by Reed James
“Ooh, yes, you're ready, aren't you?” the dryad moaned, her hand shooting down to grab my cock.
Her touch blunted my anger. I groaned as her hot, silky hand stroked up and down my dick. She brushed the spongy tip. Pleasure spilled through me. My balls grew tighter. This ache swelled in them. She pulled me towards her, rubbing the tip of my cock into her fuzzy bush, the hairs caressing my cock.
“Oh, you're ready for it, aren't you, sweetie?” the dryad asked as she pressed my cock against her hot folds. Her juices soaked my tip.
I couldn't resist the heat in my cock. I growled and thrust into her depths.
“Oh, yes, sweetie!” the dryad moaned, her pussy clenching around me. I pinned her against the tree, fucking her hard. “You're so big.”
“Mirandi's tight cunt!” I growled as my hips pumped away.
“That's it, sweetie,” she moaned as her milk burned through my veins. I couldn't think of anything but this moment. Of enjoying her pussy.
I had to please her, and I was fucking her hard. I was pounding her with powerful strokes. My dick thrust to the hilt in her. I slammed into her hard. Deep. My dick plunged into her depths, churning her up. She gasped and moaned, squeezing her thighs around my waist while her pussy clenched on my dick.
She had a hot, silky embrace. Zakurima squeaked, trying to grab my attention, but I was staring into the dryad's mossy-green eyes. Pleasure spilled through me as I pumped away at that hot, juicy hole, my balls growing tighter and tighter.
I felt her milk filling me. Arousing me. It would keep me hard. Keep me cumming. I would fuck her and fuck her, unloading load after load of jizz in her until dehydration and exhaustion killed me. I would fill her with all my seed. I didn't know how long my stamina would hold out.
The milk pumping through my veins would make sure I stayed hard and producing cum for her.
“That's it!” she moaned as I plowed her. The tree swayed and groaned behind her. I pressed her hard into the tree as I fucked her. “Oh, sweetie, yes! I need it. You want to give it to me.”
“Garin!” my yuki-onna called. “You have to break free.”
The dryad's arms went around my neck. She pulled me tight to her, her breasts pressing against my chest. They were so soft and silky. The dryad grinned at me, her hips wiggling, stirring her pussy around my dick while her tree groaned.
Shuddered.
She began to sink into the tree, merging with it. I shuddered as I fucked into her and felt her slip a finger's width into the tree. My hands stroked her sides, feeling where the bark of the tree swallowed her skin.
She held me tight. Her arms and legs tight about me. Her pussy squeezing my dick. She moaned. Her tree groaned. Pine needles drifted around us as the trunk swayed. I fucked her hard. I pounded her, slamming into her pussy.
I needed to be pleasing her, but... but...
I wanted to cum.
I kissed her and thrust my tongue into her mouth. I fucked her hard, wrapped up in her limbs. Her milk soaked my chest, leaking out of her nipples. That sweet flavor lingered in my mouth as I kissed the dryad.
She sank another finger's width into the tree, drawing strength from it.
Her limbs gripped me tighter. I groaned, stroking her silky skin, and brushed the rough bark swallowing her form. It crept up her sides. Her hips stopped wiggling, no longer matching my rhythm. The tree flexed and groaned as she whimpered against me.
I broke the kiss and groaned, “Mermaid's slick cunt, you're tight!”
“And you're so big, sweetie!” the dryad moaned. “Oh, we're going to make a sapling!”
“Yes!” I groaned, drunk on her milk. My balls ached. My orgasm swelled with every thrust into her depths. “You're going to be dripping with my cum!”
“Yay!” she cheered. She giggled. “Oh, that makes me so happy, sweetie!”
“Garin, you have to break free!” Zakurima called. She drifted around the tree.
I kissed the dryad again. I pumped in and out of her tight pussy. That silky tunnel brought me closer and closer to my orgasm. Her cunt squeezed around me. Her passion gripped me. The silky embrace caressed my cock, bringing me closer and closer to that eruption.
I growled into the kiss, the ache swelling at the tip of my cock. I was on the verge of eruption. The pressure was intense. I was too close. I couldn't take much more of this. Soon, I would explode into her. I would erupt into her cunt.
