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Thread: The Library, The Witch and The Willow (Tsair x S4s)

The book that she touched shot from the shelf, landing on the floor with it's pages flipping wildly, a cacophany of sounds coming from the tome as a wind picked up inside the library, seeming to flow into the book. As they pages flipped, various titles to many different familiar books could be seen, as though this novel were a compendium of other stories. The wind seemed to push Willow towards the book, lightly at first, and then increasingly steady until it was impossible to fight, and soon, the library was empty once more, the book resting quietly on the shelf once more. ---- The world was a spiral of noise and colors, and Willow was having trouble discerning anything in the saturation of her senses. Soon though, the world went completely black, then slowly fading into view. It was her alone just outside a small house, in the middle of a forest. In her hand was a basket with a slip of paper on top that read, 'For Grandma' in flowing script. Her red cloak rested on her, and a closer inspection of her appearance would reveal that while she retained her looks, her clothes had been completely overwritten, and her previous outfit was missing entirely. A path lay ahead of the girl, deeper into the forest that grew darker, despite the sun being high in the sky. It seemed an unnatural darkness, and Willow could already feel the presence of another being, watching her every move.
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Willow stood perfectly still for a few moments as she tried to figure out what was going on. Seconds ago she'd been standing in the library, and now she stood facing a dark forest. Confused and bewildered, she looked down at herself. Yes, she was still in one piece. But her outfit! The first thing she noticed was the bright red cloak that surrounded her, covering her from her head to her shiny black mary janes...wait, mary janes? She hadn't worn shoes like this since she was a little girl. But they fit her adult sized feet perfectly enough. Next she noticed the short white pinafore dress she wore under her cloak, and as she lifted her cloak she noticed she wore a very thin, tight tshirt underneath. It was as if she'd been dressed in an adult halloween costume version of Little Red Riding Hood. And the basket in her hand confirmed it. Someone must have set this all up to mess with her. They must've drugged her in the library...but even as she thought this, she remembered she'd been standing up when she came to. And her head felt fine. There was only one more plausible explanation. She'd hit her head somehow, had fallen unconscious, and now she was dreaming. Yes. That was it. She was dreaming. She had always suspected her mind to be a little weirder than most, and now she'd confirmed it. Why else would she be having a dream set in a fairytale. Well, if this was what her mind wanted, who was she to deny, well, herself. Not even thinking of turning back, she slowly walked towards and then into the entrance to the forest.
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The sounds of the forest permeated the forest, only cracks of the noon-time light making it through the boughs of the trees. The forest seemed unusually thick, trees closing up around Willow as she walked, as though there were nothing but forest and path as far as the eye could see. The path was comprised of gravel and sand it wasn't the most pleasant to walk on, but it was better than whatever lie on the forest floor. As she got further into the forest and the house behind her was engulfed by the tree line, an almost ethereal night seemed to fall over the world, as though time sped forward about seven hours. Now, the little remaining light was fading, and Willow's senses were dulled by the lack of light accompanied by the noise of the forest shifting into an eerier, quieter and more unsettling tone. A howl broke the silence. It didn't seem far, and even the insects that had been chirping their night time song around Willow had now ceased. A cool breeze flew across her skin, seeming to make it through the tree line in an effort to get fresh air through this small jungle of oaks. The howl finalized, the light of the sun gone completely, and only the silvery glow of the moon breaking through the tree line, giving Willow only enough light to see the path that lie before her. Still no end in sight, the night time seemed almost a trap as the sound of rustling branches gave away that something was now -very- close. A growl followed, it seemed that whatever had howled had found its prey.
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Growing up and spending most of her life in the suburbs outside the city, Willow was really enjoying her walk through the forest. The sounds, the smells, the wildlife, it was all beautiful and new to her. At first she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her as the daylight started to fade. Then she wondered whether she'd dawdled too long in her walk through the forest, taking forever to go a small distance. But she had only felt like she'd been walking about a half hour. She didn't get a chance to think things further through, as her thinking was interrupted by the majestic call of the wild. A wolf's howl was something she'd never heard before, and she stopped, just for a sec to smile and appreciate it. She wrapped her cloak further around her, now starting to feel the chilly air, and she continued her journey. It wasn't the sound of the leaves that bothered her, but rather the sound of the animal's growl. She didn't dare stop, but picked up her pace, her heart thundering in her ears. A moment later she heard a twig snap, and not wanting to be dinner for some animal, she started running down the path. She didn't care if she was being paranoid or unreasonably fearful. What she heard was real. And close. Running a fair way down the track, Willow knew she couldn't keep up the pace for very long. She needed to look for some sort of shelter to catch her breath. She came across a huge tree with a root system that came up and out of the ground. She quickly climbed the roots and found a place to sit. With her back and right hand side against the tree, she could see anything that may come for her.
