Another old post from the old EU section

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Sarah picked her way through the underbrush till she found the source of the sound that was calling to her. She new it was unsafe to leave the magically warded and well travelled paths in any of the realms forests, but she reasoned it was only a little way off the path and it was such a small wood.

The river was everything she had imagined when she heard it bubbling away from the forest path. It was shallow in this stretch, a great wide bend that played over smooth grey stones. The water was of such crystal clarity that it made her ache to step into it and brought about an imediate thirst that she felt could only be quenched by its cool clean taste.

She quickly kicked off her shoes and socks and stepped into the stream, bending down to scoop up a handful of the water and sip it. It had a taste that was fresh, but hinted at the minerals and soil it picked up along its travels. She felt it doing her good just by drinking it.

Sitting down on a stone that stood clear of the water she sat and listened to the forest for a while. "This," she exclaimed to noone in particular. "is officially, my favourite spot. I shall come back here tomorrow for a proper dip."

That nigh sat on the sofa watching a terrible yet thankfully forgettable show that invaded the privacy of some poor families home for the sake of cheap viewing pleasure Sarah noticed something different about her feet.

She was absent mindedly rubbing them, a careless gesture that usually coincided with her viewing TV, when she noticed how incredibly smooth and soft the skin of her soles were. Normally she had to moistures them and give them a good buffing before they felt this nice, but after that afternoons little paddle they felt as soft as she could ever remember them being.

Warning bells sounded in her head at this, she looked at her soles and they were perfect, they had even lost the scars she had from when she'd trodden on a broken bottle as a child.

She went straight to her computer and checked for any stories of other people encoutering this stream and unusual changes occuring in their bodies but she turned up nothing.

Troubled she switched off the tv and went to bed and had a good shower before hand to make sure she washed off any remnants of the stream. Her dreams that night were troubled ones, her subconcious mind turning cartwheels imagining the worst.

It was weeks later before she finally calmed down and realised beyond a rejuvinating effect it had done her no harm. She talked to a friend about it and their response had been 'Congratulations! You just found a real anti ageing beauty product, make the most of it.'

Looking over her body in the mirror she realised her friend might be onto something. She had a nice enough figure but as she approached her 30's she could see the effects of age just starting to take effect. She had more hair now than she'd ever had in her teens. A few marks here and there from were her weight had fluctuated in the past. To cap it all off she still had a few spots too, the one part of her teens that hadn't left her behind.

She resolved then to go back to the river the next day and see what it could do for the rest of her body, as her feet were still benefiting from their dip weeks earlier.

The river was just as she remembered it on her return. The day was warmer, which she was glad of, those weeks had given the weather the time it needed to move into summer properly and leave the slight chill of spring behind.

She worn loose clothing in anticipation of her dip, a pair of plimsoles easily kicked off, a loose skirt and a vest top. In seconds she was naked and stepping into the cool clear water.

It bubbled around her ankles and she went down on her haunches, splashing a little with her hands, still slightly nervous of getting in. Then she thought about how wonderfull she would look with blemish free smooth skin like the air brushed stars of the films and she stood out and walked into a slightly deeper part of the river.

It bubbled around her the tops of her thighs and tickled at the delicate pink folds as she stood in the deepest part of the river bend. Teasing her to just go the rest of the way and plunge in.

She stood there a little longer enjoying the occasional thrill that went through her as the cool water played occasionally across her nethers, then she suddenly made up her mind and let herself fall completely in the water.

Her head went under and she marvelled at how clear it was and how little it stung her eyes to be under. The she took in a big mouthful and let her head rise above the surface and squirted it out.

She felt wonderful to be emersed in the water. She splashed about in her little deep pool within the bubbling river for hours then when she felt it had been enough she waded out and lay on some warm flat rocks to dry out in the sun.

When she was dry she got up and walked home, it wasn't till she passed a young couple walking though the forest that gave her a funny look she realised she hadn't gotten dressed again. Her bath in the stream had left her feeling so good about herself and uninhibited she hadn't noticed her nudity.

She briefly pondered weather to go back for her clothes which were at this point further away than her house, but in the end decided she was hungry and could just get them tomorrow.

She spent the rest of the day naked in fact, apart from that her routine was the same. Just before she got into bed though she looked herself in the mirror and her body did indeed look like it had been airbrushed by a movie makeup artist. Her skin was smooth all over not a single freckle, spot, stretch mark or spot of dry skin could be found anywhere on her.

Even her hair it seemed had responded. Her nest of pubic hair had receeded to a tidy little patch just covering her pubic mound, just the way she keeps it when she needs to be able to wear bikini's during the summer. Any hair on her legs and arms had become so thin and fine you would never know they were there unless you looked incredibly close.

