The Heart of the Forest

       The tree’s leaves floated down the river bank, as the witch combed her long auburn hair with the pearl comb. Glistening blonde strands sparkled as she softly hummed an ancient song from her ancestors long ago, a beckoning song of lust, and as the tune raised and lowered the animals around her were enchanted by her presence. Her eyes were deep-set, with emerald jewel irises, and her reflection in the water mystify the fish that swam in the cavernous waters. One glance into her eyes can cause a man to lust for her for all eternity, and one touch can set a man into a dying hunger for her satisfaction.  She was a witch with a heart of pure immorality, and she had a starvation for male’s semen to maintain her youthful appearance for she was an old croon in soul. 

       Flowers from the apple trees gently drift all around her, and a breeze gently swayed her caped around her. She was immeasurably beautiful like an angel. Another morning is another man for this witch as she muses over her long past. She worn an amulet upon her breasts, an amulet of a heart, which makes her enchanting to all she meets. Without that amulet, she could not sing her lullabies like she always had, and if she were to take it off… it will cause her instant disappearance. Anyone who finds the heart of the forest will be able to cause anyone to love him or her.

       “Oh, love is fair, and love wears all the memories of time. My skin is fair, like the unicorns of mountains far above. Oh, love is fair, and love carries the rough times. So bring me a male to love, a male who can take me away”, she singed sweetly underneath her breath. The animals all stared upon her singing, as she hummed away. The beauty and richness of her voice captured only innocence. Moreover, she finished, “a male who can save me from this curse”.

       A ray of light beamed down upon from a small opening through the dense treetops.  Her splendor and glamour erupted, and cast the crystal dress into all the colors of the spectrum. She combed her silky hair as she was set into a vision of allure, as she hummed away. Butterflies dances all around her, and then one butterfly flew to the top of her slender finger. She hummed the butterfly to sleep, and it collapse into the river. Her dress sleeves were green and flowing.

       Meanwhile, a young man walked through the forest, with curly brown tousled hair that bounces with each footstep. He was bare-chested, and his muscles gleam from the sweat. His powerful legs thrust him forward as he jumped over the river. Then he heard the voice, a voice of tranquility, singing by the bank. His heart stopped for a second. The voice in his ears serenaded him into a trance as if command by an unearthly being, 

Their eyes met for a moment.  She pushed her hair back, as she slowly smiled.

       “Do not be bashful, my name is Elena, and who might you be,” she giggled, “I didn’t know men walked these parts of the forests”

       “Sorry Miss, I am Theodore, from the Kingdom of Fredrick”, he said. He smiled a gentle smiled in commencement with hers, and his heart soared of pure lust. He was about the age of 21, but she lived already many centuries, he could not tell.

       She rose herself up and slowly walked to the young man before her, and her long dress wrapped around gently. It was semi-transparent even though it was beads, and her cleavage was completely noticeable. Her face was very clear as her tousled blonde hair framed it, and her eyelashes fluttered as she spoke, “You’re very cute. Are you cold?”

       To his embarrassment he was now completely nude, but he could not fathom that he undressed himself. No, he was clothed when he was there, but his mind couldn’t reason it. He was just dumbstruck. The beauty of this woman captured his heart, and he could not control anything about himself but just smile like an idiot.

       “No, ah, Miss, I am awfully sorry”, he covered himself with his hands, but embarrassment spread across his face. His cock hardened, and he felt the blood rushed there.

       “It’s all perfectly fine, indeed, now why don’t you follow me, and perhaps I could find something to stay warm. It’s going to rain very soon now, you see the dark clouds?” her voice droned on as his thoughts slowed down.

       “Yes… Miss. Sure shucks you’re awfully nice”, he said.

       “Thank you and you’re really kind too. What’s your favorite type of animal?” Her eyes looked down into his deep brown eyes, and love was in the air. He fell for her charm, even though her heart was full of evil, and she could never love anyone except herself in the morning. The witch of the morning for whom that is what she will always be, and as the sun goes down her beauty fades like the hours of clock. She knew that, and she sings her song at the start of daybreak to bring in a male.

       “Ummm… dogs have always been my favorite Miss.” He always liked dogs, since they always obeyed him. He had two dogs within his life, and the last one just passed away. Theodore was just a poor pheasant from the farmlands.

       The witch smiled, and her eyes glowed intensely as if to seduce him further. She licked her ruby lips, and showed her teeth as her smile spread. The amulet sparkled majestically; its color vibrantly echoed her lust for his body. Yet it has never shined as much as it had done that morning. She perhaps also liked his purity of heart, which Theodore had.

       She stood a few inches taller than he did, since he could not be taller than 5’5.  Then she held his hand as she walked toward the center of the river, and she spread her hands as a rush of wind encircled the two. The wind parted the river, and she kneels down to open a small door into the river. The door was crusted with jewels of all kinds, and they all glittered in the light. She opened the door, and pushed him into the hole. He fell down into the hole, and all became black for his vision. The witch then jumped behind him, as the river’s waters rushed back to place.

       They fell down through the hole, and her dress flowed like the rivers waters into her dungeon. The male fell hard on his back when he finally landed, but he did not injure himself. His large cock lay semi-erect in presence.

       “You silly fool, you’re mine now,” she kissed him as he lay onto the floor unconscious, “You will wake up soon in time, in sweet time”.

