Horseman and Rider

Your group walked, finding their way to the shore of the lake and marveling for a moment at the way the strange heavy liquid lapped at the shore of hardened scar tissue. Bella continued to throw you glances after she had licked your face clean, visor retracted enough to show the starlit purple of her eyes. Feeling particularly rejuvenated now about your internals after Klara's inspection, you headed to the front of the party and led by example as you always did.

Medjine stumbled along with Cass helping her, the two sisters leaning against each other as the younger mutant hacked and coughed, occasionally spitting out the same viscous fluid as she had when getting bit, though much thinner in consistency now. The gator spat, stomping her feet angrily as she walked and finally noticing your gaze. She looked up with a half cocked smile, the same look in her eyes as when she was drunk.

"No need to worry Henry, I'll b-be okay. Just a little unsteady is all, try to keep us from killing something or I might have to burn away these clothes too."

Cassandra laughed, looking down at the stained and soaked material her sister wore that matched what the state the rest of you were in.

"I think that'd be a blessing little Medjy, everyone here stinks. I'll never get this out of my hair."

Cassandra lifted the locks of her matted down golden hair, grimacing as she did. Klara bounced up beside them, pulling an eel from her wrist and dangling it in front of Medjine's face. She leaned in as she spoke, taking far too much enjoyment out of being her new doctor role.

"Need a little more sweetheart? I've got the good stuff."

The Witch ended her sentence with a cackle, watching Medjine grimace and gag before opening her mouth and swallowing the eel. Grace and Hemlock stepped side by side, discussing some in depth procedure about lungs you had trouble following, though the Twins weighed in occasionally with rather strange comments. Aibell for her part was silent, polishing her blade on the leather wrap of her gauntlet as she walked.

"They're interesting, each of them in their own way. You keep...strange company.  What of her, she...something of her scares me."

You almost jumped when the Pale Wendigo spoke next to you, appearing by your side, seeming to strain at the very act of speaking while pointing towards Bella who was bounding ahead of you from hill to tree and back down again. You thought for a moment, watching the shapely creature, no woman you had come to know move with that same graceful lethality she always did.

"She's a spore witch I made a pact with, a master of all kinds of diseases. She's been a good friend and a loyal right hand. More than that she was the first I started to travel with, as someone really my own on more than just a friend level."

The Pale nodded slowly, the charms tied to her horns swaying as she did so.

"I do not remember when I began to follow the Queen, but she was different. Striving to be better, as if she thought there could be more to man amid all of...this."

The Pale raised a hand to prove a point, motioning at the expanse of hellscape around you.

"I serve her because I hope that spirit still remains. Maybe you and these...strange folk are that hope. Inside she is scared Hunter...I think everyone is."

As quickly as she had came beside you, the Pale Wendigo slipped back to the edge of the party, leaving you at the forefront to watch the quickly vanishing form of Bella. Almost as soon as she vanished from sight, you felt the familiar tug in your mind from Bella, that happy infectious feeling of hers driving its way into you and forcing a smile.

"Henry! Bella find something, come quick! Just Henry, verrrry important!"

You sighed, glancing back at Aibell and Klara who shared a nod. Resting one hand on your hat to keep it steady, and another on the grip of Second Opinion you set off at a light jog ahead of the group, furrowing your brow as Klara spoke into your head.

"We'll go on ahead sweetheart, keep the gals marching until you catch up. I'm sure it's very important~"

Whatever that meant, you were sure Bella and whatever she found wouldn't take long. Making your way across the rotten landscape and dodging the various holes and streams of thick liquid, you tried to find Bella in the strange crown of blackened and broken trees.

There was no sign of her, though that was normal with Bella. You pulled Second Opinion from your holster, letting it hang at your side as you took the last few steps into the clearing.

"Bella? You said you needed me right?"

Her only response was a giggle in your mind, the sound of creaking branches above your left side whipping your neck around to look for the Queen of Spores that wasn't there. The giggle arose from the right, now audible outside your mind and in the heavy air of the clearing. The stench was less terrible here, more of a background tang to the growing oddity that tingled your nostrils, a tantalizing bouquet of something unknown to you.

"Bella been baaaaddd Henry, naughty, awful, terribly baaaaddd."

Her voice seemed to reverberate in your head, a quality that sent shimmers of light bursting in your vision as you staggered where you stood. It was only then you noticed the miasma of spores dancing in front of you, moving in and out with each breath. Each of the tiny motes seemed to blur across the clearing, a hazy film that you realized coated your fingertips and clothing. You took a stuttering breath in, running your tongue over your teeth and feeling the coat of spores in your mouth.

