"Uunnhhfff!"

Tiffany hit the ground hard as the reptilian creature's tail knocked her legs out from under her. The work the zephyrs had started in destroying her clothes was quickly finished by the sharp claws of this lizard like humanoid. It taunted her attack as it shredded the snug fabric of her uniform and undergarments quickly and easily as it held her pinned to the ground with one of its scaly, clawed hands.

Tiffany had hit the ground hard, but Cinder was still in her hand. Maybe she still had a chance... as the the thing shredded her clothes and cast them aside, Tiffany took a deep breath and "charged up" another shot. As it threw her torn panties into the undergrowth, Tiffany pointed her wand back over her shoulder in the general direction of the creature and fired. She couldn't see it lying face down on the ground as she was, but the thing loomed above her so close, it would almost be hard to miss.

She took a little more time with this one, making it stronger than the three rapid shots she had first launched at the thing. She didn't expect that to make a big difference, but if she could hurt it just a little.... even just DISTRACT it momentarily... maybe it would give her the chance she needed to make a break for it...

The book had multiple objectives. Naturally it wanted to have it's fun but at the same time it was working on her subconscious making it easier to access the potential that was stored within her. The blast was strong enough. While it did no shot thing as rip the creature's head from it's shoulders it performed as expected.

The stronger blast caused it to grip it's face in pain. It hissed out. “BITCH!” One hand still over it's face concealing it's eyes while the other hand smashed down to her back or at least would have had if she were still there.

Another hiss sounded out as it stood. That hand falling away revealing blackened scales near the eyes. Those yellow eyes were duller now. Had she been looking she would have seen them bright once again as an inner eyelid retracted protecting it's eyes from the worse of the blast.

Naked, she was forced to retreat through the jungle with the big reptile in pursuit. It was quick, at least it was in short bursts, though there was no telling how quick it was over a greater distance. It was a little slow too given her attack. She had a start on it disappearing into the jungle before it began after her.

Unprotected feet ran over the earth and the roots of trees. Her options were limited in the situation. She could try getting a little distance and hiding, try to loose it in the jungle or fight it either with guerrilla tactics or less than likely going head to head with it. Given the results of one of her stronger attacks it should be able to hold up against such attacks unless she targeted weak points.

Tiffany's mind was racing almost as quickly as her feet as she darted through the trees. The ground here was littered with rocks and twigs and twisted roots... it was hard to move at full speed barefoot as she was.

How far ahead had she gotten? Could the thing still see or hear her? What had it done to Azzie? Was she still alive?

Judging by the speed at which the creature had initially charged her, Tiffany could tell right away that it was faster than she was. She wasn't sure if it could maintain such speed over a long distance, but that wasn't a risk she was willing to take. She had to throw it off her trail somehow or find a way to slow it down. She had an idea...

Spinning around, Tiffany pointed Cinder at the ground behind her and sent a thin ray of fiery light projecting outward from the tip of the wand. The ray ignited the leaves and broken wood and other foliage it touched. She drew a line with the beam creating a short "wall" of flames. It wasn't tremendously large or hot, but it would be hard to see past it and it would hurt to run through it. At least for a human. Maybe the creature would have to slow down and try to go around it...

With her barrier set, Tiffany sprinted another 50 yards or so, and then made a second firewall. Only this time, she set it in front of her... if the creature got through the first one, she wanted him to think that she had continued forward, setting another fiery obstacle behind her. But actually, she changed direction, swinging far out to her left and doubling back the way she had come. If that thing fell for it, it should put enough distance between them that she might be able to find Azzie and get away before the creature figured out what she had done....

Tiffany ran as quickly and quietly as she could, hoping her friend was still alive...

Interesting. The book only painted the narrative and took no control of her actions. But it was undaunted by her plans, it simply changed what it had in mind. Surprisingly it would now use what it gleaned from Slarr's mind, the smoke devil had a preponderance of thought focused on strawberries, blonds and sex but there were other things contained there that it had thought had been useless information until now.

The pursuing creature fell for her rouse. Getting some distance from it she made her way back to the vicinity that Azalea should have been in nearly running into the creature again. Managing to duck behind a tree as it passed … no, it wasn't the same one being smaller then the last. Had there been more of them or just the pair?

In any case Azalea was probably attacked by this one or others. The creature didn't detect her. If she had to guess it was probably looking for the other one, given where she was it probably heard her run off with the other one trailing behind her. So Azalea had to be close by.

After the creature had gone she was able to look around briefly before her wrist of her wand hand was tangled up and jerked upward to point at the sky by a vine. Another pair worked about her ankles while a forth went to secure her other wrist. From behind her she heard a voice, soft yet stern.

