I found myself walking barefoot along a jagged path, with walls of rocks to my left and a fiery abyss to my right. The heat which surrounded me was making my body sweat, with beads forming on my skin, making it glisten in the glow of the flames. I was wearing a long, clear satin gown that seemed to flow effortlessly, it moved with my body, so soft and weightless like a feather. My body was visible through the fabric as it moved beneath it, seemingly also different. I felt extremely sexy and strangely aroused as if my body was yearning for something.
My buttocks felt firmer, and my legs were smooth, stretching before me in long, graceful strides. My bosom bounced beneath the dress, swaying in a rhythm that was timed perfectly with each step. They were much bigger, with my large areoles visible and my pert nipples poking into the fabric. My hair was a mass of swirls which cascaded behind me, wild and long. The colour of fire, a hot red and deep amber mixed with a hint of sunburnt blonde, a blanket which followed as I moved. I felt powerful, like I was no longer human, but something more.
As I neared the end of the path, the darkness became thick, as though it was looming over me, a shadowy eerie darkness which covered everything. Within the darkness, I could see the faint flicker of flames. As I drew closer, I could see large spears which had flames burning from them. Chains hung on the rocky walls, with skeletons of creatures hanging from them, skulls and various bones littered the ground. A shudder of fear crept through me as goosebumps rose all over my body. My heart was now racing as it thumped hard in my chest.
Finding myself looking into the mouth of a dark cave, I stopped for a moment, standing still as I stared into it. The darkness seemed to call me, as though there was something inside that it wanted me to see. I felt the force of something pulling me, making me wonder closer. My body tingled inside; an aching followed by a slight dampness between my legs. The unmistakable surge of excitement fluttered inside, as though fingers were lightly touching me under my dress. The feeling was enough to persuade me to continue.
Stepping over the mass of bones which scattered the entrance, I slowly moved forward. My eyes fixed on the darkness, which seemed to lead nowhere. It just went on and on. I could smell something. It was a deep, earthy smell of musk and dampness. I felt myself shaking slightly, but I cautiously continued. The smell got stronger with each step as I walked deeper and deeper into the cave. Along with the earthy musk that filled the air, there was now the smell of blood and death. A feeling of pain and suffering surrounded me for a moment, it made me freeze.
I could see that all around me were stains in the gravel and dirt, of blood and scrapings from nails being dragged through it. Perhaps from something trying to get away. I told myself they were from animals. Perhaps a fox or deer had ventured into the cave, unable to escape the creature which claimed it. I wanted to believe that the cave was not terrifying and that the bones and scrapings were that of animals. Though deep down I knew they were from humans, skeletons left to rot over time, leaving an eerie feeling within my stomach. The reality was horrifying, yet I still did not stop.
Seeing more flames ahead, they lit up what lay before me. I could see there was a huge steaming pool, the water so clear I could see the bottom. It was breathtakingly beautiful. With a small waterfall at the far end, the sound of the falling water was so peaceful, along with the steam from the pool which filled the air. As I neared the edge, I leaned down to touch the water; the heat felt so wonderful. It smelt so clean and fresh, and the warmth was so welcoming. My fingers dipped into it; the soothing feeling travelled up my arm as if trying to lure me to enter it completely. The draw to obey and slip into the pool was so strong. Tempted, though, I pulled away, somehow knowing I was not here for that, not yet anyway.
Standing, I moved my gaze to see what else was around, longing to know where the cave led. Slowly moving from the pool, I headed over to what looked like an enormous bed. As I moved over to it, the size made me gasp. It was the size of a stage, with fur blankets sprawled messily over it. The furs were so soft as I touched them. My fingers smoothed over their surface, feeling they still had a hard warmth to them from being led on. As I walked on, I realised that the mess of the bed, along with the warmth, was a clear sign of someone or something having not long woken from it.
Continuing past the bed, the cave opened up. I could see the brightness from the moon shining down through splits within the rocks. As my eyes moved to look beyond the otherwise darkness that surrounded me, I saw a figure. A large figure, their silhouette just visible within the moonlight. As I focused my eyes, trying to make out if it was real, it suddenly turned. The ground under my feet churned from the sudden booms of its feet. I felt their eyes looking at me. I stood frozen, staring as the figure moved towards me.
The moonlight lit up enough for me to see the giant horns which adorned his head, with a mass of hair which enveloped them. Blowing wildly from the wind, which howled through the cave. It was the wind which had carried the scent I had smelt, the musky, earthy scent I knew now was from him. I could see his face; he was breathtaking. His large eyes were like diamonds, their green glow with the darkness of his pupils, they were mesmerising. His cheekbones were high, along with a square jaw, which looked as though he had been carved from stone. He was utter perfection.
My eyes were now drawn to his huge body. I could see he was not human. His face was that of a human man, though his body was not. It was something different, something from a fairytale. His body was huge, beast-like, yet incredibly alluring. With a swollen chest, which was just pure muscles, he looked fierce. His veins were visible as his muscles swelled with each breath he took. Broad shoulders, leading to his wide-set arms, and his hands were also massive. Each one was so big they could easily crush me.
Each finger was laden with a claw that looked as sharp as a razor, capable of slicing through flesh with no effort at all. He was a giant. Seeing him stand before me, I noticed on his firm waist he was wearing a loincloth, which hung over his private area. The way the fabric was sat over him; it was clear he was aroused. My eyes marvelled for a moment, picturing the splendid sight that was hidden behind it.
His muscular thighs were on either side, leading to his large bare feet. I felt his stare intensify as I moved closer to him. It was as if he was pulling me closer, using an invisible rope. Now standing in front of him, barely a foot away, I looked up; he towered over me, and I barely reached his chest. Standing there, unsure if I should speak, but sure that if I tried, no sound would come out.
"Why are you here?" he boomed. His loud voice made me cower and cover my ears as it echoed throughout the cave.
His tone was terrifying. Before I could speak, he grabbed hold of me with his giant hand. His sharp claws surrounded me as he held me tight in his grasp. Lifting me to his face, his eyes narrowed as he looked at me fiercely.
"You dare come in here. Who are you?" he growled, showing his fangs.
Despite his terrifying look, he was still breathtaking. Feeling my body shaking within his fingers, his eyes soften, instantly changing his face. I was in awe. I'm left staring, no longer feeling scared, he was also staring at me. Our eyes meet, our stare so intense. For that second, it was as though he was trying to talk to me, silently entering my mind. I could feel him and hear his thoughts, which were confused and intrigued by me.
"Mmm, you are different. Who are you?" he snarled.
Despite his eyes softening, he still seemed unfriendly, guarded and ready to tear me apart if he so chose.
"Ariel" I muttered quietly.
Feeling helpless within his grasp, thinking he could kill me any second, though something was telling me he wanted me alive. He carefully placed me on his bed with the soft fur blankets around me as I fell back. I hadn't noticed him move, too focused on his face to look away or be aware of anything around me.
"Ariel hmm," he growled. Slightly softer this time as he moved to sit on the bed.
