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Chapter 14: A Witch in the Woods
Hazel hugged herself as she approached the end of her trail. The path simultaneously got creepier and oddly more cheerful. The increase of crafted symbols, some from vines, or twigs and others containing what looked a lot like bones or even skulls of wild animals.
At the same time the undergrowth of this part of the forest seemed to be getting more vibrant. Flowers and odd colorful mosses covered the ground and the trees, some of the plants even seemed to be bioluminescent, glowing their strange light over the otherwise shadowy forest floor. Hazel wondered about the source of the strange plants, and what could have cause them to grow specifically here of all places, right up until she almost walked into a wall.
The wall was near vertical and had a rough worn surface that seemed to extend in either direction curving slightly away. The surface looked like it was made of millions of vertical cuts in the wood-like material that the wall was made of. Hazel wondered who could have made such a wall or why and reached a hand out to touch it, freezing once she had. It was soft feeling, and seemed to be alive, in large part because it probably was.
“Its… Bark?” Hazel murmured glancing up, and up, and up. She soon realized that what she had taken for a ‘wall’ were just that indeed, but not an artificial sort, but the towering side of an enormous tree. Hazel was dumbfounded at the scale of such a plant. She had seen impossible titan trees from the distance since she had first gotten out of her cave, but being next to one was different. She slithered along around the outside of the thing, wondering how far she would have to go to find her way back to the path. Or indeed why the path had come here, if there was nothing to be found.
Hazel’s musing answered themselves in short order, or at least part of them did. She still had no notion of the full scale of the thing, she felt like she had only just barely begun to circle it, when she came to an opening. It was a vertical Cut in the side of the tree that seemed to have stretched over time to a narrow but perfectly serviceable pathway. The markings along its sides only confirmed that she was right. Taking a deep breath Hazel slithered in.
The tunnel was long and dark, maybe 20 or 30 feet of travel through the tight woody passage had to be squirmed through before Hazel found something she had definitely not been expecting, not that she had expected much that had happened to her so far, but a meadow inside a tree trunk was a new one. The passage opened up to a more well lit area, wide and with other plants, grasses and flowers growing. A glance up told her that the roof curved together and to the side, going towards some other opening far above and probably allowing some light into this place, apparently enough for the plants. In the center of this meadow there was a kitchen, or a lab, or something of the like made out of wood and mud. A fire smoldered in the center that was tended by a woman.
Hazel took a breath, she knew it was probably too much to hope for that this woman be a human, but what she was was strange to say the least. She had antlers coming out of her head for one, spreading to a wide tree like headdress, though one attached to her skull rather than worn, and adorned with trinkets and charms. Her head itself was angular and pointed at what she was working on in the pot over the fire. Hazel was unfamiliar with a creature with that sort of pointed nose and ears, but they were at least somewhat wolf-like, with a tinted blue-brown fur that seemed to change color defending on how one looked at it. The fur continued down the woman’s entire body, along with numerous other charms clipped to her fur just like to her antlers. It wasn’t immediately obvious, in part because Hazel still associated fur with fur coats, and not people WITH fur; that combined with the amount of charms and trinkets that it took a moment to realize that the woman was essentially naked.
“You planning on staring all day, seeker?” The woman said not even turning around.
The sudden speak made hazel jump almost out of her skin and scales, “S-sorry. I... I was just” She glanced back, going wide eyed when she realized the path behind her had sealed itself, “I didn’t mean to disturb”
“If you were disturbing me my mate would not have let you in. Now what is it you seek with me?”
“Seek with you…? I uh.” Hazel stammered, not sure how to reply, “I’m not sure, and what mate? I saw no one”
The woman turned her head to look at Hazel, then slowly turned the rest of her to face the snake woman, “You’re not a seeker, are you?”
Hazel glanced up and down the woman, the front view was largely similar to the back, soft looking for covered with charms, and body paints, softer white colored fur on her chest down to her knees, but the most notable feature was the triangle headed woman’s breasts. They were large and shapely like any other woman would love to have for herself, but there were also 4 of them. The first pair sat high on her chest and looked plump and perky. A second similar set was mounted just under them, similarly large and plump. All 4 had intricate body paint drawings on them that differed slightly one to the next.
“Well” The woman continued when Hazel failed to reply an annoyed look on her face, “What are you doing here. Speak already?”
“I… I’m lost” Hazel said dragging her eyes form the woman’s tits and back to her face, “I don’t even really know how I got here, and the… the forest sort of… pointed me at you”
“Really?” The woman crossed her arms, though evidently not out of modesty as it only covered her lower set, and only partially. She seemed to think for bit before responding, “That why you look like a fur-less freak? What are you a mole rat – snake mix? Or something?”
“Ah… no.. uh.. well” Hazel gave her a brief explanation, first of getting lost in a cave and winding up here, about how she was a human till she ate a snake then lost her legs to become this tail. About her friend Lapis who had goon missing and how she was chased into the forest and wound up here.
