This choice: You run into someone/something in the forest • Go Back...Chapter #4The Collection Pool and its Guardian by: Unknown It's hard for you to walk naked in a strange area but, hopefully, you'll find help -or a string of laundry- soon. It's even harder being ...well... 'hard'. But you've always been that way: aroused and ready as soon as you wake up. Morning wood is just an expression for most guys but for you...
...Well, most guys envy you.
As you walk through the woods you try to think of what you'll say when you meet someone. First on your mind is the fact that you have no idea where you are. If you're lucky, maybe they'll be curious about what a big, hunk of horse is doing naked in the forest.
You hope that's the reaction at any rate.
Ahead, though, you soon hear a sound ... like notes played on small bells. The sounds shiver and sing through the air and, as you go nearer, you see a golden light emanating from a cluster of trees ahead. Stepping up, you peer through some low-hanging branches in upon a scene that steals your breath away!
Beyond the trees is a clearing. All around its perimeter -hanging from every branch of every tree and bush- are wind chimes. As each rings, a shimmering spark of light floats off of it and towards the center. There, in a rough circle, is a woodland pool glowing with rich, amber illumination. But lying at the bank, hooves in the water, is a stranger: a goat-headed satyr.
But he isn't like any of the goat folk you knew back at home. No, this man is not only bigger than you in height but in sexuality as well. You feel your eyes bug out as you stare at the man who must be eight feet tall if an inch! On top of that, his soft cock lies heavily on his naked thigh down past his knees by at least a half foot!
Lazily, he looks over one shoulder, having probably heard your approach.
He raises an eyebrow. "Well, hello, there little one," he says. "Don't be shy; where are your parents?"
You blink, confused by his words. "My ... folks?" you ask. "What do my parents have to do with anything? Where am I? Who are you?"
The satyr blinked and sat up, his curiosity clearly piqued. "You ... you're an adult?" He rolls to one side, carefully rising to his knees. His mammoth penis comes to lie on the grassy bank before him. "I've never met anyone so ...small... before..." He says.
You scowl, feeling yourself embarrassed.
"Look, man, I'm as big as they come; at least I was back home. Nearly seven feet tall and..."
"Yes, I can see that," interrupts the satyr. He slowly rises to his cloven hooves and steps closer. "Such a delicate little thing," he says.
You feel anger rising in you. "Ok, goat-boy; that's enough! I want to know where I am and what's going on!"
The satyr smiles broadly. "You really don't know?" he asks. "Fine; I'll tell you. This is Hyperia and, well, you may have been big stuff back home but -here- you're small potatoes. Hell, even I'm small potatoes around here. Tending the scale collection pool tends to make one a bit resistant to its effects..."
"'Scale collection...'?"
He smiles at you. "'Scale' as in 'Size'. Every power needs a source; this glade is one of them in this land. It collects energy and concentrates it into raw, magical power. My employer has me collect it for him and he sells it. It is size manipulation in liquid form."
You feel a thrill run through you.
"Seriously? You mean bathing in that...?"
"Drinking it," the satyr corrects you. "But unless you know how to move the energies with your mind, you never really know what you're going to get." He licks his lips slowly and grins wider. "A newcomer: I never thought I'd meet one. Tell you what: how about a free sample? I'm sure my boss won't mind..."
"Really? You ... you want to..."
"To change you; as a thrilling, sensual gift... But I'll want some of your time in return..."
"My ... time?"
He nods. "A roll in the hay, shall we say?" He looks down at your still stiff erection and sighs. "But that will need to change..."
You scowl. "Hey, I was big enough for any man on campus back home, I don't see why you should be so damn picky!"
His smile fades a bit. "Fine. My offer stands, though. What do you say?"
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