Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village-Chapter 187: A Nest, A Bird, A Egg And A Cock

The morning sun filtered through the canopy, painting the forest path in dappled gold.

Birds chirped merrily overhead, and the scent of blooming flowers filled the air—a perfect, peaceful morning in the elven village.

Luna walked along the familiar path, but something was different about her today.

She tried to appear composed. Chin high, expression neutral, steps measured. The picture of dignity.

But her body betrayed her.

There was a distinct weakness in her gait, a slight unsteadiness that hadn’t been there yesterday.

And every few steps, she would unconsciously clench her thighs together, as if trying to prevent something from escaping.

Because something was trying to escape.

And this was all because of the intense night Luna had as when Luca had said he would ravage her, he hadn’t been exaggerating.

Load after load after load, he had pumped into her until she lost count.

Until she lost herself entirely.

Until she was nothing but a quivering, tearful mess begging for mercy, with his seed flowing endlessly from her exhausted body.

Only then had he stopped.

And then he had held her. Cuddled her close, wrapped her in warmth and tenderness that made all the exhaustion melt away into pure, blissful contentment.

She had fallen asleep in his arms happier than she had ever been in her life.

But morning had brought a new challenge.

When she had stumbled to the bathroom, she discovered that his seed was still...escaping.

No matter how much she wiped, no matter how much water she used, it kept flowing out of her little hole like an endless supply.

She had panicked at first. Tried to clean herself thoroughly. But the moment she stopped, more would slowly drip out.

Eventually, she realized she had no choice but to accept it. She couldn’t spend all day in the bathroom.

So now she walked through the forest, clenching her thighs together, trying to control the flow, feeling the warmth trickle down her legs despite her best efforts.

And as she walked, her mind wandered.

If it had been her fertile time right now, there was absolutely no way she wouldn’t be pregnant.

The amount he had put inside her...it was almost comical. She would be carrying his baby for sure.

But it wasn’t her fertile time. All that seed, wasted.

She sighed, a pitiful expression crossing her face.

’Such a shame.’

Then a mischievous thought crept into her mind.

’What if...What if I took a small glass bottle, held it down there, and collected it? Then when my time comes, I could just...drip it back inside?’

The image formed in her mind—herself, carefully pouring his seed back into her body, pushing it deep inside with her fingers.

But then her face erupted in flames. Her ears burned red.

"What am i thinking?!" She hissed to herself, shaking her head violently. "That’s—that’s so lewd! So naughty! So—"

She couldn’t even finish the thought without wanting to hide in embarrassment.

And besides, she didn’t even know how Luca felt about children.

When the topic had come up, he had gotten a complicated look on his face—one she couldn’t read at all.

He definitely wasn’t as enthusiastic as her.

That thought made her sad. A little ache in her chest.

But then she reminded herself: she was happy just being with him. Just being by his side. Whatever came next, they would face together.

She lifted her chin and marched forward, determined to find her sister and tease her about something, anything to distract herself.

That’s when she heard it.

Lulu’s voice, high and panicked, cutting through the peaceful morning.

"No! Little birdie, No! You can’t have that! That’s Luca’s! Please give it back!"

Luna froze. What?

"I’m begging you! I already had a taste of it and I-I don’t know how I can let go!"

"And you’re just eating it like that?! What am I supposed to do?!"

’WAIT NO—STOP! STOP PECKING AT IT! PLEEEEASE!"

The desperation in Lulu’s voice was so extreme, so utterly dramatic, that Luna’s confusion outweighed everything else.

She broke into a run, following the sound.

She emerged into a small clearing to find a crowd of elves gathered around a medium-sized tree, all pointing upward with expressions ranging from amusement to concern.

Following their gaze, Luna’s jaw dropped.

Lulu was perched precariously on a high branch, hanging off it like a little monkey, one arm stretched toward something she couldn’t quite reach.

Her face was a mess of tears and desperation.

"GIVE IT BACK!"

She wailed while reaching towards something on the branch.

"PLEASE JUST GIVE IT BACK! I’LL GIVE YOU MY STUFFED ANIMAL COLLECTION! I’LL GIVE YOU MY BEST CHICKEN EGGS! JUST GIVE IT BACK TO ME!"

"I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT IT!"

Luna stared, utterly baffled.

She pushed through the crowd and grabbed the arm of an older elf named Duna.

"What’s happening?! Why is Lulu up there screaming at nothing?!"

Duna looked at her with a knowing smile that made Luna’s stomach churn with unease.

"Take a look for yourself, dear."

She reached over to another elf and took something, handing it to Luna.

"Use this."

It was Lulu’s scope. The sniper scope Luca had given her.

Duna pointed upward.

"Point that at your sister. Then look a little to the left. You’ll understand."

Confused but curious, Luna raised the scope to her eye like a binocular.

She found Lulu first—still reaching, still begging, still completely unhinged.

Then she slowly panned left and something caught her eye.

A nest. A beautiful little nest cradled in the crook of a branch.

Inside, two small eggs rested, smooth and pale.

And beside them, a stunning blue bird.

’Hmm? What does this have to do with—!!!’

Then she saw it.

Between the two eggs, nestled perfectly alongside the bird, was something else.

Something that made Luna’s blood run cold.

It was Luca’s penis.

