The devastation in the Forrest

byJag22© Albert Zoo

Sandy was walking in the forest for about an 60 minutes, it could have been longer or myopic but it felt right to her.

It was a fond and a hot summer night, it felt excite and vivacious in the wood, the air was moist and dampness, the phone was vivid, may it be the bird or insect the orchestra was in full sound, adding to the prayer of being in the outdoors.

It was approaching gloaming but being a beautiful summer dark there was still abundance of light ....

Sandy was a beautiful 19 yr old woman, petite, sensual, blonde hair hanging to almost her shoulder, she stood at five foot three inch with nice perky bosom.

She was very daze to the eye.

The boys always looking twice to get a 2d glimpse of her dainty ass.

Her authority did n't quite cope with her natural sweetheart, she would prefer to wear tag courtship and rugby Jersey.

Sandy had a very humble advance to life, she felt at place in the forests and infantry hills surrounding where she lived.

She loved exploring these areas round her dwelling house, It was safe to say the timberland was Sandy 's element.

The light was starting to set, with a very amber vividness to the wood oceanic abyss, the colours crossed with a dark dark. The day was in its Twilight.

Sandy was alone in the process of doing the Barney Earl rail, a beautiful walk filled with native species. She had done this walk batch of times, she felt so comfortable in the fact she was here again today.

Sandy was about to terminate up her walk, head to the car and head home ... ..

She gasped and took in a heavy breathing spell of air, the air was unlike odd but also felt so decently ... ..

Sandy took in a big intimation again, the air was loggerheaded musky, and very penetrating to the senses.

Her sinuses were becoming blocked, she struggled for breath ... ..

Sandy was still in the wilderness, still on the Lapplander track..there was a impregnable mist, something in the lead ... ..It was a mix of perfume and she felt a strange plant vigor ... ..

Sandy was walking along breathing in the vibrant energy, it was a intimate energy ... merge with lavender and smelling erotic in the mix.

What is this Lavender fun olfaction ... she felt ... what is this energy her senses screaming..

Sandy walks on, the Nox appears, the forest becomes pitch black.

She's feeling odd, some variety of exotic poisoning. She sneezes giving her a firing from the pollen like message blocking her nose, she reaches around and takes out her swallow bottle has a boozing ....

Thinking she should be feeling terrified and scared, she realises she is the claim opposite with not a care in the creation.

She takes another drunkenness of pee and spits out some of the intoxicating purple pollen which is filling the air,

Panicking but excited she blows her intrude allowing her to breath properly once more.

Her view were consuming her, sexual thought process .... All she could think of was sex, being fucked, fucking, masturbation, being nude painting sandy was intoxicatingly horny.

She oddly starts rubbing her crutch against a soft decomposition tree stump, dry humping it ... .Sandy 's vagina was dripping wet, soaking her pantie she felt pressure in her bra almost if her breasts had grown. She was pure ecstatic.

The moon was now bright in the sky illuminating the Forrest Saul Bellow, Sandy breaths deeply as another blume of pollen like substance engulfs her.

She steps away from the log, showing a dark stain on her tights where she has been rubbing her self ! ... .Intrigued by the peak she starts walking into the wind.

Sandy felt drunk, to a greater extent tipsy in control but carefree, surges of ecstasy were filling her body, she felt so good, so alive and so hornlike.

Her tit rubbed against her bra started to commit her into sexual cloud nine, she felt care free, taking off her pack and throwing it to the primer coat. She takes of her hoodie and another wave of lavender engulfs her once more, what is causing this ? what could it be is it even safe ? ... she ponders.

Even if she wanted to run or escape, she could n't ... ... the pollen like stuff and nonsense triggered her key instincts, she felt wild, animated, like the out side creation doesn't exist, it was a bare thought and far away. She felt at home in the Forrest, easy in her nakedness, all she wanted to do was get hold what ever this was ... and where it was leading her.

Sandy walked for what felt like fifteen minutes or so, the flush were getting stronger they were no longer blocking her but rather energising her.

Sweating, but not the usual sweat, it was a type of lubricating lather, standardized to male pre cum and vaginal lubricator.

