The Cold Forest
Copyright© 2021 by Perry_D
Chapter 30: Who am I?
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 30: Who am I? - After a mysterious storm hits an Old Town. A young man's life turns upside-down when he comes to know about the Supernaturals...
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Mind Control NonConsensual Heterosexual High Fantasy Science Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Magic Vampires Were animal Demons BDSM Humiliation Cream Pie Oral Sex Squirting Body Modification
He wasn’t sure who he was. He wasn’t sure where he was. The first thing he saw was huge trees looming over his small, red-furred body.
He roamed the area that was covered under the vast spread of trees.
There was nothing that could answer his question, nothing that could tell him who he was. Not until he reached a small stream of water that was passing through the forest. He saw there was a lot of difference in the terrain. While the part of the forest that he was roaming was covered in darkness, there was a lot of brightness on the opposite side of the stream.
His curiosity pushed his instinct and he walked closer to the stream. Again, he glanced at the bright side of the forest. After considering the size of the stream, which was a lot bigger than his small stature, he decided to jump across it to satisfy its curiosity.
He took a few steps back and rushed at the stream; after closing the small distance he jumped.
But before he could reach the opposite side of the stream his body hit with some kind of invincible force; it was like some kind of wall. It stopped him in mid-air before he could complete his jump.
He could not see what it was, but it was so strong that it shook him inside out. With a splash, his body fell into the water of the stream. He was wet from head to toe.
He felt something swell from inside out within himself. It was an emotion, the first emotion that he had felt. He wasn’t sure how, but he somehow knew that he was feeling it was emotion.
His instinct was telling him what emotion was. He saw various images, in which he felt this emotion at an old man who was making him eat something, him feeling this same emotion at some girl who was trying to take his pencil away from him. The scenes kept changing until he understood what this emotion stood for.
ANGER!
This emotion that he was experiencing was called ‘anger’. Once he walked out of the stream, the scenes that were passing before his eyes stopped.
He looked at the stream, and again saw the brightness that was on the opposite side. Again, he rushed toward it and jumped; when he was in mid-air again, the invisible wall stopped him from crossing the stream.
He fell into the stream; his red fur was covered in water. Again, he felt the same emotion as before but it was a lot worse than before. He saw another scene unfolding before him. The same old man was lying on his bed with his body lifeless.
RAGE!
At first, it was anger but that immediately turned into rage. There wasn’t a particular subject for his rage; he was furious with everything around him.
He was about to walk out of the stream when he felt alien emotions invading him. He saw a redheaded woman touching him. The emotion he felt toward the woman was a lot different than the anger.
LUST!
The instinct that he was born with asked him to take that woman and make her his. He was enjoying this emotion, memories of seeing another young woman doing things with him came rushing to him.
After seeing a few more scenes he knew what his instinct was trying to tell him. What it meant by taking her! He liked this emotion; unlike anger which made him uncomfortable and triggered bad memories, this one triggered some pleasant memories, which also gave him some kind of thrill.
He wanted to do more things, but in those scenes, he was being gentle with those girls, something which wasn’t fitting with what his instinct was telling him. He walked out of the stream thinking about the new emotion LUST. He was about to walk into the forest when a sudden movement caught his attention. He turned his back toward the stream, only to find some kind of disturbance around it. The stream water was behaving oddly.
The flow of the stream had changed greatly; instead of flowing normally, it was rushing fast. Then, sometimes the flow of water would just stop altogether.
He walked closer to the stream; again, his curiosity got the better of him. He touched the water. A variety of emotions rushed within him, mainly LUST. He saw the same redhead woman kissing him.
His instinct asked him to kiss her, touch her, take her, but he wasn’t sure how to do that. The instinct itself guided him. He imagined his instinct as a physical object and pushed his will inside the water.
He felt a strange connection; instead of just being a spectator, he felt like part of the act. He felt her lips touching his lips, he felt her breast mashed against his chest. His instinct told him to kiss her back, to push his tongue inside her mouth, the same way he had seen himself doing in those scenes with some other girl. He pushed himself to do as the instinct asked. He felt a lot of pressure washing upon himself. But even more, he felt a thrill at the sudden dominance he had over the woman.
He noticed a musky scent enter his nostrils. He had never smelled such a scent before, but his instinct told him that it was a scent that meant the woman was ready to mate with him. He felt another thrill pass through his very being at finding this woman, ready to be claimed by him.
