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The Spirit of the Forest

After bragging to my friends about my survival skills, it would be cruelly ironic to admit that I was lost. And boy, was I lost. We set up camp very close to the vehicle, to the end of the jungle and the beginning of civilization. I could have sworn I was walking west, but my compass broke and I can't see the sky for the trees.

I tried in vain to find my tracks. It shouldn't be difficult, because I'm a bunny and my paws are big. I didn't want to show fear, but the truth was that I was scared. I also felt that someone was following me. Could it be the spirit of the forest? No, it was absurd. My father used to tell me the legend: 'The ghost walks through the forest and protects the creatures from destruction,' he used to say. I believed it when I was a cub, but I'm too old for fairy tales now.

I heard sounds coming from the bushes. I called out the names of my friends, knowing it wasn't them, perhaps driven by fear. As I approached, three birds flew out, screeching an insult. My rabbit instincts forced me to run in the opposite direction. I tripped over a vine and fell face first to the ground. Several things fell out of my bag, including the broken compass and pocket knife. I turned around and sat up, shielding myself behind my knees, and shed a tear. I thought of the terrible death that awaited me at the hands of some ravenous animal, some poisonous insect, or by sinking hopelessly into the mud.

Between the trees I thought I saw a light. It must have been one of the girls' flashlights.

"Over here!" I shouted, "Girls, over here!

The shimmering light got brighter and brighter. I realized it wasn't a flashlight, it was bigger. But what was it? A female figure emerged from the undergrowth, a reindeer with large sapphire-blue antlers. Her naked body was white, giving off a bluish light that made me hard to see her directly. She was a bit chubby, very tall, and her breasts, larger than mine, bounced with every step she took. Her white, pupil-less eyes shone brighter than the rest of her body. She smiled at me with a mischievous look.

I jumped to my paws and took a step back, but without turning my back on her. I couldn't take my eyes off that miracle. I was overwhelmed by her beauty. Suddenly, I felt something crawling along my legs. I thought it was a snake, but it was vines. Vines that slowly climbed up and prevented me from escaping.

"It is you, the spirit of the forest!"

The reindeer approached me slowly walking but without stopping, while the vines forced me to my knees. And they continued to climb. The spirit of the forest crouched in front of me and smiled even more. The vines dug into my shorts and rose to wrap around my hips. I felt my heart pound. The spirit brought a hand to my face, I wanted to turn it away because I was afraid, but the caress on my cheek relaxed me. The warmth of her touch was very comforting to me. I opened my eyes and looked into hers. I felt an inexplicable warmth. Her hand continued to stroke my cheek, then her index finger traced the outline of my wet lips. I opened my mouth slightly and the finger entered and caressed my tongue. Then another finger joined it. She pulled them out. A trickle of drool accompanied them until it shattered in two strings. The heat I felt increased. She brought her lips to mine. Without waiting a moment, she slid her tongue into my mouth and massaged mine. It felt sweet as honey, so wet, so big. How deep could it go?

The vines ran up my chest and wrapped around me in a tight but not restrictive embrace. The spirit lifted her body a little and brought her breasts close to my face. She knew what I wanted, somehow she knew. I had never looked at a woman with such desire, but of course she was no mere woman, she was almost a deity. I looked at her inverted nipples and licked them. With my hands still free, I began to caress them. Gently I felt their texture on my fingertips. When I squeezed a little, the left nipple became erect. I pulled the right one out and licked it passionately. Then I sucked on the left. The spirit made no sound but breathed more and more agitatedly. I felt the wetness of my pussy soaking my underwear, then my pants, until it became a transparent thread nurturing the fertile soil of the forest. In my mouth, her nipples felt like life itself, like the purest sensation my tongue had ever tasted. A light blue liquid began to drip from them, it must have been the essence of life that all the creatures of the forest suckled from. I can't explain how I knew.

I wanted to get rid of my clothes, but the vines now encircled my arms and tied them to the ground. The spirit understood and with a wave of her hand commanded the vines to tear my clothing. Now I was naked, but I could not masturbate.

The spirit stood before me and brought her pubis close to my face. From her sapphire-colored vagina came a moisture similar to her nipples. My tongue caught the drop before it fell. It was much more delicious, much more exciting. With her V-fingers, she parted the entrance to her insides and showed it to me before letting me taste it. She was beautiful, from her fleshy lips, to her swollen clit, to the way it throbbed, eager to receive my tongue. I was desperate. The vines now encircled and squeezed my erect nipples, while those below gently caressed my clitoral hood.

Finally it came close enough for my tongue to reach it. First I licked the length from her anus to her clitoris, trying to catch every drop of the precious elixir. Then I pushed my tongue in as far as I could. I pulled it out and back in. The roughness of the vines increased in parallel with the pleasure the spirit was giving me. I stopped and, still with my tongue out, dripping the precious sapphire, I looked into her eyes. She looked so beautiful from the height, from her superiority. And so impatient. She placed a hand behind my head and again brought my trunk close to her parts, commanding me to bring her to a climax. I did. I licked the clitoris that resembled the sweetest of grapes. Her compulsion, the trembling of her legs and the squirt that hit my face like a fountain. The vines also accelerated and I soon came.

When the forest freed me from my bondage, the spirit was sitting cross-legged, her face so close to mine that I could feel her breath, watching me with a tender smile. Then she stuck a finger into her still wet vagina and drew a symbol on my belly. The symbol manifested as a bright blue tattoo. At that moment, I felt the tickle that logs feel when squirrels climb on them. I felt the soft breeze of the wisp as it caressed the treetops. I felt the coolness of raindrops falling in the distance. And I knew that I was now part of the forest, that it was my duty to serve the spirit from here to eternity. We walked hand in hand. I never missed the city.