Otherworldly Convention Goers Pt. 01

This is my entry for the Virtual Literotica 2025 Convention Challenge. Like the other authors participating in this event, I will use characters created by other authors (with their permission) and will provide proper citation at the end of every part for all characters and their authors, regardless of when they appear.

I have always written Tiafell in his own world, the fantasy realm of Elistria, where humans, elves, vampires, demons, and dwarves (coming soon) inhabit the land. But now, let's find out how Tiafell and a few of his friends survive on Earth and at a convention no less!

Comments and feedback are welcome, enjoy! All characters are 18 or older.

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Otherworldly Convention Goers: Part 1

Friday Afternoon:

Tiafell, a very androgynous and effeminate elf with long dark brown hair, opened his eyes to discover himself in an alley of a strange new city. The walls around him looked unlike anything he had ever seen before. He was alarmed by the sight, having no idea what had caused him to be there.

"Where... am I...?"

"Tiafell? Hey!!" Tiafell heard a familiar voice call his name, it was Nadia, his Latina vampire friend with long black hair. Being a dhampir, she was rendered powerless by the sunlight but otherwise unharmed.

"Nadia!!" Tiafell worriedly ran to her. To his relief, Cirris and Mirya, a pair of blonde mage twins, were with her. "Cirris and Mirya too? Do you have any idea what's going on? Have you seen Brion or Kanah? The Royal Guard? The King?"

"No!! I don't like this!!" Mirya was terrified and close to tears, clinging to her brother.

"I don't know, man. One moment we were about to turn in for the night, and the next we're in... wherever the hell this place is!" Cirris held his sister gently, patting her shoulder-length hair. Calming down, Mirya pulled out of her twin's embrace.

Cautiously stepping out of the alley, they observed paved roads and concrete sidewalks, blocks of tall buildings made of steel, concrete, and glass, lit displays of various designs on every building. All four of them were startled by a group of cars and other vehicles whizzing by.

"What the fuck are those??" Cirris pointed, alarmed.

"They make me think of those 'automobile' things I heard the Royal Military is supposedly developing, carriages that are supposed to move without horses." Nadia answered. "I thought they were only rumors..."

"Holy shit... so are we in the Capital?" Cirris tried to make sense of his surroundings

"Does this look like Janazheim to you?" Nadia grilled him.

"I don't know! I'm just as scared and confused as you are!!"

"Don't shout at me!!"

The bickering two stood in each other's faces, their argument close to escalating. The male twin was only slightly shorter than the six-foot-tall vampire.

"Calm down, both of you!" Tiafell wedged himself between them. "Maybe we are in Janazheim, but we've leapt forward in time somehow?" The elf speculated.

"Oh no, you could be right, Tee-Tee..." Tears began flowing from the female twin's eyes.

"L-Let's all calm down, getting angry or panicking will not help us."

"Tiafell's right." Nadia stressed, trying to ease the tension. "We should take a walk and familiarize ourselves with the area, maybe we'll figure out where we are."

The group very cautiously strolled the streets, getting weird looks from people whose faces weren't buried in their phones.

"Everyone is staring into those weird flat things and walking around like zombies, it's kind of creepy." Cirris shuddered.

"The ones who pay attention give us weird looks. Their outfits are so much different than ours." Mirya felt uneasy due to the prying eyes.

"They're looking at my ears too." Tiafell gestured toward the pointy appendages that framed his face.

"I wouldn't worry about that, most people are too busy messing with those zombie things anyway." Cirris scoffed.

Nadia scanned their surroundings more closely than everyone else, being naturally more observant. "Normally, whenever we enter a new town or village, I can sense vampires hiding from the sunlight in surrounding buildings or underground. But I have yet to sense a single one here. Elves are rare, even in our world, but I think we should assume only humans exist in this place for the time being."

Tiafell groaned. "None of you stand out as much as I do..."

"So, what should we do? Find some clothes? What about food?" Cirris wondered.

"I think our first priority should be to find a place to stay for now, we'll worry about everything after we've set up some kind of base." Nadia suggested.

After awkwardly navigating the city's many streets, the four confused youths found themselves standing near a sizeable building with the words "Grand City Hotel" displayed at the parking lot's entrance. Something about the establishment intrigued them.

"'Grand City', so this confirms we're not in Janazheim. I wonder if we're in Gashua, or even Elistria, at all now." Tiafell's heart sank.

"Is it just me, or does anyone else want to check this place out?" Nadia asked.

