Chapter 209: The Tree That Gives Generously (2)
Drip.
Unlike real breast milk, the sap tasted like mildly sweet, clear spring water, quenching my thirst while also seemingly flowing directly into my lower body. As I sucked the dryad's tits, the last drops dripped out without the hole even sealing up. Sadly, the dryad's clear breast sap was no longer flowing.
Still, just in case, I knocked on her chest with the back of my hand.
Knock knock.
The sound was like tapping on a hollow tree. Yep—there was nothing left to suck. I had to give up.
"Ugh...?"
Maybe her sap had diuretic effects, because my lower half was suddenly filling with pressure and I was naturally getting hard. All I did was casually touch her like she was a wooden sculpture of a woman and sip a little sap, so I had no idea why I was this aroused.
"This isn't my fault. Your tits are to blame."
Tremble tremble...
The dryad's leaves—her hair—were trembling.
I forced her upright and, as she awkwardly pulled her legs together, I started rubbing her groin. As my fingers slid smoothly along the wooden folds, I felt the rough texture of bark inside. Scratching gently with my fingernails confirmed it—there was a knot hole positioned just right.
"Let's see here..."
Thud.
Since she wasn't fully rooted, I could topple her with just a push. Using a mana-coated arm, I spread her legs and examined the dryad's knot hole.
"...Ah, shit."
But it wasn't shaped like a woman's pussy—it was just a knot.
Sure, it was a hole, but the inside was lined with rough wooden grain, and thick brown bark coated the edges. If I shoved my dick in there, it'd be like grinding it against raw lumber. Painful as hell.
Creak...
A smile curled at the dryad's lips.
Her face said, "You think you can fuck this?" That mocking look made me as pissed off as my dick was from drinking her sap.
"Mollang."
Just calling her name quietly made her rush to me across the ground.
"Alright then..."
I was going to insert into the dryad's knot hole, but compared to the trees I usually used with Mollang, this dryad was relatively small.
To be specific, while my dick might fit, trying to shove Mollang in there would be tough.
Swoosh.
Mollang pulled a portion from her core, creating a smaller Mollang that immediately latched onto my dick, sucking it while sliding her body close.
Normally she just wrapped around it for protection, but this time she was so tiny, her form thinned to the point that she wasn't even the width of a fingernail. Aside from the little core resting between my urethra, the rest of her body was like a thin coating.
Except for her slick shine, it looked no different from my normal dick.
'Is the protection enough...'
I worried that tiny Mollang might tear from thrusting, but she gave a reassuring thumbs-up with a tiny finger, so I believed her and spread the dryad's legs again.
'Wait, is the dryad okay with this?'
Normally, when I bring other girls, Mollang gets jealous and bites. But now, even though I was about to fuck a dryad, she wasn't upset. Instead, she split herself up to help. The change in behavior had me suspicious.
'Wait... does Mollang not see the dryad as a woman?'
Sometimes, when I found a good knot in a tree, I'd shove Mollang in and fuck it. So maybe to her, this was just another tree knot. Maybe she even saw it as cuddling.
'Maybe...'
Slide...
The dryad's knot hole was neither tight nor loose.
The small Mollang fit in perfectly, forming just the right pressure around my dick. By the time I fully inserted, she had molded herself inside to fit the shape of my cock.
Squelch.
Surprisingly, it felt no different from fucking a regular tree with Mollang inside.
'Is it even squeezing me?'
Aside from Mollang's juices making it wet, there wasn't much fluid. Knocking on her belly again produced a hollow sound. I must've sucked her dry earlier, and now there wasn't even enough to make natural lube.
Creak... creak...
Her wooden legs wobbled as I moved, her body shifting with every thrust. Since I had already toppled her earlier, she couldn't even offer passive resistance. She just lay there, taking it.
'Wait, is this... dangerous?'
Uprooting a tree is like choking a human—cutting off its lifeline. If I leave her disconnected from the ground too long, she might actually die.
'But... once a man pulls out his dick, he's gotta stick it in something... Even if it is a knot hole.'
So I started jabbing the tip of my cock against Mollang's core inside the hole, stimulating her to react. I aimed for the small bumps deep inside, thrusting until her core pushed into my urethra, triggering my climax.
Spurt!
Mollang flinched, and my cum gushed into her core. The dryad, still slowly trying to close her legs, was left behind as I withdrew from her knot hole.
Pop!
As my cock came out, the cum overflowed past Mollang's capacity and sprayed from her root. Her core was now completely soaked in thick semen, barely visible.
'Was that too rough?'
Tiny Mollang has lower intelligence and durability than the main body. I may have treated her too roughly. As I worried, the tiny Mollang started reforming back to her usual blob shape, now round and filled with cum.
She returned in slime form, carrying the cum-filled orb in her belly. The main Mollang waddled over, gently scooped her up, and tucked her into her chest.
Swoosh.
Absorbing the smaller one, Mollang shivered, wearing a blissful expression like she was savoring the experience passed on by her smaller self.
Thankfully, since Mollang had wrapped me, the dryad's knot hole only had a bit of her moisture on it, showing no real signs of being used. The holes in her nipples were sealed up again, so I figured it was the perfect crime. I stood the dryad back up where she had been.
Thunk.
"There. That should do it."
Her roots took hold again at the village edge.
Plop.
"Huh?"
Swoooosh!
Her legs buckled and she leaned against a nearby tree. Suddenly, sap burst from her knot hole all at once.
She must've had a ton of sap hidden in her trunk. It gushed like a ruptured canteen. I panicked and grabbed Mollang to catch it.
Tremble tremble...
Her eyes, normally just flat patterns, now rolled upward. She had the face of a woman at her climax, mouth open and eyes glazed. Even her sealed nipples spurted sap like fountains.
Just moments ago she had been calm and stiff, but now she was reacting like all the pleasure hit her at once when her roots reconnected.
Drip drip drip...
The sap caught in Mollang's body was as sweet and refreshing as ever. I instinctively grabbed her and formed a makeshift water pouch.
Drip... drip...
The last drops of sap dribbled out as the dryad finally came to. Her eyes now filled with humiliation as she glared at me, but with her slow movements, she couldn't do anything.
A moment ago she was just a bland wood statue. Now, she sat with legs folded, sap dripping down her thighs, nipples wet from leaking sap—so lewd it made me hard again.
"Huff... huff..."
Holding the sap-filled Mollang pouch, I approached her once more.
Dryads are supposed to be noble tree spirits. But now, she was in a shameful pose, her expression twisted with pleasure.
I wanted to see how far I could corrupt her.
"Alright, one more time..."
Just as I was about to topple her again...
"Whatcha doing?"
"Ah! Just admiring how pretty this dryad is!"
Pai's voice called from behind. My plan to fuck her again was ruined. I tried to zip up, but the zipper got stuck. Mollang quickly slipped into my pants, wrapping around my still-hard dick to tuck it away.
"Ah, yes, uh... Miss Pai?"
"You don't have to call me Miss. Just Pai is fine!"
She beamed at me, full of innocent curiosity. Meanwhile, I was struggling with my half-open zipper.
Mollang was hiding it, but anyone could tell it wasn't closed.
"Why is that open?!"
And not even two seconds later, Pai noticed.