Brenda and the Forest Nymph

Brenda Romero expected that at any moment she would see the road through the trees ahead of her. She felt like she had been walking for hours, though it was probably no more than 45 minutes, after getting separated from her hiking group on a trip deep in the Appalachian Mountains of West Virginia. Her friends must not have realized that she was off peeing when they started moving again. That’s the only explanation she could come up with for their sudden disappearance, and since they were traveling off the trails, she had no way of effectively following them. Instead, after taking a few deep breaths to calm her nerves, she had begun walking to the South, which she was pretty sure would lead her to the minor highway they had originally used to drive into the woods.

As she was beginning to despair that she’d never find the road, Brenda spotted a flash of orange fur up ahead of her. A fox leaped out from under the brush, trotting a few yards away before turning to stare back at her. The intelligence shining in its emerald eyes seemed otherworldly, and she felt an instant calm wash over her, as if the creature was saying to her, “It’s alright, I’m here now.” The fox turned and began walking away to Brenda’s left, then stopped and turned its head to stare at her again after moving only a few paces, as if beckoning her to follow. Which is exactly what she did, though she couldn’t fathom why.

The fox led her deeper into the forest, and she never once questioned its intentions. It was obvious to Brenda that this creature had no malice in its heart, and meant to help her escape the forest safely. After about twenty minutes of following the fox, Brenda saw a clearing ahead of her through the trees, and at the far end of the clearing she could see a small cottage. I’m safe! she thought, as any sign of civilization was a welcome sight to her at that point. The fox stepped into the clearing and continued leading her straight toward the cottage, and when it alighted on the small front porch, it squirmed through the partially open front door.

Brenda, suddenly feeling a bit nervous about entering a stranger’s house, crept cautiously up onto the porch and knocked on the simple wooden door. “Hello? Is anyone home? I got lost in the woods…”

“Come in, child,” said a woman’s voice. “You’ve nothing to fear.” The voice was soft and inviting, and like the fox, Brenda felt that she truly had nothing to fear from the owner of this voice, even though she knew should probably be cautious. She pushed the door of the cottage open, flooding the inside with light. Inside the modest dwelling was a small kitchenette with a dining table and a teapot simmering on a wood-burning stove. On the other side of the cottage sat a small dresser and a large bed covered in luxurious-looking furs. Lying on the furs, peering at Brenda with large, green eyes, was a beautiful red-headed woman, perhaps in her mid-thirties, wearing only a loincloth made of what looked to be rabbit fur. “Well hello, Brenda,” the woman said. “I’m so glad you came here. We’ve got much to discuss.”

Despite the woman’s state of nudity and the fact that she somehow already knew her name, Brenda still felt that she meant no harm. “How… who are you?” she asked. She closed the door behind her, then glanced around the room again, and wondered aloud “And where did that fox go?”

The woman laughed, which sounded to Brenda like beautiful chimes ringing in a light breeze. “The fox? Why, don’t you recognize me, young one?” The woman closed her eyes for a moment, seeming to concentrate on something. Suddenly, a pair of huge fox ears sprouted from the sides of her head, and her nose and mouth pushed outward into a snout. Brenda involuntarily stepped back, inhaling sharply in surprise, and then the ears and snout were gone as quickly as they had appeared. “You see, child? That fox was me, and I her. This body,” she gestured from her head to her toes “is simply one form that one such as us can take.”

The woman stood, and Brenda was painfully aware of her nudity as her breasts swayed back and forth. Wow… she thought, if only I had a pair like that. “Would you like me to teach you? You have the power within you—I can see it plainly. I am Arynia, and I could be your teacher, and you my student.” She walked slowly toward Brenda, her bare feet placed purposely and gracefully with each step. As she stepped up to Brenda, she put her arms around her, hugging the girl close to her bare body.

Brenda’s embarrassment was quickly outweighed by her excitement and lust at being so near to the beautiful woman. She had always been more attracted to other girls than the boys she’d dated, and had only recently realized that she was likely a lesbian. This beautiful, mostly nude woman was igniting a fire in her despite the strange circumstances.

She reluctantly extracted herself from the woman’s embrace. “You… you WERE the fox? How is that possible?”

“Child, some, such as yourself, have a connection to the natural world.” She took Brenda’s hand and led her toward the bed, motioning for them to sit together. “Those of us with this talent can perform wondrous feats, including changing skins.”

