Evergreen Forest Ch. 14

"Be a good pet pussy for me," Anna cooed, and the voice sounded almost as if it was in her ear now. Nipper could almost believe it. All she had to do was pretend. She shuddered, feeling...feeling Anna's tongue run over her lips once, feeling her lips lock against hers...pretend she believed, pretend anything to keep this pleasure...

For me.

For me.

For me.

Anna.

Nipper's body exploded in pleasure. She let out a garbled, "Aaaah," around the finger, bucking against the flowers, moaning and gasping as she could barely breath. She shook and gyrated against her bonds, feeling them dig into her, feeling hand pull away from her mouth and start manhandling her breasts.

She arched her back and screamed.

Her eyes surged open, wide with bliss. She saw the blurry form over her. The green eyes. Green, not blue. Felt the penis head beginning to enter her—right now, she didn't care what it was, she just needed something more than tendrils inside her, anything to prolong this pleasure—

For me.

Anna.

"See she whispered, leaning up slightly and bumping her forward against the dryad's. The color of magic filled her vision. "And hear."

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Nipper picked herself up off the ground, clawing away the last of the vines from her body.

She was still naked.

She was still horny as hell.

And while the voices had gotten quieter, they were definitely still there. The pollen had begun to reach its final stage.

But she was also pissed off.

She looked down at the cowering form beneath her. The dryad was clutching his pointed ears, his eyes screwed tightly shut. "S-so bright...make it stop."

"What's that?" she asked, a bit louder than she had to. He cringed from the noise. She kicked him in the side, glaring. "Speak up!"

He didn't say anything.

She spat—not on him, because that would be gross, but to the side like the Cranky One did. "See how you like being sensitized, jerk."

It would be some time between an hour and a year until the effect wore off. Long enough. And also, she thought, feeling a very strange emotion, not long enough.

Nipper had never known anyone worth hating before (aside from Arachne Girls, but that was more of a professional standard). But she hated. She hated this forest, she hated this dryad, and she hated the whole damn species that built its entertainment off of breaking people.

Fey weren't supposed to go for fey. Those were the rules. And who decided anybody should go after anybody, anyways? It made her feel sick. To think she'd masturbated watching Anna, a real, living person, getting raped by those nymphs for so many weeks.

She shuddered. The voices seemed much less keen on her now. Perhaps they were wondering what else she could do. Perhaps they just didn't have anybody else free to try and capture her at the moment.

For a second, she wondered about that. It certainly was a strange change of course.

But she couldn't afford to wait around. She had a job to do.

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Note: To be continued!

We're slowly approaching a close on Evergreen Forest, folks, and I'm excited. Stay tuned for Chapter Fourteen, in which we find out what's happened to Yilra and an all-new threat emerges to challenge poor Nipper in an altogether different way.

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