"No, I'm curious too. It feels like I'm supposed to be here for some reason." Cirris watched people leaving their vehicles and forming a line that began at the front doors.

"Hey, since this place is a hotel, maybe we could get a room?" Mirya proposed.

"We don't have any of that green paper or those card things people use to buy stuff in this city. Our gold 'conveniently' didn't make the trip with us either." Her brother sighed. "We're flat broke."

"Let's at least try, I'd rather be turned away and know for sure than wonder 'what-if'." Nadia remarked.

Joining the line with the others, Tiafell noticed a flyer hanging on poles close by. "'The First Annual Virtual Literotica Convention'. Enjoy a sex-positive weekend where you can meet and mingle with like-minded individuals and groups. Workshops, rooms, and dinner will be provided for all guests. Clothing, and other 'items' are available upon request.'" Tiafell read. "Boy, wouldn't it be nice to be a guest?"

"Hey, maybe we can sign up! Nadi's right, we'll never know unless we try! It sounds kind of fun, actually!" Mirya hopped excitedly.

"That's why you're my favorite!" Nadia slid her fingers along the petite female mage's jawline and chin, making her swoon.

"It's worth a shot." Cirris shrugged. Eventually, it was their turn in line. The receptionist looked at them over her glasses which rested near the tip of her nose. She held a clipboard with most of the names on a list crossed off.

"Names and ages, please." The middle-aged lady's voice sounded like she was speaking with her nose clamped shut.

"Oh, I'm Tiafell, 20."

"Nadia, 24."

"Cirris, I'm 19."

"Mirya, also 19."

The receptionist skimmed the list, flipping the first page over. "There you are, all four of you are in the list."

"You've gotta be fucking kidding..." Cirris couldn't believe his ears. All four of them looked at each other in surprise and disbelief.

"Identification cards are being printed for you inside, put them in these lanyards and wear them around your necks at all times. Your expenses have already been paid for, including your rooms, meals, any events or workshops you wish to attend. You also have changes of clothes in your rooms. Enjoy your stay." She handed each of them lanyards with clear empty sleeves.

Putting the lanyards around their necks, the four made their way toward the hotel's entrance.

"Okay, things are getting really fucking weird now! We have reservations we never made for a hotel in a city we have never heard of. And everything has been paid for? Just what is going on here?!" Cirris was at his wit's end.

"Calm down, Dickhead!" Nadia patted his back. "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth! We have a place to stay, food and clothes provided to us for free and we can even get some sex while we're here! Wherever we are, they know how to treat visitors!"

Tiafell gazed upward, taking in the height of the structure. "This place is gigantic! It may be the size of Janazheim Castle or larger!" The other three took a moment to look upward, then entered.

The lobby was quite a spectacle, it was a massive two-story room with a white marble floor and matching walls, plush red carpets went up each stairway. Crowds of people carrying luggage moved in all directions, the mixture of their chatter was deafening. Near the middle of the lobby, two bronze statues of nude males stood mirroring each other, both standing up past the balcony to the second floor. Ropes were tied to the ends of their dicks that held a large flyer that read:

"'The First Annual Virtual Literotica Convention'. Friday June 6 -- Sunday June 8, 2025."

Cirris pointed and laughed at the statues until tears leaked from his eyes. "Oh shit, that is the funniest thing I've seen in my goddamn life!"

"Excuse me, here are you ID cards, you will need them to participate in all activities during the convention." A slim employee approached, holding four cards. He handed them off, then left to attend to other guests.

"I think we're supposed to put them in these things?" Tiafell guessed. The elf messed with his until he successfully slid his card inside the sleeve.

"Hey, Tee-Tee? How do you put the card in this thing?" Mirya was attempting but failing to put her card in her lanyard.

"Here, do it like this." Tiafell demonstrated by spreading the sleeve apart at the top. "The card goes in here."

"Woah, thanks!" Mirya chirped, mimicking him. Nadia and Cirris did the same.

Tiafell nodded, smiling at her before examining his card. "These tiny little paintings of us look really good, almost like they captured our likeness somehow!"

"Our names and ages are written on here too, with some kind of weird ink. I understand wanting our names, but why our ages?" Cirris pondered.

"Look on the back." Nadia turned hers around to read. "'All guests must be 18 or older to attend. ID must be presented to obtain alcoholic beverages and will only be served to guests 21 or older. Guests who violate these terms may be subject to eviction without a refund.' Well, I'll have no problem getting something to drink!" The dhampir bragged, laughing.

Cirris growled. "I hope you end up so drunk you puke on whoever you go to bed with." He crossed his arms, pouting.