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The dark forest remained quiet with only the sound of cracking twigs and shifting rocks underneath Willow's feet as she ran. The dancing light of the moon continued to cover the ground, lighting her path just enough to allow her to run without hitting anything. It didn't seem as though she was actively being pursued, but the sense that something was watching still was in her mind. Then, she came upon the tree, looking as though it would be a good place to bunker. There was a bit of a respite as she caught her breath, watching the path behind her. She had plenty of time to completely regain her burst stamina, before the rustling sound of someone or something walking on branches approached once more. Through a patch of moonlight, Willow finally saw it. It was a tall, broad figure with what seemed like fur, a firm and muscular upper body visible through the pelt. Thick arms that ended in clawed hands passed through the moonlit glow, and the next thing lit up was the creatures face. The thick brown fur covered the head as well, with two upright ears. A long snout that had gleaming white fangs in the mouth struck a menacing visage, along with piercing golden eyes. The creature sniffed at the air, before it let out a deep, throaty voice tinged with malice. Little Red, I know you're around... Hunter ain't here to save you any more, he moved on already, the voice bellowed, claws scraping the bark off of a nearby tree with ease. He sniffed again as he traveled nearby the tree that Willow was situated in.
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The sight of the creature alone was enough to scare her. She'd never seen anything like it. She wanted to run, wanted to move, but she couldn't. Fear had frozen her completely. She watched as the creature approached, sniffing the air. She took in a shaky breath and moved silently on the root she was sitting on. His words confused her. Hunter, sounded more like a name than an occupation. And why would she need to be saved, here and now? This wasn't the way the story was supposed to go. She was supposed to make it to Grandma's house before she met the wolf. And that's when it hit her. She wasn't actually Little Red Riding Hood. And from what she could figure, this was all just a dream. The wolf was upright, and muscled...and talking! This had to be a dream. She spoke up, formulating a plan, but not daring to move from the root, Who are you? What do you want with me?
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As soon as she spoke, the creature's head snapped to have it's golden eyes set upon Willow. It seemed as though a predatory smile immediately set upon his mouth as it moved towards the roots, looking to Willow. My dear Little Red, you know you can't get away from me. This forest is MY territory. Anything in it belongs to me. Just giving me your precious basket won't be enough to satisfy me now, he growled. He continued to grow closer to Willow as he spoke. His words were now tinged with a hint of familiarity as his gaze trailed over Willow's entire figure. He was clearly evaluating her every move now, and was only mere feet away from her. Now, he was close enough to be seen much more clearly by the girl. Hr stood at about a foot taller than Willow, his broad figured form giving an casting an imposing image to her. Below his waist, something else was now visible in the moonlight as well. The creature's manhood was engorged, thick and much larger than average humans, to the point of questionable danger.
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An icy chill ran right through Willow's body as the wolf spoke to her. She couldn't quite figure out if it was because he scared her, or whether it was because his entire being intrigued her. She'd never seen anything like him before, and yet as he spoke, there was underlying familiarity to him. As he drew closer and he came completely into view, Willow's eyes widened. She found herself almost mesmerised by his magnificently meaty shaft. As he closed the gap between them, she found herself having to physically shake herself from her reverie. She had a plan. She had to escape. This being, though having a very pleasant effect on her insides, could only mean to harm her. Either in one form or, ahem, another. She slowly curled her legs beneath her until she was crouching, ready to spring when the moment was right. I may be in this forest, but I don't belong to you. And you won't be taking my 'basket', or any other part of me. You're going to let me go and let me be on my way. Or...or you'll be sorry... Taking the handle of her basket in both hands, she quietly slung the base up and over her right shoulder, ready to swing it at his head should he try to attack her.
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The Wolf seemed to be quite unintimidated by Willow's words, moving a claw to scrape at the roots of the tree she took as her refuge. He looked at it almost contemplatively, as though gauging the branches strength. He looked towards Willow with a vicious grin as he grasped the root, tendons in his wrist showing in a muscular display as he ripped it out of the ground, a shower of dirt rising as the tree shifted in it's position. It seemed quite inhumanly powerful, the root torn off where it found the amount of ground stronger than its own tension. The being set it down then, as though dating Willow to make a move. He moved closer to her, reaching gradually for her as he said, As I said, MY territory... You don't get to tell me what I can and can't have, I will take it by force if necessary... The snarl is voice rose as he moved in close to Willow, now moving up to her.
