FSE

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Author’s Note: Happy Thanksgiving! This was super fun to write, and kind of just poured out of me. Enjoy a holiday treat of a woodland orgy, courtesy of some supernatural possession. Happy Hypnovember Day 19!

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You’re running through the forest on a chilly autumn morning. Leaves crunch beneath your sneakers as you glide over rocks and gravel. The cool wind stings your bare legs. Your headphones died ten minutes into your run, so your soundtrack this morning is birdsong and the sound of wind rustling the leaves on the trees.

You round a corner and see the trail fork in two different directions. Normally, you head to the left, run the three miles around Lake Overstreet, then circle back the way you came. Today, however, you decide to try something new and take the path to the right.

After about one hundred feet, the trail narrows, and the gravel gives way to rocky dirt. You slow your pace just enough to be able to keep your balance as you navigate the gnarled roots. The path winds in tight curves until you see a massive ravine appear on your right. With the crimson and golden hues of autumn as a backdrop, you feel like you’re looking at a painting.

You see a wooden bridge some distance away that seems to cross the ravine, but the trail leads away from the bridge, not towards it. You give it about half a second of thought before you abandon the trail and hike through the underbrush over to the wooden bridge.

It stretches in front of you, so long you can’t see the other side from here. You look over your shoulder at the path back toward the trail you flattened in the underbrush. Doubt nagged at you as you turned back to the bridge. What if it wasn’t being maintained anymore? Maybe that’s why the trail didn’t come this way.

Something draws you forward and pushes the doubt from your mind. You take the bridge at a walk, careful to feel out any soft spots before putting your full weight into a step. You stop to look over a railing at the ravine that stretches hundreds of feet below you. When you turn back to resume your walk, you’re startled by the presence of a nondescript glowing silhouette standing in front of you.

“What the hell?” you say out loud as you study the glowing figure.

“We are Kolyat,” the creature responds in a voice that sounds odd to you, like it’s made up of thousands of voices blended into a singular sound.

You cock your head to the side as your ears perk up. “Kolyat?” you repeat. “I’ve never seen anything like you. You don’t have a face.”

“Kolyat have no corporeal form,” the creature says to you. “We took this form for your comfort.”

Confusion sets in deeper as the creature continues to speak to you. “What do you want from me?” you ask. “What are you?”

“We are Kolyat,” the creature repeats. “We wish to know what it is like to experience flesh.”

“And how exactly would you do that?” you ask with skepticism.

The creature glows and hums softly, almost as if it were a living, breathing entity. “We would occupy your body,” it says.

You shake your head and try to back away, but you back into the railing instead. “I wasn’t offering my body,” you say quickly as fear creeps up your spine. The creature blocks your path back to the trail, and you’re not sure what’s at the other end of this bridge.

“We can offer a trade,” it says to you. “The Kolyat are the Keepers of Knowledge. We can answer any question you have about anything in exchange for occupying your body.”

You consider the offer. “What would you do with my body while you occupied it?” you ask. “And what happens to me while you’re in there?”

“Your consciousness will still exist in the background,” it explains. “Ours will exist in the foreground. We will make all decisions and have power over your limbs, but you will be aware of everything that happens with your body.” It pauses, and you notice the glowing intensifies slightly. “We will experience flesh while occupying your body.”

You pause. Should you let this thing possess you? You’re not sure, but you know you can’t get back to the trail without getting past it, and you’re not sure it won’t turn hostile if you try to flee. What if you say no and it possesses you anyway? At least if you agree to it, you’ll get an answer to the universe.

Finally, you nod your head. “I agree to this trade,” you say.

The creature glows brighter and brighter until the light blinds you. You squeeze your eyes shut and shield your face from the intensity. You feel a rush to your head, and you lose your balance and fall to the ground.

You try to push yourself up, but you can’t move your arms. You can feel the dirt beneath your fur, but you can’t get your limbs to respond to your commands. Your eyes blink open, and you can see the bridge again.