“Wait,” Brenda said, “you’re saying that I have this talent? That I could become an animal?”

“Yes, child. You have much of nature’s power flowing through you. I can feel it… here.” She placed her hand right over Brenda’s heart, which sent a tiny thrill of sensual energy through Brenda. “I can teach you to harness this power. Would you like that? To become my pupil?”

“I… but… I should get back and find my friends! I got separated from them… they’ll be worried about me!” She began to stand, but Arynia placed a hand on her shoulder, coaxing her to stay seated.

“Brenda, you lovely girl, your friends will do fine without you. I promise, any distraught that they or your family feel at your absence will be well worth it. I ask only for a few days in which to show you the most basic of Nature’s talents. Then, if you like, you can go home. Later, if you feel so inclined, you may return to visit me again, and learn more of Nature’s secrets.” She placed her hand over Brenda’s, and her touch was tender. “What do you say?”

Brenda was, of course, tempted to stay with this beautiful woman for as long as she might have her. After all, what do I really have waiting at home? My parents fight constantly, and the girls at my school are all straight. “If I stay, it can just be for a few days? To learn how to… become something?”

“I doubt that you’ll be able to change your skin totally after only a few days, but I can start you on your way. From there, you will be able to learn much about Nature’s secrets yourself,” Arynia said. “So, you have decided to stay and learn from me?”

“I… suppose so, yes.” Now that she had said it out loud, Brenda was becoming less fearful and more excited by the moment at the prospect of learning how to do the things that Arynia was promising to her. “How do we start?”

“You start,” Arynia said, standing and pulling Brenda to her feet, “by removing your clothing.”

Brenda’s heart began racing once more. “My… clothes? But…” she stammered, but Arynia was already pulling her blouse up toward her head.

“Child, you must remove the remnants of human society that you’ve covered your body with, in order to feel Nature’s presence. These fabrics muffle Nature’s voice, and they must be removed.” Arynia tugged Brenda’s shirt over her head, revealing her black bra underneath. Brenda instantly blushed, feeling exposed despite the other woman’s state of dress. Brenda had never been a petite girl, but her figure was full in all the right places. She’d always worn a full C cup, but next to Arynia’s huge, supple breasts, hers seemed tiny in comparison.

Arynia turned Brenda around and deftly unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She then stepped up, pressing her breasts against Brenda’s back and wrapping her hands around her waist to unbutton Brenda’s jeans. Brenda felt Arynia’s nose in her hair, and heard her take a long breath, smelling her shampoo. “I generally do not approve of your society’s obsession with soaps and perfumes, but your hair smells exquisite. Is that the scent of strawberries?”

Brenda’s embarrassment was quickly diminishing, replaced with a lust that surprised her. She pulled her jeans down her bare legs, leaving only a pair of black panties trimmed in pink lace behind. “Yes… strawberries…” she breathed. Arynia placed her own hands over Brenda’s, and pressed herself up to Brenda’s now almost-bare body. Brenda could feel the softness of the rabbit fur against her ass, and Arynia’s hands began straying over her body, her left hand cupping Brenda’s left breast while her right hand slid along the outside of her thigh. “Oh… God, that’s nice,” Brenda said, losing herself in the feeling of Arynia’s bare skin against her own.

Arynia pulled away, catching hold of Brenda’s hand and pulling her toward the bed. “I will teach you much, young one, but first we must become as one flesh. Lie down, and I will give you pleasure.” Brenda lay across the furs, closing her eyes and feeling Arynia tug her panties down her thighs. Once the panties were gone, she felt soft hands begin to slowly knead her calves, slowly moving upwards in an extremely sensual massage. When Arynia’s hands reached her inner thighs, she moved upward more quickly, tracing her fingertips around Brenda’s breasts. Brenda felt her lie down, pressing their bodies together, and then Arynia’s mouth was on hers in a passionate kiss.

When Brenda awoke, Arynia was no longer lying next to her. Memories of the previous few hours crashed into her, making her moan with remembered pleasure.

“Hello again, child.” Arynia was at the stove across the room, making tea. “You slept well. Have you enjoyed our time together so far?”

“Umm... yeah! That was pretty amazing!”