I would shower her with my cum.
I drew back my cock. Her pussy's silky embrace massaged me. I groaned as the pressure at the tip of my cock reached its peak. I slammed into her. My balls smacked into her flesh. I growled into the kiss.
Exploded.
I broke the kiss and howled, “Mirandi's wet cunt and big tits!”
“Oh, sweetie, yes!” the dryad cooed as my cum pumped into her.
I flooded her pussy with blast after blast of my cum. The pleasure slammed through my mind. It spilled through my thoughts. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision. My heart hammered in my chest, pumping that rapture through me as I filled her.
My balls emptied themselves into her. I spilled more and more of my cum into her. I groaned against her as I spurted the final blast of jizz into her. Her limbs tightened around me. Her nipples rubbed hard against my chest as I panted into the nape of her neck.
“Oh, sweetie,” she moaned, melting farther into the tree, over half her sides already sunk in and her head merging into the bark. She was rigid against me all save for those soft breasts. “Ooh, that was so much cum. But I need more. Do you want to give me more?”
This was such an incredible rush. I had to focus. I did, but...
~~ / ~~
Shiiza
“Yes!” Garin groaned.
He fucked into the dryad as I finally reached him. I had to scurry across all that underbrush. Being small was terrible. There were big branches lying on the ground and roots and leaves. Everything was so confusing. I got lost for a moment.
But now I found my Garin.
I stared up at him towering over me. The dryad hussy had her arms and legs wrapped around him. She looked so woody as he fucked into her. The tree had swallowed much of her body, her ass merged into it, the wood swallowing her sides. It wouldn't be long until she would be almost all tree, locking Garin in place forever.
“Garin! Garin!” I squeaked while Zakurima drifted around him. “Remember the plan, Garin! The plan!”
Garin slammed his cock into the dryad. He fucked her hard. I stared up his hairy legs to see his heavy balls smacking into her furry muff. I craned my head to watch his cock pump in and out of her. My breasts quivered as I squirmed.
“She's growing wooden!” I gasped. “She's almost all tree. You can't do this. The plan, Garin.”
He looked down at me and he winked at me as he fucked the dryad. “Right, right. Just... her pussy feels amazing.”
“My pussy feels amazing!” the dryad moaned as his dick slammed into her. His white cum spilled out around his shaft, clinging to her reddish bush.
“He's lost to the lust!” Zakurima shouted. “The idiot let himself get trapped! Now he's going to die!” There was such pain in her voice. Mist spilled around her as she drifted through the air. “Garin!”
“Just... enjoying her pussy,” groaned Garin, his hips pumping away.
“Yes, yes, sweetie, enjoy my pussy,” the dryad cooed, her tree groaning. She sank farther into it.
“You'll just be fucking a tree soon!” I moaned. “You don't want that! Trees are all sappy! They suck! They block the sun! Don't let that big-booby meanie trap you!”
“Right,” Garin groaned. “I came once. That's good enough.”
“No, no, sweetie,” moaned the dryad. “You have to keep cumming in me. You have to love me forever and ever. You're mine!” She giggled. “You drank my milk!”
“Delicious milk,” Garin said, his hand stroking the tree. “Rogil!”
Flames burst from his fingertips. The hot fire attacked the bark.
The craggy exterior of the tree smoked. Then it burst into flames. The dryad gasped in shock. Her arms and legs flung wide. Garin threw himself back, his cock popping out of the dryad, his cum spilling out of her. The flames grew up the bark, brushed the lowest branch, and set green pine needles aflame.
“Nooooo!” the dryad shrieked.
Garin tripped. His hose was still bunched around his ankles. His arms windmilled, then he fell backward. He slammed on his rump. He groaned, his hard dick throbbing before him. The dryad, her face twisted in anger now, wrenched herself free of the tree.
“Why did you do that?” she shrieked at Garin, her huge tits heaving in front of her as the magical flames crackled up her tree. “I was just trying to love you!”
“Oh, you will,” Garin said, kicking off his hose and rising, pine needles falling off his back as he faced her.
The dryad lunged at him when suddenly mana rushed into me. The essence from my form that Garin had drawn into himself now filled me. I grew, swelled. The world shifted, all the towering trees and people shrinking as my body blossomed to its normal size. My coiled tail rasped together, scales caressing each other. My breasts heaved.