There’s another presence in your head with you. You can’t see them or hear them, but you can feel them. You realize it must be the Kolyat, and they must already be in control of your body.

You feel your paws running up and down your body. You strip off your clothes and leave them in a pile on the bridge, and you stand proudly on the bridge as the cool air sends chills down your spine. As your paws continue to explore your body, you feel a sharp sting of excitement as one glides over the length between your legs.

The other presence in your mind buzzes loudly as your paw returns to your shaft. You begin to stroke yourself curiously. The buzzing intensifies as your cock grows harder and lust begins to flood your neural receptors. You’ve never experienced anything like this before; you feel the heady desire growing in your own body, and you feel the pressure building in your abdomen as your paw grips your shaft and glides up and down, but you also feel helpless because you have no control over what’s happening to you.

Something pokes around in your memory. You try to shut them out, but it’s useless; you’re trapped in this one room in your mind while they can roam anywhere they want. They found the memory they were looking for, and your free paw cups your balls as your other one tugs on your shaft.

Moans freely flow from your throat and join with the early morning birdsong. You worry that someone might overhear you, but there’s nothing you can do to stop yourself. You feel your balls tighten in your paw, and the pressure in your abdomen intensifies until it bursts. Your hips buck wildly into your hand as your cum freely sprays out onto the wooden rails of the bridge.

You’re trying to catch your breath when you see your own cum-covered paw make its way up to your muzzle. You sniff it, then plunge your fingers into your mouth. The salty-sweet substance slips over your tongue and down your throat, and you feel your cock twitch in excitement again.

You hear slow clapping from the direction of the trail, and your head swivels over to see a wolf standing some distance away. You feel something poring over your memories again as your head cocks to the side curiously.

“Enjoy the show?” It’s your voice calling over to him, but you don’t recognize the confidence in your tone. Whatever memory they were looking for, they found. “Want to help me with the next production?”

Embarrassment overwhelms you as the wolf audibly chuckles. You’re surprised when you see him jog over the flattened path you left. You meet him at the end of the bridge.

He towers over you, and his broad chest and bulging biceps glisten with sweat despite the weather. The morning sun reflects off his golden coat, and you notice he has a paw down the front of his pants. You feel your mouth water as your eyes fixate on his bulge.

Without another word to him, you feel yourself drop to your knees. He slips the waistband of his pants over his narrow hips, and his long, hard cock sways in front of your face. You grip the base of his length in your paw and run your tongue up the length of his shaft.

In your isolated space in your mind, you feel yourself protest this action. You don’t know this man, and anyone could walk by. You can’t just fuck everyone out for a run this morning.

As you swallow his length and cup his balls, you hear a faint buzzing. It grows louder and louder until you can’t hear your own thoughts over it. Without the ability to think, all you can do is focus on the sensations running through your body.

The wolf grips your head roughly as he fucks your face. You feel your own cock throbbing between your legs as you gag on the wolf’s length every time he bottoms out against your throat. Lust overwhelms you, and you feel yourself longing to taste his cum, to know if it tastes the same as yours.

You hear a twig snap, and your eyes fly open. You see a tall lion wearing a dark t-shirt and loose shorts. He rubs the growing tent in the front of his pants as he moves to get a better view. The wolf and the lion seem to have a wordless exchange because the wolf pulls himself from your mouth and pushes you down onto your front paws.

With your ass now in the air, you feel the wolf reposition himself behind you as the lion steps up and drops his shorts to his ankles. His cock is shorter but thicker than the wolf’s, and he slides it into your waiting mouth with a deep groan. At the same time, you feel the wolf push past your tight entrance. You yelp and moan as the wolf buries his entire length inside of you, but the sounds are muffled by the lion’s girth as it stretches your throat.