As the small granules coated your mouth you could feel your nostrils flare, taking in more of the spores that had already began to draw out the colors of the clearing in a hazy film of psychotropic drugging. Each breath in felt like a cool jet down your throat, your lungs expanding almost directly against your rib cage. Staggering, near hyper ventilating, you fell backwards until you were leaned against a tree, struggling to keep your vision from swimming around and distorting under the influence of Bella's spores.

The branch above echoed with a creaking sound that rang in your ears over and over as if it was bouncing in the wind, but your blurred vision could see nothing on it other than a hint of swimming purple in the kaleidoscope of colors around your eyes. Breathing heavily as your eyelids fluttered weakly, you felt Second Opinion slip from your hands as Bella softly cooed at you from wherever she was.

"That's right Henry, that it. Rellaaaxxxx, Bella care. Bella always care, but Henry punish naughty Bella right?"

Bleary eyed and with distorted vision you looked up weakly, seeing the crouch form of Bella, her feet dug deep into the charred wood of the tree allowing her to it out horizontally. The Queen of Spores was grinning, sharp teeth pulled back and visor down to show a visage of battlefield horror smiling down at you. You could notice the shimmering haze of her slit, glowing a bright iridescent blue of bio-luminescence that shone with heavy loops of arousal along the purplish pink chitin of her thighs. Slowly the lethal being crawled down the surface of the wood like a feline stalking its prey, the bright purple of her eyes never leaving yours as you breathed heavily.

Whatever the effect of her spores, you were rooted to the spot, watching her crawl towards you in slow motion, hips swaying from side to side as she savored every inch of space between the two of you, dragging out her approach. For what felt like hours she crawled towards you, your heart racing as she did so until the Queen of Spores came face to face with you, hers inverted with your own. You stared downwards at her eyes looking up at you, each exhalation of your companion sending more and more spores directly into your face and tickling your nose. Bella's tongue slipped from her mouth, extending far beyond what any normal human could do and dripping hot saliva to the ground below you.

"Heeennrrryyy, Bella need you for so long. Bella do all this work, be the best she can, Henry never reward. So Bella do beeeeg think, what if Bella reward herself?"

Your voice slurred out a line of non words, confusion furrowing your brow as your mind refused to work your mouth in a coherent manner. Bella softly cooed to you, pulling her forehead in to rest against yours. Either you were extremely hot, or Bella was freezing, but the sudden cool breeze against your skin made you jump, the Spore Queen having reached down to yank free the buttons on your pants and freeing your painfully erect cock. You shivered, cold overtaking your body as the near burning hot droplets of Bella's drool rained down onto your twitching erection. You couldn't help yourself from digging your fingers into the side of the blackened tree, feeling the harsh bark scrape at your skin as you leaned your head back and thrust at the air.

Dancing your eyes over Bella's face you savored every curvature and coloration, your mind needlessly reaching out to memorize every aspect of it. The sharp teeth of her jaw looked lethal, but all too inviting to conquer, begging you to reach out and grab the pink spines that ran along her head and use them to force yourself into her mouth. The looping length of tongue swayed in front of your eyes like a living being, striated with shades of blue and purple that seemed to pulse and glow. You watched it, mesmerized by the small nubs along the edges that seemed to undulate and writhe of their own accord, painfully needful of the sensation they would bring on your leaking cock.

"Look at Henry, all ready to punish naughty Bella, skipping kiss for punishment."

Bella giggled, reaching a hand down to grab your right hand and bringing it to the large spine on the left side of her head, tightening your weak fingers over it until your muscles took over. Shakily and in what felt like slow motion you raised your left hand, grabbing the spine on the right side of her head and gently stroking it back and forth. Bella shuddered, bucking her hips against the tree slightly as her eyes rolled back and spores leaked from the corners of her mouth. The corners of her mouth tweaked into a smile, tongue hanging limply as yet more drool dribbled onto your waiting hard on, the extremely slick fluid running along it in rivulets. Painfully slow, Bella placed her hands on your shoulders, using the spiked feet locked into the tree above your head to slowly crawl her way down your body.