"Not likely. When my vampiric powers are active, I can drink men twice my size under the table! Assuming I can assume vampire form here."

Mirya held her index finger out to create a tiny flame. "My magic works, so we have our powers." She flicked her finger to put the small ember out.

Tiafell was still looking at his card. "We have reservations, but where are our rooms?"

"That's a good question. Maybe that guy behind that weird-looking desk can tell us?" Cirris motioned toward an employee at the reception desk.

Nadia approached with the others following. "Excuse me? Would you be so kind as to tell us where our rooms are?"

"Sure, what are your names?" The young man behind the desk looked up at them, his heart skipping beats.

"I'm Nadia, with me are Tiafell, Cirris, and Mirya."

"One sec..." The receptionist pecked away on his keyboard while keeping his eyes on flat screen in front of him.

"What is that thing...?" Mirya whispered to her brother, who shrugged.

"Ah, there you are. Your rooms are 737 and 738. They are adjoining rooms on the seventh floor. You can take the elevator over there. Your ID cards are the keys, just tap the latch with the back of the card and lift the latch up." He pointed out a set of six elevators. Guests were entering and leaving the sliding doors.

"Thank you very much, have a great day!" Nadia winked and left with the others, leaving the young employee blushing.

"So, these cards unlock doors? What the fuck kind of key is that? What kind of keyhole is a long slit? Anyone with a card could enter our rooms!" Cirris took his ID of this lanyard.

"Were you not paying attention, Dickhead?" Nadia chided the male mage. "That guy told us to tap the latch with the back of the card. Weird way to unlock a door, granted, but nothing about this place is going to surprise me anymore."

"Elevators, that's the one thing this world has in common with ours." Tiafell pointed out, as he and his friends had ridden an elevator for the first time a few days prior.

"And lights, we do have electricity back home. Nothing like any of this though." Mirya was fascinated by the different kinds of light displays they had seen.

The otherworldly guests boarded an elevator and arrived on the seventh-floor seconds later. They had no problem finding Rooms 737 and 738 as the rooms were clearly numbered.

"Woah, what a weird doorknob!" Mirya leaned in close, the latch just inches away from her face.

"We tap the latch with the back of our cards..." Tiafell did as the employee instructed, the red light on the device turned green. He lifted the latch, and the door opened. "Hey, I did it!"

"Well, all but one of us could have easily figured it out." Nadia glanced at Cirris.

"And just who is the one who couldn't?" The male mage huffed, the Latina simply stuck her tongue out and winked at him.

Upon entering 738, the group marveled at the room. Two large beds with fluffy white sheets and pillows lined the back walls. A couch with two loveseats were positioned around a coffee table with pamphlets containing details of the convention, these were facing a TV mounted on the opposite wall. A small kitchen was in the corner, a small bathroom and another smaller room next to it were on the same wall as the beds. Next to the kitchen was a closed door.

"Woah, this place is gorgeous..." Tiafell looked around in amazement.

Cirris ran and leapt onto one of the beds. "Damn, this is the softest, bounciest bed ever!"

"What are you, 8?" Nadia snorted.

"That's closer to the size of my dick, babe!" Cirris turned onto his side to face her, clicked his tongue, and winked. "Wanna help me break this in?" He patted the bed.

"Oh, dios mio..." The vampire facepalmed.

Mirya opened the door next to the kitchen, and then the door behind that one. "Hey! I found the other room! It's just like this one but mirrored!"

Tiafell came over to peak inside. "That's what he meant by 'adjoined'. I pictured something else entirel-EEEE!!!"

Everyone was startled by the sound of an action movie that suddenly began playing on the TV. Cirris was holding the remote but dropped it.

"GODDAMMIT, CIRRIS!! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO??" Naida fumed.

"I don't know!!" He shrieked. "I just found this long black thing on the bed and pushed a red thing that said 'Power'!"

"Push it again so that thing on the wall will shut up!!"

Cirris did as he was told, taking the remote and using it to turn the TV off.

"Don't do that again or so help me..." Nadia balled her fist.

"Don't worry, I think I've taken enough years off my own life!"

Calming down, the four plopped down onto the loveseats, letting out a collective sigh.

"I'm already tired..." Tiafell yawned and stretched his lithe frame.

Mirya had taken one of the pamphlets. "'List of Scheduled Events'. Why don't we see what they have planned this weekend?"

The others snatched their own pamphlets and skimmed them over.

"Tomorrow, they have classes on different sexual topics. Some I've never heard of before. What the fuck is 'Porn' and 'Eye'?" Cirris was looking at workshop titled "Erotic Literature in the Age of Porn and AI".

