Chapter 6: Cabin in the Woods

As Johnathon the huntsman helps Osa saddle up and secure her survival bag and bedroll onto the horse she rented, he looks at her and says, “You are going to need clothing more appropriate for riding and walking through the woods.” Osa unlaced the front of her kirtle gown, slipped the top off her shoulders, and let the entirety of it fall to the ground, revealing her Zentai, which covers her body like a silvery second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination of any onlooker. She tucks the gown into a saddlebag and mounts her horse in the same way she saw the huntsman mount his. Osa asks, “Is this better for riding?” The huntsmen and the stable hands stare for another several seconds before they get hold of themselves and get back to what they were doing. Johnathon sarcastically says, “Oh, yeah. Great. That’s so much better.” With a nod of his head, Johnathon signals the stable hand to open the corral gate, allowing himself and Osa to exit and begin their ride out of town.

A short ride later, Johnathon and Osa enter the cover of a thick forest, where the road becomes more of a lightly overgrown trail. Osa follows Johnathon as he checks small game traps and old predator dens. At first, they ride in silence, but as the day passes along, Johnathon explains to Osa what he is doing and why. They engage in some short, but senseless, conversations to fill the awkward silence. Shortly before sunset they arrive at a small shack of a cabin. Inside of the cabin is sparse; to the left is a small bed, in the center near the rear is a wood-burning stove with a stack of small wood logs piled up behind it, and to the right is a table with two chairs. Add two people, and the place is quickly crowded.

Johnathon takes off his boots and stretches out on the bed, then tells Osa, “Find some place to stretch out and get some sleep.” Osa rolls out her bedroll, covers herself with the horse blanket, and uses her rucksack as a pillow. Osa slips in and out of sleep, occasionally waking up and looking around. The third time she looks around, she notices the bed is empty. Osa gets up and steps outside and sees that both horses are there. Osa walks around the outside of the shack and notices that the window next to the bed is open just slightly. Looking down, she sees there are two sets of footprints walking off into the woods. Not much of a tracker, Osa reaches out with her magic senses. Ignoring all the small things, she feels the presence of the horses and her Zentai. Reaching out further, she feels something else, another pair of creatures, but one of them radiates magic. Osa locks her senses onto the source of magic and slowly walks in that direction.

As Osa approaches the source of magic, she also becomes aware of a small pond of water. Still close, Osa begins to hear the splashing of water and moans of pleasure. On the edge of the water, Osa finds the Huntsman’s clothing and sees the Huntsman in the water with a petite feminine figure astride his form. Osa steps out from the shrubs and confronts the huntsman, “So, what would the may...” Osa is interrupted as vines grapple her ankles and yank her up into the trees, upside down. Osa uses her Zentai to create a bladed weapon off her arm and cuts the vines and begins to fall, but as Osa twists and braces to hit the ground, she is swatted away by a tree branch. Osa lands hard and tumbles a short distance; when she stops, grasses and weeds grab and restrain her arms and legs, quickly followed by more vines, which further restrain her body and head.

Osa hears Jonathan’s voice shout out, “Amelia!” Wait! Don’t kill her!”

A moment later Osa sees the petite nude figure of this Amelia standing over her and then places a tiny foot on her chest. Amelia says, “I don’t know who you are, but you don’t belong here. If it weren’t for John’s pleas, I would kill you for trespassing in my...” Amelia is interrupted as a tentacle of water wraps around her waist and drags her into the pond. Then Osa’s Zentai forms small blades and cuts the grasses and vines away.