He wanted her to be a lot closer to him. His appendage, which was a lot different from his red-furred paw, followed the instinct and curled themselves around the woman like a snake. He felt her firm ass in those ‘hands’; while he was enjoying playing with them, he felt a sudden compulsion to leave it.
It was some kind of opposite instinct that tried to suppress his basic instinct. He didn’t know where this instinct came from but it wanted him to leave this woman. A woman who was so much ready to be taken by him, to be claimed by him, was about to be pushed away from him.
He fought the opposing force with all his might. Instead of being pushed away from him, the woman was a lot closer to him. He also felt an increase in disturbance around the stream which depleted the strength of the opposing force. He was enjoying the feeling of being so close to such a beautiful woman. Since he came into existence it had been the first time he had felt such a pleasure.
His trust in his instinct increased tenfold now and he realized how following his instinct would grant him a lot of pleasure. He was enjoying the body of this fine young redheaded woman when he felt a sudden halt in the scenario that was what he was experiencing.
The stream water started to feel hot; slowly it started to burn his skin. He immediately jumped away from the stream and within a step or two; his tiny body fell to the ground. It was sometime later when another disturbance around the stream woke him up. He looked at the stream water and the crackling that was happening above it.
He remembered the burning experience he had with the water before he lost consciousness. But his instinct was again telling him to rush toward the stream and jump across it, jump to the other side of the stream which had so much brightness compared to the side of the forest where he was.
After thinking about it for a few seconds, he gathered all his courage and rushed to the stream with a full sprint. Trusting his instinct fully he rushed toward the stream and jumped to cross the stream.
First, it was dark and then a variety of lights he saw passed through him. Red, green, yellow, pink it kept flashing before him until everything turned white. When he came back to his senses he was standing before a woman. It was a different woman from the first one.
He was lost in shock! He wasn’t in the same dark, cold forest anymore; he was standing before a woman in some other semi-lit place. It was dark and dirty but he wasn’t worried about it; he was happy being out of the forest. He was still trying to understand his situation, how his small red-furred body turned into this.
How his paw was replaced by a human hand. Yes, ‘human’ was the word to describe himself. He wasn’t sure how he knew it but he knew it. He knew many things that he had not known before. He knew the woman that was standing before him was Hannah Ruth. She was an arrogant and proud woman; who liked to show off.
He could see from her stature, which was racking with pride and arrogance. Talking about watching her, he was staring at her since he had opened his eyes. He was staring at what was called her ‘breast’. He felt strange excitement at seeing those huge tits. He felt her being agitated at his ‘bold’ behavior but he didn’t care about her opinion. He was enjoying the sight. He kept staring until she asked him to leave Alice; ‘Alice’ was the same woman, who was kissing him during the first experience.
While this woman had such a fine-looking body, she was an arrogant, prideful and jealous bitch. He could see through her fake act. At this time, he only knew a few emotions; Anger, Lust, Jealousy, Pride. He came to know about jealousy and pride after waking up here before this young woman. His chain of thought was broken when this Hannah Ruth asked him to leave Alice and choose her instead.
He felt ‘anger’ toward this woman; it didn’t feel right to his instinct to take orders from someone. Just like this bitch standing before him, that redheaded woman was also just a bitch for him. But he didn’t like the way this bitch was trying to manipulate him.
He looked into her eyes and said plain, ‘NO’. The young woman was shocked by his reply, the expression of shock on her face immediately turned into that of a challenge. He used his instinct as a guide to take this bitch, which he did. The bitch wasn’t even sure what hit her before she had his cock deep inside her drenched pussy.
He felt the thrill of dominance that he had over this woman. He was thriving in the pleasure and control that he had over this woman. He was enjoying the way this woman was fighting a futile battle against him. Once he had taken his pleasure, his instinct told him to mark this bitch.
But suddenly he felt a strange sensation; it was like some other creature was roaming in his territory trying to take what was his. He rushed toward the forest and reached ‘HIS’ house. He could smell the distinct scent of the intruder who happened to be going toward the forest. He was about to rush toward the forest when he felt a sudden pull.
He felt pain in his head; it felt like he was losing control over ‘his’ body. Suddenly darkness took over his sight. It turned into white then it changed into a variety of colors; he saw vast darkness and not long after, he found himself being thrown at the same dark side of the stream. He was in the same tiny red-furred body.
With anger, he tried to stand up, but his body fell back to the ground, unconscious.
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