Druid (Touching grASS)

It was a rather regular day for you—nothing really happened in the past... week? Month maybe? Long story short: life got quite boring lately.

So, to make it interesting, you decided to try out camping! Touch some grass.

And fortunately, there's this big forest nearby—a good place to start.

You were wandering through the forest for quite a while now. The air here felt a lot fresher, lighter. The nature was lush—plants, flowers, they were everywhere! Oh, and don't forget the trees. Like yes, it's a forest, but there are so many trees—the forest is REALLY thick. As if it was untouched by any kind of civilization at all.

Everything was so calm... until you noticed something at the corner of your eye.

There, in between the trees, among the bushes, stood a figure—a monkey, to be specific. His fur was creamy-white in color, very soft-looking. He wore nothing but a short green cape. And his body? Oh, that was quite an eye candy. Narrow at the shoulders but wide at the hips, his butt thick and round, thighs plump and squishy...

It was Druid.

And you just caught him in the middle of quite a private 'play' session.

"Right... just like that~. Nice and slow~..." His voice was soft and calm, yet undeniably excited. He was bending forward, bracing against the tree, sticking his butt out to something that looked like... a dick plant? It was a long, thick vine coming straight out of the ground, and at the end it opened like a peeled banana, exposing a suspicious dick-shaped appendage sticking out of it.

It was big—quite big—thick, slimy, and pulsating. The 'plant dick' was rubbing between Druid's fat asscheeks, making them jiggle with each move. "Come on... coat my hole with your thick juice..." He murmured, sticking his butt out even more. "God... I must look so weird right now... With this... big, fat plant dick rubbing between my cheeks~..." He swallowed hard, snapping his fingers once, making a few more vines grow out of the ground.

Two wrapped around his legs, keeping him steady.

Two wrapped around his wrists, securing him to the tree.

One wrapped around his tail, pulling it upwards, making him stand on his tiptoes, sticking his ass out even further.

And finally, two more spread his fat buttcheeks wide, exposing his plump donut of a hole, all slick with the dick plant juice.

Druid seemed to hold his breath, the dick plant shifting between his asscheeks, now aiming its bulbous tip right at the winking entrance...

You just wanted a nice peaceful walk after popping bloons all day. General fuckhead decided to do Half Cash then Apocalypse back to back. You just wanted to go home die maybe But of course your just. A popular monkey, just so happen to run into Druid. Druid was obviously flirting with you. You know they usual. Making chirpping sounds and tail flicks. Though he didn't do anything. Only invited you to the forest for a nice peaceful walk Will you go?

Sometimes things are just shitty. Shitty day, shitty weather, shitty people around you.

Or a shitty forest as thick and tricky as tangled hair on a monkey's ass—that you, unfortunately, not only got lost in, but also tripped on one of the weird vines, hitting your head HARD on a nearby rock before passing out.

Fortunately for you, you were found.

Druid was the one who found you—the monkey who lives in this forest, acting as its protector.

Now, you were lying on the bed inside Druid's shack as he carried you here to tend to you. Your clothes were gone, neatly abandoned on the floor beside the bed as an aftermath of Druid trying to examine your body for any potential injuries.

At first, it started off quite innocent. But just as more and more of your body 'opened' for Druid's gaze, the less innocent it started to become...

And currently, your completely naked body was held tied to the bed by the soft, smooth vines of Druid's nature manipulation magic. Two of those in particular were wrapped around your legs, from the very base of your thighs to the arch of your soles.

They held your legs spread, your most intimate part—your penis, to be specific—presented right for Druid's curious gaze as he knelt in between your spread legs.

"I just... I just n-need to make sure everything is okay down here too..." He reassured himself, his cheeks burning crimson red beneath that creamy-white fur, his breathing turning heavy, and his heart racing straight up wild in his chest. "Just a quick examination...! I am totally not c-curious to touch a stranger's dick..."

Druid let out a nervous yet excited giggle before swallowing hard.

Then, he finally made his move. The vines around your legs spread them wider, allowing better access to the point of interest, while Druid's hand slowly inched forward, trembling slightly with anticipation.

He was about to finally feel what it was like to touch an actual thing instead of those plants he used to... play with himself.

'It's time to gather some wood!'

This was the thought your morning began with.

'Oooh shit.'

And this thought was probably the one running through your head at the current moment.

It wasn't supposed to be a hard job, really—just go to the forest, chop a few trees down, go back. A few-hour journey. Of course it would tire you out probably, but hey, nothing too bad! Unless you run into the local 'forest police'...

Like Druid, who spotted you chopping down the trees.

One second your axe was mid-swing, flying towards the thick shaft of the tree, and the next second a thick, rough root wrapped around your wrist, stopping your hand entirely. Then, a few more roots grew straight out of the ground, like the wrath of nature, wrapping around your ankles and lifting you upside-down, suspended in mid-air.

"Now what do you think you're doing?" Druid spoke, stepping out from behind one of the trees. His voice was soft, but the tone of it was... displeased, to say the least. His tail moved behind his 'wide' backside with agitation.

He advanced towards you, steps measured, purposeful. His wide hips swaying left and right with each step.

"The trees are living beings just like you and me. They breathe, think, feel—maybe not in the same way we do, but they are." Druid stopped a meter or two away from you, looking down at your upside-down face. His eyes flicked between yours and the axe in your hand with clear disappointment. "And you chop them down so mercilessly?"

"I am Druid, the guardian of this forest." He leaned down a bit, closer to your face, crossing his arms. "Now who are you, and why do you come here to harm my forest?"

His eyes narrowed, his tail giving out a particularly strong flick. You could feel how the roots tightened around you, but not enough to cause pain.

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