>A Beautiful elven woman finds you wounded and nearly frozen in the snow one night. She is about 8 inches taller than you
>Takes you back to her cozy cabin in the heart of the woods
>Plops you in front of the roaring fireplace, but notices you're still shivering
>"A steamy hot soak will help chase the cold from your bones, young human!"
>She moves in close and starts to peel your wet, frozen clothes off
>You realize she's about to strip you completely naked
>You protest, but she just laughs. "Oh, you silly humans are so bashful about being undressed! Don't be timid, you don't have anything down there I haven't seen before!"
>She shushes you as she pulls your undies down. In surprise, you let out a sharp inhale, but she doesn't seem to care.
>Her toned arms lift you and carry you to an old wooden tub while you blush profusely. As she looks you up and down, her eyes linger unabashedly between your legs, where your member is still woefully shriveled from the extreme cold. She looks back up and smiles sweetly.
>She slowly dips you into the hot steamy water
>She goes to a closet and reemerges with a loofah and a jar of flowery elven soap
>"Now be a good boy and don't fuss while I scrub you!"
>The steam combined with the scent of the soap is almost intoxicating, and as you're washed you start to feel dizzy and sleepy, almost as if you're in a dream.
>She scrubs under your arms, your back, your hair, and your chest. As she goes lower and lower while doing your stomach, you instinctively move your hands between your legs to cup yourself out of embarrassment
>"...What did I say about being fussy? Really now, behave and stop your silliness."
>She grabs you by the wrists and moves your arms to your sides so she can proceed.