“So you are the fire bug ...” a rough hand stroked down her shoulder and over her upper back. “Fire, however small, isn't allowed near my gardens. You'll have to pay for that. Anything you'd like to say?”

Tiffany's blood went cold at the sound of that voice. She had met this tree demon once before...

"NO! The gardens were on the other side of the school... I... I didn't know you had one over here! And... you know what the creatures who live here do to the students... you must know! I was only defending myself! And... and it was just a SMALL fire... and I didn't even see a garden!"

Tiffany thrashed about in the grip of the vines as she spoke, remembering the fearsome size and strength of this creature. Her recent "bargain" with Slarr came suddenly to mind, giving her an idea...

"Wait! I... I can help you... I can help you tend the gardens... protect them even. I've learned to do things I couldn't before. Watch!"

Tiffany opened her left hand (the right still held Cinder and she didn't want to risk dropping the wand just yet) and reached out, taking hold of the vine, not with her fingers, but with her MIND. She wasn't sure how strong the vines were, but the last encounter she had had with this monster, he had only used enough force to hold her suspended above the ground. If he was only maintaining that same level of force, she thought she had a good chance of overcoming it. At least while he wasn't ready for anything beyond what a typical student could generate.

With all the telekinetic force she could muster, she pulled down against the vine, not trying to rip it free (the tree demon might get angry if she damaged the vegetation any further) but enough to overpower it and bring her left hand back down to her side.

The book influenced her dream now. Had this been the actual Birch she had encountered before he may have been lenient to some degree. Her left arm did come free only to be grabbed by the rough bark of a hand bringing it behind her back while it's mate seized hold of her hip.

The vines against her right wrist tightened and now being suspended only by one arm her right shoulder ached with all the weight it was forced to hold.

“Your magic is useless against the denizens of this jungle. Fire is inexcusable.”

Other vines moved to grasp her ankles drawing her legs apart. A moist tongue ran against her neck while other vines moved up to coil around her breasts tightening against them only to release them then tighten all over again.

“At least you will provide me nutrients ...”

His root stiffened and sawed against her labia. Then drawing back he positioned himself against that entrance, paused for a moment then began to press it against her …

"Hunhh!"

Tiffany cried out as the tree demon seized her arm and twisted it behind her back. The vine around her wrist tightened painfully and hauled her upward as more vines coiled around her legs, which first dangled above the ground then were pulled down and apart. Tiffany still had Cinder in her hand, but being held in the air by one arm as the vines around her legs pulled down in the opposite direction had her right arm stretched up and away from her as far as it would go. The wand was pointing almost straight up and she couldn't move her wrist enough to aim it at anything except the sky.

"NO! Wait... it... it wasn't my fault! Please... d-don't do this..."

The naked blonde thrashed and bucked, desperately trying to shake loose of the serpentine plants.

"Oohhh! Hnnnhhh... stop it... st-stop..."

Vines were coiled around her breasts, squeezing almost painfully tight and then releasing in a steady rythm that made her breasts swell and push outward, thrusting her still semi-stiff nipples out in front of her. The struggling student writhed and twisted when she felt the thicker tendril of the monster's "root" rubbing against her sex, but the vice-like grip of his hand on her hip and the lack of leverage didn't leave her much "wiggle room."

"Please... please don't..." Tiffany moaned out in panicked desperation...

She struggled there in the grasp of the vines that continued to molest her. A wet tongue lashed over her neck after another vine drew away her hair. The moisture tingled as it touched the bare skin. Other vines crept down from the branches of the trees flicking against those nipples while one ran a slow circle around her clit. Then it swept over it.

The wand had been untouched for the moment. Given that it was pointed up at the sky Birch must have assume that it was out of harm's way.

“Wasn't your fault? So tell me who generated the flames then?” A rhetorical question of course. Birch had been through listening to her. She would have had better luck if this were reality and she was dealing with the actual Birch though that infernal book kept altering her dreams to it's end.

It desired this and with that the root pressed into her deep in a single thrust. It burst, a special enzyme flooding her body which numb her from the pain brought on by their joining, only the pleasure would remain as that root came at her again. And again.

Held there dangling like a piece of meat on the sea of vines that tended to her he kept her still enough so that root could return. Unlike most solid objects that root twisted and bent as it pressed inside her having far more give then she might have expected.

“Your punishment could be far worse … perhaps when I finish with you those things will pick up the scraps. Perhaps Slarr would have an interest in you. Your leaves are of a coloration he enjoys. Maybe that will be a more suitable punishment for you.”