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Willow cried out as the wolf picked up the very root she was perched on, and lifted it out of the ground as though she and the root weighed nothing. The tree groaned as it shifted, and Willow gasped as the wolf showed that he was in fact stronger than the mighty tree as part of the root ripped off from the tree itself. Breathless and slightly terrified she watched the wolf place the root back on the ground, where she quickly dismounted. She knew what she had to do. She had to make a run for it. But first she needed to put some distance between them by the only means she knew how. You've got to catch me first, she said before swinging her basket at him hard in the stomach, and taking off down the path, not even looking back to see how much damage, if any, she had caused him. She had to run. Now.
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The wolf did actually seem surprised by the assault as Willow bolted off down the path. Surprised, but unaffected. He held the basket with a small grin, looking at the paper perched on top. .... Grandma's House. Naturally. He looked towards the fleeing Willow, a small lick to his lips as he watched her run away. A menacing smirk came to the beasts face as he dropped to all fours, dashing into the forest at a pace and disappearing quickly. Willow had run a fair ways down the path and silence reigned once more. The sounds of crickets even had returned, creating an almost taunting peace. After the display of monstrosity, it seemed difficult for the forest to return to a state of true peace. The wolf was nowhere to be seen, which might be a positive or negative. The path lay open before Willow however, and now far in the distance, there was a building just barely visible through the treeline.
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Willow stopped to catch her breath a moment. Panting heavily, her lungs hurting from the extended pressure, she bent over slightly, placing her hands on her knees, drawing in as much air as possible, wincing slightly with each breath. For a dream, this was starting to feel awfully real. She took a moment to gather her thoughts. She knew she hadn't hit the wolf hard enough to cause him any sort of pain, mostly because she knew she should have heard a groan or at least a wince of hurting, but she hadn't heard anything. And yet he hadn't come after her. Well, from what she could tell. But she knew she couldn't stay too long in the same place. She had to keep moving. Willow walked through the forest a little while longer. As the building came into view her heart leapt in relief. Shelter, water, food. She picked up her pace, and nearly jogged toward what she now saw to be an oversized cottage. Not even hesitating to wonder who's cottage this might be she opened the garden gate, walked up the path and knocked gently on the door.
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As Willow knocked on the door, it quietly swung open. The inside smelt faintly musty, and the room was in a slight state of disarray. The lights were only a gas lamp hanging in the middle of the room, making it hard to discern specifics. The main room seemed to be a living area, with only one other connected room. Through the door and with the faint light, it could be identified as a bedroom. The house held a hint of familiarity to Willow, as though she'd been there before. It was hard to tell specifics on why, but it held that feeling. Within the bedroom there was an massive bed, visible from even the doorway. Willow could hear the faint sound of rustling of branches outside coming from the side of the building, as though something were approaching.
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Willow cautiously entered as the door swung open. Hello? she called out gently, her eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light in the room. An uneasiness swept over Willow, as the room seemed somewhat familiar. But she couldn't understand why. She stepped into the living room portion of the space, and looking down at the coffee table noticed a crudely made wolf figurine. Probably made by a small child. She gently picked it up and turned it over in her hand. Looking at the base of the figurine, she saw the name Red. Trembling, Willow put the figurine down. For some unexplainable reason, she half expected to see her own name. But she had never been in this cottage before. Or had she? This dream was getting weirder and weirder. Hearing the rustling outside, Willow thought she heard someone approaching, and ducked back, hiding behind the open door. She wasn't sure who she'd encounter, and wanted to make sure on who or what it was before making herself known.
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The rustling continued for only a few more moments before Willow could see the source. An old women was fleeing from the building, a woman Willow instinctively identified as her Grandmother. She was dressed in her nightgown, with a claw marks across it, as though threatening her to leave. As though it were made by something already inside. Willow knew the general layout of the house, the only way she could've gotten outside without using the door was her bedroom window. Which meant it was likely whatever frightened her was in there. The thought was only available for a brief moment before a large figure moved exceedingly quickly, and even if she had been paying attention to the inside of the house instead, she may still not have had time to react to the s Wolf now standing behind her inside the building, moving to grab her and shut the door.
