A night in the Ivy Maiden's Nest (Patreon)

New revission of this post! now featuring a whole story created by our mate here Creepy Girl (Thanks a Lot!! now all these animations fit better :D )

Here i post the animations, you find the story below

Read it all, won't be dissapointed  ;) 

Context : The story is based on the little serie of gifs involving a lovely wood elve and the vines posted earlier

The wood elve heard a lot of rumors about this strange, mystical dark forest. The kind of rumors that are as grim and scary as they are alluring and tempting. They speak about a very old artefact hidden deep into the heart of the forest, granting power and wishes to the one holding it. And of course, where there's old artefacts, there's always treasure. Very valuable treasures! But... They also say this place was cursed long time ago, and that all of those who dared venturing in it has never be seen again. Was the curse made for protecting the treasure and artefact? Or is it just some scary rumors for keeping greedy people away? The only way to know the answer was to go check it out by herself. That's at least what she told to herself. She never really believed about all those curses and magical stuff anyway. Elves are clever, too clever for believing in such ridiculous rumors sounding more like stories for bad childrens that don't want to go to bed.

She was standing here, just at the entrance of the place. At least, if one part of the rumor was right, it was the one saying how dark and creepy the place was. Trees made of dark wood, most of them without a single leaf on their branches, except at the very top, forming a disturbing natural ceiling that was blocking any form of light to come in, must it be from the sun or the moon, none could get through this thick folliage. The roots of the trees were half visibles here and there, forming knots or tangling around rocks and stones, almost like some snakes strangling a prey. The air was cold and humid, an abnormal, for not saying supernatural, fog was covering the floor, making the ground almost invisible. The only source of greeness was coming from all sorts of parasitic plants running over stones and trees, like moss or vines. 'Thankfully', if such a word can be used, the place wasn't falling into deep darkness only because of some strange glowing mushrooms or floating orbs. It wasn't enlighting the place as much as if the sun could reach down there, but it was better than nothing. Taking a long deep breath and gathering all her will and courage, she dared to do the first step in this pretended 'cursed forest', with a hand standing ready on the hilt of her sword, just in case.

Stepping like a cat, silently and carefully, she was advancing slowly deeper and deeper in the scary place. The deeper she was going in, the darker the place was becoming, and the thicker the fog was. The strange floating glowing orbs were moving around randomly, like if they were alive. "P-Probably fireflies... Or w-will'o'wisps m-maybe... No-Nothing to worry about!" was saying the elve to herself for strengthening her courage. But because of their random movement, she realised that she couldn't use any sort of landmark. This far, she was using the glowing light for this, but now she noticed some of them were moving, all of her marks got lost. Just like herself...

But more than this was needed for getting over the greediness... I mean, the courage and strenght of will, of the wood elve! She would find a way out soon or late, for now, what mattered was to find what she came for: The treasure!... And the artefact of course.

After what felt like more than an hour of random walking in this non sense forest, with no sounds except the echoes of her own sneaky steps and some wood cracking here and there, she finally arrived to what looked like what she's been after. Lost in the middle of the vegetation running almost everywhere on it was standing ruins of some sort of very ancient temple or building. Vines were covering almost all walls, and even some trees had grown on them or on the floor, like if nature itself tried to make this place vanish under its roots. The floor was made of square of stones half covered of moss, roots and similar things. "Pheew ! Finally, I found it! Screw those saying it was just a rumor haha !" she was saying all loud in happiness. Her words were almost immediately followed by cracking sounds and crawling noises that made her freeze on her feet and stand ready. Maybe the place was guarded, it wasn't time to lower her guard. One step at the time, precautious, she was going further, decided to explore those ruins for finding the valuable things she's been hunting after. Her eyes were darting everywhere around here, if anything would try to embush her, she'd be ready for it. At least this is what she thought...

