Ritual of Life

From Create Your Own Story

You undo the little cloths your wrap around yourself for clothing and expose your bare breasts and hairless pussy. The dark tones of your skin blend with the cold stone earth as the sun sets, turning everything purple. You begin to chant while tossing powders created from alchemical agents to initiate the Ritual of Life. One by one, you become surrounded by nature's blessings. Wild boars, bears, wolves, birds, and even the forest's large insects gather around you.

Strength takes control in the purity of the wild. You don't look, but you already know who is going to approach you first. Gorok, a huge wild boar, stands over you after a few minutes of chanting. You don't lose focus on the ritual, taking aphrodisiac herbs and burning them in the air to energize the animals around you. You stutter only once, as the Gorok penetrates your vagina, using the girth of his cock to force your legs wider apart.

You want to cry out in pain, but you know that interrupting the ritual would mean gathering the materials and starting again. Instead, you chant louder and louder, timing your breathing with the boar's rabid thrusts. Minutes later you're filled with his semen, which glow white with the energy from the Ritual of Life. The first hour of the night continues the same. Two packs of wolves, normally rivals in the forest, peacefully share your body as their claws turn your skin raw and their cocks batter and bruise your vagina with wild thrusts. The skill of your ritual performance even draws in the insects, and a number of large spiders and dragonflies end the night by pumping you up with their unusually clear semen.

You moan out the last of the words, calling on the earth to use you as it does the soil. Slowly, your flesh becomes a sponge for the gallon or so of cum inside and outside of you. You suddenly spring up, the exhaustion from the ritual gone and your old wounds from past battles completely healed. You wrap yourself back up and scale a tree, seeing what you can sense in the forest around you. It's time to begin your patrols.


Head to the road, where bandits always cut and burn trees for camps.

Track a wild monster threatening the balance between humanoids and nature.

Investigate a coven of sorcerers who mean to abuse the magic in your woods.

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