"Ooh, oh, I got one! You guys are gonna lo-" "Shut up, Erik, no one wants to hear your stories! Michi was just about to start his!" The campers passed around the box of graham crackers, chocolate bars, and marshmallows as Michi poked at the fire, thinking how best to start his story. The s'mores kit got to the young jackal, and then started going back the other way, leaving Erik without the ingredients for the delicious campfire staple. "What the hell guys?! You know what, screw this! I'm done with you, I don't even know why I came on this stupid camping trip!" The husky shouted as jumped to his feet, kicking the dirt into the fire-pit and storming off towards the woods, with no complaint from the others. Michi looked up from the flames as the dirt caused the fire to spark and smoke. "Have you heard the one about Wren, the Ent?" He asked, putting forth his spookiest voice as his eyes scanned his audience slowly. "They say he lives in these very woods, and they wouldn't be wrong! Before they moved the school here, a small group of kids had taken the land as their hideout from the evil mage hunters. They called themselves the Harbingers…" Michi let a pause sink in, and saw some recognition on a few campers faces. Erik was already long gone. It was no secret the rabbit was from another time, but few students of his academy actually knew of his heroic deeds with his group. He grinned, and looked back into the fire, before stoking it. "Among them was a fox, his fur red as fire, who thought he could take the mage hunters out on his own. One night, he snuck out from the Harbingers group and made his way into the woods..." Erik had quickly gotten lost in the woods. The night was dark, and with no moon in the sky to light his way he relied solely on his limited ability to see better in darkness. The school wasn't far from the campsite, but often it seemed as if trails were twisted and changed through the woods, coaxing students into what had come to be known years ago as the Dark Woods. Michi continued, “The first sign you have stumbled onto the path into the dark woods…" and began prodding at the logs with a green stick. "Is the grass all disappears. Then, the tree trunks began to get larger, and closer. The fox explained it like they had been closing him in, every step led to a thicker tree, until finally…" Erik began to notice that a fog was settling in the forest, flailing his arms around at it as if he were able to wave it away. “Guys...You’re so dumb, a little fog isn’t gonna scare me!” He said as he pushed his way deeper into the forest, the fog growing ever thicker. The trees seemed to be growing distant again though, no longer did it feel like they were trying to trap the husky. "I must be getting close to the quad, now…Yea! It should only be a bit further! You guys can really stop with the fog now!" He shouted out, laughing nervously. The fog only grew thicker in response, until he couldn't see his own paws. Closing his eyes tight, he broke into a run. Three strides, and a root. The husky dropped to the dirt and tumbled into a massive clearing with a short, wide, dead tree in the very center. The fog didn't penetrate this place, it laid along the edges, giving the clearing the feel of a great arena. The boy got to his feet, sniffling. "Wh-where…is this…" he asked quietly, looking around. Michi grinned wide over the flames. "Wren likes little boys, see…He lures them deeper into the woods with trickery, and then rapes them! BUT! Wren is an Ent! Hes a big tree, massive! Covered in vines and lush leaves, sap dripping heavily from his bark…How does a tree rape little boys? Well, that fox was going to find out~ First…" There was only one thing in the clearing worth inspecting. The small dead tree in the center. Erik approached it slowly, cocking his head to the side. "Curious…Whats with this tree?" It looked ancient, the bark dried and brittle, branches cracked and hanging down above the husky. It only stood twice as tall as the boy. Erik placed his paw onto one of the gray, withered vines that entwined its trunk, expecting it to crumble into dust. "No one ever took care of you, huh…You must be the oldest tree in these woods! And stupid Michi thought the "tree of life" was the oldest! Hah!" He had been so busy talking shit, he didn't feel it. From the very core of the tree… throb. The vine under his paw got slightly thicker. "That rabbit pretends he knows everything about this place. If he did, then why are you dead? He cares more about nature than anyone here!" Throb. The vines at the base of the tree began to slither, loosely encircling the boys ankles. "I cant wait to see his dumb face when I tell him about you! He let a tree turn to dust in the very woods he calls home!" Erik broke out laughing, falling towards the tree to plant both paws on its trunk for support as he went hysterical. THROB. In an instant, his ankles were clutched tightly by the vines and he was swept off his feet, suspended several feet in front of the tree. His eyes shot open, the breath knocked from him as he was pulled up by his feet. He looked at the