“I’m glad.” She walked over with a steaming cup in her hand, now totally nude, as she had removed the loincloth during their lovemaking. The small mound of hair above her pussy was fire-red, the same color as the fox she had been earlier in the day. “Now, drink this tea. Then we will go outside and start your teachings.”

“That wasn’t part of it?” Brenda asked, taking the cup from her hands. “I mean, I’m not complaining, but I thought that was part of it.”

“No, I simply wanted you,” Arynia said slyly. “You were too beautiful to pass up. I apologize if it seems that I misled you, but it would seem that you aren’t too angry at me, correct?” She winked at Brenda, then walked back across the room, her ass swaying sensually with each step.

Nope, I don’t think I can possibly be angry about that, Brenda thought as she sipped her tea. It was herbal, and somewhat bitter, but not a bad flavor overall. After she finished it, she sat the cup on a small table, then stood and started to pick up her clothing.

“No, child, you won’t need those,” Arynia said, walking back over and taking the clothing from her. “Our training will be done in the nude.”

“But… what if someone sees us?” Brenda said, suddenly self-conscious about her nudity once more.

“No one will find this place if I wish them not to. Do not worry: I will respect your modesty. Only my eyes will lie upon you during your training.”

With that, the two of them walked outside into the late afternoon sunlight. The tops of the trees surrounding the clearing in which the cottage stood were swaying gently in the breeze, though Brenda couldn’t feel the breeze herself down at ground level. “We will start with the voice of the forest,” Arynia said, indicating the trees themselves.

“The forest has a voice?” Brenda asked, slightly incredulous at the thought. “I’ve never heard trees speak.”

“Yes, child, you have. You must learn to listen. Here,” she took Brenda’s hand, leading her to the edge of the clearing to a large oak tree, and placed her hand on the trunk. “Close your eyes. Feel the tree. Listen to it, and you will hear.”

Brenda closed her eyes, and with her hand on the tree, she tried to listen. She could hear the leaves rustling, and could hear the call of birds nearby, but she didn’t hear a voice. “All I hear are birds and wind,” she said.

“That is exactly what you should be listening for,” Arynia said. “Now, this time, really listen to what it’s saying.” She placed her own hand over Brenda’s, and pressed up against her. Brenda could feel Arynia’s heartbeat through her own skin, and she tried her best to concentrate on the tree and not on their bodies pressed so tightly together. After a few seconds, she heard something different. It was low and quiet, and the voice was deep and ancient. There were no real words, just a feeling that the voice was able to convey to Brenda, one of peace and tranquility.

“Wow, I can hear it. That’s… amazing!”

“Hush, child. Keep listening.”

They stayed that way for many minutes, with Brenda just listening to the voice of the trees. Eventually, Arynia pulled her back from the tree and said “You see that the voice of Nature is real. Now I’ll show you how to feel her power as well.”

Arynia held both of Brenda’s hands in her own and closed her eyes. Brenda could suddenly feel something surging through her, a sort of tingle flowing from Arynia’s hands into her own, then down through her body and out the soles of her feet into the ground. “This is the flow of Nature’s power. I’m pulling it from the earth, then flowing it through the two of us and back into the earth. This is a power that you can use for many different abilities, the greatest of which is skin changing. Open your eyes.”

Brenda opened her eyes and saw that Arynia’s entire head was now that of a large eagle. “Aah!” she cried, stumbling back from Arynia. “Don’t be afraid, child.” Arynia’s voice came out of the eagle’s beak. “It is still me.” Brenda watched as feathers covered the rest of Arynia’s nude body, and she began to shrink. In only a few moments, Arynia was an eagle. “You will learn to change in this way as well.” In the next few moments, Arynia grew to her full height and became human again. “Now, try to pull some of that energy which was flowing through us into yourself. Once you’ve felt the flow, you can control it yourself.”

Brenda closed her eyes and tried to visualize the flow of energy moving through her like it had when Arynia was holding her hands. She felt a small tingle around the soles of her feet, but nothing like what she had felt only moments before. “It’s… not easy. It’s so much weaker than when you did it,” she said.

“It will get easier. Try to concentrate on pulling the energy only into your legs. Once you feel it in your legs, then concentrate it in your belly. Slowly move up in that way until you can feel the energy in your head, then push that energy into your ears. If you can make your ears change, then you’ll learn to change everything.”