"Hell if I know. Let's just stick to the ones we know of." The vampire urged.

"Ooooooh, there's going to be one about incest! Who here has fucked their sibling?" Mirya enthusiastically raised her hand, having had sex with Cirris many times. Her brother laughed and raised his with Tiafell doing the same. Nadia, being an only child, did not.

"I had sex with Trista the night before we left for Janazheim, I hope she and Samora are doing okay." Tiafell lamented, missing his older sister and Samora; Cirris and Mirya's mother who was a witch as well as a mother figure to the entire group.

"Yeah, we know!" Mirya smirked. "Everyone heard you two going at it! 'My little brother has such a big cock!! Cum inside your big sister's pussy!!'" The petite mage impersonated Trista, then slumped over laughing.

"Miryaaa!" Tiafell was amused despite his outward protest.

Nadia laughed with everyone else, then stopped. "There's a meet-and-greet in the ballroom on the first floor tonight. There will be a jazz band, whatever kind of music that is, hors d'oeuvres, food I think, a bar..." She grinned. "And dancing. I think we should go get some food and maybe mingle with some of the other guests for a while."

"I'm fine with getting food and meeting people, but what about dancing? I don't know how to dance in our world." Tiafell admitted.

"I think we should skip out on the dancing. We'll get some of that... whatever kind of food that is, talk to some people while we're at it, and then come back here for the rest of the night. I know we're all tired." Nadia advised.

"Yeah, that's for the best." Cirris leaned back, folding his arms behind his head. "We don't know a thing about this world, don't need to embarrass ourselves in front of all the guests."

"What are we going to wear though? What we have on now will stand out!" Mirya tugged at her top.

"If my hunch is correct," the vampire stood, "I think the answer is right in front of us!" She sauntered to the closed door next to the bathroom and opened to, revealing a closet filled with various outfits of different styles. "Aha! What would you three do without me?" She let out a boisterous laugh.

"Not get bitten nearly as often, for one thing." Cirris commented, the Latina shot daggers at him.

Friday Evening:

They spent the next few hours trying on outfits for the meet-and-greet event. Nadia, wearing a tight black dress that didn't leave much of her large breasts to the imagination with straps and a short skirt, stood in front of a mirror in the main room of 738 applying black lipstick. She also had black heels on. Due to her vampire powers being activated after sunset, her eyes had changed from brown to a glowing red.

"Come on, we're over an hour late already!" She shouted.

"Mirya and I are good to go, just waiting for Tiafell." Cirris was wearing an ash gray suit with matching shoes and a red tie. Mirya had a sky-blue sleeveless dress on that covered her shoulders, which also had a short skirt. Her heels also matched her outfit.

"I haven't worn high heels in forever. They're hard to walk in." The female mage commented.

"You'll get used to it." Nadia puckered her lips, having finished. "TIAFELL! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!"

"I'M NOT GOING, I CAN'T WALK IN THESE!!!" The elf yelled back from the other room.

"Goddammit Tiafell..." Nadia stormed to the bathroom, yanked the door open, and pulled Tiafell out by his arm, who staggered into the hall. He was wearing a leaf green strapless dress with the shortest skirt of all, the garment hugged his figure tightly and outlined every inch of his slender figure. He stood shakingly in dark green heels.

"I love the dress, but I'll break my neck if I try walking in these!" He whined.

"Deal with it! If you want to get fucked this weekend, heels will draw attention to your butt, hips, and legs. Guys will be standing in line to pound you!"

"Fiiiiiiine!" Tiafell groaned, relenting. "But I'm staying close to the wall!"

Nadia growled. "Whatever, let's go!"

Exiting the room, the four slowly made their way down the hall so Tiafell could keep up. He kept his hand close to the wall, having to catch himself at times.

"No offense, but how could you walk a tightrope in Steelweld, yet not be able to walk in heels?" Cirris asked.

"Ooooooh, that gives me an idea!" Mirya chimed in. "Pretend you're training again and walking on a rope!"

"I'll try it." Tiafell took a deep breath and began taking steps as if walking across a rope, holding his arms out slightly. "This helps!" He stumbled a little but regained his balance. These movements caused his hips to sway with each step.

"Thank the gods, being seen with you was going to be embarrassing." Nadia let out a sigh of relief.

"I'll be able to walk with my dick as a third leg if I watch that." Cirris muttered, becoming aroused.