She slept well that night, in her dreams she was the powerful sexy woman she felt at her very best. She asked out the guy in the office she'd always had a crush on and got a promotion. When she walked by everyone looked and even the builders working on the roads whistled at her. Though in her dream she made a show of scorning their behaviour, she still felt quietly proud of herself.

The next morning she woke up and breakfasted, then set out for her clothes. As he garden opened out onto the forest path she decided to walk there naked aswell. The laws on nudity in the part of the realm where pretty lax, as long as she didn't make a nuiscance or an exhibition of herself she would be okay.

She didn't pass anyone on the way to the river and she felt a strange sense of dissapointment. He blemish free wonderful body she felt should be enjoyed by more than just her.

"Oh well." she said to herself as she stepped off the forest path and headed for the river.

Her clothes were exactly where she had left them sitting on a rock by the stream. She decided before she picked them up though another dip was in order. So just as she had done yesterday whe waded out, splashed and played in the cool clean water for the afternoon. Then dried out on the rocks before going home.

This became a regular occurance for Sarah as the summer went on. She found her self strolling naked down to the river on any day she had off, then racing home to catch the last of the sun by the river on days when she was working.

On moonlit, warm, summer evenings she would go down and lie on the stones watching the bats flit over head and paddling her feet in the cold water. The cold didn't seem to effect her these days as it should.

Eventually she didn't even feel something was amiss when she started taking days off work just to spend at the river. At first it was just lieu days holiday and flexi time, but that was soon used up and she found herself having to make things up, fane being sick and personal emergencies.

To any outsider it would have been obvious she was addicted, but to all her friends and co workers she was so beautiful and confident noone would have ever thought of something being amiss with her.

One day she was had been bathing down at the river and she had just gotten out to dry out on the rocks and she was wringing out her long dark hair when a young lad stepped into the clearing.

At first he just stood and stared, then finally he managed to utter a stammered apolagy.
"I... I'm really sorry miss. I was just, and i heard you singing, and i thought i would, i'm really sorry. Oh damnit it i'm still stareing." he was going red in the face.

Sarah looked him up and down he was probably in his early 20's or very late teens. He'd probably only seen a naked woman a handful of times in his life and those probably only coincided with awkeward adolescant fumbling sex while drunk. She felt a strange urge to call to him, bring him over to her and embrace him. Show him what a real woman is.

She let her hair fall over her shoulder covering her right breast and she held out a finger and beckoned to him.
"its ok!" she said. "The river is big and nature is free for everyone. Now its rude for you to stand there in your clothes while i'm sitting here naked. So why dont you undress and step into the water."

The boy stood looking shocked for a minute longer then with the eagerness of youth he discarded his clothes and splashed into the water. He crossed his hands across his belly though in a vain attempt to hide his embarresment at being hard already just from the sight of Sarah.

"Your modesty isn't nescessary, thats a fine manhood you have there... what is your name?"

The boy nervously let his hands fall to his sides letting his erect penis stand proud.
"I'm Michael," he said, "erm, i don't really know what to do now." he admitted

"Don't say erm for a start." Sarah jokeingly chided. "It makes you sound young and unsure of yourself, and as for not knowing what to do why dont i make a first move and make it easy on you."

With that Sarah grasped his shaft firmly applying a little pressure with one hand as she scooped up cool river water and washed it clean with the other. Satisfied her was ready she put her mouth to it and begand to lick and suck at him. It wasn't long before he eagerly lost himself and came into her mouth.

Sarah tasted his seed and it felt incredibly nourishing. She felt invigorated by it and it filled a hunger she hadn't even realised she had until now. She looked at his flaccid penis and realised she wanted more and didn't want to wait.

She cupped his balls in her hands and as if by instinct she willed him back into readyness, his penis which should have had to wait several minutes before becoming erect again was thick and hard infront of her.

"How did you do that?" Michael asked, aware that it was incredibly fast for him to be ready so soon.

"Its a little bit of magic" Sarah said with a wink and a smile, then she took his penis in hand and used it as a handle to coax Michael to his knees in the shallow water.

She stood infront of him then and placed her delicate pink folds within close reach of his mouth and he responded by lapping at her and kissing her delicately. Then when she felt she was ready she slowly lowered her self down his body rubbing the wetness he had brought forth down his chest as she went she stopped to let him suck and nibble at her nipples on the way before eventually sliding herself down onto his hard shaft.

She could feel it inside her like it was the centre of his being, a warm pulse emenated from it and she could feel it connecting their life forces. She could taste him, he had an eager energy, near boundless it was like his whole being was just an extra to his penis which was at once eager to please and to fulfill its purpose.

Some primitive and as yet unused part of her spoke up at this point, she realised, what she was, she realised how she could fulfil her role in the universe and help the boy fill his own role.