The tree demon was merciless... Tiffany's pleas for leniency fell on deaf ears. As the helpless student thrashed and twisted ineffectually, vines moved down from above to flick against her sensitive pink nipples until they stiffened fully, standing out hard and erect. Another rubbed in tight circles against the tiny nub of her clit until it began to tingle and swell, then the serpent-like growth slithered over it like a snake, sliding against it in a long, hard, seemingly endless stroke. All the while, she could feel the beast's root rubbing against her sex, the tip of that thick, serpentine shaft teasing open the soft folds of her netherlips as it pressed and rubbed...

"Nnnhhhh! N-no... hhaahhnnn! D-dont..."

Tiffany could feel her traitorous body beginning to betray her. Heat blossomed between her legs as the relentless monster slowly but steadily drove her into a state of unwilling arousal. The tight channel of her sex was starting to feel slick and syrupy as if that building heat was causing her inner walls to melt like warm butter.

She was getting wet... no matter how much her mind told her she didn't want this, her body had only one response to such continuous stimulation.

"AAAAHHHHHHHNNNN!!!"

The struggling blonde screamed as the creature's phallic tendril suddenly thrust deep and hard inside her. She was hot and wet and slippery inside, but he was SO big... and she was SO tight... pain lanced through Tiffany's hips as skin and muscle stretched...

"NNNNHHHHHH! Nnnooooo.. st-stop... OOHHH! Too... big... UUUNNHHH! It hurts..."

Just as she thought she would surely be ripped apart, she felt something burst inside her... and suddenly the pain was gone, replaced by a tingling sensation that felt both cool and warm at the same time. The demonic root drew back and thrust forward again... and again... and again...

"UUUNNNHHHH! No.... OOHHHH! Stop it... oohhh... st-stop... AAHHHH! Please... d-don't..."

Tiffany begged him to stop, but her body continued to respond to the creature's savage onslaught, especially now that the pain was gone. She was getting so wet now... hot and slick... that the tree demon's root plunged easily into her molten depths, deeper and deeper with every thrust. The root was more like a snake than a cock, wriggling and twisting within her as it slithered its way toward the very core of her body. All the while, the viper's nest of vines she was tangled in were coiling and slithering and rubbing across every inch of Tiffany's exposed flesh... squeezing... teasing...

"Aaaahhhh.... aaahhhh... aahhhh.... ohhhh God... nnnhhhh... no.... oohhhh... no... no... OOHHHH!"

Tiffany's inner walls began to flutter and clench in helpless spasms as the tree beast's cock-vine quickly drove her trembling body toward the threshhold of a powerful, unwanted, yet inescapable orgasm...

“You cannot deny how much your body yearns for this.” He knew the effects of his saliva and nectar, the enzyme that reacted with humans mitigating their pain. Bleeding it away into nothingness while his root continued to work searching those warm and wet folds for the places within her core that drove her especially wild.

Vines continued to play with her all the while s weeping against her clit and molding those breasts. He groaned in delight of the hanging fruit that he harvested continuing on for some time but halting before she could release those flood gates. He denied her that bliss, at least for now, that root drawing out of her. His hold shifting on her releasing her arm but reaching up and taking the wand out of her grasp.

He studied it for a moment then discarded it. Vines lowered her down to her feet, a hand slapping an ass cheek and rubbing against it before he rounded in front of her. Other vines cleared away from her breasts as he bent down consuming one. His slick tongue dancing around then over one of those nipples leaving the area feeling tingly just along with the residue left on her neck. It wasn't any sort of aphrodisiac but it was a drug nevertheless, one that numbed up the area against any current and future pain, at least until the saliva dried.

Grabbing her hips he picked her up lowering her back down on that root as he went back to work plunging into her. This time he did not stop until he had pushed her over that edge sucking up all the juices she released as he gathered up that nectar.

Free of vines he set her down on her back taking her another time there on the jungle floor. His root pressing in deep giving occasional blasts of that enzyme to keep her lubricated. It and her juices were sucked up by that root the hole in the tip acting like a miniature vacuum cleaner.

“You have supplied a good meal Firebug but I can consume more.” A small groan passed by wooden lips. Then that mouth lowered, his supple tongue pressing inside her mouth to tangle with her own as his pace quickened against her giving rise to the sounds of their bodies clapping against one another.

Tiffany's struggling and thrashing grew weaker as the tree demon and his insidious vines overwhelmed her senses with unwanted pleasure and arousal. She was hot and wet and she could feel her body loosening up... stretched around his writhing serpentine root... as if inviting him even deeper...

"Ooohhhhhhh! Hhhhuuuunnnnhhh! Aaaahhhhhh!"