Getting back on the elevator, they rode down, then made their way to the ballroom. The room was quite large with an open floor, save for a stage with a band playing jazz music and tables with a large selection of food and non-alcoholic drinks to choose from. A bar was set up on the back wall. Most of the other guests had already arrived and were talking. The atmosphere was lively and loud.

"Gosh, there are more people than I thought..." Tiafell became slightly nervous.

"There are differences, but the idea is the same. People meet, chat, possibly dance, then leave for their rooms, possibly together. I've stalked prey in many parties just like this one." Nadia verified.

"You know, you're scary when you say shit like that..." Cirris shivered.

"A vampire must feed. And besides, you know I don't kill my prey. Oh!" The dhampir pointed at the bar. On the wall behind it, a sign read "Alcoholic beverages will only be served to guests aged 21 or older." "Aha! I'm going to get something to drink! Stay sober, pendejos!" Being the only one of the four legally able to drink, she started toward the bar.

"Tch, screw you, Fang Girl!" Cirris gritted his teeth; the vampire raised her fist to flip him off without turning around.

"Come on, let's get some food." Tiafell suggested.

With that, the remaining three made their way toward the food tables, with Mirya and Tiafell being checked out by other guests. They took plates and parted, the twins and the elf went to opposite ends of the long row of tables.

Cirris leaned in to speak to his sister quietly. "Shit, we should have discussed this with the others. What are we going to say when someone asks where we're from? I'm going to go out on a limb and assume no one here knows anything about Gatharham."

"I've got that covered, my dear brother!" Mirya lifted her index finger, as if she had all their problems solved with a flash of brilliance. "I overheard one of the other guests in the lobby say they were from a place called 'Oklahoma', so we'll say that's where we come from too!"

"I guess that could work. But what about our 'jobs'?"

"We'll just say we're 'still young and figuring things out', that isn't entirely untrue."

"Yeah, you're not wrong."

"Just stick to the plan, and we'll get through this. Oh, Big Brother, those look like tiny hotdogs!" Mirya pointed to a tray of pigs in a blanket.

"Huh, yeah, that's a pretty cool idea!" Cirris nodded in appreciation.

Mirya reached out for the tongs to take some of the small hotdogs when her fingers grazed those of a brunette girl who looked to be close in age. She had lightly tanned skin and her hair stretched just past her shoulder blades. Her navy-blue dress was modest enough but still looked great on her.

"Oh my gosh, sorry!" Mirya apologized.

"Oh, no, I should have been paying attention!" The other girl said. "Please, go first!"

"Oh, thank you." The female twin smiled, then used the tongs to place two of the bite sized snacks on her plate.

"I just love these things," the other girl began, "I love having wieners in my mouth period!" She and Mirya shared a laugh.

"So do I!" The petite twin giggled.

"My name is Courtney." She extended her hand.

"Mirya!" The female mage took her hand, and they shook.

"Mirya? That's an unusual name, but people name their kids all kinds of things." The brunette smiled.

"I know, right?" Mirya's heart sank when she realized she hadn't taken their names into account but was relieved by Courtney's reaction to it. "This is my big brother, Cirris!" She elbowed her twin to get his attention. "Cirris, this is Courtney!"

Cirris had taken a bite of a slider; he swallowed what was in his mouth so he could reply. "Hey, nice to meet you."

"You as well!" Courtney beamed. "I'm here with my big brother too! Hey Alan, get your ass over here! I want you to meet someone!!" She shouted at someone who was further down the table. A brunette male in a black suit made his way over to the trio. "This is my brother, Alan. He is a year older than me! Alan, this is Cirris and Mirya, they are siblings just like us!"

"Hey." Alan replied, having food in his mouth. "Weird names..." He thought to himself.

Mirya giggled. "Cirris and I are twins, but he was born first. We're both 19."

Courtney smiled brightly. "Cool! I'll be 19 in a couple weeks, and Alan is already 20, what an old man!" Alan rolled his eyes at his sister's comment. "So, where are you from?"

Mirya cleared her throat, then spoke in a dignified manner. "Cirris and I hail from the Nation of Oklahoma, and you?"

Courtney and Alan looked at each other and chuckled. "'Nation of Oklahoma', that's a good one!" Alan was amused. "We're from the 'Nation of New York'. We go camping in the mountains up there every summer."

"Ah, Mirya and I do a lot of camping with our friends. We travel a lot." Cirris entered the conversation.

"A nomadic lifestyle? That's cool, I bet you see a lot of cool places, huh?"

"Yeah, our lives are pretty wild." Cirris answered, realizing the irony of his reply.

