A Change of Plans
#19 of The Griffon of Paradise: The Full Account
Day 93
I'm back at the ruins. Decided I'd move my shelter out here for a bit. It's got underground rooms that keep the rain out, and I wanted to keep poking around for a few more days. The bed and firepit I made were still here, so it was just a matter of packing up my stuff and moving back out here. Showering is a bit of a pain in the ass since the ruins are further away from the waterfall than my cave is, but it's not that big a deal.
I set up a spit and cut up a goat. Then I roasted it over a nice bonfire. Ate the whole thing in an hour. Filled me up good. After some thought, I decided I'd camp out under the stars. I shucked off my shirt and shorts and went to bed, but not before rubbing one off first.
I had a similar dream again. Saw visions from around the island. Various scenes of nature all over the planet flashed before my eyes. I saw jungles spreading across an entire continent. Everything was so full of sound and life! And I wanted nothing more to throw myself right into the middle of it.
The dark triangle taking up the island appeared again. Instead of the deep rumble from my last dream, I could hear the chanting of what sounded like thousands of voices. Couldn't make out the language, but I could make out a few sounds that were awful familiar to the whispers I've been hearing at night. Should probably mention those have only gotten louder with time.
The figure in the dark portal came down the stairs. It walked on two legs, at least I think it did. Everytime I thought I could make out its features, they'd shift into something indescribable. This is probably the part where I'm supposed to puke and go crazy from the revelation of an indescribable abomination, but I didn't. I wasn't afraid. Somehow, I knew that whatever this thing was didn't want to hurt me. Somehow, I knew it was happy to see me. And I was happy to see it.
I slept through the night, and woke right at dawn. As usual, I stroked over my pussy and groped at my breasts and got myself off a few times before starting the day. Maybe it's the way my pecs have pushed up my boobs, but they feel a bit bigger in my hands. Might just be my imagination. Though I can tell for sure my nipples have only gotten more sensitive. I actually pushed one tit up and tried to nibble at it with my beak, but I couldn't quite reach. That was irritating because I was SO CLOSE to being able to suck on myself.
Once I'd gotten my fill of cumming, I got up to wander around the ruins some more. It was a little too early for breakfast, so I held off on relighting the fire just yet. The shadows of the few walls still standing looked eerily beautiful with the blood orange sky behind them.
As it got lighter, I returned to where I saw that triangle before. I swear to whatever god you guys believe in that there wasn't anything else there last I looked. Now there's a whole bunch of weird symbols. Like those hieroglyphs they make a big deal out of down in Saddle Arabia. I could see two-legged figures all around the triangles. I couldn't tell if they were ponies or some other kind of creature, but they were raising their arms toward the portal. There was something in the center of the triangle I couldn't make out, but I had a fair guess of what it represented.
Coming back from that wall I looked around. As overgrown as everything is, I could still make out loads of stone bricks scattered in piles and heaps. Probably looked over everything for a good hour.
I'll do my best to describe it. It's like a hunch or something. I could just SEE where stuff was supposed to go. Like a paint by numbers, only with stone instead of paint. I went back over to that wall with the symbols. Then I went over to the nearest stack of scattered bricks and dug through them. Whenever I found a block that felt right, I'd hoist it up and place it down where I felt it was supposed to go.
No fucking clue how long I was at it, but the sun was high in the sky the next time I looked up. I'd put together a whole new part of wall. Not only that, but it wasn't toppling over either! All the gaps between the stone fit together perfectly like puzzle pieces.
Course, I sure felt the work I did. My arms, legs, and back were fucking killing me after all that heavy lifting. Those bricks aren't light either. Some of those suckers had to be at LEAST a hundred pounds, but I shifted them and lifted them.
But as I stretched my arms and legs and worked the kink outta my neck, there was a real familiar heat in my gut and between my legs. The hot slickness of my juices was running freely down my legs. Guess I should put the burn of heavy exercise on the constantly growing list of things that turned me on.
After some lunch and another date with my right hand, I went to a different part of the ruins and started putting stones together there. Also started pulling up vines and clearing them away from the stone floor. The more I look at all this, the more sense it makes. I can see how it's supposed to come together, this temple. Yeah, pretty sure it's some kind of temple. At least one of the buildings is.
Fuck it. It's been three months and still nocreature's come looking for me. Not like I have anything better to do than eat, sleep, and fuck myself. Spent the rest of the day finding and hauling blocks back to their proper position. I only stopped to eat, rest a few minutes, go to the - whatever the natural equivalent of a bathroom is called.
After dinner, my whole body felt like I'd gotten run over by a bigass wagon. But it was the good kind of pain. I'd felt productive. Despite all the soreness, I was just as horny as ever, and I was gonna take care of that before I showered and went to sleep again. That's what I'm doing right now actually.
I'm holding the book in one hand and I'm writing with the other. Got the tip of my tail tickling over my pussy as I write this. Thought I'd do something new for once.
You know, that feeling of being watched I had when I first came ashore never really went away. It's like all the trees have eyes. Fff - That just sent a shiver down my spine, the idea that somecreature's watching me tease at my snatch while I'm sitting here, naked in the open.
Had to put the book down to play with my nipples for a bit. They're still so hard and sensitive. My boobs feel like they've got a stronger pulse too. I can feel it against the palms of my hands.
Okay, I'm back again. Just went all in tailfucking myself. Too skinny to get me to cum though. I had to put the book down again to finish myself off with my fingers.
I'm loving how big my clit feels. Was able to snag it between my fingers and pinch and tug on it. Made a nice big mess when I came, then came again.
Still kinda sucks I can't show somecreature else a good time. It gets kinda repetitive doing this myself over and over again. Ah well, not like there's anyone else on this island. Really wish that whoever built the temple was still here. Bet they knew some freaky stuff.
Whatever, that's enough rambling. I gotta go to sleep. Gonna wake up bright and early to work more on the temple. Again, I don't have anything better to do while I wait for rescue. Might as well do it to pass the time.
Wait, how am I figuring out the pieces all go together? Why aren't there any missing? This doesn't make any sense. Perhaps that doesn't matter.
Anyways, I'll write more later.
-Gilda