She was covered head teacher to toe, she knew she smelt absolutely devine.

She smelt like wild heyday and lavender, a veridical earthy natural smell, her whole eubstance was tingling she felt so good.

Her clothing rubbed against her, sending her into heavenly walking on air ... ...

As she is walking along the track starts to afford up into clarification ...

As she walks into the clarification, guided by the moon lit sky ... she sees a pit in the centre of attention, as her optic adjust in the attenuation moonshine, she notices bloom of lavender pollinating the night air, its the very blooms which enticed her here she realises as she longingly advances.

As she approaches the pit swayed by the strange blooms that are airborne, she looks down and notices the bloom is in fluid cast as well, dripping all around the pit. The pit was a mix of mud and a hopeful purple liquid, a day freshness purpleness lightening up the expanse and colouring the terra firma and surrounding shrub.

In the inwardness a pulsating flush, the heart, the driving force, drawing all to its wonderment.

Sandy was taken aback, she gasped in shock .... there before her eyes ... what looked like a slug, maybe a Snake crossed with an earth worm.

More like the Earth worm in the way it moved, but it was large, around four metres, long and almost a foot wide. It had a mouth, no dentition and one mordant eye, unlike a insect, it was very quick and exempt moving able to fend marvelous if it wanted and it seemed to care this ....

At the other end lay six tentacles, each about four to five m in length and around four inched in diameter, at each end of the tentacles where more mouth spewing air efflorescence and liquidity ... .ooozing ... dripping ...

The tentacles moved like a snake, and could facilitate the beast motion or pickaxe things up for its enjoyment or pleasures.

It was a giant star worm, with six hungry snakes coming flaying and lying in day radiate purple mud.

At this point in her mind, Sandy was about to willingly get laid it ... she was in its grip ... ..captivated by the lavender rosiness ... .completely subdued and wanting ....

The tentacles raised up to foregather her ... ..two reached out and sucked onto each one of her second joint, another onto her right breast. As it aggressively started to nurse her, she shuddered in pleasure, it started to suck harder and harder ... ..

She was fright broad, she felt like she was about to get consume ...

perspiration and gasping in seismic disturbance, she thought to hollo out as she opened her mouth, a onward tentacle seat and spits a liquidity into her backtalk, ejaculating a purple lavender liquid state filling her mouth and running down her face..

cough, gasping, spattering ... ... she swallows and appreciation in the thick liquidness ... .."oh my god this is Devine `` she yelps ... .a sweet tasting nectar, the best savoring fruit, but better.

Overcome by a composure feeling, a calm reassurance, she relaxes ... .As her shirt stitching starts to pull away..the ripping auditory sensation echoes across the forest ... her tit exposed to the moonlight..

The tentacles were sucking and ripping, thrashing slowly ... they tear at her shirt, stripping it straight off her willing organic structure and consuming it, leaving no trace ....

More ripping sounds cut through the night air, disturbing the once calm sounds of the forest ... ... her jeans are gone ... ... .devoured by another tentacle ... .naked and writhing she sees the remaining tentacles make quick work of her bra and panties ... ... a dominant allele tentacle rears up and eat up the small patch of haircloth on her vagina, dissolving all hair, leaving her pussy bald, a wet glaze of tentacle juice on her perfective pussy lip, leaving them exposed and glistening in the moonlight.

Sandy was left completely nude, her stage spread, tit erect, standing looking down into the pit ... .she was still wearing her hiking boots ....

The tentacles had left bruising on her thighs and bosom, the process of removing her dress was bumpy, however this was of no worry as she felt so good, she felt alive.

Her organic structure was tingling and she was covered in the unknown cum like exertion, her vagina felt extremely wet, she could feel it dripping down her thigh onto the ground ... ..she puts her digit in and tastes herself, it was foreign but Sweet ... she gushes, her juice flowing, her pussy throbbing.

Sandy looked at beast, straight into its eye, its mouth watering ... .his torso was throbbing, swaying, calling her,

she takes her bracelet, using it to tie her foresightful hair back ... ..as the blooms and liquidness child's play with her mind, making changes in her trunk, a lusting, a longing for something nameless, a deep surge inside her, she felt nothing else but the Inferno desire and the urge to be used as it and the tentacles may decide.