Splinters of wood showered the sides of your face as her legs pushed off from the tree, the acrobatic creature twisting her body in the air to loop her knees around the backside of your shoulders, her hands placed on your thighs. The pert smooth ass of your very own Queen, your horseman of Pestilence, swayed side to side in front of your face, leaving after images of her glowing cunt in your brain like a fire in the night. You stared at it, watching the bright blue lips of her pussy open up and undulate like a waiting flower, four distinct lips waving towards you and then back flush to her scaled skin as heavy arousal dotted with spores flowed along her thighs that slowly locked around your chest. You could feel Bella lock her ankles together behind your neck, gently guiding your face downwards towards Bella's slick waiting hole.


As you tried to gather up your fractured mind, working as best you could under the ever growing effects of Bella's spores, stars blossomed in your eyes when you inadvertently smacked your head against the tree as the groping thick muscle of her tongue slipped around the head of your cock in multiple loops. Bella laughed as you groaned, a low sexual edge to her tone that reminded you of the fury she showed in battle. The nubs of her tongue were even better than you thought, gently pressing against your all too sensitive skin as Bella slowly began to rotate her tongue around your erection like a whirlpool dragging the tip of your cock into her waiting throat. Your hands tightened on the spines along the sides of her head, Bella grunting in pleasure as her dripping pussy quivered in front of your eyes, begging you to taste it.

You leaned in, tongue gently lapping at the waiting hole that tasted like spiced honey and candied fruit. Each droplet of her heavy arousal you gulped down was heavenly sweet, wave after wave of aftertaste spiraling along your tongue as the effects of her spores affected you more and more with each delicious taste. Despite herself, Bella remained calm, waiting on her perch for the perfect moment as her tongue slowly dragged more and more of your cock inside itself, pulling it towards her hot breath. No longer completely in control of your muscles, leaning against the tree more than standing against it, you felt a crawling presence in your brain that wormed its way into your muscles. Not even of your own volition did your hands tighten around the sharp chitinous spines on her head, Bella groaning out her approval as her hands left your thighs and wrapped over your waist.

There was no more Henry, puppeted along by the spores that drove you to seek only pleasure for yourself was left a husk of yourself, drunk on every lick of your exploratory tongue that ran over the soft flesh of Bella's cunt. The petals of her labia wrapped around your tongue, trapping  your mouth over her pulsing clit that you greedily sucked and licked. Still no matter what you did, Bella remained in control, the only signs of her pleasure being the hot breath against your loins and twitching hips that shook from side to side. That nagging part of your brain that begged for more only grew louder and louder, driving your hands to the base of her spines and pulling Bella's head towards your cock.

As if she had been waiting for it, biding her time, Bella drove her head home to the base of your cock, tongue uncoiling from around it and wrapping itself over your testicles as the razor sharp teeth of her mouth seemed to bend and retract out of the way. You had thought her tongue was already too much, but Bella's throat was a mess of grasping feelers and greedy muscle movements that physically milked your cock like her hands would. Her working tongue bounced and cajoled your wrapped up testicles, tasting and feeling your skin. The combination of heady scents and tastes from your work at Bella's flower and the feelings of her throat suffocating your cock.

By now, you had forgotten any pretense of gentleness or pacing. You wanted it, and Bella could take it more readily than anyone. She was built for you, evolved by your words, patiently waiting for when you would take her as your own. With that shattered though melting through your skull, your hands tightened as you began to thrust yourself into the greedy suction of Bella's throat, the Queen of Spores moaning around your length while heavy drool splashed along her face and dribbled to the ground. There was sloppy, and then there was Bella's sloppy, an incredibly slick and wet face fuck that the woman seemed to relish, grinding her cunt into your face. Driven on by a primal need, you staggered where you stood, bouncing Bella's face on your cock in an oh so pleasurable manner.

Working your body as best as you could under the circumstances, the bright glow of Bella's pussy the only thing you cared to look at, you turned your body around to force Bella's back against the tree. The Queen of Spores purred around your cock, exhaling more of her spores out through her nose and coating your drool covered balls in them. Your skin tingled at their very presence, tightening up as you nearly reached the precipice of orgasm. Bella's tongue moved instantly, her throat wrapping around your cock tightly as the thick muscle on your balls wrapped around the base of your erection and forced the orgasm away. You groaned into her, Bella shuddering again. Her voice in your mind was slurred with pleasure, oozing her feelings into your being in a two way feedback of lust.

"Thash it Henry, punish your Queen. Rule my body, conquuuueeerrr like I do for Henry! Bella has been baaadddd girl."