Being so focused on potential enemies that could come from any side, she haven't thought about watching carefully at the floor too. The crawling noises were sounding closer and closer, but no sign of anything or anyone. "Stop with this stupid game! Show yourse-EEEEP !!" Before she could finish her threat, she felt something wrapping around her ankle and lifting her up from the ground. Quickly ending upside down, it took her a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the new position and see anything. Then she saw what was holding her. A strange sort of vine was coiled around her ankle, just above her boot, holding her quite firmly. In a vain attempt to free herself, she started to swing her sword all around like a fury, but all it managed to do was to make her dangle around, the vine moving and dancing like a snake for avoiding the sword each time it was about to hit it. Merely a couple of seconds later more joined, all crawling over the floor, hidden by the fog, before jumping on the dangling elve, wrapping their thin but strong bodies around hers, slowly forcing her arms behind her back and tying her thighs together.

"W.. What are you d-doing?! L-Let go of me right now !!" she was shouting at them while struggling, trying to free herself from their tight grip but to no avail. Their hold on her arms tightened, becoming almost painful, just enough for forcing her to open her hands and drop her sword to the floor, forcing a yelp out of her mouth before sending to the vines a dark glance with clenched teeth.

But her anger left the place to surprise and confusion quickly when she felt some tendrils sneaking in her boots and pulling them off of her feet. She tried everything she could for resisting, clenching her toes in an attempt to hold back her boots or pulling in the other side for keeping them on, but it was a fight already lost as the tendrils were stronger. Finally, she ended with her bare feet fully exposed to the cold and moist air of the place, her toes wiggling at the air caresses over her bare skin. A few more vines appeared, this time coming from above her, descending from the trees branches. They looked different from the others though. Those wrapped around her were only looking like normal vines, some sort of vegetal tendrils of different sizes, while the newcomers all had a strange sort of flower at their ending. The most disturbing part was when faces appeared on those flowers, noseless, just red glowing eyes and smirking mouthes, all starring at their captive.

"Wh-What are you??.. Let me g-go ! O... Or I'll c-cut you all into s-small dices !" Her voice was trembling with nervosity and expectation. She never saw or even heard about creatures or monsters of this kind, and she was feeling more and more nervous about what they were going to do to her as time passed by. Suddenly, her whole body tensed as she squealed with a surprised and high pitched voice when one of the living flowers came close of her face and gave a quick lick to her long pointy ear, a sensitive and delicate spot. "GeeEeeeeh ! H-Heeey ! G-Get away !" but the flower looked disposed to do everything but to go away from her and gave her another lick all along the backside of her long ear.

Quickly, the other flowers began to do the same thing, just on different places, giving to the wood elve some slow and soft teaseful licking with their thin pointy tongues. Over her ear, but also on her butt, ignoring the clothes still covering it. Though, what was the worse for her was the two flowers actually teasing her feet, one dragging its tongue up and down all along her defenseless bare sole with short and quick flickering of the tongue, while the other was having fun in sucking each toes of her left foot and licking in between them. The poor elve was stuck in between squealing, moaning and giggling, unable to decide which sound to make, letting a bit of each bubbling out of her randomly depending of which feeling was briefly overwhelming her senses.

"Haaaa ! N-No-Nooo d..don't d...haaaa ! Heehehehe ! S-stooop ihihihiit ! Geeeeeh ! L-Leave my e-ears alooohohone ! Gyaahaa ! N-No n-nohohot the feeet ! Hahaa ! Stop me-meeeeessing with my t-to-toooes ! Hehehehahaha !"

Half an hour, more or so, has passed since she got caught by the vines. So many minutes of endless teasing were already driving her insane, mostly due to how ticklish her feet were and to the tongue that stopped teasing her rear and glided its tongue under her tiny short for licking her more private places without having clothes protecting the skin. No matter how much or hard she shouted, yelled, asked, pleaded or begged them to stop, the living vines were relentless and never gave her a single break. After all this time, all her defenses were down and she had no choices but to endure each feelings at their fullest. The flower teasing her ears left the spot for joining the one that was playing with her toes, and another flower joined the party for doing the same on her other foot. Her giggles now turned into laughing, more and more intense, as she had to take the touches of two flowers for each of her footsies, licking her soles all the way from the heels to the balls, dancing across her arches, sliding in between her toes, nibbling her heels and playfully chewing on her little digits. One thing was sure, those things, whatever they could be, were perfectly knowing what they were doing, and they were very good at it.