"Say, Mirya! Alan and I are kind of tired from traveling all day so we're going to take our food to go and turn in early. Let's meet up tomorrow and hang out, I would love to spend more time with the two of you!" Courtney chirped. "Want to exchange phone numbers so we can arrange something?"

"Oh, um..." Mirya grew nervous.

"We don't have phone numbers, part of the 'nomadic lifestyle'." Cirris cleverly interjected.

"Oh right, that's admirable in a way." Alan nodded.

"We can meet in the lobby tomorrow morning at say... 9 'o clock?" Mirya offered.

"That'll work for us!" Courtney smiled. "We'll see you guys then, have a good night!"

"Thanks, you as well!" Mirya and Courtney gave each other a light hug, the brunette's C-cup breasts touching the blonde mage's smaller ones, before pulling away. "See you tomorrow!" The brunette siblings waved and left the ballroom together. Mirya let out a sigh of relief.

"We were not prepared for that at aaaaaaall!" She whined.

"No, but we did okay I believe." Cirris smiled, patting his sister on her arm.

"I didn't think about our names being weird, or 'phone numbers'. What even is that?"

"I believe it has something to do with those flat things that turn people into 'zombies'. I guess everyone in this world has one. Anyway, you must be quite taken with that Courtney girl, huh?"

"Yeah, she is pretty cute, but what makes you say that?" Mirya cocked her head.

"Your tits are hard." He pointed at his sister's chest; lumps had formed on her small breasts.

"Oh my." Mirya blushed slightly but smiled. "I admit, I do want to get down and dirty with her."

"If I get to watch you two go at it, this trip we never signed up for will have been worth it!" Cirris smirked.

"You perv!" Mirya lightly punched his arm, laughing. She and her twin then resumed their pursuit of food.

"So, you must really like Mirya." Alan inquired.

"Yeah, I think she's funny. Why do you say that?" Courtney glanced at him.

"Cuz your tits are about to break through."

Courtney looked down to see her nipples making sizeable dots on her dress. Embarrassed, she covered them with her arms. "You idiot! It's cold in here!"

"Right. I've been checking you out since we got down here, and this is the first time I've seen pokies on you. I won't be mad if you want to explore some lesbian action with Mirya or anyone else this weekend."

"You are such a freak!"

"Says the girl who flashed her pussy to me the weekend we fucked for the first time!"

"Says the guy who wanted to fuck his sister in the first place!" The sibling couple bickered back and forth all the way back to their room.

Tiafell had just began putting food on his plate when a man approached from behind.

"Excuse me, I saw you and just had to speak to you. You are rocking that dress, babe!" He smiled.

"Oh, thank you very much. I was afraid it wouldn't look that great on me." The elf answered.

"Ah, you must be British, based on your accent. Such a sweet gentle voice from a beautiful young lady."

"That is kind of you to say." Tiafell gave a friendly smile.

"The ears are lovely as well. I suppose you must be going to the 'Fantasy Room' tomorrow?"

"Yeah, we'll.. go with that..." The elf chuckled nervously.

"So got any plans for tonight? Would you like to come to my room with me?"

"Thank you for the offer, but I'm quite tired. This has been a very long day..."

"You do look beat. May I get your name and phone number then? I would love to hook up this weekend."

"My name is Tiafell. I, um, don't have a phone number." The man raised an eyebrow. "I-I must have left it in my room, I mean! I'm so forgetful, I'd forget my ears if they weren't attached!" He stammered.

"You're so cute." The man laughed, then took a pen from his coat pocket to write his name and phone number down on a napkin. "Call me later!" He winked, then walked away. Behind him stood a line of men and women eagerly waiting to speak with the elf.

"Oh crap, um... h-h-hi!" Tiafell anxiously waved, smiling sheepishly.

Nadia was observing a menu at the bar, having already shown her ID. Due to Gashua having primarily beer and ale, she had no idea what any of the drinks on the menu were. A man who was slightly taller than her and wearing a white suit with dark wavy hair approached her.

"Might I suggest the boulevardier? Something tells me you would enjoy it."

Nadia glanced at him. "Oh? I suppose I could try it." She called the bartender over. "I will have this." She pointed at "Boulevardier" on the menu. When she spoke, she was careful not to reveal her fangs, which were more prominent after sunset.

"A fine choice, Ma'am. I will get right on it." The bartender took her menu.

The vampire turned to face the man in the suit. "Thank you, I only drink beer so I had no idea what any of that was!"

