-When a Tree Falls in The Forest-
Chapter 1
I didn't think blood would taste so much like metal, but as she slammed my head into the oak tree stump that was the least of my worries the raw feeling of my soft flesh scraping the jagged surface of old wood. The violent motion ended, air finding me again, I felt her attack my bottom with her sturdy figure tormenting mine. Her tongue slipping its way into my ear, her hands snaking through the innards of my clothing finding their way to my chest, dancing her fingers down to my soft belly like a predator to its prey. "If you please, don't eat me.".
"I just need a few more..." *CLICK!*. "Shit", four hours in and I was already starting to lose my grip, stupid mistakes like not turning off the flash should've been obvious but I guess the heat was just starting to get to me. I just hope it doesn't take me another thirty minutes to find a deer again, even so, I gotta keep moving, scratch that I have to leave. The national state park doesn't allow for camping or even being here in general to this part of the area but I got too focused on chasing a herd and must've lost myself. I'm not sure why they would bother cutting this part of the forest off, especially when there is so much open area for pick-nicks and guests.
I'm not a... park official? Or whatever they're called. Judging by the distance I'm about... "Wait what the fuck?" I'm thirty miles away! "This can't be right..." I unpack my gear and check the map for any sort of explanation, but as I stare my heart fodders in fear as I'm so far away from the departing trail I walked on. "Impossible.", I calm down and settle on the hill I'm on currently, overlooking a good section of the park, the sun just about arriving on golden hour as the moon starts to take the sky.
I set up a tent but hesitated on whether or not I should set up a fire, the website stated that anyone found in this part of the park was to be fined two thousand and banned from the park as well. Extreme, but maybe there was an endangered species that lived around here? But the website didn't clarify any reasons as to why but... eh "who gives a shit" I'm thinking too much into it, "Occam's Razor, they probably didn't bother to write it because it would attract the wrong people.". In my thoughts my hands naturally built a campfire on autopilot, can't risk getting hypothermia, especially at such a high altitude with this wind ranking in, *ZIIIIIIIIIIPP* I let my body fall on the comfortable cushion of my blanket and sleeping bag. My stomach full of roasted jerky and trail mix, I let my muscles melt into my bag like ice cream left in the sun, my eyes flickering shut to the sound of wildlife and bugs singing as I sleep and cuddle my backpack.
My dreams grant me a spectacle of visions up until they all go black as if my imaginations just up and died on me, leaving me in a... what's that smell? *sniff-sniff* hey-what? Am I awake? "mhhhmmmm..." I can't talk, matter of fact my face feels slick and tight- I try to wiggle and move my limbs but why can't I? "MHHM-".
"Don't.". Wait, was that a voice? Just as I think that I feel strong arms pull me in deeper, the back of my head is forced in as my tuft of my hair gets entangled in a calloused palm and fingers. Panic fills my body as the claustrophobic feeling sets in and I fight my way to freedom from whoever is entrapping me, I wriggle and scream on the sweaty surface of soft flesh, and just as I get ready to get ready to bite my mouth is slid across into a round mound onto a nipple and instantly I become even more defenseless from the shock of it. "I told you to shut the fuck up.".
She ruffles my hair and leans in as I take heaving breaths through my scrunched nose and stammer a response that vibrates her tit. Must've made a mistake as she glides my head around her boob forcing me to slick my tongue on her sweat and filth. She giggles and rolls over and puts each hand on the floor, her eyes peering into me. "You know you're not supposed to be here right? Government property you little bunny...", Just then she plops her weight onto my chest, her head near mine she whispers "If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to hear it, does it make it a sound?".
"AH-!" I try to stifle a whimper as she comes and stuffs my mouth with her tongue reaching down to my throat. I heave as she violates the entrance of my esophagus, gripping my head her arms close in on my head she imprisons me, the wetness of her soft tender lips seal my own as she grinds her tongue on mine as I wrestle for control or what little I can gain from the losing battle, as the sun rises the inside of the tent illuminates and I'm able to see her features. She's Asian with a black ponytail that lays on the side of her neck, her skin smooth white but in the tent, it makes a nice soft orange from the light bouncing off. But before I can gather any more information, any form to gain a semblance of control, I start to see purple and black as my visions fade, the stars blinking in and out of my peripheral. Is this how I die?
*PWAH!*I suck in all the air I can as she recedes her mouth from mine, the smell of her breath gamely and sweet, drops of saliva pour from her mouth like slime as it slides down the sides of my face. My eyes recenter as she speaks once again, "What is your name?" "Wha-", "I said what's your name you idiot." She said with tired frustration, "Mason... are you gonna let me go?". She paused and took a moment, her neck craning to the side as she softened her gaze, "Nah.". She gets up and unzips the tent to leave but before she does she turns to look at me and grunts, *URRRGGGERRRTTTTPP*, her broad bottom gurgling a wet fart poisoning the air her polka dot panties blowing out like a sail as she laughs and zips up the tent to leave me with her fermented concoction of eggs & ham. From just the four seconds of ass air swirling from her fat butt she managed to make me heave and shake from the smell my eyes hurting from the sulfuric smell of her fart, I try to block the smell by rolling around but to my horror, I'm unable to even turn from the little momentum I can muster from the tight constraints on me.