In the Forest
Warning: this story contains sexual relations between a high-school bunny and an unexplainable monster. It also contains mild drug use. If that sort of thing bothers you, please do not read it. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy! If you do happen to read all or most of it, ratings and comments would be most appreciated. * * *
Diego padded softly through the woods, keeping an eye around for anyone or anything. He had never seen anyone here, but you could never be too careful. The bunny sneaked quietly along the path trodden a thousand times by similarly minded youth, glad to be well out of range of his high school's security staff by now. Diego was a good student - when he showed up. That wasn't too often, since the whole damn thing was ungodly boring. On such a beautiful spring day? Kids shouldn't be locked up having to listen to an evaluation of The Great Gatsby. A prickly thorn snagged Diego's jersey T-shirt - the third time today - nearly ripping it to shreds as it brought the 16-year-old to a screeching halt. Diego threw the shirt off and carefully untangled it - there would be questions at home if it was ripped when he got back. He left the shirt draped over his shoulder - it was nice enough, nobody was around, and it's not like Diego had a lot to hide. At 16, he was already 5'5" and toned, if not buff. His long jean shorts resisted the prickly plants here, so he left them on. Another half-mile down the trail Diego found his usual spot. A tree stump out in the middle of a clearing, where he could see the sky. He had let entire days fly by just watching the clouds - well, that and lighting a joint or two. After all, there wasn't much else to do during the last few periods of the day. He reached the stump, set down his shirt next to it and pulled a small plastic bag out of the back pocket of his jeans. It contained everything he needed - hash, papers, and a lighter. This was some new stuff - his friend Bobby had found some other source claiming to have better weed. Time to find out! Diego quickly set out the supplies, rolled up the joint with the experience of many such days, and lit up. He inhaled the plant smoke while sitting down next to the tree stump, tasting the peculiar odor of it and watching the sky. It got into his system pretty fast, and that giddy, hazy feeling crawled through the bunny. Ahhh, no better way to spend an idle spring day. Diego suspected he wouldn't be moving for a while, and took his slouch to whole new levels. Some time passed - maybe an hour, maybe more, when Diego felt something crawling up his right leg. Most of the way through the joint, he didn't feel like swatting it, but he managed a glance. A sort of slimy, green tendril not quite an inch thick wiggled its way from his ankle up to his knee. Diego had just enough presence of mind to glance at the mostly-gone joint. "Huh?" he asked to no one in particular. The tendril didn't answer, and instead wrapped its way around his calf, spiraling about his leg until it reached his right knee. It was soon joined by another tendril that spiraled up his left leg the same way. Diego watched, fascinated - what the hell was it? He looked up a bit, and saw the tendrils disappear into the leaves and moss covering the forest floor. They wouldn't bite, would they? The twin tendrils suddenly tightened, gripping Diego's legs with vice-like force. Diego watched the tree stump fly past his head upside-down as he felt himself hauled into the air. Dizziness swooped through him as the bunny tried to regain his sense of direction - he tried sitting up, but that was hard, so that must be up, and the other way was... down? The bunny shook his head, trying to clear it. What was going on? He looked above him - those tendrils arced above him and behind him, to somewhere he couldn't see. He tried grabbing one, but the slimy thing was too close to his grey fur, and too slick to grasp firmly. The bunny relented and just hung there a moment, feeling the laziness of the drug creep into him again. Just hang - this situation would fix itself. As he lie there, suspended upside-down in the air, he saw where the tendrils came from. A mass of slimy greenish-white goo six feet on a side slithered quietly beneath him, and Diego could just make out two long tendrils of ooze poking out of it. What the hell? What kind of thing was it? It bubbled and popped, like some kind of tar, and within a breath more of the green tentacles slithered their way out of the ooze and towards him. Despite the hash, Diego struggled, swinging his waist this way and that, trying to kick the nasty things off his legs, but nothing worked. The tentacles held his legs firmly as nearly a dozen more of the slick things gathered around the suspended bunny. Diego didn't yell - what good would that do? No one was around. And, maybe thanks to the weed, he wasn't really scared... just, a bit freaked out. He stared at the tendrils hanging quietly in the air - well, the ones he could see, anyway. They swayed slightly, like plants in a breeze, as if deciding what to do with him. He felt a larger, slimy thing sliding up his upside-down back, starting between his shoulder blades and slowly curling around to his chest. Diego freaked. He struggled a bit more, swinging his arms along with his waist to try and wrench free of the things, but that stopped short as four or five tentacles latched onto his wrists, pulling them backwards until he was stretched out. That big, slimy one curled all the way around his torso, slithering along his waist until it passed beneath his jeans and curled around his crotch. Diego could feel the slime soak through his underwear, getting his most sensitive fur slick and wet. Now he screamed - or tried to. As his mouth opened, three of the small tentacles swaying in front of him darted like guided missiles towards his mouth. Before the bunny could even think of closing it, the tendrils corkscrewed their way in, sweeping along his cheeks and gums, rubbing across the inside of his mouth as if looking for something. Diego could barely breath - it was like being french kissed by three girls at once. Exhausting. The tentacle curled around his crotch snapped upwards, ripping his jeans apart - Diego could feel the two halves