"You are quite welcome!" The man smiled. "I am Alexander Prossa, I own a hardware store. My wife and I are here together. Two of our friends were supposed to join us but won't be here until tomorrow."

"Nadia Del Lenzo. It's a pleasure!" She offered her hand, which Alex shook. She then folded her arms under her breasts, using them to lift her ample melons up slightly to draw Alex's attention to them. "This is quite the event, wouldn't you say?"

Alex found his eyes gazing into the Latina's deep cleavage, having to remember to look at her red eyes, which had a slight glow to them. "Yes, I never imagined I would attend such an event, but here I am." He laughed softly. "'Del Lenzo', I presume that is where you are from? Judging by your accent, Lenzo must be somewhere in... Brazil?"

"You would be correct!" Nadia answered, deciding to roll with it. Though she had never heard of Brazil before, she expertly kept that fact hidden. "It's a very small village in Southeastern Brazil; it's not located on most maps."

"It must be a lovely place, I'm sure."

"Right..." Nadia had nothing but traumatic memories of Lenzo, which was now a castle in ruins.

"I must say, Nadia. You have very unusual eyes, they are captivating." Alex found himself looking at her eyes more than he was her breasts, being drawn in.

"I'm a captivating girl." Nadia swayed flirtatiously, the corners of her lips folding upward slightly.

"Your boulevardier, Ma'am." The bartender had finished making her drink.

"Gracias, kind sir!" She politely took the beverage and sipped it. "My, it is good! You really know what you're talking about, Mr. Prossa."

"Please, call me 'Alex'. You are quite welcome." Alex smiled kindly, finding himself taken with the vampire's supernatural allure. "I'm not an expert; something just told me to suggest that particular drink."

Before Nadia could respond, a stunningly gorgeous woman with wavy dark auburn hair wearing a white dress approached, wrapping her arms around Alex's left one. Her dress was open from the waist up, revealing her belly button, some of her midriff, and not hiding much of her breasts as the opening widened the further up it went. Being bisexual, Nadia was taken aback, her composure taking a massive hit. Her mouth hung open.

"Hi Alex! Who's your friend?" The redhead inquired, her eyes scanning the Latina in front of her.

"Freya, this is Nadia Del Lenzo. Nadia, this is my wife, Freya."

"It's nice to meet you, Nadia!"

"Th-The pleasure is mine!" The dhampir was rattled. "Holy FUCK she is HOT! I can't believe she's human!" She thought to herself, Freya had similar thoughts about her.

"Were you flirting with my husband just now?" Freya asked teasingly.

"I.. uh.. I..." What remained of Nadia's bravado crumbled. She smiled awkwardly, forgetting to conceal her fangs. Alex and Freya didn't seem to notice or at least pretended not to.

The fiery redhead giggled. "Don't stop on my account! In fact, we've decided invite a select few to 'play' with us and our friends, for this weekend only." Freya smiled, showing her teeth behind her red lips.

"Oh, I see." Though still rattled, Nadia's sense of impending doom vanished. "If that's the case, I'm open for some 'fun' this weekend. I'm not picky with who I 'spend time with'." She winked, attempting to flirt and save face.

Alex smiled, sweating under his collar. "Speaking of friends, have you heard from Cyn and Katie?"

"I called them earlier, but Katie was letting Cyn have it for fucking the flight arrangements up, so I just hung up and let them argue." Freya sighed. "They've likely gone to bed by now, they have an early flight in the morning and will grab a taxi to get here. Anyway Nadia, we're free tomorrow evening if you would like to have dinner with us and our friends. We would love to have you, and not just for dinner." The tone of her voice was low and sultry.

"I would be delighted, and I'll be a delight too!" Having regained her composure, Nadia teased, sending chills down Freya's spine and between her legs. Alex felt a similar sensation in the front of his trousers.

"We will talk to you again soon. Have a good evening, Nadia." Alex nodded.

"Bye..." Freya gave her a seductive farewell. They turned to leave, showing that the redhead's dress was also open in the back. She turned to smile at the vampire one last time before disappearing into the crowd with her husband.

Nadia fanned herself with her free hand, her face glistening with sweat. She then took another sip of her drink. "I think I need to change my panties..." She chugged what was left in the glass.

"Was it me, or did that woman have fangs? Her eyes were very unusual too." Alex said as he walked with his wife.

"As smoking hot as she is, she must a vampire!" Freya cooed. "She may have been flirting with you, but she worked her magic on me! Mrrreow..."

"Yes, she is quite alluring, I'll admit. It's a good thing we agreed to give each other a 'weekend pass' for this convention."