The two men find a rhythm as they fuck you. Neither is gentle, and you feel a thick line of drool dangling between your mouth and the ground. The buzzing sound seems to pulsate in time with the throbbing of your cock, and you find yourself desperate to have it attended to.

You try to wrap a paw around your shaft, but as soon as you lift it off the ground, you lose your balance. The lion growls at you and roughly lifts you back into the right position. He slams his length back down your throat with a grunt.

Right near the edge of the trail, you see a flash of rusty-colored fur. You catch the scent of a new set of pheromones as the wind gently blows past. Creeping through the underbrush, you see him: a small, lean fox wearing short shorts and a tank top. The two of you lock eyes, and you feel yourself silently begging him to join you.

He moves forward and draws the attention of the other two men. They watch him curiously as he crawls underneath you. You feel his paw wrap around your cock, and you moan loudly around the lion’s shaft. The feline man growls and starts fucking you harder as the fox swallows your length in one gulp.

The sensations overwhelm you as the three men work you over. You’ve never been in this position before, and you find yourself craving even more. You feel the familiar pressure rapidly building in your abdomen, and you buck your hips up toward the fox’s mouth as you reach your tipping point.

The vulpine man swallows you to the hilt just in time. You buck wildly as you spray ropes of hot, thick cum against his throat, and you whine as he swallows around your sensitive shaft. The wolf roughly grabs your hips to still you as he thrusts faster and faster. With a loud groan, he buries himself firmly inside of you, and you feel him spasm and twitch as hot cum fills your ass. You feel it dripping out of you as he pulls his cock from inside of you. The fox finishes cleaning the cum off your shaft when the wolf grabs him and directs him over to his own cock.

You reposition yourself into a seated stance, and you move a paw up to cup the lion’s balls. He moans as he grips the back of your head firmly in his paws. As you fondle his balls, you feel them begin to tighten, and his breathing grows shallow. Your tongue hungrily laps at the underside of his shaft as he slams himself down your throat one final time.

You feel the first rope of cum slide down the back of your tongue, but then he pulls his spurting cock from your mouth to spray the remaining load on your face. You wipe the cum from your eyes with the back of your paws right before he slips his softening length back into your mouth for you to clean him.

You swirl your tongue over his cum-covered cock and greedily swallow every salty-sweet drop. You look over to the wolf and the fox to see that their cleaning has turned into another blowjob as the wolf’s cock stood fully hard again. You feel your own length hardening between your legs again as you watch the wolf ease the fox’s mouth down over his knot.

The lion steps away from you, and you climb to your feet. You pad over to the fox and gently lift his hips until he’s on his hands and knees. He raises his tail to expose his tight entrance to you, and you press yourself into him without another word.

The buzzing in your head grows even louder as you thrust in and out of the vulpine man beneath you. You wonder for a second how long you can keep this up, but the thought is quickly drowned out by the buzzing. You don’t remember what it was like to have control over your own body anymore, and frankly, you’re not sure you’d want control back if it was offered to you. It’s so easy to sit back and just enjoy the sensations as they roll in.

You thrust in and out of the fox mindlessly, lost in the way his muscles grip your cock. You don’t know how flesh-havers ever stop fucking each other; it feels so unbelievably good, you just want to keep doing it until your body gives out.

You feel the lion step up behind you and press himself against your ass. You relax long enough for him to slide his thick, hard cock inside of you as you slide yours back into the fox.

You don’t know what you’re going to do when these men finally move on with their days, but for now, you’re content to let them use every inch of your body for their pleasure. The buzzing grows even louder as pleasure pulsates throughout your body. You think you’ve become one with the Kolyat now; their goals are your goals, and their desires are your desires.

Lust vibrates around you in tune with the buzzing. You feel the familiar pressure building in your abdomen as you continue to thrust in and out of the fox while the lion thrusts in and out of you. You briefly wonder if this is what your purpose is in life – to be fucked and sucked and stuffed indefinitely – and the buzzing pauses long enough for a voice to whisper yes.