She began to ride him, she felt his energy flow into her as she did filling her with warmth. She controlled the rhythm, led him through the act, showed him where to place his hands when to thrust hard and when to hold back and tease her. When she felt he was coming close she kissed his lips, and whispered to him.

"Its ok, let go, i'll look after you."

Michael let go and spilled himself into her, both literally and in a more intimate sense. Sarah fed on michael fed on his youth and energy sucking it in with his orgasm.

When she felt she was as full as she could be she gave a little of herself back to him, her own orgasm rode her brought about by the act of making love and feeding off the vigorous energy Michael.

That energy spoke to michael, told him that it was ok to become what he was meant to be, it whisperd to him that he would be complete if he just let go to its flow and let it control him.

The last words Michael uttered from his human lips where "Thankyou." Which was said with an exhausted smile as he gazed into Sarah's eye's.

With those words Michael began to shrink, his arms and legs started loosing their shape and receeded into his body, his face became flushed with colour as his head began to shrink. As it got smaller his hair receeded into his scalp and his features melted away.

Soon the flush of colour in his face had deepened to a purple to match that of his cock head. His arms and legs now gone his shrinking body became near cylindrical. Soon all that was left of Michael's body was a flacid penis hanging from his origional penis still held deep in Sarah's body.

Sarah was almost in shock with what she had done. So much of it had been instinct, she had let herself be carried away by the moment and now she was dealing with the realisation she had just eaten Michael to all intents and purposes.

She pulled what was left of him from her body and held it up to look at it. It was still alive, she could feel that on some level, she also realised she felt a sense of empathy with it, she could feel michael was still in there still concious and aware of his surroundings.

Sarah seemed to understand on an instinctive level that it was physical contact that was allowing her to empathise with him and that the closer she held him to her the more she would understand.

She looked at him, he was still flacid in her hand. The end that had been inside her still had a little trickle of cum on it. She could have made it hard again, but she was afraid of what might happen if she used it again. She might use up all that was left of Michael.

Instead she opted to squeeze him between her breasts. Careful not too crush his balls that still hung from beneath him she pressed his soft warm body between her ample breasts and suddenly she could understand a lot more.

Michael was there, and though now he is effectively helpless he could still hear and see and taste everything around him through his skin. It wasn't something he said to her, but more something she understood just by holding him. She also realised that the bit of herself she gave back to him was a gift, and he was grateful for it.

He would now live for as long as she did, he was tied to her a living dildo. His life and his desires had become simple, they made sense and he was glad of it. He only wanted to be used and to give pleasure.

Glad and content that Michael was happy she got up and carried him back to her house. She needed time to think about what was going on.

That night michael shared the sofa with her while she watched TV, he grew hard during a sexy point in a film and she used him, then left him in while she went to have dinner.
While inside her the level of empathy was incredible and she was able to tell that not only did he smell her dinner and thought it smelled good, but he wanted to be dipped in it so that he could enjoy the taste.

So when she was done eating she pulled out his flacid body and used it to wipe up the sauce from the plate then took his sauce covered body and sucked it clean in her mouth.

As he grew hard again she felt how grateful he had been for the gesture, so she put a little coffee ice cream in her mouth for desert when she worked him to orgasm for the second time that evening.

It was a few weeks before Sarah went back to the river. She felt a yearning need for it but she was more than a little afraid of herself. She watched the TV for reports of the missing man every day, and wracked herself with guilt and fear over what she had become and done.

Then one day she was watching the new with Michael inside her and he must have gotten a little understanding of what she was looking for because she suddenly new about him.

She new that he had been an orphan, left on the outskirts of a town to be cared for, when he came of age he moved out and then only people that might miss him are his friends from work.

Sarah also felt a reiteration of how grateful Michael was, how pleased with his new existance and how much he wanted to please Sarah.

Satisfied, that night Sarah took him back to the pool and with Michael insied they paddled and played and fucked by the moonlight.

Sarah realised how much she missed it, but not only that. Being back there brought back all the sensations that surrounded her time in that clearing with Michael. The hunger which she had been ignoring knawed at her loins and she new that sooner or later she would need to feed it before it overwhelmed her.

Sarah, quietly resigned herself to her place in the world, like Michael she new she had a purpose and that it was best to fulfil it, but she still felt a little fear and trepedation over it.

She sang a song to herself and Michael there in the moonlight. As she did she wondered what the next young man she lured there with her song would be like. Would she be able to feed off him just a little, or might she get carried away and consume his essense completely. Would he wind up transforming, would she wind up with a house full of living dildo's or would they all change differently. Could she even control how they changed.

All these questions raced through her mind as she sang to the moon and the night air. Underneath them all though, beneath all the fear and trepedation, she realised that most of all she was looking forward to finding out.