"'Quite alluring', that's all you have to say? She has my body with Katie's skin tone, there's no way you don't want to fuck her brains out! I bet you want her to bite you too, I wouldn't mind being bitten myself!"

"You're hornier than usual this evening Freya, and that's saying something!"

"You're right... this atmosphere is arousing on its own, but after I left the bathroom, I saw this girl in a green dress with elf ears! When I laid my eyes on her, it felt like a fire started in my vagina and spread throughout my entire body! I wanted to invite her to our room tonight, but she had a line of people waiting to do the same thing! They were writing their numbers down on napkins. Seeing you with that Nadia girl made it even worse, or better I should say! I have never been this horny before!"

"It may be a good thing Cyn and Katie aren't here yet; that poor elf girl wouldn't know what hit her! It's scary to think about if I'm being honest." The thought made Alex feel a bit anxious, but a part of him did want to see it. "The invite said there could be 'unusual guests' and to keep an open mind. I had no idea this is what they meant."

"Right? I hope they have a good time without any trouble. Anyway, let's dance for a bit before you take me back to the room and fuck me. As bothered as I am right now, I'll never get any sleep tonight if you don't!"

"Ha ha, as you wish my dear." The couple joined the dance floor, where they cut a rug until retiring for the evening, where Alex "cut" Freya's "rug".

The four otherworlders met outside the ballroom with plates and drinks in hand. Cirris had some bottles of soda.

"How did all of you do?" Nadia inquired.

"I think we did okay!" Mirya squealed. "We met a brother and sister that we're going to hang out with tomorrow! I hope I get to lick Courtney's pussy!" Mirya was such a sweet and gentle little horndog.

"I have to admit, Sis, watching you and that Courtney girl fuck would be pretty hot." Cirris smirked.

"Be a good big brother tomorrow, and we may let you watch!" Mirya winked. "Be super good, and you can join us!"

Nadia smiled, pleased that the two of them had some success. "And what about you, Tiafell?"

"So many people talked to me that I could barely get any food! They kept talking about my 'British accent', they must think I'm from some place called 'Britland' or something. All of them asked me for some kind of number. I told them I didn't have one, so they wrote down their names and numbers on napkins and gave them to me. I have so many that this bag can barely hold them all!" Tiafell had been given a bag with the hotel's name on it by the staff, which was stuffed full of napkins with names and numbers written on them.

"I think it has something to do with those 'phone' things, Alan and Courtney wanted our 'numbers' too. Guess everyone in this world has one." Cirris scratched his head.

"Well, what can you expect from humans that can't resist the natural charm of an elf/incubus hybrid?" Nadia laughed, putting her arm around Tiafell's shoulder.

"They would be frightened if they found out I'm half-demon..." Tiafell was self-conscious of his unique genealogy.

"You're obviously an elf, but nothing about you says you're a demon. If you don't want them to find out, don't say anything; problem solved! As for me, I might be getting shared by a man, his wife, and two other women tomorrow night." She grinned excitedly, showing her fangs along with most of her other teeth. "Maybe this experience won't be so bad after all!!"

"Yeah, Tee-Tee! We may as well make the most of our situation!" Mirya smiled at him.

"Okay, you're right." Tiafell returned the smile. The other three walked off, heading to their room to avoid any further awkward situations for the night. The elf gazed through the window at the clear night sky, his reflection was barely visible.

"I just hope we can return home somehow, and that everyone else is alright..."

With that, Tiafell followed his friends to their room, catching up with them. The four enjoyed dinner, then decided to play around with the TV again, this time not as startled by it. Becoming intrigued, they figured out how to change channels and adjust the volume, watching until they all fell asleep.

The next day would be the true beginning of their wild time in our world!

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And now, to give credit where credit is due! Be sure to check these authors out and show them some love!

Wineandcheese's Alan and Courtney from the story "Camping with Courtney". A young sibling couple such as this pairing is perfect for Cirris and Mirya!

Cacatua_Galerita's Nicholas, Tremaine "T-Bone", Ryan, Sean, Sarah, Jessica, and Kim from "Wings of Illium". EMTs deserve a break for all they do, and boy will this group make the most of theirs!

And last but certainly not least, the one who organized this challenge...

FreyaGersemi's Freya, Alex, Cynthia, and Katie from her numerous Freya Series. These four characters will be quite taken with both Tiafell and Nadia!

I would personally like to thank these authors for the use of their characters and for creating them! I promise to be respectful, stay as faithful to them as possible, and not butcher them too much!