Traveling Tellon – Ch. 1 [Fantasy][Monstergirl][Noncon]

**Chapter 1**

*It’s not so different from home -*

He had been walking through dense jungles for days. He was unsure of his whereabouts and hungry. A haze crawled over his consciousness upon entering the last ring of large trees. It grew stronger as he continued forward. The trees were massive and propped themselves at least 15 feet off the ground by their roots. The roots had a faint shimmer of purple to them and almost seemed wet. He had never seen anything like it before.

The sweat soaked into his hair and clung to his eyelids, stinging him every time he blinked. It wasn’t even that warm, why was he sweating so much, he wondered. Every step forward brought about the blurriness and shrinking of his peripheral vision. He shouldn’t have come here, he thought again for the fifteenth time in the last hour.

Every so often he caught the glimpse of glistening black eyes peering from the trees at him. He chalked it up to his weariness playing tricks. It was strange that he became so encumbered after entering this particular set of trees.

“I should just take a nap” he murmured to himself. After all, it had probably been at least 12 hours since he last slept. Not that he could tell what time it was with how thick the canopy of the trees were. He picked a large tree root on the edge of the clearing he had made his way into. The pack he was carrying slid off his shoulder to the base of the root as he slumped back against it. He rested his head and shoulders upon it for what little cushion it could provide against the hard wood of the roots and ground.

The whole place was permeated with absolute silence. No animals, no rustling of leaves, nothing. Odd, he thought, as sleep overtook him. Images of home flashed through his dreamstate. The face of his sister. His parents. The officers that had come more than once to their home to collect their dues. The face of the captain of the ship he had ridden to get to the continent of Seki. The confused but silent elves watching him wander down the coastline away from their village.

Then, darkness. Everything faded from his distraught mind in an instant. From the darkness the figure of a woman appeared, nude and near identical to the drawings he had under his bed at home. The details of her face were that of swirling smoke within the confines of her hairline and chin. She approached slowly. A mouth appeared almost solely to show a disarming smile as her hands gestured to her breasts and nether region.

He continued to lie there, stunned by the sudden apparition interrupting his uneasy dreams. As she approached, her large breasts gently bounced as she walked. A glistening stream of fluid trickled down her legs, flowing more the closer to him she was. He tried to speak but found he couldn’t. Tried to move, but couldn’t. He was paralyzed and could only move his eyes slightly.

He felt the wetness consume his aching groin as she mounted him. It wasn’t a lover’s embrace by any means. Her arms and legs propped her above him in what he assumed would be an awkward stance for most people. She brought her face to his as her wetness went from tip, to shaft, to his testicles. There were no eyes to peer into, there were no facial features to focus on. Even the mouth that had appeared earlier was gone.

There was no warmth to her. It didn’t even seem possible as it felt like his testicles had been brought up inside her as well. Then, the pressure and sensations of suction began. Her body was still and motionless above him. He felt her pussy grasp onto him more and more and applying more suction. The ramp up was intense and almost uncomfortable as her body tried to force him to orgasm. The lack of warmth was what allowed him to last, to the woman’s distaste. Every second that he spent mentally writhing in ecstasy and mild discomfort brought about aggravated swirling of the mists that made up her face.

All at once the swirling mists making up her face paused. If one could ever make out the look of anticipation on an amorphous collection of fumes, this would be it. He felt a sucker-like object press against the tip of urethra before he even knew what was happening. Relief and ecstasy washed over him. Cum flowed like a river from him straight into this thing’s proboscis. The suction intensified as his body convulsed and shook from the intensity of the orgasm.

It didn’t stop. He had finished but it seemed like this thing expected more. More suction, more pressure and…. nothing. The thing raised its hand, now appearing more to be a claw than a hand. A long needle-like extension erected itself from the central ‘finger’ as she brought it closer to his neck. He could only watch in horror while his body failed to move beyond the convulsions she was causing him.

The smell of salt filled the air. The wetness pulled away from him and the claw retracted from his neck. Her visage pulled away and the darkness lifted. A somewhat human looking creature was ripping itself from his body and retreating to another nearby tree across the clearing. It was bipedal and translucent purple. Solid black eyes never breaking contact with his own. It looked as though it was slime being forced into the general shape of a woman. Each haphazard step it took caused it to lose a bit of the shape it had taken on.

The trees and vines rapidly came back to his vision. The creature had made a hasty retreat. It wrapped itself around the root of the tree and flattened against it, reverting back to a purple sheen. The solid black eyes and bipedal form giving way to the tree’s texture.

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