       She wrapped him in a blanket, waiting for his awakening, and she sat on her throne watching the nude male. She felt time speed by her, and she felt the clock ticking once again. He needs to awaken soon.

       He soon opened his eyes and saw the beautiful witch aged slightly since the last time they met eyes together, but her beauty was still impressive. Still there were no crinkles at the corner of her eyes, which were not there before, and her body was not as thin as it was before. No, something had occurred to her, and she lost the glow she had. The witch was cursed for old aged in matter of a day, and it was as if she aged five if not ten years, since the last moment they converse. Nevertheless, he was still the same.

       “Boy, you are awake now. Stand up!”

       The male stood up instantly and he didn’t know what controlled him. The blanket skittered across the floor. He was exposed nakedly in her presence.  He was shivering from the cold dungeon, and he jumped on each foot because the floor beneath him was solid cold dirt.

       She walked down, and slowly took hold of his cock. She stroked it up and down and he let a moan escape his full lips. His tanned body was indeed beautiful like a statue, but yet his cock was larger than average and his buttocks were like two bubbles. He had short legs, and a long torso showing up his strong abs. His feet were also large too for his small muscular frame. He eyes met directly at the bottom of her nose.

       “Miss what is going on?” he said. His cock tensed, as he begins to fear what she was going to do. Her long nails examined his nice body. She examined his strong muscles, such as his calves, and his biceps. He had a fit body, strong, and hardly any fat on his body.  His body was practically perfect.

       “Nothing my sweet man, you are just dreaming. Do not worry yourself much, since it will all soon be fine soon,” she said. Moreover, she begins to hum her lullaby to lull him into a trance, and he begins to lose his mentality.

       Her hands took hold of his ass, and she squeezed it tightly in her grip. “You’re a pretty doll aren’t you, boy; we’re going to have so much fun together”. She giggled, as wrinkles around her mouth formed.  She placed her hand against his chest, and felt his inner soul beating, his youth flowing beneath his muscled chest. She squeezed his nipple as she kissed him roughly, and then pushed her fingers into his brown hair.

       “Let’s see you become a monster, perhaps a dog-man”, she moaned erotically, “A-laidininana!” Long fingers of green smoke floated to the male, and then they surround his body during his transformation. Her blonde hair swayed as she laughs evilly like a mad woman. The smoke lifted his body a few inches, so he was on his tiptoes.  She screams, “Ah nanana! Muahhahahaha Muahahhaha” The smoke stank of burnt tires , and then circles faster and faster as the process speeds up.

       His buttocks and penis enlarged, as his lips enlarge, he begin to pant. His intellect decreased and he droll saliva. He went down on all fours, and his hair became more fur like than before. A small tail formed at the base near his butt. But his face and body remained all male. She then pulled out his tongue and with her nail, she puncture a hole, and looped a heavy ring to keep his tongue out forever.

       She caress his cock, until he felt he was about to burst, and he whimpered to cummed. She did not allow the male-animal to cummed. She laughed at him, and tossed a bone, and he scampered to catch it. He did, and came back to the witch with the bone in his mouth.

       He stood up, his huge cock thrusting and pulsating like a snake. His cute face remained, and it was almost embarrassing to see Theodore became such a creature. Theodore could not process any logical or mental thoughts besides serving him and feeling happy to serve the witch. The witch was completely enthralled by this male’s new form.

       “Turn around”, she yelled, and the male turned with his large butt facing her now. She slapped it hard. The slap causes the cheeks to shake just a bit.

       “Spread your legs,” and the male spread his legs with his ball dangling between them. She pinched his balls tightly, and rolled them in her palm.

       The witch then commanded him to dance for her, and he did. His bubble butt jiggled as he did some erotic dance for her, and then she demanded him to stop. He turned around and whimpered for love. Her fingers were knobby, and her hair began to grey. Wrinkles and saggy skin became her face, and once before it was young and clear.

       She patted him on the head, and whispered, “Good boy, but now you’re boring and I am aging too much… let’s call this an end now. You had been a good player”.

       She masturbated until he cummed, and then he collapse over. The witch drank the cummed, and her vibrancy returned as she pushed the lump of male over. Her grey hair vanished to beautiful blonde hair, and her wrinkles vanished. She was once again a beautiful woman, and not an old aging hag.

       Theodore was now eternally a beast to scamper in her dungeon. She opened the dungeon door and pushed him into the cavern of all the other male-animals that lay there. They were all deformed into half human and half-animal beings, but all were stupid the same. Each one gave her another day of youth, but if she failed to retrieve a male, she will die at midnight of old age. Thus, she will become dust, and the animals were freed.

       The witch then realize what she had done to yet another man, and she wept herself asleep of the curse that makes her heart evil. She loved the man more than she loved any of the others, and she went down to open the dungeon door and beckon him an hour later

“I love you”, she whispered, “Kiss me.”

Moreover, the dog-man did not comprehend a word so he just slobbers saliva onto her dress, and she screamed for her wickedness. However, that night she slept with him with the blanket, and heard the rain above.        Then day breaks. The men from the dungeon were human again.

Then Theodore woke up, to the sounds of foreign men, and he stood up. Then he saw a heart amulet on the floor, with dust beneath it.  He picked it up, and whispered to himself, “The heart of the forest.”