By the time he took the all but forgotten wand from her hand, all Tiffany could do was quiver and moan as the creature ravaged her young body. Powerful hands gripped her hips, pulling her down into his thrusts as he bounced her on his root, his mouth engulfing her left breast and pulling at one stiff, pink nipple that was so hard Tiffany felt as though it would burst.

"HHhaaaahhhhnnnn!! AAAHHHH! AAAHHHH! HHHHHAAAAAHHHHHNNNNNNNN!!!"

Tiffany cried out long and loud, her body trembling and clenching down around that thrusting root as the monster pushed her past the limits of all resistance. She was still trying to catch her breath and calm the orgasmic aftershocks rippling through her when he laid her down on her back and pushed inside her again, this time more insistentently. His pace was quicker now and his thrusts were coming in longer, harder strokes. He claimed he "fed" on her fluids, but the way he was moving now...

Tiffany knew that feeding or not, this monster was taking pleasure in what he was doing. Especially when he lowered his head and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She was angry and ashamed at being so easily dominated. But... God! He was SO big... thrusting so hard and deep now... it was hard to focus on her rage when he was doing such terrible, wonderful things to her body. She realized with some dismay that her hips were rolling forward, pushing into his thrusts uncontrollably and she didn't seem to be able to stop. It was as though her mind and body had disconnected from each other... her body giving in to her lustful urges and the overwhelming sensations the tree demon's mouth and cock and crawling tendrils invoked in her, while her mind fumed and sputtered with shame and desperation and outrage.

Her body continued to mindlessly rut with the monster, her hips grinding into his as he pistoned into her hot, silken depths again and again and again....

But her mind was ANGRY... a wild look came into the blonde girls eyes as the rage began to build inside her at a more or less even pace with the white-hot pleasure building inside her body. Images of strange arcane symbols flashed through her mind, and the sound of her coven-sisters chanting words of power echoed in her ears...

Mystical energy swirled and gathered around her as the creature drove her quickly toward that dark edge of orgasmic bliss, almost as though she were preparing to cast a spell....

That infernal book feed on this dream that it generated feeding as it had earlier. The thing had clear access into her mind feeling that rage that grew inside her with each thrust that had been delivered into her heated body. Moisture had been absorbed by that root drinking up that essence while it did not drink her dry. In fact every so often she felt a miniature explosion from that root that stopped siphoning up that excess only to deliver more of that enzyme inside her in order to keep her lubricated.

That tongue of his swirled around and over a nipple as he sucked on that breast pulling back just a bit and letting that breast fall out of his mouth snapping back into place like a stretched out rubber band. Then he attacked the other in similar fashion.

Finding her body respond and act against his Birch had discarded the fact that she would resist further or choose to fight back now when it was clearly too late for that to make any difference. And though he relaxed the book new other wise. In fact those formulas were being fed into her mind even now teaching her at the same time it was taking from her. Engraving both her mind and body at the same time.

Hands moved toward her hips grabbing them and yanking her upward as he descended down inside her at the same time going even faster still as that root twisted up inside her hitting those places inside her at angles she wasn't use too. Then it came or it felt like it did. Once more there was an explosion, a release of more of that enzyme that flooded her depths as Birch stilled above her deeply lodged inside her as more of this essence past into her.

“I wonder how far you will get ...” Birch muttered to himself as he drew out of her after a final spurt. Pulling up to his knees he gazed down at her helpless form. Taking a breast in hand he squeezed it as he played with one of those orbs. His thumb traced over her nipple as he went about the further molestation of her body.

He then released her, she could almost swear that a grin had been etched across his expressionless wooden features. “Now go before I change my mind.”

At first, Tiffany had thought that that odd sensation of her mind and body being disconnected was a good thing. Even though her body had given in to the lustful urges the tree demon's attention invoked in her, it allowed her mind to focus on her rage and anger. She concentrated on the arcane symbols and the whispering voice echoing inside her head. She had decided, in a fit of sheer fury, that she did indeed intend to unleash whatever magical force she had within her at this loathsome creature, even if it killed her for it.

She gathered that swirling energy, focusing it into a concentrated point ready to be released in as savage a blast of psychokinetic force as she could possibly generate. But then the monster seized her hips, pulling her upward into his thrusts... his pistoning root driving deeper and harder now as it writhed and twisted inside her... a flood of that tingling, numbing fluid suddenly erupting within her hot, innermost depths and...

"HHHHUUUUUNNNNHHHHH!!! AAAAHHHHH!! AAAAHHHHH!! HHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNHHHHHH!!!"

She was cumming.

She was cumming so hard that the very fabric of reality seemed to burst apart all around her. All her rage... all her thoughts... all the mystical energy she had just been about to release... vanished in a wave of white-hot orgasmic ecstasy that roared through her mind, body and soul like a sexual thunderbolt.