I flickered my tongue out in excitement as the dryad rushed at my Garin. “Oh, no you don't, meanie head!”
My tail swished out as I neared my full size. It struck the dryad in the stomach. Her big boobs heaved over my tail. The dryad gasped as she fell back onto the ground, her reddish-auburn hair flying wild about her head.
Zakurima touched down on the other side of her, also at her regular size, which still meant she was skinny and petite. The pine needles around her feet crusted with frost. The white crept out from her as she shook her head at Garin.
“You almost lost control,” she said. “Was that in your plan?”
“Just lulling the dryad into a false sense of security,” Garin said with a cocky grin, “and to reveal which one is her tree. We can't have her hiding in it.”
Garin was amazing!
~~ / ~~
Garin
The dryad rose, her big breasts heaving. Her tree burned behind her. Legends said dryad trees were so flammable, even the smallest spark could set it off. It would take her time to bond to another tree—a few minutes at most—and until then, she would be weaker, easier for me to tame.
It was a gamble suckling her milk. I almost lost all control. The creamy treat burned through my veins. I don't think I drank too much of it. I could still think now that I was free of her pussy. My dick, dripping with her cream, still ached.
But I could keep control of myself as the dryad wailed. She stared at her tree. Her head shook as it was blazing so fast. Already the flames devoured the branches, reaching up for the top. The dryad whirled around, staring at me.
“What are you?” she asked, her head cocking. “You used magic, but you're not an elf.”
I stalked towards her, my fingers twitching. “Just a man who wants to love you. Don't you want to love me?”
“I was loving you, and then you set my tree on fire.” She licked her lips. Her eyes locked on another tree.
She darted for it. A mighty pine. The flames of her burning tree painted her back and rump as she raced towards her new refuge. Shiiza gasped. The lamia slithered after, her round breasts heaving. Zakurima spilled mist down her body, flooding the area with her sweet musk.
I breathed it in, letting her pheromones war with the dryad's. My desire to just fuck the dryad lessened as I suddenly wanted to devour Zakurima. To feast on her cold pussy. I groaned, my dick throbbing, and focused.
I couldn't let the dryad reach another tree and start the bonding process.
“Kār rogil!” I cried out.
My will channeled my reservoir of mana and sent it out. The words shaped them into an effect, pulling on different strands of the energy coursing through the world. Much like setting the tree on fire, I create an inferno.
A ring of flames burst around the dryad.
She shrieked. I heard her panic through the roaring fire. “No, no, no! Please, please, don't burn me!”
“Ooh, burn her!” Shiiza said. “She's so mean! She tried to turn you into a tree. She's a meanie wood-slut.”
Zakurima rolled her eyes. “Garin is here to tame her, not kill her. Though why he wants a girl with such over-developed breasts to serve him...”
“I know. So big! Just udders!” Shiiza glanced at me and cupped her plump, though smaller, breasts. “You like my breasts, don't you?”
I winked at her and then sent my magic out again. “Kār inēl.”
The dryad gasped. I couldn't see her, but through my channeled magic, I felt the bands of ice settle around her body, tying her up. I released the other spell, the ring of flames dying away, revealing a smoking swath of the ground charred in a perfect circle. The dryad squirmed, the ice binding her arms to her side, the clear, thick band wrapped just below her tits. A second one went about her ankles.
She squirmed and gasped, her eyes wild. She fell to her side, her big boobs shaking. I rushed to her and knelt beside her. Shiiza crawled over to the other side of her, tongue flicking out of her mouth. She stared down at the squirming dryad.
“Shiiza, there's cum in her pussy,” I said, grabbing the dryad's nipples. I pinched them, staring into her eyes. “It's okay. We're not going to hurt you.”
“You're not?” the dryad asked, her green eyes wide as she stared at me. “But you set my tree on fire.”
“Sorry,” I told her. “I can't have you swinging those branches around and slamming them into me. It's dangerous. I need to be free to give you pleasure.”
She furrowed her brow. “Pleasure?”
