# The Dream of the Woodcutter's Wife

Author: Scrub Pine
Tags: Cheating, Demon, Dream, Human, Male/Female, Monster, Mythological Creature, Ogre, Oni, Size Difference

A story about a humble woodcutter's wife. About how she goes alone into the mountains, and the things that she learns there.   
(Word count: approx. 2,300)

     Early one morning, Tsuru's husband was feeling ill, so with pack on back, and axe in hand, she headed into the woods alone. ­Half the bodies meant twice work, and by the time the sun was barely to its midday position, Tsuru was exhausted. She loosened the collar of her kimono as the sweat clung to the back of her neck. She cursed her husband, who always seemed to be too sick to go out into the forest whenever it was too hot, or too cold, or too rainy. And today, despite it's being an autumn, the weather was unusually hot, and the woman decided that she would take a rest farther on, where the wooded hills were shady, and cool.

 

     As she continued on a little way, shadows began to play at the edges of her vision. She told herself that this was the just the lingering effects of the morning's unusually strenuous work, but she could not help but think of the old stories her grandmother had told her when Tsuru was a young girl: about the fearsome _oni_ of the mountains.

 

     Her grandmother had often warned her not to travel too deep into the forest, lest an oni snatch her up, the same way they made off with many careless boys and girls! The old woman had even revealed to her, that the beautiful daughter of the merchant Sato had not actually eloped with her young lover, but in truth, had been taken by the devils of the mountains to be their bride forever; and all because the girl had been so disobedient to her father! The brow of the young Tsuru had furrowed with concern, and she then asked her grandmother why the governor didn't send his soldiers to go into the mountains and bring the girl back. The conversation had occurred along with a neighbor woman, who piped up in response to the youngster's question: "Once the monsters claim a girl for themselves, she will  _never_ come back...! For there's not a man in the entire province who _can match an oni's club...!_" Then the two old women laughed like drunkards, and Tsuru was left to wonder at the meaning of their words.

 

     Such tales had terrified the girl and been the theme of many of a vivid nightmare. But, Tsuru reminded herself ---as she heard a slow rustling far off the path-- that she was no longer a child, and no longer dreamed of childish things.

 

By and by, she found a shady spot with a soft carpet of moss. She still thought of her grandmother's strange tales, but they could not bother her now. And so, with no other thought than to take her reprieve from the midday heat, the Tsuru laid down and soon fell fast asleep.

 

 

Tsuru felt that she had barely closed her eyes before she felt a great surging rock the entire mountain. She looked around suddenly, unsure of where she was, for the colors of the forest seemed so different now, almost as if at twilight. Had she she really been asleep for so long? But, there was little time to ponder such questions, for at that moment, a grove of great cedar trees seemed to bend like grass in the wind, and through the devastation strode the largest man Tsuru had even seen... but not a man, an _oni!_  
      Atop the demon's head, was a crazed mane of blood-red hair, and two curving horns, like that of a buffalo. His eyes bulged and his wide, wicked smile was a line of tusks and sharp, jagged teeth. He wore no clothing over his dark blue skin, beside a pair of heavy brass bracelets at the ends of his muscular arms, and the skin of a great tiger girdled about his waist.   
      He seemed to be heading in some direction apart from her, but as the demon was passing, he saw Tsuru and approached her. The woman's first thought was to run --and run quickly!-- but her legs would not take her thither the spot, and her knees only knocked together as she cowered before the giant.

 

     "WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY MOUNTAIN??" the oni roared. " _DIDN'T YOUR GRANDMOTHER TELL YOU NOT TO GO SO FAR INTO THE FOREST...?_ "

 

     Poor Tsuru could only whimper in reply before the glowering demon. Realizing that she had no power to do him any mischief, the oni eventually took pity on Tsuru. 

 

     "WELL," he said, as he stooped down to meet her. "LET'S HAVE A LOOK AT YOU..."

