If You Go Down To The Woods Today

Something a little different...

Pippa was finally feeling a bit more comfortable, the heat had eased off and the sun was not quite so strong. After nearly a week cooped up in the house during the day she decided it was time for some fresh air into her lungs. She packed a small knapsack with some sandwiches and a water bottle and jumped into the car. Then after a quick shower she pulled on her favourite yoga pants and a thin tshirt, deciding to forgo a bra for comfort. She grabbed a light fleece in case it was a bit too cool in the woods. Twenty minutes later she pulled into the car park of her favourite woods.

"Even if the sun does come back out, I should be fairly well sheltered in amongst the trees," she thought to herself. Swapping her shoes for her more sturdy walking boots she grabbed her bag and set off down one of the paths into the woods. It was one of her favourite places to walk and she knew the woods really well, deciding today to go for the longer option right to the other side and then back in a loop. The paths were really quite clear and easy to follow.

"Oh this feel so fresh and invigorating!" she smiled to herself.

Half an hour later, she found herself in the deeper part of the wood, the tree cover almost blotting out the sun. Suddenly she realised the path she was following had come to a fork.

"Funny I don't remember this path splitting, I'm sure it used to go straight to the edge of the woods." she muttered to herself. Not sure which option to take she flipped a mental coin and opted for the right hand path. A few minutes later she passed through an arch formed by a couple of beech trees whose branches spread across the path. A small shiver went through her body as she walked through and suddenly the woods had changed. The wood she was used to was primarily conifers, tall straight trees. But suddenly she was in what seemed to be a much older part of the wood, one she hadn't seen before. This was all large old oak trees with massive trunks and wide spreading branches. When she looked back the arch made by the beech trees was no longer there, nor could she see any sign of a tall pine tree anywhere.

"What the fuck?" she gasped to herself. Then she realised was no longer wearing walking boots, yoga pants and a t-shirt. Now she was wearing soft leather boots and trousers with a leather top. Her knapsack was now also leather, with a small knife on her belt. She felt much fitter, almost muscular. Her skin had a deep tan to it, from being outdoors. She reached up as her head felt a little strange. Her hair was much longer, and as she touched her ears, she realised they were elongated and pointy.

"I'm a bloody Elf!" she groaned, "what the fuck is going on!"

Suddenly her senses twitched and she became acutely aware of her surroundings, to a level she had never known before. She could hear all the animals moving in the nearby woodland and smell all the different plants. Then she heard a small cry of alarm, a human, from a little distance away. As she turned towards the noise she also caught a new scent on the breeze.

"Orc!" she screamed internally, not understanding how she recognised the smell. "What are they doing in the woods?"

Stealthily, a lot more stealthily than she had ever been able to move before, she made her way towards the noise and the scent. She was now off the main path and making her way between the trees. The deep musky scent on the breeze was getting stronger. For some strange reason the scent was starting to affect her, she could feel her skin flushing and her pulse raising. Her nipples was also hardening as they brushed against the soft leather of her top.

A few minutes later she found herself approaching a small clearing in the trees. She made sure to stay downwind of the clearing as she crept closer. As she came closer to the trees she could see a small tent just on the edge, with a an attractive looking lady stood in front of it, clad in a tight green outfit, as four grey skinned orcs stood around. She had a bow, arrow strung, aimed directly at the largest orc.

"Back off you ugly sods," she cried, "what you's all doing creeping up and ruining my hunt!"

"Come on then Emma, calm down, ya know ya wants it," growled one of the orcs. "We can smell your wet hole on the wind. We got some nice gold coins here for ya. Then you can go back to the farm and that useless husband of yours. Even got a nice deer here we'll throw in. That ways he won't question what ya been up to, just like the last times."

"Grish you randy bastard! You scared me comin out the woods so quiet!" the lady replied. "I do enjoy a good orc fuck now and then, as you well knows. But I ain't takin on four of you randy bastards!"

Pippa was in shock and confused, she had heard stories of non orc females enjoying sex with orcs. But that was it they were just stories, or so she thought until now. As she knelt there wondering if she should go and help this human, she realised the scent from the orcs was getting stronger and stronger. As it grew in strength so did her own arousal, something about the scent just made her more and more excited.

"Come on Emma, we'll be good. Just one at a time, unless you wants more that is." laughed the largest of the orcs, the one she had called Grish.

Pippa was in turmoil, her natural reaction to orcs should have been fear and revulsion. Their large squat bodies, hands like sledgehammers, faces only a mother orc could love and the sharp tusks were pretty ugly. But like Emma seemed to imply, something about this situation was just pumping up her arousal levels. This was the first time she had seen orcs being even vaguely civilised around other species, normally they were ready to rip anything limb from limb. It was just scrambling her mind right now. Emma didn't seem to be overly frightened of them, in fact she seemed to be teasing them.

"You knows you gave me a taste for fucking humans after the last time," shouted Grish, "an you enjoyed it from what I remembers!"

"You didn't 'xactly give me much choice now did ya," laughed Emma, "fuck you or be ripped apart? But yes, I did enjoy it. Not sure I'm ready for four of you though."

"Well you'se shoun't have been swimmin' nekkid this morn, where orcs might sees ya than shuld ya!"

It was then Pippa remembered the small brook that ran through the woods and realised it opened up into a small pool right behind Emma's tent.

"An if ya didnt want more orc cock ya shouldn'a come back again to swim!" laughed Grish, "you wants another orc fucking dont ya!"

As he spoke he ripped off the loincloth covering his groin. Emma had to stifle a gasp at the size of his tumescent member, as it sprang into view, it must have been the size of her forearm.

"Fuck Grish you know what that thing does to me!" groaned Emma as she started throwing off her clothes and feel to her knees in front of Grish. Her hands were running up and down his hard grey cock as a broad grin broke across Grish face.