sliding off his body. More tentacles slithered up his torso, these thinner and slicker. Two crawled up his back and snaked right through his boxers! Up the legs they went, snaking across the other tentacles to wriggle their way inside his socks. He nearly laughed as they wrapped around his footpaws, then felt them uncoil. Cool afternoon air brushed across his feet as the tentacles coiled around them again, and what remained of his shoes and socks thudded quietly onto the forest floor. The rabbit tried to scream again, then gagged lightly as one of the tentacles dabbed lightly on the back of his throat, wiping around just a bit. The rabbit coughed, but the tentacles held his mouth open. Four more tentacles slithered up his chest and back, more of the small, thin breed - these carefully worked their way beneath his boxers, then snapped outwards, ripping the last bit of Diego's clothing off of him. Diego felt the warmth of sunlight in a place where he definitely should not! And yet, hanging here, naked in the forest - he couldn't help but be a tad aroused... Two of the tentacles dived for his sensitive spot - one drew its tip around the bunny's tight anus, and the other coiled itself around Diego's balls, not squeezing, but caressing the bunny's sensitive parts. The other two wriggled like a double-helix around Diego's now-hardening shaft. They felt smooth and slimy, but warm, and as they wrapped around Diego's penis he made the slightest of "mmmm" sounds in pleasure. That was when the last tentacle penetrated him, sliding forcefully down into the rabbit's hole, and Diego's ears stiffened in instant alarm. These appendages were soon tied together by another tentacle, which slithered into a coil around the rabbit's ears and began to teasingly explore the entrance there, too. The tentacle inside Diego's sphincter slid in, and in and in, past the point where Diego could even feel it, and could only feel the pressure on his insides to know the thing was still moving. He cried out, muffled and gagged by the tentacles in his mouth, and the thing withdrew, dragging its long length out of him. The two tentacles around his cock pulsed, constricting and heating around the bunny's member, and Diego felt completely sexually confused... then they did it again and he gave in to the pleasure. He had little choice, really - he was still being held upside-down with his arms stretched behind him. The two tentacles continued to pulse, and slowly moved up and down the bunny's cock. The bunny moaned into his tentacle-gag as the hot rush of pleasure started to flow through him. He tried to ignore it when he felt a bevy of further tentacles writhing their way across his buttocks, tried to concentrate on the pleasure on the opposite side of his waist. Must have been two dozen tiny, ticklish little things crawling on his rear, but Diego ignored them in favor of the warm, tight massage on his penis. A few drops of pre leaked out, and dropped down to hit the bunny's chin. The two dozen tiny, millimeter-sized tentacles reached the edge of the rabbit's rear, and quietly wriggled their way in. The pace of the pressing tendrils on his cock picked up, and the bunny could only moan in perverse pleasure as he felt the slimy things squirming about in his behind. They rubbed and writhed against the walls of Diego's hole, rubbing against his tightly constricted ring, creating the strangest sensations in the young bunny. The tentacles wormed their way inwards, rubbing and writhing until they seemed to reach the bottom of the bunny's feeling. They stopped there, and just pressed and wriggled about, rubbing the rabbit's prostate with the same vigor they used to scramble about the rest of his rear. Diego cried at this new sensation, feeling the electric rush of pleasure run throughout his body from both his ass and his cock. Diego hung there, getting used to the wriggling in his rear and the massaging on his cock, when he saw a big, inch-thick tentacle poised in front of his snout. With his mouth propped open, there was little Diego could do as the tentacle pressed forward, between the others, and slid to the back of his throat. The bunny couldn't breath for a moment, and then the tentacle pulled out, allowing him to draw in a ragged bit of air. Then it shoved back in again, and drew out, fucking Diego's mouth like a little wet hole. The added stimulation was too much. Diego felt the wriggling around his prostate, the tentacles brushing against every part of his ass, the teasing on his ear, and the light thudding against the back of his throat... and all of it accentuated the two tentacles now sliding up and down his cock, constricting their coils and secreting that wet warmth onto his member. Up and down they went, coiling and squeezing his young bunny cock, slick with their oozy slime. Diego tried to thrust a little as the pleasure burned hot within him, building slowly to nuclear blast that rocked his body back and forth within the tentacles' grip. Warm, white jizz spewed from his erect member onto the big tentacle sliding in and out of his mouth. Suddenly, it all stopped. The tentacles all ceased their movement as the big tentacle pulled out of Diego's face. It snaked its way back to the puddle of greenish-white ooze beneath him. Suddenly, everything slithered out of him - the tentacles in his anus withdrew at double the speed they had entered, and every one of the bunny's restraints uncoiled. The two tentacles freed his cock, and the remaining tendrils in the bunny's mouth retreated. Diego fell, and barely missed the pile of slime as it oozed away, down the path he had come by. He hit the forest floor with a THUD! and felt the wind get knocked out of him. He lie there a moment, enjoying the post-orgasmic haze and trying to breath again. When he finally got his breath back, he tried to think for a moment - had that really happened? Could it just be the drug? Then he looked at his destroyed clothing. No, that had been real. He slipped on his shirt, still safely lying on the ground next to the tree, and with a bit of green ooze at the bottom. Had that thing just oozed down the path towards his school? Oh well - someone else's problem, Diego thought. Now to try and get home without being arrested for indecent exposure.