 

     He bent a huge index finger and placed it beneath Tsuru's chin, tilting her face upward to look into his and breathed in through his huge nostrils.   
      Tsuru's big dark eyes were misty with unbroken tears, and her cheeks and nose had flushed red. Without moving her head, she looked about fearfully for the giant club that the people always told was the demons' weapon of choice, but he seemed not to be carrying any such thing.   
      The oni eventually bade her stand, and Tsuru obeyed.

 

     "I SEE," concluded the oni. "Y­OU ARE QUITE BEAUTIFUL... AND AN IMPRESSIVE ONI LIKE ME SHOULD HAVE A BEAUTIFUL WIFE!"

 

     At these words, Tsuru's blood ran cold. She wanted to tell him no; that she could never be an oni's bride! That she already had a husband waiting for her at home! But she was too terrified to say anything. Despite this, some unthinkable instinct must have been at work in her mind, for as the oni put a hand about her waist, she nodded. A broad grin broke out on the giant's face as and he swept her up into his arms.

 

     " _EXCELLENT!_" he cried. " _WE SHALL MAKE IT SO!!__!_"

 

It was then that Tsuru spied a vixen, watching the scene intently from atop the broad branch of a tree.

 

     "Congratulations on your wedding," she said. "I would have liked to be the bride of the great oni of the mountain. I've heard he is a terrific lover. Unfortunately, I am not his type."

 

     " _Wait!_" cried Tsuru, but the fox had already swept from sight.

 

     In her drab and frayed kimono that she often wore when working in the forest, Tsuru did not look the part of a newly-wedded bride, but the great oni did not seem to mind. He caressed her and began to loosen her clothing, grinning devilishly when he experienced some difficulty in pulling the waist of her trousers down over her ample bottom.    
      Tsuru's hands snapped to her waist, and pushed the hands of the oni away. But, instead of pulling her clothes back on, she found herself continuing to remove them.   
_     What am I doing??_ , she thought. But the thought went just as soon as it had come. Her focus was now on the oni, whose massive genitals had become swollen and erect. Tsuru stared wide-eyed, and from her new hiding spot, the vixen perked up too. The oni had the largest penis of any man that Tsuru had ever seen! The picture was like a dirty woodcut sold in the city. She reached down between her legs and into her little tuft of fine, black hair, dreading --but knowing-- what she would find. She passed her middle finger along the length of her lower lips and found that her womanhood was dripping wet; wet for the terrible oni and his enormous cock.   
_     Why does my body betray me for this monster…?_ Tsuru lamented as she bit the lower part of her mouth, hard enough so that a bead of blood arose on her plump lip.   
      The oni slid the shaft of his gargantuan penis up against her stomach so that it lifted up the underside of one of Tsuru's heavy breasts. He then pinched her already swollen nipple between thumb and forefinger, and Tsuru gasped. The woman realized that her feet were now at a wider position and she was di[gging two fingers into her sopping sex.   
_     What? When did I start doing that??_ But she could not bring herself to quit her vigorous masturbation as the oni cock pushed up between her breasts, waxing richly pink at the tip, in contrast to his otherwise dark blue skin.   
 Without thinking, Tsuru wrapped her lips around the cock head. Her fingering had now become wet and noisy. _Am I …? Opening myself up for this monster?_   
_     No!_ she told herself. There's no way she'd be doing this. It was just the wicked magic of the oni and the mischievous spirits of the forest working their influence upon her!   
 Tsuru slipped a third finger into herself and moaned through her full mouth. She looked up plaintively at the leering oni, begging him silently to release his hold on her.   
 The oni put a hand on her forehead and pushed her away from his body, although this was done with some resistance on Tsuru's part.

 

     From where she hid in the juniper bushes, the vixen licked her lips, full of envy for the human girl who had been chosen.    
      Presently, a white crane, who had been riding a cushion of air up from the lowlands, espied the four-legged voyeur and alighted down beside her.

 

     “ _Did you know,_ " said the crane in the voice of an old woman. “That she used to be married to the woodcutter?   
 The crane shook her head scandalously.   
      “The young people nowadays really have no propriety…!"

 

     The fox never took her eyes from the couple and waggled her hindquarters back and forth furiously.