Closing her eyes once more, Brenda concentrated on just her legs, trying to pull energy up into them. After a few moments, the tingling she had felt in her feet was slowly moving up her legs, then up into her thighs. When it reached her thighs, the tingling intensified strongly rushing to converge between her legs, and those legs failed her as she was swept up in a sudden and intense orgasm.

“Holy shit!” she yelled, falling over into the short, soft grass. “You… mmm… could have warned me…” she breathed, relishing the waves of ecstasy.

Arynia was smiling broadly. “I didn’t want to spoil the fun of seeing you swoon. You need to keep the energy away from your flower unless you are ready for it. Mother Nature is quite the passionate lover. When you’re ready, stand and try again. Try to concentrate the energy along your outer thighs when moving it along that part of your body.”

After the pleasure waves subsided, Brenda stood on shaky knees to try again. This time, she concentrated on moving the energy up her legs without allowing it to touch her nether regions, and she was able to slowly move the energy up her body until she could feel it in her face. She pushed the energy toward her ears, and visualized her ears elongating, like pictures of beautiful elves she had seen in fairy tales.

“Fantastic, child!” Arynia said. “Your ears are lovely!”

Brenda reached up and felt that her ears had actually elongated! “Can I see them?”

Arynia’s laugh was soft and sensual as she stepped up to Brenda. “Come back inside, and we’ll find you a mirror.”

Apparently, elven ears were a particular turn-on for Arynia, for Brenda never did make it to the mirror. After another hour of passionate lovemaking, the two women drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. The next morning, they continued Brenda’s training, and her abilities grew from simple cosmetic changes to her own person to causing plants to grow more quickly. After another full day and night with Arynia, she started to think more about how much her family may be missing her.

“Could I go home, at least for a while? My mom and dad are probably frantic.” She looked at Arynia with pleading eyes while lying next to her under the furs of her bed. “I’ll come back. I promise I will.”

Arynia sighed. “I suppose it was inevitable. I’ve enjoyed your companionship so much, child, but I do know that I cannot be selfish. In the morning, you can leave. I do hope you return to continue your training as soon as you can.” She kissed Brenda passionately. “I will miss you.”

“You too,” Brenda said. “You’ve been so amazing… thank you.”

The next morning, Brenda put her clothes on for the first time in days, and Arynia pointed to the West. “If you walk only a half mile in that direction, you will find the road. Please return to me, young one. I will wait for you.”

Brenda’s walk away from the clearing was difficult, but she knew that her family would be going insane with worry. A quick walk through the woods brought her to the road, and she followed it for about a mile to a small gas station where she was able to call her parents. She told them that she had gotten lost and only just found her way out of the forest. Within an hour, her father was there to pick her up, with tears of joy streaming from his face.

A week later, Brenda’s life was beginning to return to normal, though she snuck outside at night to play around with her new abilities. She was beginning to really miss Arynia, so on a Saturday she borrowed her mother’s car and drove out into the mountains once again. She parked near where she had come out of the woods just a week before, and started walking into the woods. She walked for over two hours, making sure not to get herself lost, but she couldn’t find the clearing where she and Arynia had shared their passionate few days of training. She kept searching for the rest of the day, until it began to get dark and she realized that she needed to get back to the car before sundown. She drove away feeling a deep sadness at not being able to find her mentor and lover, and vowed to try again the next week.

“And so I went back every week for almost two months, trying to find her, but I never could. Maybe I wasn’t meant to find her. Now, each time I use my magic, I think of my beautiful teacher, and I hope that someday I can find her again.” The sadness in Brenda’s eyes was palpable, and Emma’s heart was breaking for her.

“I’m so sorry, Brenda. But, that is an amazing story! I wish I had found out that I could use magic in such a beautiful way… instead of just burning some dude’s lip with my nipple. I do hope you find her again someday.”

“Me too, Emma. Anyway, that’s how I found out that I could use Nature magic. It sucks that you don’t seem to have the same ability… I could teach you some really fun things if you could.” Brenda winked at Emma. “Some REALLY fun things.” She glanced at the clock. Oh! We should probably go.”

Emma and Brenda left the library, with Brenda’s story still buzzing through Emma’s head. I wish I could use Nature magic too… I’d love to be as close to her as she was with this Arynia woman, Emma thought wistfully. Maybe someday…