You grunted into her again, still greedily slurping at her pussy as you white knuckle gripped the spines of her head and began to violently thrust into her throat. The feelers lining the inside of her mouth quivered along your skin, stroking the drool slick cock your Queen was so greedily slurping on with noises so loud it sent the birds from the clearing. The delicious contrast between the hard lines of her chitinous jaw hitting your thighs was juxtaposed with the needful slurping suction of her soft mouth around your cock as you pistoned as hard as you could into her face.

 You could hear the brittle charred wood cracking with each heavy thrust into Bella's throat, the Spore Queens head rebounding off it each time you pushed deeper. Her head followed along like a yo-yo, tightly wrapped tongue pulling the vacuum of her mouth back to the base of your cock in a constant back and forth motion.

You pulled your face away from her pussy that spasmed with her fourth orgasm, eyes lazy with the drugging Bella had forced into your system. Your mouth and cheeks were covered in the delicious juices of her cunt, not even aware that your tongue traced around your lips searching for every taste of it. You marveled at how she looked, the soft shades of pink that ran along the inside of her thighs bleeding into the shades of purple chitin that ran tightly over her body.

Bella sucked harder, her lower jaw unhinging with an audible click as she brought it forward to suck on your tongue wrapped balls as well as your cock she so lovingly savored with wild abandon. Pressing your chest against Bella's tight abs you ground her into the tree, using your hands on her head to thrust as hard as you ever had in any woman. The dull thumping of Bella's bouncing skull on wood mixed with the noise of her gulping and purring. You had been on the edge of orgasm, denied by Bella for minutes now, trying your hardest to finish with the teasing length of her overly long tongue cutting off the possibility. However, as Bella's fifth orgasm wracked her body when you dove back in to lick at her pussy, the thick nubbed muscle finally released your cock.

You couldn't stop yourself from how hard you fucked her face, hard enough that had you been hitting someone you'd have knocked them flat. Grinding the Queen, your Queens face into your crotch, you groaned out loudly as you finally unleashed spurt after spurt of thick cum into Bella's waiting throat. The Spore Witch swallowed hard, seeking feelers stroking along the tip of your cock and drawing out every drop into her slurping mouth. Droplets of your cum mixed with the pool of thick drool on the cracked and hardened earth, running in rivulets from the corner of Bella's mouth and dribbling out of her nose with each cough she tried to supress.

The feelings of pleasure were absurdly strong, heightened by the heavy dosage running through your system that kept your cock painfully erect even as it twitched out yet more cum into Bella's mouth. You felt her ankles unhook from around your neck, planting themselves on the wood of the tree and slowly walking downwards as her face pushed against your crotch. You had no choice but to stumble backwards, grunting each time the tightly wound musculature of Bella flexed in her movements. By the time you regained enough of your senses not overwhelmed by your body drunk on pleasure by renewed thrusting, your hands were still on Bella's head, twisting and yanking from side to side with help of the spines as the Spore Queen bent her knees.

You looked at the frankly impressive and arousing position your right hand companion was in, her feet locked into the wood of the tree, one arm wrapped around your waist. She was almost kneeling on the tree as if it were the ground, legs spread wide wild she fucked herself with her hand so hard her juices ran along the curvature of her abs and down to her upside down tits. Bella's purple eyes were lidded with pleasure, tongue wrapped loosely around your cock as her chitinous face shimmered with the sheen of drool she let burble out around you with every thrust. You ground your teeth and grunted as you pushed yourself into her throat and came again, nearly bent over double and licking at the grooves of her cunt around her probing fingers as you shot another fresh load into her mouth.

Bella twisted, giving you no time to even savor your orgasm as her throat rotated around you with her movements. Painfully slow she moved, unlocking one foot and then the next until she finally landed on the earth on all fours like a dog. With a gush of mixed fluids running down her chin Bella let your still erect cock free from her mouth, though her tongue remained lazily drooped around it as she straightened to standing. Her arms found your waist, pulling the tip of your cock into the folds of her pussy that immediately wrapped over the tip and began to vibrate ever so slightly.

Those strange petals seemed to be trying to pull you inside, repeatedly lifting the tip of your penis to rub against the entrance to Bella's womanhood. Each time you felt the Queen of Spores shiver, gently tweaking the sides of your erection with her incredibly long tongue. You placed your hands on Bella's wide hips, sharp spikes much softer than you had thought and almost running under your hands like a textured flower. Somehow, a statement to her skill and lewdness, Bella began speaking with her tongue still around your cock.

