The Chronicles of Enthasia By Stewy After quite some time, Wesley turned his horse off the dirt trodden path and into the dark forest. The chirping of late night bugs seemed to get louder as they trotted slowly between the trees along what was an almost entirely unnoticeable path. "Where are we going Wesley?" asked Elie's lovely voice. "To a hidden place. Somewhere safe." he replied, his head turning as he scanned the dark forest. Elie wanted to ask if he was sure he knew where he was going, feeling a bit weary about trotting slowly through such a dark place, but she trusted him. After what seemed like hours, they came to a small, thin grassy path that led up a very tall hill. Elie became anxious to know where they were going as they ascended up the grassy path. "I hear water." said Elie with her english accent. When they reached the top of the hill, Elie's mouth dropped with awe. The trees cleared out into a beautiful symmetrical circle that surrounded a fresh mountain spring. The water ran out from the ground and into an extremely large pool. The moonlight reflected off the shimmering water as the air seemed to grow fresher the moment they arrived. "This is a sacred place. The water is safe to drink." said Wesley, climbing off his horse, untying his brown leather bag from the horse, and tossing it on the ground where he took something out of it and pocketed it. Wesley offered Elie his hand and she took it as she climbed off the horse and allowed her fingers to entwine with his. They held hands as they walked towards the fresh shimmering water, their feet trodding on soft light green mossy grass as Snowsift seemed to trott off lightly into the woods, enjoying her new found freedom. They walked slowly till they were a few feet away from the water. Then, the Prince turned Elie so she was facing him, holding both of each other's hands, the Prince craned his neck to see past Elie's burgeoning breasts and look into her gorgeous cute dimpled face. Wesley took a step back, letting go of Elie's hands before dropping himself down onto one knee. "Eleanor Merilyn Sindaria..." he began, pulling out a small box and opening it, exposing a beautiful daimond ring, laced with several different colored stones around it, "Will you marry me?" Silence fell. The sound of gentle rushing water and crickets chirping soothed their ears. "Yes." Eleanor whispered, a longing smile on her face. Wesley pulled the ring from the box and lifted it towards Elie as she extended her hand. The ring slid perfectly around her finger. Elie was as quiet as a mouse. When Wesley stood back up, two huge hands grabbed his butt and lifted him into the air. The middle of his abdomen squashed against her chest and her soft flat stomach pressed into his groin. Elie's tongue slid across Wesley's lips before sliding between them, sending tingling sensations through his body. This kiss was more of a one way kiss as Elie's tongue sloshed around in Wesley's mouth, assaulting him with passion. In what was a very short time, Wesley felt himself stirring against his fiance's belly. Elie kissed and teased Wesley's lips on and on. She would kiss him with an open mouth, nibbling his lips with her own, slide her tongue in his mouth, and then withdraw momentarily. Then she would slide her tongue up his cheek, across his face. Sometimes Wesley had to close his eye as Elie's tongue coated his eyelids with saliva. Her head would slide downward and lick his neck, trailing up to his ears. She would blow into his ears and nibble on them before returning to his lips, licking and lapping at them before withdrawing teasingly. Wesley's penis slid up and up and up Elie's soft stomach slowly with each kiss. Soon he was throbbing against her, Elie was well aware and pushed Wesley's butt into her, flattening his erection against her, causing him to groan. Wesley's pants were tugged off by Elie's strong hands as she held him up. His now naked prick pressed into the naked flesh of his fiance's soft belly. The touch was electric and he found himself twitching against her. Wesley looked up into Elie's eyes pleadingly. Seeing his reaction, she grinned down at him with a knowing smile. Elie's hug became even tighter, mashing Wesley's throbbing pole into her abdomen. Wesley was suprised as he felt Elie's arms lifting him up against her, sliding his manhood up her naked abdomen. Wesley's eyes fluttered as he sighed in pleasure. His body continued to slide up as his fiance lifted him upward. Staring into his eyes, Elie keenly watched Wesley's face, scanning it for reactions. She hoisted him with a thrust upward, the tip of his penis just bairly sliding into the underside of her enormous