A New Home

As your eyes flutter open, you groan as you feel your sore pussy and asshole. "There, there," a gentle voice whispers to you, wiping a cold compress on your brow. As objects come into focus, you realize you are in a small cabin, lying down in a twin bed. There is a large, grandmotherly-looking woman sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling down at you. "I imagine you must be very sore," she states, her eyes full of worry.

As the images of the vines taking your body flood back into your mind, tears well up. "Oh, I'm so glad you found me; I thought I would never get out of there." The lady smiles down at you and pats your thigh through the sheets, "Of course dear, Auntie will always get you nice and clean afterwards; that's what I'm here for." A frown crosses your face as you try to process her words - what was she talking about? Maybe you should get out of here and just go home. You start to sit up, and as the sheets fall, exposing your full breasts, you realize you are still naked. You hurriedly pull the sheet up again. "Umm, do you happen to have any clothes I can wear? I promise I'll return them. I just need something to return home."

"My dear, this is your home now," the woman looks down at you like you're a little child. "Wh-what are you talking about" you ask as a slow chill of fear works its way through your body. "The forest has chosen you for its new mate; you can't leave now." You feel as the floor has dropped out beneath you. "Excuse me?" you ask, wondering if this lady has lost her mind.

"Dearie, let me explain - this is a mystical forest, and it requires a female mate in order to satiate itself. If it does not have one, then it will grow out and start destroying whole towns with its branches and vines. Believe you me, I saw that devastation firsthand."

You look at the woman perplexed, "But I never heard anything about a magical forest destroying a town," you stammer out.

"I don't imagine you would have; it was 350 years ago. My sister was the forest's mate then; when she ran away, the woods went on a rampage. Now, to make up for my sister's selfishness, I must remain here. I haven't aged a day past 60 for the past 310 years. I make sure that every new mate of the forest doesn't choose the same foolish path as my sister."

You lie back, staring at the woman in shock but can't help believe it to be true, especially after your ravishment. You find your voice, asking softly, "So what happens now?"

The elderly lady's face breaks out into a smile. "Now, I get you nice and clean. I'm expected to keep your body fit, fresh, soft, and smooth, and I will not shirk on my duties. Up you go. Don't be shy; I've already seen your bits."

You blush but stand up, after all, the tin tub in the corner with steam rising out of it looks so inviting. You follow her over and notice flower petals floating on the surface of the water. "In you go, dear," the old woman orders, and you feel her soft but firm hand pushing you towards the tub.

As you sink into the relaxing water, the woman states, "Don't you worry, I'll make sure you get the total body treatment - scrub, shave, and cleansed both inside and out."