tree in newfound fear, suspended upside down, as the wood groaned. A heavy, ancient, and cracked voice broke the calm silence of the woods. "Some things…shouldn't be…woken…" Michi looked around the campfire, the other students were hooked on his story, but he had to hold back a chuckle when he saw the young roo cowered behind the small porcupine boy. "Wrens vines are slimy things, thick and juicy, they throb and want, they slather his victim with their slick slime as they explore every single inch. The fox…" He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "He said despite everything, he was really glad for all that slime, because what came next…" Two black pits opened in the trunk of the tree, faint red light flickering to life within. "A…bit old…but you'll do…" the voice cracked as the vines began hoisting Erik up further. "It's been so long…" it said, before a grinding chuckle. More vines reached out from the base, connecting with the boys body and exploring, binding his wrists just as his ankles had been. As the dry, withered vines rubbed across his upper body, Erik began to tear up. "S-stop this! This isn't funny guys! Stop! Michi! Kaito! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" he shouted, squirming as the vines began to puncture holes in his shirt, ripping it apart. His tears burned his eyes as they swelled, dripping to the dirt below with the scraps of his shirt. When his shirt was nothing more than a heap of scrap on the ground, the vines began to wrap around his waist. Dry and brittle, but strong and firm, they spun around him tightly to hold him in place as the two at his ankles began to slither into his pant legs, treating them the same as his shirt. Erik growled, he decided he wouldn't let this stand. He was a summoner! "Firaen! Hear me! I summon thee to burn this forest to ash!" He shouted confidently. Nothing happened. “Firaen! I summon thee! FIRAEN!” he continued, beginning to panic as the vines shred his pants. The voice suddenly began laughing outrageously, shaking the very core of the husky boy. Just as the last shred of his pants dropped to the ground, his soaked diaper burst, spilling its wet contents down onto the boy. The vines worked their way into the padding, and began to shred it just as the rest. “Magic won’t do you any good here...Pathetic child” the voice groaned. Erik whimpered softly, his body and face soaked in piss from his unfortunate accident. It was becoming clear to him that this wasn’t some kind of prank designed by the others, he was definitely in serious trouble. Quietly giving up, he whispered “don’t kill me...” The thinnest of the vines began to wrap around the boys exposed ball-sack, pulling his jewels away from his groin and tightening to hold them in place as the tip of the vine played with his cock. Erik let out a yelp as it toyed with the tip before slithering its dry brittle form into his urethra. “St-stop it! Do-” Another of the dead vines shot forth, tightening around the boys neck and choking off his words before thrusting into his mouth and down his throat. He gagged, his eyes wide, as the dead vines crawled all over his body. The thin one twirled within his soft penis as the heaviest began to unwrap itself from his waist. In some futile attempt to protect himself, his tail wrapped up between his legs to cover his rear, but the vine simply pushed past and thrust into the boys anus quickly. As they assaulted the young husky, the vines throbbed and pulsed, turning a healthy green as they got slightly thicker and beginning to secrete a thick slime. The largest vine continued its penetration slowly, feeding itself deeper into the teen anus. Michi stood, and began walking around the group. “We found him the next morning. Near the field, just outside of the trees. He didn’t speak for a few days, but I couldn’t just leave him be, not my best friend. When he explained what had happened, a few of us ventured out into the woods ourselves. Finding Wren wasn’t an easy task, but once we did, we sealed the area off. Trapped him there, so he couldn’t feed on any more young boys- That's right! He fed on their innocence. Sapping them of their seed for his own health! Why, if you found him today, he would probably be nothing more than a dry, brittle, dead tree.” He grinned and took his seat again, looking around at the others. “Geez, Michi...That story sucked!” the jackal said, slapping his knee. “I mean, I don’t know whats up with this kangaroo here, but I don’t think anyone was scared by that! Trees can’t rape people, and that's not even scary!” The others began laughing and agreeing, with the porcupine consoling the kangaroo who had become a shivering ball, but Michi wasn’t phased. He simply smiled in response. He knew the truth. The fog broke as a pair of Kobold twins slunk into the clearing, smiling at the massive tree in the center. Its lush leaves billowing in the wind as its healthy vines slithered through the grass. The twins picked up the husky, barely breathing and soaked in the same slimy substance as the trees vines, and began to carry him out of the woods.