"Bella feel goooooodddd. So goood, Henry fill stomach up! Bella want more, look at how Henry thrust without even knowing!"

You glanced down, your eyes widening slowly as you realized your hips were frantically jerking forward each time Bella's petals lifted and massaged at your tip. Bella breathed another mouthful of spores into your face, inhaled quickly without you even meaning to. Immediately cock began to throb again, harder than before. You groaned as she reached down, cradling your testicles in her hands as and gently bouncing them in her palm as Bella leaned into your ear to keep speaking, tongue still jerking you off.

"Bella make these spores just for Henry, make sure Bella be mother too! So happy, Henry is best of frieeenndd. Better, Henry is lovely husband! Keep punishing Bella okay? Do Bella as hard as want, can take! Want even."

Slowly, tantalizingly so, Bella began to pivot on her left hip, rotating as she did and bringing her right leg upwards. With each movement the tip of your penis was pulled deeper into her cock hungry slit, the petals frantically grabbing and pulling. In only a few moments time, but what felt like ages, Bella's right leg was vertical with her left, your cock pulled as deep as it could while her grasping lips wrapped around your balls. You watched her eyes roll backwards as you wrapped your arms around her thigh, planting your feet on either side of her only leg stuck to the ground.

It was both amusing and adorable to see the spiked toes of her feet clenching and unclenching. You savored every feeling inside of her, the grip so tight it felt like it was crushing you inside the slick flower petal soft warmth of her womanhood, the erect ribbing inside that worked to suck and pull and rob at you with every movement, and the chamber at the very end that no doubt had the same lips as the outside of her slit, sucking your tip against her cervix. Your knees shook as you pulled backwards, the lips around your balls seeming to extend with your pull backwards to keep them wrapped tight in her wetness.

You pushed forward so hard Bella punched the tree in pleasure, cracks spider webbing over the surface from the impact. Her tongue lolled from her mouth, licking at her clit with slow languid movements as you began to fight against the overwhelming pleasure assaulting your cock from her hungry cunt. You thrust forward, breath caught in your throat when the internal petals grasped tightly at your tip and began to massage it rapidly as if trying to draw out your cum directly into her womb, but whatever spores Bella had made assured you this would be a long hard fuck.

"Yes Henry! Yes! Bella best friend, Bella so happy to make all these friends, especially you! You feel soo gooood Henry."

You kissed her neck as you began to fuck her, Bella's purple chitin of her left shoulder digging deep gouges in the tree with your rough movements. Each time you pounded forward with all of your strength the soft flesh of her thighs quaked, ass bouncing perfectly against your hips as Bella let you have your way with her standing splits cunt. Tightening your grip on her upwards leg, more for your sake than hers, you pounded your Queen of Spores against the tree.

The repeated ribs inside of her womanhood broke your already drug addled brain as the wanting petals tried their best to force you to finish, your vision narrowing to see only the smeared purple and pink of her shapely body pressed against the black tree. You groaned as the internal flower began to twist in full circles, clockwise for a few thrusts and then counter clockwise, the external lips tightening around you as they pumped more and more wet spore fluid against your skin.

Whatever she had put in those spores was forcing an adrenaline dump through your body, wanting to break the smug little predator down as she grinned back at you while chattering about friendship. Releasing your right arm from its hold on her thigh, you reached forward, clasping your grip over Bella's throat. The effect was near instant, her next breath coming out as a whistling wheeze of spores while the extended tongue from her open mouth spasmed, driving itself inside her to rest on top of your cock as you fucked her.

Bella went near limp, only her leg keeping her upright still stiff while the rest of her body was held up by your grip around her other leg, and hand around her throat. Her eyes rolled backwards, an orgasm so powerful wracking her body she began to literally shake on your cock. If that wasn't enough, the petals around her womb began to flutter as they twisted, moving like leaves in the wind as every muscle in Bella's body tensed and released multiple times every second. What you thought was her choking, actually turned out to be a keening wail of pleasure.

"HennnrryyyyyyYYYYYYyy~~!"