“Orgasms!” Shiiza purred. She pried apart the dryad's thighs. With her ankles bound, they formed a pair of triangles. My cum matted the dryad's bush. Shiiza's purple hair flowed behind her as she darted her head down and pressed her face between the dryad's thighs.
The dryad gasped as Shiiza's flicking, forked tongue darted out and scooped up my salty cum. It vanished back into her mouth. The dryad squirmed on the ground. Her breasts jiggled in my hands as Shiiza darted in and licked again.
“Your plan was to drink her milk and almost get stuck mating with her until you died?” Zakurima asked as she stood over us, her mist rippling down her thighs and rolling across the ground.
“Yep,” I said. “I had to know which tree was hers.”
“And almost getting lost to her milk was... a necessary gamble?” asked Zakurima. “You couldn't have just unleashed your fire from the beginning and scared her into hiding in her tree?”
“This way was more fun,” I said, my body buzzing from my orgasm. “I gave her a taste of my cock.”
“It was a nice cock and...” The dryad's eyes widened. She squirmed; the ice binding her was reflecting the fire from the blazing pine tree. “What is she doing? Her tongue is going in my pussy. That's for cocks only!”
“Oh, sweetie,” I said, winking at her and using her nickname for me, “just enjoy. You're going to love this. Shiiza has an amazing tongue.”
“She does enjoy licking cum out of pussies,” agreed Zakurima. “She's a slut for it.”
“Such a slut,” my lamia moaned. “Oh, Garin, she tastes so good. All sweet, but not like Zakurima. More sugary.”
“I'm as sweet as my namesake,” said the dryad.
I twisted her nipples, the milk coating my fingers. “And that is?”
“Maple,” she moaned and quivered. “Oh, oh, she's got her tongue so deep in me.” The dryad quivered. “Oh, my. By the great oak and the mighty acorn, she's licking your cum out of me. Ooh, that feels kinda good.”
“Just kinda?” I asked, twisting her nipples. Her milk coated my fingers.
The dryad whimpered. Her face scrunched up. She quivered on the ground, her arms flexing. The ice glinted. Beads of melting water spilled across her belly, each drop reflecting the brilliance of the fire.
The sweet scent of her milk warred with the delicious perfu
me spilling off of Zakurima. My yuki-onna shifted. Her pale pussy glistened. Beads of her juices spilled down her thighs along with the fog condensing around her. Frost coated the ground at her feet, her toes curling and flexing.
She was getting aroused, even if she would pretend she wasn't.
I leaned over Maple, lowering my lips to hers. She squirmed, her eyes growing glossy. I twisted both her nipples again. She gasped right before I kissed her. I thrust my tongue into her soft lips. She whimpered, her mouth warm. She felt like a normal human in temperature. As warm as me. Not cold-blooded like Shiiza whose flesh settled at whatever the ambient temperature was, or frigid like Zakurima who required me to use magic just to touch her without her stealing my body's warmth.
My tongue dueled with Maple's. My hands kneaded her ample breasts. She was an exciting addition to the harem. I couldn't wait to hear her word. To learn more magic and tame her. Love her. The third member of my harem.
She whimpered into the kiss while Shiiza purred and hissed, licking my cum out of the dryad's pussy. My lamia cleaned Maple for me. I had to give the dryad so much pleasure. I had to love her. Devour her.
Zakurima knelt down on the other side. I broke the kiss, watching her pink tongue flash across her pale lips. My yuki-onna leaned over, her glacier-blue hair spilling off her breasts. Then she nuzzled at the nearest nipple.
I pulled my fingers away and smiled as she locked on and suckled.
“I thought her milk was poison,” I said.
“My milk's not poison,” gasped the dryad, pleasure crossing her face. “It's a sensual treat that inflames the lusts of my lovers.”
Zakurima popped her mouth off the nipple. “I am not a human male. She can't drain all the fluids out of me and kill me.”
“Mmm, no,” moaned the dryad. Her mossy eyes flicked to me. “Only you. If you just slide your cock back into my pussy, I'll give you so much pleasure before you die.”
“I'll have to pass on that. I'm going to do other naughty things to your pussy.”
“Oh?” Shiiza asked, lifting her face. Pussy cream clung to her lips and chin. They gleamed on her. “Ooh, that sounds exciting!”