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Willow watched bewildered as her Gran ran as quickly as she could away from the house. She took a single step out from behind the door, not even thinking about her own safety, purely concerned for her Gran. The claw marks on her grandmother's back filled Willow with dread, and it didn't take her long to figure out that he was back. The wolf had found her. And he was in the house. Quickly formulating a plan, for Willow it was simple. All she had to do was move with lightning speed from behind the door, run out the door and back down the path. But before she could even turn and put plan into action she felt a flash of something move behind her. Split second panic set in as Willow immediately leapt forward and away from the door, out of the grasp of what she was sure was behind her. Tripping over the coffee table, Willow landed on the floor just as she heard the door slam. Panicking, she quickly sat up and backed away from the entrance. You stay away from me! she warned.
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Willow's threat seemed to fall on deaf ears, the Wolf eyeing her with intensity. He was towering over her sitting form as he approached, giving her no time to collect herself. His figure was only slightly lit by the gas lamp, making it still hard for Willow to determine exactly what was happening. It was clear, however, that there was no intention of letting her go this time. The Wolf knelt in front of the girl, grabbing one of her legs with a firm grip. With his strength, it was clear he could simply snap her bones in a heartbeat if it was his intention, but there was no pain in his grasp, simply control. His hand traveled up her leg, tracing a claw over her skin in an almost tantalizing manner as he began to lift the hem of her dress. Now, Little Red, there will be no more running, he growled, his voice a mixture of threat and desire. It wasn't hard to guess what he had in store for the girl, as even in the dim light it was easy for Willow to tell that as more of her body was exposed, the monsters length began to stiffen.
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Slightly relieved that the wolf didn't want to kill her, his clawed hand travelling up her leg, made his intentions clear. And a new wave of fear emerged in Willow as she watched his already meaty shaft harden and start to grow even further. It became harder for Willow to breathe as she realised that wherever he was intending to put it, would not be ending well for her. No, no, no.... she whispered pleading, please...don't hurt me... She quickly grasped onto his hand, trying to stop the movement up her leg, and clamped her legs shut. But this seemed to have the opposite effect on her. The pressure between her legs started to stoke an inner warmth that spread throughout her. She felt her nipples harden under her clothing, and she winced in confusion. What was going on? Was she actually enjoying this?
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As Willow closed her legs, the Wolf using his other hand to part them rather forcefully as his golden eyes met Willow's own. This will go easier for you if you submit, he warned as his hand traveled to her upper thigh, stroking as he grabbed her dress there, ripping it to expose Willow's lower body. He did not seem keen to listen to her requests for him to stop. The beast's claw then moved to Willow's shirt, lifting it up from her waist for just a moment before repeating the action to destroy that article as well. You will not escape, you might as well enjoy it, he said in a deep growl, leaning in next to Willow's ear as he spoke, as if to emphasize his position of dominance. The light flickered over the pair of them, occasionally granting Willow a bare grasp of the situation. The bedroom door and the door to the house remained open, yet escape seemed so far away as the monster kept his grip on her.
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Willow had never seen so much raw power and desire from one being before. With ease the wolf had parted her closed legs and torn her thick pinafore and tshirt to shreds. Panting slightly from a mixture of fear and excitement, she looked down and noticed what she wore beneath it. The bra and panty set she wore were the most delicately lacy lingerie she'd ever seen. The white seemed to shine up against her skin, and for some reason, Willow also knew they were expensive. Which added even more to the mystery surrounding the whole situation. As the wolf whispered in her ear, it sent a tantalising shudder right through her body, starting from her ear, down to her breasts and then travelled down to her now pulsing pussy. Suppressing a moan, Willow looked up at the ceiling, trying to find some shred of inner strength.
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It seemed as though the beast could sense the hints of excitement from Willow as he eyed her, his monstrous hands slowly taking a claw over her stomach up to her chest, before lowering once more. He seemed to almost taunting the girl before grabbing her by the waist and lifting her up, his immense strength almost threatening despite the care he seemed to take not to harm the girl. After lifting her, moved her towards the door, slamming it shut with an impressive force that seemed to shake its frame. He then lowered Willow to her feet, facing the door and bending her towards it as he ran a sharp claw to trace along her thigh behind her. He pressed up close against her and she could feel his massive member against her skin as he leaned over behind her, his breath warm on her neck. Now, little Red, we're going to enjoy ourselves... As much as you scream, as much as you fight it...I will hear you moaning, he said in a mixture of a promise and a command. His claw drew it's way up her thigh to the back of her panties, hand seeming to feel along the curvature of her ass before grasping hold of her hips to stabilize her, his other hand moving in what was clearly his preparation for entry into Willow's body, moving only the fabric that was guarding her labia.