The sounds of her lust was what drove you over the edge you had fought to attain for so long, thrusting so hard you staggered forward as Bella was bent at an impossible angle against the tree and your cock pumped out an absurd amount of semen inside her. In another twist of her strange and sexual anatomy, the petals around the tip of your cock closed, sucking back and forth as they deposited your load deep inside her. So overwhelmed with pleasure as the tip of her tongue flicked back and forth inside herself to taste your load, something inside Bella snapped. Arcing cracks like a lightning strike ran along her form, chitin peeling off like dead leaves in the fall as her true form was exposed, enough to kill all life within the clearing with a violent outburst of infectious lust.


What happened next was a blur, your still cumming cock falling free of her and spattering the thick grey thighs and white abs with your seed as Bella, Pestilence herself pushed you to the ground slick with your mixed fluids.

"This ain't gonna be gentle darlin', let me show you how good of a friend you are to me."

Thick tail wrapping around your waist like a pillow, Pestilence spread her legs out to either side and lowered herself, a show of the same flexibility that made her normal form so lethal. Now doing the splits on top of your cock, her clawed hands reached up to touch at hair that wasn't there as she began to bounce.

Grasping onto her hips for dear life, the Queen of Disease speared herself down onto you repeatedly, shaking her hips from side to side with every movement up and down. She leaned down, placing one of her hands on your chest as another tweaked at her nipples, a wide grin splitting her face. Lifting her toned ass up and down, Bella/Pestilence, your mind couldn't tell the difference anymore, clenched her thighs against your hips near painfully.

Broken by your own lust heightened by the compound, and the anger inducing effects brought with the clouds of spores filling the clearing, you grabbed onto her hips built for breeding and began to thrust up with every push she did down. You could feel yourself hitting her cervix each time, the creature atop you moaning and grunting at every chance between ragged breaths. There was nothing to stop you this time, no wrapping tongue or tightly wound petals, so you gave in to the all consuming thought in your brain to knock her up.

Straightening her legs out into the splits again, Pestilence rode out you filling her pussy like it was ecstasy, screaming so loudly and so long her voice petered out in a hoarse note. As she fell against you, the same peeling effect came across her body and by the time her head landed on your chest she had returned to Bella's normal form. You breathed heavily, still dosed beyond belief with something you couldn't even comprehend. Painfully erect still, Bella spent on top of you as the petals inside her vagina stroked at you slowly, teasing out another orgasm into her overflowing womb, you couldn't help but hump inside her limp form.

"Bellaaaa...friennnddd..always Henry friend. Always and foreveeerrr.."

Her voice quavered, a shaking hand reaching out to the side and stroking the dead ground. Where the tips of her fingers touched you watched grass bloom, rapidly and thick, creating a soft bed of blades and flowers underneath the two of you. You watched in drugged wonder as the tree spattered with both of your fluids groaned, branches extending outwards and blossoming with full green leaves, a lighthouse in the sea of red of Flesh Grove.

Vision swimming double as you looked down at Bella's face, you saw a dopey smile on her voice as she chittered in Abyssal.

"There are frieeeennndsss here without friends. They need help, Henry can help. Call Bella Mother, Bella want little Bella so badly. So badly...then always be Henry friend."

She sniffled slightly, face screwing up as she pressed her palm against the now overgrown earthen floor, the tree shaking with a wind that wasn't there. In a rapid shaking, bark cracking and deforming you watched the tree shrink down to what would have been the height of Bella and began to move towards you two. Features took shape, slowly but visible, a set of pert breasts and a taught stomach, with a face covered in roots.


You thought her out of energy, but at the noises and upon turning around, Bella perked up immediately and hopped off of you. You groaned in agony, erection still twitching in the air and begging to be taken care of. Weak and exhausted yet still full of lust, all you could do was lay on the floor and watch Bella approach the thing your brain told you looked strangely like the Hanging Tree. The Queen of Spores was performing almost mime like movements, waving her hands in-front of it..hers face.

"Hello? Me Bella, that Henry. We friends, you be friend too?"

You bit back another moan, coming out a strained grunt as the Dryad looked down at your twitching erection with wide eyes, then back to Bella. Undeterred and with the same enthusiasm she approached everything else with, Bella only hopped on her feet as she pointed at you.

"You little Bella right? Bella knew friends here! That makes Bella mother and Henry father! Henry we friends forever now, we have leeeeettle Bella!"

Singing out a strange tune with no rhyme, Bella hopped from foot to foot, her ass shaking so tantalizingly that if you could stand you'd be pounding that too. She wrapped her arms over the entirely overwhelmed girl, chittering wildly. Standing stock still the Dryad's eyes widened even further until only a slight edge of white was showing.