"Tha's more like it Emma!" he laughed. "Get 'em out lads, show her wat you got!"

Emma was like a woman possessed as she played with Grish cock, she desperately tried to get her lips around the tip but to no avail. She was kissing and stroking the hard flesh, drawing more moans of pleasure from Grish.

"Baj", groaned Grish, "get over here and let here play with yours for a bit!"

Soon Emma was playing with two hard orc cocks, slavering over them. Pippa was getting more and more flustered as she watched from a distance. her hand was now down inside her trousers, stroking her clit and fingering her pussy.

Suddenly one of the other orcs started sniffing the air. " ere Grish," he whispered, "I think we got company, female elf company if I ain't mistaken!"

"Go grab her then Thrak!" instructed Grish as Emma ran her tongue around his hard glans, "I bain't fucked an elf lady in yonks!"

Before Pippa knew what was happening, Thrak had taken several large bounds across the clearing and landed right in front of her. She didn't even have time to get her hand off her pussy, before he grabbed her by the neck and carried her back over to where the others were playing with Emma.

"Well then, wats we got 'ere," laughed Grish as he grasped Pippa's long hair. "A peepin' elf no less! Ain't fucked an elf since that one in the city brothel, but this one's nice an' fresh!"

Emma looked at Pippa, "Just do what comes natural," she moaned as she continued to drool over Baj's cock, "believe me you'll enjoy it. I bets your juices are flooding your hole right now, it's their phero whatsits on the breeze, makes any female randy as fuck!"

"Why am I doing this?" Pippa screamed to herself as she wriggled out of her trousers and let Grish rip her top off.

Soon she too was on her knees beside Pippa stroking Thrak's cock. She flicked out her tongue to taste the fluids leaking from his cock and as it hit her taste buds she had a mini orgasm. She tried to take the head into her mouth, but it was way too big. She locked her lips over the very tip and started to suck on the fluids as they dribbled from his cock. She couldn't get enough of the viscous fluids, it was like a drug.

Then she jumped as she felt a long rough finger, bigger than any Elf cock she had experienced, start to push into her wet pussy.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed, "that's just his bloody finger!"

She could hear Emma moaning beside her and looked across to see her smiling back at her.

"Told you," she groaned, "just wait till it's one of their cocks filling yous up!"

Pippa had now lost control of her mind and body, all she wanted was to be fucked and fucked again. The Orc scent was driving her mad with lust, she had never felt like this in her life. Then Thrak grasped her under her armpits and lifted her into the air, her feet clean off the ground. He moved her until his cock was placed at the entrance to her hole and slowly pushed her down. She screamed as the hard flesh stretched her pussy wider than it had ever been stretched. But inch by inch the massive cock made it's way into her body. Her legs were spread wide around his waist as she started to lift her up and down, using her like some sort of fucking toy. Then his long rough tongue rolled out and started to slide over her nipples, it was like sandpaper but felt so good in her demented state. Every time he lowered her back down it seemed to go even deeper, defying biological laws as to how much was inside her body.

Then she felt another body behind her, a finger began stroking the juices flooding from her pussy back to the tight ring of her backdoor. Then it eased inside, stretching her wide. She screamed and bit down onto Thrak's neck as the apin gave way to pleasure, flooding through her.

"Thrak loves fucking Elves!" screamed the Orc in her pussy, "so stretchy and flexible!"

"Grish going to try Elf ass for first time!" came the voice from behind her.

She knew it was coming and knew there was nothing she could, or to be truthful wanted to do about it. The massive cock started to push it's way into her back passage, stretching the muscle further than it should have ever been possible. Pippa looked across to see Emma straddled over Baj's body riding his cock, as the fourth orc ploughed in and out of her ass. Emma looked as if she was in another world, oblivious to everything around her except the pleasure from having her holes stretched.

"You were so right Emma!" screamed Pippa, "I am fucking enjoying this! I love orc cock!"

Just then, Thrak thrust up hard with his hips and Pippa felt his cock start to flood her pussy with his come. There was gallons of it, overflowing her small hole and dripping down onto the forest floor. Grish pulled his cock from her ass and lifted her off of Thrak's cock, pushing her to her knees in front of him.

"Drink Grish's come Elf!" he bellowed as he pointed his cock at her mouth and sprayed pint after pinto his fluid at her face and mouth.

Pippa was desperately trying to swallow it, scooping it from her face with her fingers. Something about the taste just made her want more. She gasped for breath looking across to see Emma passed out beside her, every inch of her body dripping in orc come.

"We'll see you again soon pretty Elf," laughed Grish, Then the four orcs trotted from the clearing and disappeared. Emma curled up on the forest floor and fell asleep.

"You alright my dear," came a voice forcing it's way into Pippa's subconcious. She struggled to come back to the surface, realising she was naked on the forest floor, her yoga pants and top laid out beside her. A middle aged lady was knelt over her, her dog sniffing around the clearing.

"Oh thank heavens," smiled the lady. "I was thinking you'd overdone the dust."

Pippa grabbed her clothes to try and cover her modesty. "What dust, what do you mean?"

"Well this spot is full of them psychadelic mushrooms. This time o year, their spores fill the air and it gives people some very strange experiences. I'm guessin you not been to this part of the woods afore"

"No I turned down a path and then, well I dont know what happened. I must have passed out."

"As long as you're ok now," the lady replied, "I'm Emma by the way, Do you want me to see you back to your car?"

Startled Pippa replied, "Ermm no thanks I'll be fine now I think. I'd just like a bit of privacy to get dressed."

The lady wondered off smiling to herself. Pippa slipped on her clothes, now realising how sore her body felt, particularly her nether regions.

The following week, Pippa went back to the woods and turned off down the same fork in the path...