The air was warm, a gentle breeze making the long grass sway. It was the perfect day to be outside. I grabbed my adventure bag, left a note on the countertop, and locked the door behind me.
I loved to explore, and the woods right outside the back door were perfect for wandering. A few weeks ago, I had found an ad for a caretaker job, the cabin pictured was exactly what I had always dreamed of living in. I called the number and after a few questions, the woman on the other end told me I had the job. I got a phone call the next day giving me clear instructions to find the cabin.
I was nervous at first, especially when cell service stopped working. As I drove further into the mountains, I worried that the ad was placed by a serial killer or a kidnapper. I was pleasantly surprised when I reached the end of the winding driveway, the cabin was exactly like the picture, better even.
An elderly lady was sitting in a wooden rocker in the front porch, and she stood as I exited my car.
"Hello there, you must be the new caretaker. I'm Betty, I'll be showing you around the place." I climbed the short steps and shook her hand, "Hello, I'm Poppy, it's lovely to meet you."
She had a firm grip for a woman her age, "Follow me and I'll give you the grand tour."
She led me through the cabin, showing my all around. The main floor included the living room, kitchen, two small bedrooms and bathroom down a short hallway. Upstairs was a larger bedroom with an attached bathroom that had a jacuzzi bathtub. The back porch was much bigger than the front, with a hanging swing off to one side. There wasn't a regular lawn in the backyard, just beautiful wildflowers and dainty stone pathways, one of which led to a sizeable shed.
Betty explained that the shed had all the tools I would need to take care of the property, including a manual on all of the different species living on the property. I recognized most of the plants I had seen so far, so I wasn't too worried about reading the manual. After a brief explanation how grocery deliveries worked, Betty's grandson helped her load her luggage in the car and off they went.
In the few days that followed, I unpacked and figured out how to work the old computer to order groceries. The fridge was well stocked with fruits and veggies, and the cupboards had enough basic necessities I wasn't too worried about starving, but I wanted to make sure I had everything set up properly before I started adventuring. I decided that for my first adventure, I would stick to the path.
As I walked, I noticed how vibrant everything looked, I had never seen such gorgeous colors before. The leaves on the trees were a vivid green, while their bark was varying shades of rich browns. I spotted a few bright red and white Amanita mushrooms underneath the leaf litter, and flowers in every color imaginable were scattered all over. I could smell their delicate scent on the gentle breeze.
After about an hour of walking, I found a clearing just past a babbling brook. With a small jump, I crossed the water and entered the clearing. It was almost a perfect circle, with Quaking Aspen trees evenly spaced around the edges, it kind of looked like someone had planted them. I set down my bag and pulled out a sandwich, this was the perfect spot for some lunch.
After eating, I decided to enjoy the sun a little, so I stretched out my legs and laid back, closing my eyes. It had been a long time since I was able to relax like this.
I dozed off, waking with a jolt when something brushed across my face. I opened my eyes to see a swarm of bugs, or what I thought to be bugs. As they moved around, I thought they looked like tiny humans, but they were brilliant shades of greens, blues, and purples. When one of them landed on my leg, I sat up to get a closer look. It was definitely a tiny humanoid! Her skin was deep violet, her hair just a few shades darker, and her wings a shimmery lavender color. She was exquisite, and completely naked! A few more had joined her, and I stared in complete fascination as they strutted up and down my legs.
I couldn't understand what they were saying, it was a strange, tinkling language, almost like bells or the sound a drop of water makes in a puddle. I was so distracted by the tiny figures on my legs, I didn't notice what the rest of them were doing until I felt them tugging on my shirt. I looked down at my chest to see dozens of them pulling upwards in an effort to remove it. I laughed and gently brushed them away. A few of them flew towards my face, shaking their fingers as if to scold me. I laughed again, and they flew back down to keep pulling on my shirt. I tried to brush them away again, bur my arms wouldn't move. I tried to stand up, but my legs wouldn't move either! Dozens of the tiny creatures were holding me in place.
The creatures on my legs started pulling off my shoes. I wanted to kick them off, but I could barely move at all. They made quick work of undressing me, and I was soon as naked as they were. Their tiny feet tickled my bare skin, and I wanted to squirm as they danced all over me. I felt them tugging on my hair and shoulders, and I was soon laying down again, my head propped up by my bundled clothes. I watched as a trio of green-skinned figures flitted up to my breasts. One of them reached down and grasped my nipple firmly, and then with all his might, yanked upwards. I yelped in surprise, it didn't really hurt, in fact it felt kind of good.
More of them fluttered around my breasts, and I could only watch as they perched around my nipples, taking turns pulling, and pushing, and twisting. I cried out after a particularly viscous tug, and a few of them gathered around my face again. A pale blue woman stroked my cheek for a moment, before flying down to land on my stomach. She walked slowly downwards, stopping right at the edge of my trimmed bush. She giggled, jumping up and down and clapping her hands. I was confused by the strange display, what was she so excited about?
A few others flocked to her, and then my legs were forced open, bending at the knee until my feet were tucked against my bottom, leaving me fully exposed. A thin pink-hued male flitted between my legs until I could no longer see him. But I certainly felt it as he squirmed his way inside of me. I had never had sex before, only gotten myself off as needed, and he was soon deeper inside of me than my fingers had ever reached. My attention snapped back to my breasts with a sudden lack of sensation. All twisting and pulling had ceased, and tiny tongues were busy licking me all over. There must have been some sort of aphrodisiac in their spit, because each lick left a tingling trail behind, my skin was growing more sensitive with each passing second.
A few of them flitted downwards, alighting around my vulva. I felt a slight pressure at my opening, and then the one inside of me was sliding out. He clambered up to my stomach, using my clit as a stepping stone, sending a shock of pleasure through my body. The others flocked to him, cleaning him off with their tongues and speaking in that strange language of theirs.