Your eyes traced over her petite form, small but perky breasts and slight hips, lusting towards whoever she was already, unable to even form words to beg her to fuck you. She looked slightly older than you, strange for a Dryad when you expected most to be older like the Hanging Tree. The white skin of her torso was textured like bark, small crags and valleys in her skin that begged for you to reach out and touch if you had the energy.

Still silent, Bella continued to talk at her in a rapid pace.

"Bella need help little Bella, accidentally overdose Henry your papa with spores. He all sorts of mess now, you need make friends with Father like Bella did!"

Not waiting for an answer, Bella grasped a hand around the Dryads wrist and dragged her forwards towards you. You watched her lower half of roots change, tightening over her hips and thighs until it began to look like she was wearing some sort of garters and thigh high leggings. Silent as she was, she was clearly willing.

Your breath quickened as Bella brought her over, still speaking chitters you couldn't understand in your state while the Spore Queen ran fingers gently through the Dryad's hair. The girl stopped at your feet, tapping the tips of her index fingers together in nervousness as her hips swayed slightly from side to side.

"You know how be like Bella? Can teach if want!"

For the first time you heard the Dryad speak, watching a faint green blush creep over her cheeks as the sight of her womanhood inflamed with lust became visible to you, a soft green like moss dripping with dew. Her voice was faint, breathy on every syllable but no less beautiful like the sounds of birds chirping in the morning sun.

"Teach me. I'd...like to be friends."

Bella bounced on her heels happily, pulling the Dryad over top of you and turning her around so you were facing the soft curvature of her back and perky rear. Interlocking both sets of fingers with the Dryad's, Bella slowly squat down over the empty space at your knees as she nodded happily to the mimicking girl. You groaned, feeling the soft heat coming from the Dryad's wet slit draw closer and closer to your waiting erection. She seemed to freeze as your tip spread her lips, rivulets of her juices teasing your cock as they ran down the sides.

Smiling that dopey smile she always did, Bella lifted a foot from the ground while balancing on only one, hands still interlocked with the thin girl as she wrapped her lifted leg around the girls spread legs and forced them both down together. You could barely see around her shape or the burst of pleasure that blossomed in your eyes, but Bella began to slowly work her tongue inside and out as she gently guided the Dryad through the motions, occasionally allowing it to snake back into her mouth where she savored the droplets of your seed.

It was clear the Dryad was enjoying herself as she picked up pace, light breaths fogging out in the air as the inexperienced woman began to shake her hips while letting out soft moans, leaning forward to rest her face in the crook of Bella's neck. In the haze of pleasure that you greedily seeked by thrusting deeper into the Dryad's depths, you were driven on by the sight of Bella gently lifting the girls head to share a kiss.

Rolling away from the kiss, the girl leaned backwards and placed a the soft hand that looked like it was covered in a glove of black bark onto your chest, looking over her shoulder to watch your face. She interspersed each bounce with a word and a breathless moan, her pussy quivering around you.

"I nnnn died, burned alive. You two ahnnn brought me back from the nnn abyss. I am indebted to this...friendship."

Bella nodded, smiling and drunk on the pleasure the three of you shared. You felt your approach coming, the Dryad still riding you gently enough it could drive you mad. Finally forcing your arms you work, you leaned upwards, wrapping your arms around her waist to bring her against your chest as you thrust upwards into her while she grinded downwards in your lap.

Almost instantly she melted in your grip, going near completely limp though her fingers were still tightly clasped with Bella's. Head lolling from side to side as you bounced her, the Dryad began to mutter the same word over and over.

"Juniper..Juniper..Junpier..I'm...Juniper."

You wouldn't realize it until you awoke no doubt, but all she was doing was trying to tell you her name. Looking down you watched what you were doing to her, milky white thighs with their strips of grayish black 'bark' garters and thigh highs that looked as though they nearly dug into her skin pressed tightly together. Droplets of wetness from her womanhood fell on her skin like rain every time you thrust deeper, the scene all too arousing for you to withstand any longer, egged on by Bella nodding at you with a wild smile.

Tightening your grip on her hips and dimpling her soft flesh, you thrust up as hard as you could and dumped all of your lust and need into her virgin tightness. She quivered in your grip, grinding her hips from side to side and looking at the clouded sky with an open mouth and watery eyes. For a brief moment a burst of sun cut through, shining its rays on the three of you as you filled up Juniper, watching small white flowers bloom in her hair.