Prologue
A cool wind filtered through the tall grasses in the clearing, a refreshing break to the humid heat of the rainforest that had been plaguing Jude on his hike in a deep forest in the Appalachian Mountains. Jude was a senior in his school, looking all American and fairly unremarkable. He was five foot seven. A splattering of freckles crossed the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were a soft hazel color. The teenager wore a white tank top and black Adidas pants, something easy to embark in a journey out into the wilderness.
There was one more reason than anything for Jude to escape the city, though... In his life he had learned one thing about himself. There was a sort of captivity when it came to society, follow rules, being bullied at school, being forced to the routine that did not agree with him. Some said that every child had a rebel phase, and this was it, he ran away to the nearest forest and embraced nature.
Jude's eyes surveyed the landscape and he continued on, taking pictures of almost everything he saw with his cellphone. The nature of it all was just so magnificent... and moist. Jude felt as if he was walking through a cloud, having the faintest rain soak through his hair and clothes, but because it was close to the same temperature as everything else, it was more like the faintest pressure on his skin.
As the hour passed, the sun shone harder and the flora changed, the trees were covered in thorn vines with bloomed flowers. Every flower was adapted for this heat and muggy environment. Some vine plants existed with just exposure to the wet air, while other particular thirsty plants collected water in pitchers, steeping the rain water for slow and steady consumption or even to lure in small animals to digest. Jude moved further as the aroma changed, and it was warm and moist like the forest, but musty and dank, spicy and earthy and savory all at the same time... It almost smelled like underwear after sex...
Jude backed up, coughing and hissing, thinking it may have been poison, but a moment later blood started rushing into his groin, his hardening cock throbbing in time with his heart. He licked his lips gently, beads of the vapour condensing on his lips. His pants tented more and more until his cock pushed out tighter than ever. He was so hard that it almost hurt... Jude fell on his knees, he tore his tank top before he dropped on his back and onto the soil.
"What is happening to me?" Jude was panting, breathing in and out deeper. Vines began to stir on the soil, before several vines erupted from the ground. However, Jude was focused on something else, the button and fly of his pants were dealt with before they were drawn down, his eight inch shaft sticking out, almost as red as his pants. It was the most erect he had ever been in his life and Jude looked at his rod with awe before he wrapped his hand around it, giving it a squeeze and a stroke. The sensation was so intense that Jude arched his back, shivering and moaning, his cock pulsing in his hands.
The vines erupted violently and wrapped around Jude's shoulders, gaining control of his arms, as they pulled his arms off and away from his groin. Jude protested and fought. However, he had no control, more vines wrapped tightly around his ankles. Jude called out, trying to break free but the vines started pulling him. His fingers dug into the dirt, but it was so well tilled it broke apart beneath them. The boy felt the cold loose earth closing around his feet, then his ankles and then his knees. He spread his arms out wide but he kept sinking. In moments he was down to his waist, then his chest.
Jude grunted, trying to use all his body strength to stay above the ground, but it was a loosing battle. With great force he was pulled downwards, his arms rising up. His head slipped down, his arms sank and soon only his fingers wiggled above the dirt before they too disappeared. Once more the field was silent, still and quiet with only the glow of the flowers and the fading headlights on the truck to light the field.
(In moments, underneath the soil)
"Ahg," Jude protested, his cock was raging, aching for attention he could not give. More pleasure than Jude had felt in his life ripped through his brain, burning synapses. "Let... me..."
{Do not... worry, boy} a deep voice resonated within him, while he arched his back.
"Who...?" Jude asked before the vines pulled him off the ground, lifting his body by pulling his arms on each side of the chamber's ceiling.
With shining red eyes, the center piece of the chamber was a metal-smooth green mask. The green metal would go all over the top of the wearer's head and it would cover the sides, but leaving the lower half of the face exposed. Two pointy long ears on the side. Beneath the mask there was a molded wood sculpture, that held the mask in place, coming twelve inch in front of the mask. Jude was focused on the mask, when suddenly an deep green essence came out from the tip of the long sculpture holding the mask.
{Don't worry, boy, I am not here to harm you..."} the voice echoed, and upon his voice Jude flushed, his nipples grew erect at once, while his cock stood out raging. His sphincter tightening and then relaxing, undulating. His black eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as he surrendered to the bliss it was bringing him.
