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The White Flower

Date: 1/19/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Drug, Male / Older Female, Monster, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Young, Author: JD Snow, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

size as it jumped forward, making its hellish noises become more shrill. Genevieve was horrified when the bird swelled in size, its cries now like the screams of a mad woman. When it was half her height, the bird lunged forward and Genevieve fell backwards, tripping over a root and landing on her back on the shrubs of the forest. She looked up at the canopy and at the morose sky beyond it. Genevieve lay there for a while, resigning herself to her fate, but when she finally sat up, she saw that the bird remained on the shore, cocking its head. She had a feeling it would not let her back into the lake. A sudden wind rustled the dead leaves around Genevieve, but when she realized that the sound was actually that of many feet moving through the forest, she stood and unsheathed her blade, heart beating in her ears once more. Something darted between trees. Another shadow leaped in her periphery. “Who goes there?” Silence lulled for a second. “Show yourselves!” It persisted a few seconds more. “What is it?” “Move away, move away, let me see.” Genevieve shook as she heard the tiny voices. Her eyes darted from tree to tree, branch to branch, trying to visualize the beings. “Just some bitch in white garbs.” “That’s odd, she don’t look like a dog.” “Not a dog, you idiot, a bitch.” Several of the beings scuffled around, and when they settled, Genevieve could hear their raspy breaths all around her. “So Brae was right. Someone did make it through last night.” “Explains why I couldn’t ... sleep.” “Look, look, it seems frightened!” One of the creatures squealed and Genevieve’s shaking intensified. She took a deep breath and tried to steady herself. “Cowards, show your faces!” Sickening giggles filled the trees around her, and Genevieve tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword. “Oh, come on, let’s get it over with already. I’m getting hungry.” “You’re always hungry. Herd of swine would suit you better.” “Quit your bickering! This one could be for the horse-men.” “No. Ain’t no centaurs around here, and this one looks older than what they like.” “Well then, let’s take a closer look.” Five creatures dropped from the boughs above her and Genevieve stifled a scream when she saw them. “What’s the matter, you ain’t ever seen an imp before?” The short creatures laughed, some holding their red bellies, others with hands on the curled horns above their heads. Genevieve waved her sword around. They were small. The tallest would have barely reached her chest. But the clawed nails on their hands, and the hooks on their tails told her she probably could not fight all five of them. Their eyes were upon her, black, watery eyes like those of a pup, and their gazes made Genevieve uncomfortable. “What are you doing in the woods, lovely dove, searching for berries?” “Virgin berries is what she needs.” “Is that right? Do you need virgin berries to tighten up your twat?” Genevieve grunted and swung her sword angrily, but the imp was quick, it rolled forward into her stomach, pushing ...