naked breasts. As she thrust him upward into her, she squeezed him firmly against her and inhaled with pleasure loudly, as if telling him when it should feel good. She inhaled with pleasure again as she thrust him upward, further in between those heaving breasts of hers that rose and fell with her inhalations. Wesley was being humped against Elie's upper abdomen again and again with a gentle rythem. Elie was breathing loud deep inhales with her rythem, which turned Wesley on immensely. She knew exactly what she was doing to him as she thrust him into her again and again, flexing her body tightly when she pressed him into her. His throbbing penis was now twitching constantly as she began sliding him further and further up between her wobbling breasts. Finally, Elie allowed her oversized breasts to trap Wesley's penis, holding it between them as she squeezed him and thrust his butt into her time and time again, breathing short deep breaths into his ear to tease his orgasm along. Wesley couldn't hold on any longer. Elie seemed to know exactly when he was going to orgasm and squeezed him against her with an extra firm bear hug, mashing his body into hers with her arms wrapped around him. "OOOooooooohhhhhh!" he cried, feeling himself erupt between Elie's massive tits. Elie moaned softly into his ear, cooing to him and encouraging his orgasm as he let go of his body and SQUEEZED it against her once again. "OOohh Guuhhh!" he cried when Elie thrust him against her again. Elie began to speed up, letting him relax and mashing him into her body, relax, squeeze, relax, squeeze, relax, squeeze. Wesley could feel his semen on his legs as it dribbled down between Elie's breasts and smeared against her abdomen with Wesley's legs rubbing against it. "Hhhuuuuuuuuggghhh." Wesley grunted loudly, causing Elie to giggle. Wesley's penis was still twitching and spewing as Elie softened her grip and let him slide down her semen covered body. His naked cock spasmed as it slid slowly down her upper abdomen, then her belly, then her lower abdomen, and then her thick luscious thigh. Wesley's feet touched the soft grass and it felt like a challange to balance on his feet, feeling slightly weak and dizzy from his pounding orgasm that was now waning away. Elie stood with her feet apart and her hands on her hips, proud of what she could do to her man. She acted like the goo that coated her body was a trophy to be proud of as she looked lustfully down at him. She seemed to take great interest in how he wobbled along the ground, enjoying the effect her body had on him. "You know, I kind of like having you this small." said Elie matter of factly. "Is that so?" asked Wesley, who was drawing a large silk cloth that looked like one of his old bedsheets from his bag. He unfolded it and draped it on the soft mossy grass, close to the water. Then he pulled a dress out of his bag. "Here, this is for you." he told Elie, holding up a very expensive looking turqoise dress. "Oh my god! You're so thoughtfull!" cried Elie, running up and snatching it eagerly. Wesley smiled as Elie eagerly tried it on. It was a very short, tight dress that didn't even make it half way down her thighs, hugging her generous curves like a second skin. Elie twisted her body from side to side, looking down at her body encased in the turqoise dress, glancing down her back at her behind. "This makes my butt look huge!" said Elie, looking at the swells of her bubbling ass cheeks. "That's cus it IS huge." Wesley informed her calmly, causing Elie to playfully slap his chest. "I mean, at least to a shrimp like me it is." he jokingly recovered. Elie giggled. "Do you want to touch it?" she asked as she slowly lowered herself down onto the silk sheet, lying on her stomach so that her butt was presented sexily. Wesley quickly layed down next to his bride to be and accepted her offer, sliding her hands down her back before they curved upwards over the swells of her giant buttcheeks. He reveled in the feeling of them through the slick turqoise dress as he gave her a healthy squeeze. "MMMmmmm. That's nice." said Elie, enjoying Wesley's touch. With her encouragement, Wesley straddled her thick creamy thighs and slid his palms up and down over Elie's perfect ass cheeks, smearing his hands into her flesh. He knew he was a lucky man indeed as Elie just layed down and relaxed, moaning in pleasure as she let him play with her ass. He slid his hands underneath her dress and watched the outlines of his hands through the material of her dress as he cupped her buttcheeks and squeezed them again and again. Elie turned her head and looked back at her man, smiling at him as he let him fondle her.