The female nodded, “Can’t say I know what a human is, Ms Hazel, but you do seem to have caught on to how things work at least to a point. You are what you eat and all that” She finished with a smirk.
“I want to turn back. Can you help?”
“Can’t purge what you have, but can add to it.”
“HOW DOES THAT HELP!? I don’t want to be more of a freak like…”
“Shut it” The woman said, “You’re in my home and if you want to ever leave it I suggest you try to control your outbursts.”
Hazel wilted, “Sorry, ma’am. Uh... But how does adding more creatures to … to myself help me change back?”
“The more you add the more you’ll change and the more you may learn to control the changes. Eventually you will be able to dictate your own form. In theory at least.”
“In theory?”
The woman nodded, “I haven’t mastered it yet myself, but I’m close my form is mostly stable so I don’t have to worry about shifting wildly, but my mother can turn into anything at will, so I know it’s possible.”
“You haven’t?” Hazel asked, “So you’re somewhat new to this too? How long have you been here?”
The woman took a breath, “I suppose you told me your story, so here’s mine. I was born here. Or rather I was born amongst the branches of the largest of the trees. My mother was a bride of the forest, and had a normal husband too, splitting her duties between them.”
“Bride of the forest?”
“Right… uh… ‘witch’ I guess, ‘druid’? something like that, but also literal. She would bear children for the forest. Those children had no father and would come out as dryads, nymphs, sentient trees, or the like.”
“that’s…. odd” Hazel was having a hard time picturing the notion of giving birth to an intelligent tree, “And she had a regular husband too?”
The woman nodded, “She alternates litters with him and the forest. He’s my father if its wasn’t clear. And I have grown up to be a bride of the forest as well.”
“So… uh your ‘mate’ is” Hazel pointed to the wall, “The tree?”
The woman nodded, “Now you’re getting it. My name is Adrianna Amador by the way, Ms. Hazel” She said looking up at her ‘mate’, “He doesn’t really have a name, but sometimes I call him ‘hardwood’
Hazel reddened and Adrianna burst out laughing, “Oh my god your face!”
Hazel huffed and turned away, feigning annoyance, but really, she was trying her hardest to push her blush back down, “C-can we focus on why I’m here?”
“Oh can you not calm down, sooner or later this place is going to loosen you up, An actual stick up your butt will eventually manage to remove the metaphorical one.”
Hazel blushed again, “No avoiding that huh?”
“Not down here at least” Adrianna said, “Though let’s get you going on the shifting lessons you were looking for.” Adrianna sat down on a small wooden bench, lifted one of her set of 4 impressive tits and simply said, “Drink”
Hazel hugged herself as she approached the end of her trail. The path simultaneously got creepier and oddly more cheerful. The increase of crafted symbols, some from vines, or twigs and others containing what looked a lot like bones or even skulls of wild animals.
At the same time the undergrowth of this part of the forest seemed to be getting more vibrant. Flowers and odd colorful mosses covered the ground and the trees, some of the plants even seemed to be bioluminescent, glowing their strange light over the otherwise shadowy forest floor. Hazel wondered about the source of the strange plants, and what could have cause them to grow specifically here of all places, right up until she almost walked into a wall.
The wall was near vertical and had a rough worn surface that seemed to extend in either direction curving slightly away. The surface looked like it was made of millions of vertical cuts in the wood-like material that the wall was made of. Hazel wondered who could have made such a wall or why and reached a hand out to touch it, freezing once she had. It was soft feeling, and seemed to be alive, in large part because it probably was.
“Its… Bark?” Hazel murmured glancing up, and up, and up. She soon realized that what she had taken for a ‘wall’ were just that indeed, but not an artificial sort, but the towering side of an enormous tree. Hazel was dumbfounded at the scale of such a plant. She had seen impossible titan trees from the distance since she had first gotten out of her cave, but being next to one was different. She slithered along around the outside of the thing, wondering how far she would have to go to find her way back to the path. Or indeed why the path had come here, if there was nothing to be found.
Hazel’s musing answered themselves in short order, or at least part of them did. She still had no notion of the full scale of the thing, she felt like she had only just barely begun to circle it, when she came to an opening. It was a vertical Cut in the side of the tree that seemed to have stretched over time to a narrow but perfectly serviceable pathway. The markings along its sides only confirmed that she was right. Taking a deep breath Hazel slithered in.
The tunnel was long and dark, maybe 20 or 30 feet of travel through the tight woody passage had to be squirmed through before Hazel found something she had definitely not been expecting, not that she had expected much that had happened to her so far, but a meadow inside a tree trunk was a new one. The passage opened up to a more well lit area, wide and with other plants, grasses and flowers growing. A glance up told her that the roof curved together and to the side, going towards some other opening far above and probably allowing some light into this place, apparently enough for the plants. In the center of this meadow there was a kitchen, or a lab, or something of the like made out of wood and mud. A fire smoldered in the center that was tended by a woman.