She enters the pit, slipping and falling, sliding to the bottomland, scraping her petite little ass and drawing stock in the process .... she touches her grazing, rake desegregate with purple goo, before she can feel the painful sensation, the beast is on top of her .... forcing its way on to her she submits as she wraps her ramification around it 's girth.

They kissed romantically, the wildcat now kissing her on the lips then neck working it s way down to her bosom, her teat swollen.

The beast was rough, it was full-of-the-moon of lust, she watched as it sucked her nipples, growing them to almost two inch ... ..how was this even possible ? Her innocent petite breasts bursting and her teat so large..

The beast was working its question down, inching closer to her bald wet gapping puss, she opened her legs a lilliputian wider and it went in hard like a pig into shit.

She was in unadulterated bliss, its worm sucked her button from its cowling, licking frantically, sending her into ecstasy ... ... she had never been fucked like this before ... it was skilful ... .the best.

After what seemed to Sandy like and eternity the animate being would ease on the ceaseless ravishing on her pussy ... ... .to lap up inside and around her butt muddle ... ..sometimes going deep ... ... .she arched her back and moaned uncontrollably, she was totally at the beast mercy.

the beast was only at the beginning of the courting, she was only playing with its main worm eubstance persona ....

Another tentacle approached and she started kissing and licking its mouth while the main physical structure voice continued licking her ass and pussy.

As she kissed its mouth, she lovingly swallowed the purple juice, it felt so sound, tasted so respectable ... she gushed more juices ...

She started licking the extra succus on the beasts tip, she embraced the new tentacle like she was sucking a big cock ... ... she knew If she stretched her sassing give to its maximum she could maybe take it in her pharynx, sucking it, her mind telling her that a stopcock this large would n't be very well-off, her trunk wanting it as deep as it could go. No way was she gon na let them the other large pecker like tentacles in any early yap either ... she thought ... ... but what a ignominy she mused ... ... She hoped the wolf was mental object on what it was doing ... .its tongue still deep in her pussy and ass licking her to absolute bliss ... ....

The beast pulled back, admiring the beautiful women he had, she looked back glowingly ... ... .not seeing but in divine X

Intuitively its was reading her mind, it knew she wanted to be fucked in every porta, every hole, hard and deep as it had planed, he had attracted her here, drawn her with the bloom ... ... It knew how to harness her lust, using sweetness and cancel desires, the blossom spreading pheromones ... ... a trap for easy pussycat sassing ... ..calling for deep vaginal stimulations.

He liked what he saw, he was happy, athirst for lust. He loved her taste of her vagina, he loved the penchant of all of her ... ..

Sandy 's pussy was dripping down her leg, she loved how she felt, the beast now reared up, standing grandiloquent looking at her, no longer tonguing her ass and pussy.

Another tentacle comes in, she starts to osculate and lick it as it pushes its way in to her back talk, stretching and straining her oral cavity ... this time almost breaking her jaw due to its girth ... ..it starts forcing its way down her pharynx, she struggles for breath, her eyes watering as she blows snot and day freshness purpleness goo out of her nose.

The tentacle pulls out blowing slews of purpleness juice down her throat and on her side as it exits ....

Her reverence dissipates, something to do with the day radiate purple juice again ... she feels calm air ... .She kneeling starts to kiss and lick the tentacle, the tentacle once more effort to throat nooky her, she can feel the girth stretching her interior as it starts pulling out .... only to let her breather. The girth of this tentacle reaching just below her titty plate, she realised she was taking in a at to the lowest degree foot ... .a invertebrate foot of swell up fatheaded oozing tentacle ... ..

The remaking tentacles raise her to her understructure, each mouth sucks onto her, sucking like they were when they tore all her cloth of.

This clock time all six were sucking on her, some were placate kissing softly, others were rougher, giving her passion bit, leaving bruise, the larger tentacles were rough, giving her dark purple welts ... .as the bit and sucked her ... ..It was unlike but she enjoyed the slim pain, wincing, morning, feeling really good.

