The Dryad - Part 1

Demoness clapped her hands. The room started to spin, shifting, making you nauseous. It was turning into green scenery and suddenly you felt like you are in the forest. There were trees around and even few rays of sun going through the canopy. You looked around but Carmen was nowhere near you.

"Don't worry." You heard a very soft voice. "Your friend is being taken care of."

You finally located a person speaking to you. She was a woman with brown and green skin, her shape almost perfectly blending in the tree that was behind her.

"I am A'yali. I come from the ancient dryads, one of the first ones." She moved in closer with every word. "My home, my world, my entire universe is this beech tree. You can admire it's majesty behind me."

You noticed that her hair were made of wildly placed dreadlocks, that seemed to move on their own. If it wasn't for her perfect figure, rounded breasts and everything exposed for you to look at, her completely violet eyes would creep you out.

"It's very pretty." You said. "Is this all an illusion, or what? Like how did I get transported into the forest? I was just in the chamber..."

"Questions, always questions. Your kind is full of them." She complained.

"You met humans before?"

She was close, very close, taking in your scent with her nose and inspecting different parts of your body.

"I met males before. Let's leave that tiny bit of mystery and indulge ourselves into pleasures instead trying to unveil what is around us."

She planted a kiss on your neck.

You stood there and accepted her advances without complaints, your only reaction a growing erection. She noticed it and extended a hand, massaging it through the fabric of your pants. She was skillful enough to find your tip and caress it while not turning away any attention from the rest of your shaft.

Then, she placed both of her arms on your chest and with a surprising strength pushed you on the ground.

"Clothes."

She said with commanding voice. You didn't argue and quickly got rid of your pants, underwear and shoes. The only thing you couldn't take off was your bracelet, still impossible to remove, still ignoring your ands and pleas.

You heard her say something barely audible when you were removing your shirt. Finally, being able to see again, you witnessed all of her.

In the center of what was before you stood still the same dryad you've seen before. But her hair spread now in all directions like long vines, surrounding you, closing both of you on some sort of plant cage. It seemed to still have its own will, always moving, shifting. Her eyes, previously covered in a dark violet depth were glowing now. With another breath some of the vines moved and wrapped themselves around your waist, lifting you up and close to the dryad.

"All of this... It is not magic." She said while planting kisses all over your face.

You felt like one of the veins was slowly climbing between your legs, and poked rhythmically, first at your balls, and then around your butt cheeks, getting dangerously close to the entrance of your anus.

"It's my reality"