Hazel took a breath, she knew it was probably too much to hope for that this woman be a human, but what she was was strange to say the least. She had antlers coming out of her head for one, spreading to a wide tree like headdress, though one attached to her skull rather than worn, and adorned with trinkets and charms. Her head itself was angular and pointed at what she was working on in the pot over the fire. Hazel was unfamiliar with a creature with that sort of pointed nose and ears, but they were at least somewhat wolf-like, with a tinted blue-brown fur that seemed to change color defending on how one looked at it. The fur continued down the woman’s entire body, along with numerous other charms clipped to her fur just like to her antlers. It wasn’t immediately obvious, in part because Hazel still associated fur with fur coats, and not people WITH fur; that combined with the amount of charms and trinkets that it took a moment to realize that the woman was essentially naked.
“You planning on staring all day, seeker?” The woman said not even turning around.
The sudden speak made hazel jump almost out of her skin and scales, “S-sorry. I... I was just” She glanced back, going wide eyed when she realized the path behind her had sealed itself, “I didn’t mean to disturb”
“If you were disturbing me my mate would not have let you in. Now what is it you seek with me?”
“Seek with you…? I uh.” Hazel stammered, not sure how to reply, “I’m not sure, and what mate? I saw no one”
The woman turned her head to look at Hazel, then slowly turned the rest of her to face the snake woman, “You’re not a seeker, are you?”
Hazel glanced up and down the woman, the front view was largely similar to the back, soft looking for covered with charms, and body paints, softer white colored fur on her chest down to her knees, but the most notable feature was the triangle headed woman’s breasts. They were large and shapely like any other woman would love to have for herself, but there were also 4 of them. The first pair sat high on her chest and looked plump and perky. A second similar set was mounted just under them, similarly large and plump. All 4 had intricate body paint drawings on them that differed slightly one to the next.
“Well” The woman continued when Hazel failed to reply an annoyed look on her face, “What are you doing here. Speak already?”
“I… I’m lost” Hazel said dragging her eyes form the woman’s tits and back to her face, “I don’t even really know how I got here, and the… the forest sort of… pointed me at you”
“Really?” The woman crossed her arms, though evidently not out of modesty as it only covered her lower set, and only partially. She seemed to think for bit before responding, “That why you look like a fur-less freak? What are you a mole rat – snake mix? Or something?”
“Ah… no.. uh.. well” Hazel gave her a brief explanation, first of getting lost in a cave and winding up here, about how she was a human till she ate a snake then lost her legs to become this tail. About her friend Lapis who had goon missing and how she was chased into the forest and wound up here.
The female nodded, “Can’t say I know what a human is, Ms Hazel, but you do seem to have caught on to how things work at least to a point. You are what you eat and all that” She finished with a smirk.
“I want to turn back. Can you help?”
“Can’t purge what you have, but can add to it.”
“HOW DOES THAT HELP!? I don’t want to be more of a freak like…”
“Shut it” The woman said, “You’re in my home and if you want to ever leave it I suggest you try to control your outbursts.”
Hazel wilted, “Sorry, ma’am. Uh... But how does adding more creatures to … to myself help me change back?”
“The more you add the more you’ll change and the more you may learn to control the changes. Eventually you will be able to dictate your own form. In theory at least.”
“In theory?”
The woman nodded, “I haven’t mastered it yet myself, but I’m close my form is mostly stable so I don’t have to worry about shifting wildly, but my mother can turn into anything at will, so I know it’s possible.”
“You haven’t?” Hazel asked, “So you’re somewhat new to this too? How long have you been here?”
The woman took a breath, “I suppose you told me your story, so here’s mine. I was born here. Or rather I was born amongst the branches of the largest of the trees. My mother was a bride of the forest, and had a normal husband too, splitting her duties between them.”
“Bride of the forest?”
“Right… uh… ‘witch’ I guess, ‘druid’? something like that, but also literal. She would bear children for the forest. Those children had no father and would come out as dryads, nymphs, sentient trees, or the like.”
“that’s…. odd” Hazel was having a hard time picturing the notion of giving birth to an intelligent tree, “And she had a regular husband too?”
The woman nodded, “She alternates litters with him and the forest. He’s my father if its wasn’t clear. And I have grown up to be a bride of the forest as well.”
“So… uh your ‘mate’ is” Hazel pointed to the wall, “The tree?”
The woman nodded, “Now you’re getting it. My name is Adrianna Amador by the way, Ms. Hazel” She said looking up at her ‘mate’, “He doesn’t really have a name, but sometimes I call him ‘hardwood’
Hazel reddened and Adrianna burst out laughing, “Oh my god your face!”
Hazel huffed and turned away, feigning annoyance, but really, she was trying her hardest to push her blush back down, “C-can we focus on why I’m here?”
“Oh can you not calm down, sooner or later this place is going to loosen you up, An actual stick up your butt will eventually manage to remove the metaphorical one.”
Hazel blushed again, “No avoiding that huh?”
“Not down here at least” Adrianna said, “Though let’s get you going on the shifting lessons you were looking for.” Adrianna sat down on a small wooden bench, lifted one of her set of 4 impressive tits and simply said, “Drink”
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