Two of the tentacles start to snake around her legs, while another two pick her body and arms up ... ..wrapping around her tight, she can't move, her legs spread all-embracing undecided in sitting position..

She knew what was about to happen, her kitty was about to be fucked heavy ... she knew the girth - four or five inches of fatheaded tentacle, more than than a baseball bat more than a fist..

.The largest tentacle moved in between her thighs, she braced her tight wee snatch ... .she took a abstruse breather ... The tentacle did n't go for her puss but went straight into her ass gob forcing its way, stretching, opening her spacious ... She had never been ass fucked before ... .She was in pain now, it was hurting, this is wrong she thought, her eyes were watering. Another tentacle enters her mouth without warning, once Thomas More fright enters her thinker, she starts struggling but can not displace, the tentacle in her ass is fucking her roughy, going deeper and deeper ... ..She starts to panic .... the bombastic tentacle in her ass spasms and ejaculates day glow purple juice ... .deep ... .in her ass ... ..a deep vigour goes straight into her scheme, her substance is racing and the ecstasy is ten metre stronger than before ... .Her ass muscle start to relax and she starts to love such a declamatory affair in her, it 's an vigour over consignment, she starts to throw up day glow purpleness all over her tits and the ground ... ..The tentacle in her ass pops out ... .leaving her gaping and allowing the purplish juice to drop out onto the ground, her ass exposed gapping wide with the purple liquid oozing and high lighting her anal retentive cannel. Her ass stays open up the muscles slowly relaxing dripping juice to the floor.

'' Fuck my puss `` she begs shouting at the beast ... ..a tentacle punches hard into her pussy, deep, pumping .... the savage displaying that there is no tardily and easy ... ...

In and out, her pussy gets fucked harder ... .she's feeling her vagina walls stretching, it 's a nice flavour this time ... ..She 's been craving vaginal sex ever since she started smelling the foreign bloom ... ..The tentacle fucks her like it was a dick pushing in out in out, in and out ... .in and out ... it it slips out ... ..Sandy looks down at her lay waste to vagina gaping open, making no try to come together like it would normally ...., the tentacle slams back in filling to brim, up to the hilt ... ... She was stretched to the limitation, so big so powerful, in pattern context she knew she would be in painfulness and call for infirmary treatment ... ... Something to due with the purple succus, the day glow ooze must be some sort of healing drug she thought .... She notices the small contusion caused by the suckers have vanished all so.

The tentacles drop her to the ground, as she squats to get up globules of violet ooze drip mould out her anus, her pussy drips with juice and gook ... She takes a moment, sorting her ego out, getting her breath, she looks up at the worm and tentacles ... .staring down at her almost waiting for something,

... she smiles and with two deal scoops up some purple juice ... ..She fret it over her perky bosom over her thighs, pussy and threw her hair ... ..She gets down on all fours glowing purple, reaches around spreading her ass cheeks and showing her vagina and ass hole.

She looks the louse in its eye.

She 's prepare, the juice has turned her into a piece of ass machine ... ...

The tentacles start to circle at first ... ... like if the are eyeing up there prey ... ... one slams itself into her puss, another her throat and finally a large tentacle into her the ass hole.

She takes one in every hole ... getting fucked hard ... .slowly first-class honours degree then faster ... .one tentacle is sucking on her clitoris ... ..sending her into a climax.

The one in her vagina suction onto her g spot, she shudders in blissfulness ... ... The tentacle in her anus goes in so deep she feels impaled ... ..shudders ....

Her cunt squirts vaginal juice everywhere ... ... the beast erupts in transport ... .., filling every one of her jam with its day glow liquid ... ... she feels light source headed as the beast convulses ... ..she falls unconscious due to the energy over load ... ....

Sandy awakes with the sun rising, she is naked only wearing her hiking boots ... .looking down at her naked body, she sees she has no contusion, she felt great ... her skin was soft smelling of lavender ... ... She looks around ... .there was no sign of the beast ... ..no pit ... ..She walks to the discharge glade finds her camp and hoodie and heads base ... ..