Demon Forest
Hello, it's your Fox again. I allowed myself to take a little vacation like that, so I could come back later and tell you something more about my life. Ahem... Something's dry in my throat, I'll go get a drink...
From the author: as I said before, the story is Fox's stories, and the movie is stories from the Castle Gates cinema, so don't get them mixed up. Also, even though it's late, I'm warning you: all my stories contain Furry Content, since I'm a damn Furry and can't do anything about it. And in my imagination, only such creatures have sex and engage in perversions. There's no one else in my city (not the one
I live in in real life, but the fictional one)... Why am I justifying myself here? All complaints — to DMs or comments.So, I've wet my throat and can finally tell you about my adventure in the Demon Forest. Let's begin!
The Demon Forest. The forest of the Demon dimension. A strange place, to be honest. It's easy to get lost in it, even just by entering. The forest is inhabited by asphodels (briefly about them — in the story about Dragon Apartments), who live for their leader, griffins, who turned out to actually be winged demons of Demon, as well as plants that have a rather bad reputation.
I decided to go there one day. To change the scenery, of course, otherwise at home there's only the TV, showing the same thing day after day. What was I talking about?
Having packed a standard demon camping kit (tent and firewood), I set off for this forest. It's not that far to walk: first to the portal in my house leading to PokeWorld (calm down, there won't be stories about it), from there — to the portal to Demon. Then from the city center, towards the forest it's just five minutes and there it is — the Demon Forest. Upon entering, the rustling of bushes and leaves was immediately heard — the asphodels were hiding, watching. Paying no attention to them, I walked further into the forest and soon came to Demon Lake. I set up camp near it: pitched the tent, lit a fire. Then, I swam in the lake, and when I returned to the tent, I discovered that someone had stolen my T-shirt. There are a few possibilities here: either the asphodels set a trap for me, or the griffins... Or those very plants.
Wanting to get my favorite T-shirt back, I entered the forest again. I had to look both at my feet and around, which was unusual for a city dweller like me. Looking to the left, and completely forgetting about the stems on the ground, I tripped and fell flat on the leafy carpet of the forest. The bushes rustled, branches creaked somewhere, and something moved under my feet. That something wrapped around my legs, then sharply pulled on them.
"Damn, ran into some perverts," I thought, trying not to move.
The stem pulled me to a huge flower and placed me right in the center. porn stories There, smaller stems tied me up. Small but strong, as they say. I couldn't move, and not because I was tightly bound, but to get off easy.
The plant pulled one of the larger stems closer to my butt. I just stood there and didn't move, didn't even turn around. I just clenched my buttocks tighter, hoping to delay the inevitable. Then a second large stem pulled up, positioning itself opposite my bound mouth. The little ones stirred, pulling down my tracksuit pants along with my underwear, and also opening my mouth. The stem was so close to my mouth that I could reach it with my tongue.
Licking the stem, it began to increase in thickness. Half a minute passed until it became big enough. The stem began to slowly enter my mouth, and all I had to do was not bite off a decent piece of it. When it was halfway in, its "friend" near my butt stirred. It began trying to penetrate it, but couldn't. Out of desperation, the stem gathered strength, and I kept clenching my buttocks, just so it wouldn't enter. A sharp jerk... and this stem entered my butt its full length.
— Ouch! — I cried out, wrapping my lips around the stem near my mouth.
Feeling itself inside me, the Pervert began to fuck me with its stems. The stem in my butt increased in size, which made it a bit painful. Because of this, I jerked my legs every time it entered me. The stem in my mouth maintained its previous pace and wasn't in a hurry, only sometimes going in deeper. A strange feeling arose when the plant pulled a third stem.
"Where are you planning to put that one, little flower?" — I thought, not seeing anything because of the small stems. I shouldn't have thought that.
When the stem in my rear increased its speed, the third one pulled closer to my cock. I felt the foreskin being pulled back, how the head touched this stem. It began poking at my cock.
"What are you going to do?" — I thought again — "Don't tell me..."
That's exactly what it did. When the stem in my rear sharply entered me, the third one began trying to enter my cock. First the tip, then a little more, and then the entire "tip" of this stem entered.
— Aaaaaa! — I screamed in pain, receiving the stem in my mouth even deeper than usual. I almost threw up.
The stem in my rear sped up and grew thicker. I winced from the unbearable pain in my cock and anus. In the end, the stem detached, filling me from below with its juice. The stem in my mouth slowed down, giving the stem in my cock higher priority. The pain intensified, as this snake increased in size and speed. Something began to flow in my cock, but what? My sperm or the juice of this plant? The stem stopped, and the plant continued to fuck my mouth. The plant felt it was time to release the juice, so it desperately penetrated very deep into my throat. I felt a familiar bitterness — the plant "came" in my throat and pulled the stem out of my mouth.
It felt like I was a vat for the Pervert's juice: my anus burned from the experience, the stem in my cock was in no hurry to come out, and in my stomach this juice sloshed, causing heartburn to rise to my throat. But that wasn't all.
One of the small stems wrapped around my cock, making it even more painful, and began masturbating it. Oh, that was something else. It was both painful and pleasant. In my balls, which had swollen quite a bit, the Pervert's juice gurgled, mixing with my seed. One thrust, a second — and a larger stem joined the execution of my cock. It increased in size again, causing the small stem to stop. The large one fucked me in it again and again released its juice into it, causing my balls to become even larger. The small one began masturbating faster and, when my orgasm was approaching, the plant sharply pulled out the large stem, which was terribly painful for me, and which quickly brought on my orgasm, subsequently drenching the flower's clearing with sperm, of which there was a lot due to the juice.
When the last drop of sperm fell on the flower, the Pervert wrapped me in a large stem and placed me in the lake to ease my pain and rid me of its juice.
Fact: The cool water of Demon Lake does a decent job of numbing pain and helps a demon's body break down the Pervert's juice into simpler elements. Most of it is absorbed by the lake, the rest — absorbed into the demon's body, making it more resistant to diseases.
I immediately felt better. Peeking out of the lake, I saw my things perfectly folded, and on them — a leaf from the Pervert. It was his thanks for the patience shown.
Whatever they say about this plant, and even though it fucked me without mercy, I'm still grateful to it. After that day, I sometimes purposely tripped over the stems. Subsequently, this plant and I became good friends.
As they say, that's all, my friends. My story — for your judgment.