genuine warmth in her eyes. "Really?" she asks, hardly able to contain her excitement. "I've never met anyone quite like you, Alan... You have such a kind heart." She hesitates for a moment before continuing more tentatively, "Do you think... maybe there could be something between us? Something more than just friendship?"

Her voice is soft and uncertain, fearful that she might be reading too much into the situation. But the hope in her eyes tells you everything you need to know about how she feels.

Her heart races as she watches you blush, hope flaring within her. You seem to feel the same way about this possibility... perhaps it's not just wishful thinking on her part after all. Carefully, carefully, she moves closer to you, their bodies inches apart but somehow still feeling impossibly far apart.

Her voice trembles slightly as she whispers, "Would you like to find out?" The words seem to hang in the air between them, thick with unspoken desire and anticipation. For a moment, everything is suspended in time as their eyes meet and world seems to shrink down to nothing more than the two of them sharing this perfect moment together under the stars.

Her breath catches in her throat as you respond, her heart racing wildly with anticipation. With a trembling hand, she reaches out to touch your cheek, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers. The pink crest on her abdomen glows brighter than ever before, its energy surging through her body like a wave of desire and need.

Gently, tenderly, their lips meet in a kiss that feels like it was meant to happen from the very beginning. Her mouth parts beneath yours, inviting you in as their tongues dance together, exploring every inch of each other's mouth. She moans into the kiss, her body tensing and relaxing in turn as she allows herself to feel everything that is happening between them.

As if drawn by an invisible force, they shift closer together until their bodies are pressed flush against one another, their hearts racing wildly in sync with every breath they take. The world around them fades away, leaving nothing but this perfect moment of connection and passion burning bright.

Her breath hitches as she feels your hands on her waist, fingers slipping beneath the thin straps of her armor to touch skin. Electricity surges through her body at the contact, fueling the desire that blazes between them. Her own hands roam freely over your back, pressing you closer still, desperate for more.

The kiss deepens, their tongues tangling and dancing in a wild and frantic ballet. Ethelyn feels as if she could stay like this forever, lost in the heat of passion that connects them both so intimately. But even as the need within her grows stronger by the moment, she finds herself enjoying the simple pleasure of being close to you; your warmth, your scent, and most of all, the way you make her feel.

She breaks the kiss for a moment, gasping for air and gazing into your eyes. They're filled with so much love and desire that it takes her breath away. "I... I want you," she whispers hoarsely. "Right here. Right now." Her words are laced with a need that goes beyond simple lust, tugging at something deep within her soul.

Her hips shift restlessly against yours as she tries to find some relief from the burning ache between her legs. The pink crest on her abdomen glows so brightly now it casts its own soft light upon her lower abdomen. "Please," she whispers, wrapping her legs around your hips and pulling you closer still. "Take what you want from me."

Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside of her, filling her in ways she never imagined possible. She gasps and moans at the sensation, arching her back off the log as pleasure washes over her in waves. The pink crest on her abdomen glows brighter still, seemingly feeding off of her arousal and growing even more insistent.

Her fingers claw into your back, urging you on as she meeting your thrusts with a frenzy of her own. Her hips writhe and buck against yours in an effort to draw you deeper inside, the feeling so overwhelmingly good it's almost painful. She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, panting as she clings to your shoulders for support.

"Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "Like that... Give it to me." Her voice is raw and desperate, her body trembling with the force of her need. The world has narrowed down to nothing but this moment, this connection between them, and she doesn't want it ever to end.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as you pick up the pace, driving her over the edge in a shuddering release of pleasure and exhaustion. She cries out, her voice raw and hoarse from the effort, as waves of ecstasy wash over her again and again. The pink crest on her abdomen finally fades away, its work done for now, leaving behind a flush of arousal that promises more pleasures in the future.

As she comes down from her high, she looks up at you with eyes full of gratitude and affection. "Thank you," she whispers, kissing your cheek gently before slipping off the log to sprawl on the soft grass beside it. "That was... amazing." A warm contentment fills her as she lies there, feeling your weight press against her side and the rhythm of your breath against her neck. For now, at least, she knows she has nothing left to fear from her brother's treachery. And with someone like you by her side, she can only hope that their future will be bright and full of adventure.

Ethelyn smiles contentedly, her cheeks flushing at your words of praise. "I'm glad you thought so," she murmurs, feeling a warm glow spread through her chest. She glances up at the stars twinkling overhead, their light casting a gentle glow over the forest around them. In this moment, it's hard to believe that anything bad could ever happen again.

"So... what do you say?" she asks softly, turning her head to look at you from beneath her eyelashes. "Will you stay with me? Continue traveling together after we take back my kingdom?" Her heart skips a beat as she waits for your answer, her fingers tracing idle patterns on the grass beside her.