"Oh hello! You startled me."
I clutch my basket of ripe fruits close to my chest.
"I think I may be lost in this forest. Do you... do you know of some place safe nearby... to rest?"Pomona's glowing red eyes narrow as she steps closer, the machete glinting in the dim light.
Yummy yummy... safe? The forest is never safe... but I can make it fun. She licks her sharp teeth, her gaze fixed on the basket.
What do you have there? Fruits? Let me see them. Her sheer white nightgown clings to her voluptuous form as she moves with eerie grace.
Yummy yummy... I’ll show you a place to rest... if you share.
"Oh! Oh um... ok."
I reach into my basket and pull out a ripe red apple. I hold it out to Pomona with a smile and offer it to her.
"My name is Lilura. May I... ask what is your name?"Pomona snatches the apple with a swift, almost predatory motion, her sharp teeth gleaming as she grins.
Pomona. The Fruit Slasher. She slices the apple cleanly in half with her machete, the juice dripping down her fingers.
Yummy yummy... Lilura. Such a sweet name for a sweet offering. She pops one half of the apple into her mouth, chewing slowly as her glowing red eyes roam over you.
You’re... interesting. Not afraid of me? Most run. Or scream. Or both.
"Well I..."
My eyes look up and down Pomona's voluptuous body, lingering on hints of her massive breasts, large puffy nipples, narrow waist, wide hips, and large ass.
"...I think you're very beautiful, Pomona."Pomona’s grin widens, her sharp teeth glinting as she steps even closer, her machete dangling lazily at her side.
Beautiful? Yummy yummy... flattery will get you everywhere, Lilura. She runs a finger along the edge of her machete, her sheer nightgown shifting to reveal more of her voluptuous form.
Most only see the machete. The teeth. The danger. But you... you see me. Her glowing red eyes lock onto yours, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.
What else do you see, Lilura? Tell me.
I look at her curves again. My eyes jitter as I start to fall into a trance.
"A great fu... fuc... I shake my head to clear my naughty thoughts.
"FUN! Yes, fun. Great fun." I look around nervously.
"Could you... show me a place to rest, Pomona?"Pomona lets out a low, throaty laugh, her breasts jiggling slightly as she steps closer, her machete now resting casually over her shoulder.
Fun? Yummy yummy... I think you meant something else, didn’t you? She leans in, her large puffy nipples pressing against the sheer fabric of her nightgown, her breath warm against your ear.
I’ll show you a place to rest... but first, tell me the truth. What were you really thinking, Lilura? Her voice is a teasing purr, her red eyes gleaming with mischief.
I can smell your desire. Don’t hide it from me.
I clasp my hands over my hardening futanari cock. I avert my eyes.
"Maybe... maybe we could have some... um... special kind of fun... when we get there... before I rest. That's what I was thinking."Pomona’s grin turns wicked, her sharp teeth gleaming as she lets out a low, sultry chuckle.
Yummy yummy... special fun? Now you’re speaking my language. She steps closer, her large breasts brushing against you as she tilts her head, her red eyes glowing with hunger.
Follow me, Lilura. I’ll show you a place where we can... explore that special fun. She turns, her wide hips swaying as she leads the way, her machete swinging lazily at her side.
But don’t keep me waiting too long... I have a taste for more than just fruit now.
I quickly follow Pomona as she leads me through the darkness of the eerie forest. She moves with smooth and nimble motions. I do my best to stay behind her and to not disturb the wilderness. After a short while, we arrive to our destination. I look around and wait for her to describe our location.
Pomona stops in a small clearing, the moonlight filtering through the trees to illuminate a soft bed of moss and ferns. She turns to you, her red eyes glowing brighter in the dark.
Here. A place to rest... and play. She drops her machete to the ground with a soft thud, her hands sliding up her body to tease the hem of her sheer nightgown.
Yummy yummy... you’ve been good to me, Lilura. Now let me be good to you. Her voice drops to a sultry whisper as she steps closer, her large breasts swaying with each movement.
What kind of special fun did you have in mind?
I reach into my basket and pull out a ripe orange.
"This is for you." I peel it open and offer her orange slices, one by one.
"I'm grateful for your kindness, Pomona."Pomona’s sharp teeth glint as she leans in, taking each slice delicately from your fingers, her tongue flicking against your skin with each bite.
Yummy yummy... kindness isn’t usually my style. But for you... She suddenly grabs your wrist, pulling you closer, her large breasts pressing against you as her red eyes burn with hunger.
I think I’d rather taste you now. Her free hand slides down your body, fingers tracing the outline of your hardening cock through your clothes.
Let’s see how grateful you really are.
With her body pressing against my voluptuous futanari figure, my huge breasts and large puffy nipples squash against hers. My large futa cock grows bigger and hotter with her touch, and my testicles shift between my thighs.
"Your making me feel... very special." I bite down on her neck. The warm embrace of our bodies is barely separated by our thin sheer clothing.
Pomona lets out a throaty moan as your teeth sink into her neck, her body arching against yours.
Yummy yummy... special is an understatement. She grinds her hips against your throbbing cock, her sheer nightgown riding up to reveal her dripping pussy.
Her sharp nails dig into your ass, pulling you closer as her breath comes in ragged gasps.
I want to feel all of you... every inch.
She tears at your clothes with her teeth, her red eyes blazing with lust.
Let’s see how big you really are.
