One day a fair maiden went for a walk in the woods and began to dream things she didn't fully understand, but they had that delicious air of the forbidden about them and her heart raced just a little as she sat down by a tree. Her mother had made her promise never to go to the woods with boys, but it was boys that were on her mind now. She felt a slight wetness between her legs and wanted to give herself a little scratch like she did sometimes when she felt like this in bed. So she leaned back against the tree and hoisted up the skirts of her frock and put her fingers just there where it felt so good wiggle them about a bit. She sighed and closed her eyes. Then she felt something moving across her chest. Two twiggy arms were stroking her there and discovering her nipples through the cloth and then tugging at the ties to get it off her shoulders. The tree had come alive and was embracing her! Oh all those time she had hugged trees and now one was hugging her.
The woody knees of the tree were under her now and something hard was probing between her legs under her hoisted frock. She took her finger away to let it find her, the hardness of it pushing against her wetness and the twiggy arms pulling her onto it. And there it was, breaking through to be inside her - and if she sighed before, now she sighed and moaned so loudly with a pleasure she had never known. He lifted her off him then and removed all her clothing, becoming more human-like as she became more like a tree. They embraced and she inhaled his scent of woodiness, he slathering over her nipples and stroking the sweetness of her skin. But she would have him back inside her again and pulled him to her and their saps mingled and his sap rose to fill her.. ...
She went to the woods a maiden and now she is a dryad nymph embracing the trees no longer with her arms only, but with her legs too.
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