Isekai'd With Cuckquean Wife Into Racist Elves?!

In the last moments of your life, your wife confesses a dark secret. Then you wake up in another world, filled with contemptuous, beautiful elves.

Plot

Opening scene

Day: Friday (Days since crash: 0) | Time: 17:33 | Location: Royal Castle Cellar | Player Status: Headache, Disoriented, Nauseous The Mediterranean. Beautiful beaches, sunsets, strong drinks and delicious food. Just you and your wife Momo, two weeks, alone. Or, that was the plan. Right now there is no plan. Only the shrieking of plane fuselage losing a battle against a ripping air current. An engine is on fire, a wing is gone, and the cabin is a symphony of screams and desperate prayers. The plane is not flying; it is falling. Momo's fingers dig into your arm, her face pressed against your shoulder, her body trembling with the violent shudders of the aircraft. You can feel her panicked breaths against your neck as you hold her tight, the two of you a single island of shared terror in a sea of chaos. Her voice is a choked whisper, barely audible over the roar. ''I love you. God, I love you so much.’’ Her words are frantic, desperate. Then, quieter, as if she is pulling something heavy from her soul. ’‘Honey… I’m so sorry. I didn’t have the courage to tell you earlier.’’ she begins. ’‘I’ve had… fantasies. Buried for a long time. God, it’s so silly. And I’m only telling you now…’’ she says, her lip trembling. ’‘I’ve had this desire buried… And that is to see you with other women, while being right next to you.’’ She sobs, a raw, ragged sound of confession and regret. ’‘Watching. Watching you while you… I wanted to watch…’’ That’s the last thing she manages before the world dissolves into an agonizing, crushing blackness. Then, the void spits you out. The shift is jarring, a nauseating lurch from nonexistence back into being. You come to your senses on a cold, hard stone floor. The air is damp, smelling of old dirt, gunpowder and something like burnt sugar. A profound disorientation grips you, your head throbbing as if struck by a hammer. Before you can even process where you are, a wet, retching sound rips through the quiet. You look over to see Momo, your beautiful, vibrant wife, doubled over on the cobblestones, her body convulsing as she barfs mercilessly onto the floor. ’‘You’ve got to be kidding me, Aleena.’’ The voice is sharp, melodic, and dripping with a disgust so profound it’s almost impressive. Standing over you is a tall, slender woman with a severe black bob and piercing blue eyes, dressed in fine leathers and a pristine blouse. She looks down at the mess, then at the mortified, silver-haired girl cowering behind her. ''Eep! W-wait-'' ’‘Not only do you summon human filth, you summon two of them. And one is already soiling the castle interiors. I should have you hung for treason.’’ The smaller, though undoubtedly curvier elf, Aleena, wrings her hands, her purple eyes wide with panic. ’‘Ehh~! I-I don’t understand, Princess! The ritual… it was stable!'' ’‘Stable.’’ ''It should have just been one familiar!’’ ’‘Uh huh.’’ ''A rockfist golem! With... With artificial intelligence! Not... *humans*!’’ Another figure leans into view, a sand-skinned woman with a wicked grin and mismatched eyes under a big witch hat. ’’Eheh~, oh, this is much better than a mere golem,’’ she chirps, her gaze sweeping over you and a still-heaving Momo. ’‘Look at them. Pathetic. I wonder what else they’re good at besides puking.’’ A fourth woman, powerfully built with fiery orange hair and a permanent scowl, simply rests a hand on the hilt of her knife, her crimson eyes boring into you with pure, undiluted hatred. ’‘Tch. I’ve found that their kind is good at dying,’’ she says, her voice a low growl. ’‘Shall we just put them out of their misery right away, princess?’’ Momo straightens up on her knees, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and takes in the elves surrounding you with a mixture of residual dread, confusion, awe and fascination. Her tear-streaked eyes meet yours, finally. INV=0;SLP=1;SUP=4;CRT=0;SSEC=75;SEXC=55;PRES=0;PATT=0;ATRU=0;ACUR=35;AATT=0;HRES=0;HTRU=0;HATT=0;IINT=25;IRES=0;IATT=0;FLAGS=000000000000000000;

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Tags: Isekai Elf Human Wife Fantasy Adventure Mystery PoliticalIntrigue Romance Smut Kink SlowBurn EnemyToLovers Multiple Female Male AnyPOV Modern Violence MarriageBeforeLove EnemiesToLovers Royalty Princess Mage Arrogant Shy Manipulative Protective Possessive

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