Rick went along the woods until he came to a part with the outline of some houses - apparently part of a subdivision. And he heard familar sounds, too - violence.
Going along, he found three teenaged boys tormenting a younger boy who had a bag over his head. They seemed to get a great deal of pleasure shoving the helpless boy between them.
One thing Rick had never been able to tolerate was a coward. And here were three of them, practically begging him to use them to get rid of his frustrations.
Despite the fact he was a 80-pound 4'9" elf-girl, Rick was also a Black Beret. The first one went down to a foot in the gut before the other two even saw anything. The secons one suffered multiple blows to the face before being hit in the crotch, and the third just barely began to realize something was wrong before the heel of a tiny hand hit the point of his chin.
Within one-point-five seconds, all three teens were laid out. Casually twisting their necks at a 46-degree angle (enough to strain but not enough to kill) rendered all three unconscious. Let them make up their own explanation of how they got injured.
Rick was about to leave when he saw the boy was wearing an Elfquest t-shirt.
Rick needed a safe-house and an ally. The boy liked elf-girls, that was obvious fron the image he wore. From his size and build, the boy was between 10 and 12 years old.
Could he convince the boy that he was a real elf-girl and get him to help?
Rick led the boy away from the three teens, until they came to a clearing.
Before removing the bag, Rick did an meditation exercise, used by men who have to use a cover identity. He began thinking of himself as a girl named Angel. Besides, it seemed likely that he'd never be restored to his old body and shape, anyway, so he might as well make the best of it.
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When the bag was removed, the startled boy stared into the face of an adorable silver-haired elf-girl, just a couple of inches shorter than himself.
"Hello," she said in a sultry voice. "I'm Angel. Who are you?"
"Uh - uh - Jimmy ..."
As Angel's hands began to caress Jimmy's torso, part of her couldn't believe she was seducing a little boy. But before she had been Angel, she had been Rick, and a survivor. And right now, the only way to get food and shelter was to use sex.
Besides, whatever Angel's mind thought, her pussy was conditioned to be a slut. And it was getting moist and throbbing.