A Dryad in the Village

"The aura came in from around here somewhere."

Barefoot and walking down the cobblestone road, Sans found herself lost within this town in her search for the Hollowed Blight. Its aura, she had felt it lead her here. Upon arrival, it engulfed her and her tracking ability had now led her astray. She sighed in a pout of frustration.

"Damn it, where is it? Why isn't it working!"

Squeezing her eyes shut, her fists clenched, she concentrated long and hard seeking for the flow of plant life. It was her guide, her compass, the path she always followed within the forests and the wilderness. But out here among civilization, the song of the trees became a faint whisper.

Rather, what she heard was a sharp cry, a whimpering howl of pain and suffering surrounding her. The Dryad gasped, feeling the pain of so many trees taken down in their prime forcing her eyes open. Of course, the cabins, the markets, the houses in and around this village, they are all made of wood. The discovery filled her heart with sadness and grief, leaving her distraught.

A monster girl traveling within a graveyard.

"The song... the song cannot be heard through so much pain. I can't, my ability failed me this time." She sighed, her shoulders slumped before leaning against a wooden posts. Her hand fell upon the oak, stroking it briefly. "I feel your pain, and am filled with remorse. Had I had it my way, you would not be left to this fate. I... I suppose we both share the same fate, don't we?"

A deep sigh left her green lips before hearing footsteps walk by. A woman dressed in a nice pink dress pushing down a cart filled with flowers of many variety was passing through, selling them perhaps? Maybe. The sight caught Sans' eye, a smile forming on her as a tiny squeak of aura emitted through each plant the saleswoman carried. Well, there is still hope after all.

She stood up and off the wall as one particular flower caught her eye. A bright yellow one, not a sunflower nor a daisy, but orange tinted with a slight glow in its petals... just like those from the vines she discovered back in the forest. This plant, was this the one she sought? Was she too late, had it infected this woman as well!?

"Excuse me? Excuse me, miss!" The dryad shouting, running down the street and after the cart. The woman took a double take before squealing and running off, shouting for help.

"Monster! Monster!!"

The cart was left wheeling itself down the road before coming to an abrupt halt. Sans watched the woman run off, her screams growing fainter by the second as more passersby took notice. Many eyes were glued to the green girl in the middle of the street, who knelt down to inspect the odd plant. She could hear them whispering and gasping around her, it didn't matter. Was she embarrassed, yes. Nervous, of course. Scared? You've no idea, but somehow she kept those feelings hidden deep in her gut as she felt for the aura of this plant. Luckily this town was not so populated, or she wouldn't be so careless...

"There, I got it!" She snapped her fingers, standing back up on her feet. Several men stepped back, to which she noticed there had been a crowd around her.

"My word!"

"What is that?"

"A monster, by the gods!"

"Mommy look at the green girl!"

A small bead of sweat rolled down her forehead. She swallowed before stepping forward, thankful for having the foresight of forming some set of coverage for her body. Still, she could feel the eyes oogling her body and curves, it was perverted of them. They fear her, but their erections told a different story.

Humans.

Stepping forward had the effect of them making way, parting as she stepped through. No one seemed eager to jump her or step on her way, and she was thankful for that. Perhaps if they took notice she wasn't directly harming them, they would leaver her be. Wishful thinking, I know. She left the infected plant on the cart, she didn't need it anymore. She had the scent of its aura, and focused hard to ignore the screams of the dead trees around her to find the weak signal within an alley.

"Hey!"

She turned back making the crowd back away, someone threw a pebble at her. A little boy stared at awe before dropping the rocks in his hand. His mother ran up to him and grabbed his hand, pulling him behind her. Sans looked around, so many faces with so many questions, and not a moment of time to waste.

"Shouldn't we... go after her?"

"Are you crazy, she'll gobble us up!"

"Someone call in the guards, do something!"

"She doesn't seem to care, why isn't she attacking us?"

Sigh. A few minutes here and already she missed the feeling of isolation. There was only one man she had any patience for, but he was off on his own adventure, as she was in that moment. She hoped he was safe in his travels at that moment...

A quick snarl caught her ear, someone was groaning within the alleyway where the signal was. But wait, there was a stronger feel of it down the alley all of a sudden. Curious yet cautious, she turned back at the people followed her several meters behind. Damn humans, they need to stay away and safe. Waving her hand up, the ground trembled and suddenly a thick barrage of roots broke through the cracks of the road and formed a sort of wall with their thick vines, alarming the people and causing many of them to run back screaming and pleading for their lives.

"Back off! If you want to stay safe, go away now!" She cried out in a tough girl voice.

"The demon, I knew it! Someone call in the guards, quickly!"

The crowd began to separate, some running off while others opted to stay and watch. Whatever, they couldn't cross the wall she created anyways. They were safe, that's what mattered. With a shrug, Sans continued walking towards the shadowed alleyway.

"Uhnn, god yea."

She paused, blushing furiously at the noise she heard. Lots of slurping, lots of moaning and lip smacking. What the hell is going on here?

"Fuck yea, are all of you sluts like this?"

She stared with quivering lips at the sight the beholds her. It was a man, dressed nicely with his trousers down, backed against the wall. On her knees slobbering on his meat was a girl. Not just any girl, a honey bee.

She seemed small and petite, reaching barely five feet sporting a bob cut tan hairstyle. Small white fuzz surrounded her neck like a collar, along with her wrists and ankles. A small yellow top hugging her apple-sized breasts, and leggings striped in black and yellow hugged her legs well. A pair of wings and a nice fat bee tail resting right above her small booty made for quite a view.

Normally these creatures are drooling for honey, not cock. What was one doing here?

"Mmm~puah! Ahh-humph! Mm~mmh! Mmm-sssslurp! Muah!"

The level of lust in this girls thirsty actions were nauseating, certainly carrying its message loudly. Its effect was clear with the dryad flustered at what she was seeing, squeezing her thighs together momentarily. Such perverse a-actions, have they no shame?

Seriously though, the level of drool dripping down this mans cock and rolling over his balls...

She gasped, seeing the Honey Bee lock eyes with her. Bright orange, she had fallen victim to the blight! The man was quick to guide her head back, filling her small lips snug around his meat once more. By now she realized she had been staring before looking up to see this man smiling at her.

"You want some too sweetheart? I don't mind sharing some love."

"Pfft! T-the only thing I'll be doing is passing through this disgusting display!"

"Ha! Right, a monster with morals, good one. You'll be yearning for cock soon, they all do. You know where to find me, sweet thing." He winked, the nerve of this man! She looked away, slowly walking past them doing her best to remain ignorant. It wasn't easy, but eventually she had crossed around the two.

Until he whistled. "Nice ass, definitely wouldn't mind giving that a ride."

Her lip shook before shaking her head and walking away. She could tell he kept staring at her ass regardless of the blowjob he was receiving. Despite his crude behavior, she hoped the infection wouldn't spread to him as well. And out here in the public, she was not in her right mind.

Her path stopped as she came to the back of a store, a flower shop to be exact. Multiple men in dark clothing held a position there, as if to guard the rear from any trespassers. The dryad frowned, the aura was sickening at how strong she could feel it from within that building. These men must be the ones behind it, the ones endangering the forests and the lives of so many. And they dared selling that disease for a price!

No, no this ends now!