 

     The oni had leaned back against a tree and beckoned Tsuru to approach him. She did, and even standing, his towering cock still brushed against the underside of her sex when she put her legs either side of his torso. Tsuru's breath quickened as any objection to the impending act swiftly fled from her mind. She wanted this. She wanted this more than anything!   
      She lowered her hips and her pussy pressed onto the apple-large head of the cock. The oni grunted. The fleshy halves of Tsuru's mound cupped the head, but only the barest amount of penetration was gifted into her overly-tight passage. Tsuru scowled pitifully, aching to have the oni fill her and push into her hungry walls. She tried again, with little more luck. It was unbearable! Knowing that such pleasure was so close but not being able to have it! Tsuru relaxed her breathing, trying again for a third time. But on this attempt, she did not forcibly squat down, and instead allowed the weight of her body to do the work. She felt the tip of the giant cock kiss her opening, just dipping in at first, and then exploring further as her tight seal widened around the beast.   
      It was like nothing she had ever felt! And Tsuru had to bite her lip and focus so that she would not tighten up around him and lift herself off. Tsuru sank down another centimeter, and the thick ridge of the oni cock pressed against her clitoris. Tsuru's mouth gaped, and the oni adjusted himself.   
 Tsuru realized then, the truth about the merchant's daughter that her grandmother had spoken of so long ago. How naive her child-self had been when she asked if the young woman would be rescued! What woman would ever want to be taken away from this?? To a child's mind, the great shadows of the forest were monstrous and unknowable nightmares! But she was no longer a child. She was grown, and possessing a grown woman's appetites. Thus, she realized, that these fearsome giants were no nightmares --had not been _made_ to be nightmares-- but instead, had been designed by the gods as the perfect gift for all womankind.

 

     It was revealed to her, that one day, when the great goddess Matsu looked down from Heaven, she beheld the labor and misfortune of the human race. And in particular, was moved by the plight of women, who, even as they toil alongside men, are further burdened by means of their sex; never finding rest nor reprieve until the day that they are laid into the grave.   
      Thus she took pity on her children, and created the oni to be reward and companion unto all womankind; to be their lovers and their protectors, and to deliver them from the toils of the stubborn earth and into a life of unending pleasure...  
      But the men of the human race raged against their perceived replacement And so they fought them; drove the oni into the hills and deep forests, and crafted false tales in purport of their evil!   
      Still, there are yet some woman wise enough, or bold enough, to seek out the gifts of the goddess. These are the ones who wander into the wilderness and are never seen again. But it would be foolishness to mourn them!

     All this, Tsuru now understood, even having only experienced a fraction of the onis' sexual power. How much more had the merchant's daughter known, with her _many_ husbands? In her wisdom, the goddess must have been given one for every day of her life!  A girl whose every moment of life thereafter must have been total, orgasmic bliss.

 

     And with these thoughts to her mind, her quick, shallow breathing became as an invocation to her true sexual nature, and Tsuru's pussy swallowed the head completely and slid down the oni's cock.

 

The woman's moans rang through the red and purple forest. Tsuru moved her hips and up and down, taking him deeper with every thrust, but always wanting more. Inbetween her pleasured gasps, there was the wet sucking of two bodies into each other. 

     The goddess Matsu smiled down upon seeing one of her favored children claim the gifts that were hers by birth, for she had a simple vision: while the bodies of men were made for toil and work upon the earth, such a fate was not good enough for the supple, yet spirited bodies of women. These were for giving pleasure, but always receiving the greater portion in return! And this vision would not be realized in the coupling of the human male and female. As a lady herself, Matsu was all too aware of this fact. No, her vision could only be realized by the majestic scene before her; as a demon cock stretched a human pussy beyond what its owner imagined was even possible. 

     The oni had since picked her up, and with Tsuru's legs wrapped around his waist, was fucking her without mercy. On her white skin, the blood rose to her nose and ears until they blushed dark crimson. The tender flesh around her hole that her new lover eagerly claimed over and over was even redder still.

. The former-wife of the woodcutter came over and over, praying it wasn't all just a dream.  

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