My name is Tina. This is the story of how I became the slut I am today.
I had just finished my sophomore year of college, studying bio-chemistry. I decided to eschew the summer classes most of my classmates were taking in favor of a backpacking trip across Europe. After securing my parents approval I bought a backpack, packed my clothes, and made the plane trip to France where I would be starting my trip.
Everything was normal during the trip there. I got the usual glances, and extra "security" pat downs. Not that I could blame them, I know I'm hot. I'm 5'4", with a 30D bust (pretty big for an asian girl) and a damn good looking ass. I always get compliments on my legs as well. I've never had a lack of male attention, not since I started getting some curves. That said, I'm definitely not a slut. Maybe a bit of a tease, but definitely not a slut.
So back to my trip, I got into France pretty early in the morning so after a quick call home I headed out. I stopped at the usual sites, flirted with some hot French guys, and ate the usual French food. The first portion of my trip continued in much the same fashion. I passed through Belgium, the Netherlands, Germany, then came to Poland. That was where the trouble started.
I came to a little town (I won't say any more on its location other than that it was near Poznan) where everything just seemed a little off. I couldn't put my finger on any one thing, it was just a combination of everything that made me feel on edge. If it was at all possible I would have continued on my journey, but the bus always stopped for the night there. I was able to get a decent room for a really low rate, which helped put me at ease a bit more.
That night I swear I could hear something between a moan and a scream, but it was far off and I couldn't be sure if it wasn't just my imagination.
The next morning I got dressed in my usual outfit of short shorts, thong, a tank top, sports bra, and my college hoodie. I headed out to the bus, expecting to get an early start as we had the past few days. Unfortunately, the driver was nowhere to be found. I headed back into the inn and inquired at the front desk. The manager told me, in rather broken english, that the bus had broken down and that the driver would be back the next day with the parts he needed.
With nothing else to do I decided to explore the town a bit. For the most part, it was like all the other small Polish towns I'd visited. There was still something a little off, but I'd pretty much began to ignore it. It wasn't until much later in the day, around 2:30, that I realized what it was. There were absolutely no women in the town at all! That explained all the stares I was getting.
I figured it was just some cultural thing, and with my mind placed at ease I decided to explore the surrounding countryside a bit. After hiking for about an hour, I noticed an odd mist or fog hanging over the trees in the distance. With nothing else to do, and another few hours to kill, I decided to go investigate.
Once I arrived at the source of the fog, I was even more intrigued. There was a very clear line of demarcation between the regular forest, and where the fog started. Being the curious girl I am, I decided to investigate further. Once I entered the fog I became very disoriented. I realized that I should have left a trail or something marking the way out. I wandered for what seemed like an hour before I came to a clearing. I walked out into the middle of the clearing hoping to find some sort of directions or anything really.
I found something, although definitely not what I was looking for. It was a large statue, about 6.5 feet tall. It looked almost like one of those gargoyles you see on churches, although with one major difference: it had a cock! I moved closer to investigate, intrigued as to what something like this was doing out in the middle of the woods. As I did I noticed that it was secreting something out of its cock. I touched it and my hand came away sticky.