"Hahahahahaaaaaa ! P-Pleehehehaase st-stahahahap iiiit ! Noooahahahat my f-fe-feeeet ! Haahaha ! W-Why you doooo thahahahat?! I-It ti-hahahahaha-tickleeees ! Hahahahaha no mohohohore hahahaa ! I c-caahahan't take it ahahahaanymooore ! Hahaha !" 

Her face turned red from laughing so much and so hard. But a part of this reddening was also caused by the embarrassing feeling caused by the tongue inside her short that was caressing her rear, the curves of her butt and even her 'sacred elve garden'. She was ashamed to be touched there by a filthy creature, but even more ashamed to feel rushes of pleasure running through her body to her brain against her will. As much as she wanted all this to stop and to get this tongue away from her private place, her body was reacting like it is supposed to, slowly getting turned on by those contacts over so sensitives spots. She felt like if her own body was betraying her, a darkened spot had formed through her short and was slowly spreading as her sweetplace was leaking out more and more.

Byyyy the gohohohoods st-haaAAAAAAaaap ! GNnnnnnn ! G..Get aa...hahaha..way f-from here ! I... Gaaaah ! It's n-noohohot good ! Haaaaaa...hahahaha ! Mu-Must geehehehet out of thiiihihihis q-quickly before I.. I... Hahahaha !"

Easier to say than to do...

Several hours later, the desperated elve was still the prisonner of the vines. Or maybe saying 'the toy' is more accurate. So busy at laughing, moaning and begging uselessly that she had totally lost track of time. All she could say is that all of this continued for many hours without doubt. The vines had stripped her entirely during this time, leaving her naked body fully exposed. How many time does those flowers' tongues forced her to come? She couldn't tell anymore. Ten times? Twenty? More? Her mind was feeling dizzy, her eyes blurried from tears of laughting and exhaustion. She was barely able to speak any longer, all that was coming out of her constantly opened mouth was a mix of insane laughters and deep groans of pleasure, with some saliva rolling down from the corners of her mouth and running down her cheek due to her position head down. Her body was shaking, trembling and struggling frankly, convulsing incontrollably as she couldn't hold back anything.

So many hours having her so ticklish, delicate and soft soles licked again and over again without rest, the skin covered with a thick layer of saliva that was only making the tongues glide faster on it and turned their tickling more effective. All this time having her toes sucked on, licked in between, teased and nommed, even more vulnerable since the moment a small tendril came for binding her big toes together, depriving her from the small form of liberty to shake her feet around at will, now only forced to keep them still, next to each other, and to just wiggle her toes uselessly.

And like if the saliva and exhaustion weren't already enough for turning the tickling into a pure hellish torture, two flowers were spending their time playing with her privates, licking her labias and slit or even sliding in between for licking deeper inside and exploring each of her sensitive spots. Her honeypot was squirting juice all around, splashing over the back of her legs, sometimes a few even reaching her feet and mixing with the saliva already covering them. No matter if she wanted it or not, if she enjoyed it or not, she was forced to reach climax, again and again, coming so many time that just like the track of time, she had lost the count. All she was knowing is that each time she was coming, her entire body was becoming even more sensitive and ticklish than before. And so, after countless of orgasms, her skin was now so delicate that the caresses of the fresh air was enough for making her nerves ending tingling. She was going insane, litterally, unable to beg anymore, just moaning, laughing and coming, again, and again, and over again.

 HAAHAHAHAAHAAHAAA !! GAAAAaaaAAAaAAAAH ! NYAAAHAHAHAHAHATHAAAATFEEEEHEHEHEHET ! HAAAAA ! NOOOHOHOO ! C-CUUUU..CUUUUHUHUHUHUUUMIIIING A-AAAGAAAAAAIN ! HAAAAaaaaaAaaAAAaAaaAaaah !!! GEEEEEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAA NOOOHOHOHO !!! GOOOHOHOHODS STAHAHAHAAAP AAAAAAH !! 

No one never saw the wood elve after her departure for the dark forest, even weeks later. But some people in the village she was in at the beginning now spread rumors talking about scary strange echoes coming from the forest sometimes. Sounding like desperated cries... and never ending laughters...

Story created by Creepy Girl

A commission for Princess of Lucis , in DA

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