His entire shaft, resting in the nest like it belonged there. Surrounded by eggs. Guarded by a bird.

Luna lowered the scope. Blinked. Shook her head violently. Raised it again.

Still there.

Still very much a penis.

In a bird’s nest.

"What. The. Hell." The words escaped her lips in a whisper.

She then slowly lowered the scope, her face pale as moonlight. Her hand trembled as she pointed toward the nest, her finger shaking violently.

"Is that...Is that a...?" She couldn’t even finish the sentence. The word was too absurd to say aloud.

Duna smiled awkwardly, the kind of smile you give when you’ve just stumbled upon something you definitely weren’t supposed to see.

"It’s exactly what you think it is, dear. That’s a penis. A genuine, honest-to-goodness penis."

Even with confirmation, Luna’s mind refused to accept it.

"But...but how?! Why?! Penises are supposed to be attached to males! They don’t just...appear in nests! They don’t just sit there like...like eggs!"

Before anyone could respond, another elf pushed through the crowd—a younger one with bright eyes and an excitable nature.

"What are you saying Duna? There’s no way that’s an actual penis!"

She snatched the scope from Luna’s limp hand and raised it to her eye.

After a moment, she lowered it, her face a mixture of shock and confusion.

"Wait...that really looks like a penis!"

"I told you!" The older elf huffed. "Even little Luna over here recognized it immediately, and she’s the most innocent of all of us!"

Luna’s blush deepened to a shade that could rival ripe tomatoes. If only they knew how far from ’innocent’ she actually was.

The excitable elf shook her head vigorously

"Okay, I agree that it looks like a penis. But have you seen the size of that thing?!"

Her eyes went wide, almost crazed.

"Look at it! It’s massive! It’s long and thick and just...huge! Do you really think any male could have something that big between his legs?!"

"That’s exactly what I was thinking!"

Another elf chimed in, nodding emphatically.

"The shape is perfect—I mean, it’s unmistakable. But the size? Compared to that thing..."

She gestured vaguely, struggling to articulate.

"...my husband’s equipment is basically a twig! That’s a whole log!"

Several elves murmured agreement, their expressions a mixture of awe and disbelief.

"I actually feel embarrassed for my husband now." One admitted, fanning herself. "Seeing something like that...it puts things in perspective."

"But it can’t be real!" The excitable elf insisted. "Even if it was real, how would it get there? It’s not like it just fell off someone and a bird picked it up and carried it to its nest!"

The crowd fell into heated debate.

Half were convinced it was some kind of freakishly large mushroom or oddly shaped vegetable.

The others were equally certain that it was, in fact, a penis—albeit one that defied all known biological limitations.

Then, one particularly shy elf spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Leaving aside whether it’s real or not...what if it was real? What if somewhere out there, a man actually possesses something like that?"

She bit her lip, her cheeks flaming.

"Can you imagine what that would be like? What the...consequences would be?"

The effect was immediate.

Every elf within earshot fell silent. Their eyes glazed over.

Their expressions shifted to something dreamy, distant, and unmistakably aroused.

They imagined it. All of them. That massive, thick, impressive organ attached to a living, breathing male.

The thought of what such a thing could do, what it would feel like, how it would fill them—

Shivers ran through the crowd.

Even the older elves, the ones who had seen everything and done most of it, couldn’t help but fan themselves and shift uncomfortably.

But then the excitable elf shook herself violently, breaking the spell.

"No! No, no, no! That’s impossible!" She waved her arms. "We all gossip enough around here! We have a pretty good idea what the average male looks like! And something like that?"

She laughed, though it sounded slightly forced.

"It doesn’t make any sense! It’s probably just a mushroom! A really, really big mushroom that someone put up there as a joke!"

The others latched onto this explanation like drowning elves grasping driftwood.

"Yes, a mushroom! That makes perfect sense!"

"Someone must have climbed up and placed it there to mess with us!"

"It’s the only logical explanation!"

But beneath their relieved words, Luna could detect something else—a faint undercurrent of disappointment.

As if a small part of each of them was sad that the magnificent cock wasn’t real.

Luna, however, wasn’t disappointed.

She was instead confused. Deeply, profoundly confused.

Because unlike every other elf in that crowd, Luna had seen this particular penis before.

Not just seen it—she had held it, kissed it, sucked it, taken it deep inside her body in ways that still made her blush to remember.

She knew its shape, its size, its weight, its taste.

After all, the thing in the nest? It was Luca’s.

The shape was identical. The size, even in its current non-erect state, matched perfectly. The color, the curve, every minute detail—it was his.

But that was impossible.

Luca’s penis was attached to Luca. She had personally verified that fact multiple times throughout the night.

She had even woken up with it pressed against her thigh, for goodness sake and even sucked in the morning to show her appreciation for the amazing night she had.

And in that gap, it couldn’t just...fall off and fly away to nest in a tree.

Could it?

She shook her head, trying to clear the impossible thoughts.

Maybe she was just seeing things.

Maybe after being filled by that particular piece of meat all night, her mind was playing tricks on her, seeing it everywhere.

But still...

She turned to the crowd, her voice cutting through the chatter.

"How exactly did you even find this thing?"

She looked up at Lulu who was still trying to negotiate with the bird.

"And why..." Luna added, pointing. "...is my sister up there?"