When the world finally came swimming back into focus, Tiffany found herself lying on her back shaking and panting with the creature kneeling above her, one of his hands coiled around her breast. It might have been the almost electric feel of his thumb brushing over her stiff, rock hard nipple that had roused her from her orgasm induced daze.

He was telling her to leave before he changed his mind, and even though Tiffany was still groggy from the magnitude of her climax, she had enough sense to realize that in her current state, leaving was her wisest and safest course of action.

Still shaky and weak, Tiffany rolled onto her tummy and crawled up onto her hands and knees. She looked around her for Cinder, not really expecting to find the wand since it looked more or less like every other stick that littered the jungle floor, but as chance would have it, it was still lying close by, right where the tree beast had discarded it.

She crawled toward it on her hands and knees, fatigued and winded and trying to catch her breath...

The power in her climax had been fed on by the book gobbled up as it swept over her. Her mind robbed at least temporarily of all that fire and anger that coursed through her. Left naked on the forest floor she did by chance see Cinder making her way toward the wand only for a vine to wrap around it and draw it away when she was mere inches from it.

“Is this the source of your power fire bug?” The wand dropped back into Birch's hand. Unblinking eyes looked over the piece of wood inquisitively.

The book failed to get all the details correct. It did not care to make things accurate, close was good enough and it was drawing upon Slarr's memories for the most part. There was one thing that confused the book, something Birch could do but he never encountered.

Still, if something happened the book would take liberties with whatever narrative that it was running. Right now the goal had been focused on unlocking her potential as much as obtaining nourishment from her.

Placing his thumb against the stick he exerted a little force against it and had been about to snap it like a pencil. He stopped short though and tossed the wand back at her. “Lucky for you I do not mutilate trees even if I spread sickness to them,” he did not explain what he meant simply patting the trunk of the nearest tree.

“Go. And don't dare to start so much as a spark in my jungle.”

He let her go but there was more. The book had yet to finish with her and let the moment sink in. Birch stepped through a tree vanishing from sight. It was unclear what just happened though if she looked closely she would note that the bark of that particular tree darkened a bit.

Left there she could hear nothing other than her own breathing and beating heart. There was no telling what happened to Azalea or those reptilian things though they had to be close by. Then she heard something among snapping branches. Something large rushed through the jungle though not directly at her this time as far as she could tell. She could hear something snarling out words, words that weren't clear though she made them out.

“I'm not through with you yet bitch!” Or words to those effect. The source was close but seemed to be moving away from her parallel to her position. This made it easier to slip away if she so wanted provided there were no other surprises in store for her.

Tiffany had barely had time to recover from the tree demon's rough punishment when she heard the sound of something else moving through the jungle and that sibilant, reptilian voice made it to her ears. Her body tensed, frightened she was about to be attacked again, but she still felt shaky and weak. To make matters worse, the tingling numbness caused by the tree creature's bodily fluids was starting to wear off. She felt sore and bruised and her insides felt as though she had been hit by a truck. That voice meant that what she was hearing was almost certainly the thing who's face she had burned...

She looked down at Cinder, then at the darkened bark of the tree where the demon had vanished. Tiffany knew the wand could hurt the reptilian thing and that boosted her confidence greatly, but she was afraid of the tree demon. He had hurt and utterly dominated her physically not once, but twice now.

Where had he gone? Did he use the trees as means to travel from one place to another? Or was he somehow inside the trees themselves? More importantly, if she used the wand again, would he immediately know it? She was afraid that he might...

That meant if she had to fight she would have to rely solely on her telekinetic abilities. These seemed to come more naturally to her, but they were also harder to focus and so far, not as deadly as actual fire.

When she realized the reptilian thing didn't seem to be coming straight at her, Tiffany took a moment to try and catch her breath and calm her nerves. Her emotions were a chaotic vortex spinning around inside her head. She was infuriated by the tree demon's assault, but she was also deeply ashamed at how easily he had forced her to climax against her will. Mostly, she was afraid.

When the sound of the reptilian monster got far enough away for Tiffany to believe there was a fair amount of distance between them, she tried to slip as quietly as possible through the brush back the way she came. She attempted to move as quickly as she could without running for fear that she might be heard. She had lost her bearings during the tree creature's attack, but she could make out faint wisps of smoke drifting between the trees, undoubtedly from the fires she had started. She was pretty sure she was heading back toward the clearing and the place where she had last seen Azalea.

Despite everything, Tiffany was determined to find her friend. No matter what happened, she couldn't just abandon Azzie to the monsters of this jungle...