With the Dryad's mouth on my cock.

Two things became clear as I woke from my sleep.

The first was that I wasn't where I'd been the night before, I didn't wake to rocks and dirt. I woke on a soft bed of foliage, with a branch canopy protecting me from the sunlight. The second thing was a warm weight on my legs, both soft and oddly firm, and a wet warmth around my cock. I looked down at the Dryad, larger and more voluptuous in her breeding form. Her hair had fully regrown, even longer than before, a dark green with a wide band of yellow in the front.

"And a good morning to you." I closed my eyes to enjoy the morning blow. The difference a day could make was astounding; not thirty hours before I had been on the edge of ****. Now, I was well-fed with the potential of a future. "Where's Alva?"

I yelped as she pinched my thigh and twisted, a level of **** below my command. I looked at her, my pain giving way to amusement at her annoyed look. Her solid yellow eyes held more mystery than a human set, but the narrowed glare was clear enough. The Dryad walked her fingers across my thigh and then looked around with a hand above her eyes. Went to look around, is what I gleaned from the gestures. A groan escaped my lips as she wrapped her tongue around the cock in her mouth, a monstrous technique I could never get from a human.

I came soon after, the Dryad's cheeks bulging with the volume. She pulled back, sucking hard as she made her way off my cock. She pulled back, swallowing and smiling as she fell into a trance.

Remembering my oath, I let the trance expire. I reached out and pulled the Dryad towards me as she came out of it. She cooed, wrapping her arms around my neck, and rubbed her sopping cunt against my leg; her meaning was clear enough. I took her mouth in mine, grabbing her ass with both hands, and enjoyed the sensation of her tongue.

I caught a flicker of motion from the corner of my eye. A flash of red amidst the green.

I entered the Dryad, keeping half my attention on the distant figure. The Dryad rode me, sitting upright and setting the pace. She smiled mischievously, a glint in her yellow eyes, and began to shrink. My breath caught as she grew tighter, the color of her hair shifting as it grew longer relative to her frame. In the passing of a few moments she'd become petite, closer to her neutral form, with ass-length orange hair; a few green streaks still in the front. Her jagged smile became sweeter as her face changed and her eyes became different; they weren't human by any means, but it looked like she'd tried to imitate human eyes. A pale gold surrounded by amber sclera.

The Dryad tossed her head back, looking towards the figure I'd seen, and started playing up the pleasure. She made a show of it, sensuously running her hands up her body, trailing circles around her tits, and letting out the sweetest moans. The Dryad's cunt flooded with her viscous honey, a sign her play wasn't all show, and I gave myself over to the pleasure.

Our little voyeur, repressed and lovely, could wait.