Warning: This story involves scenes of poisoning and the pleasurable death of a cute protagonist. If this is not your thing then stop reading now. This story may also contain minor spoilers from the game Ori and Blind Forest. You have been warned!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ori and the Blind Forest. Ori and the Blind Forest is property of Moon Studios, Microsoft Studios, and Nordic Games.

Ori and the Seed of Corruption

He was... alive. He wasn't sure by what force he had been revived, but his physical strength had been restored. However, emotionally he still felt incomplete. He felt a longing; A longing for light, warmth, and companionship. He wasn't sure exactly what it was that he was seeking, but he felt that if he just pushed forward a little further, he would find what he was looking for. So Ori headed forward, wary of the dark forest around him.

Soon he came to a branch spanning a wide chasm. On the other side of the chasm was a cave, but something was blocking the entrance that Ori couldn't quite make out. He crossed the branch to get a closer look. Several dark purple pustules grew from the cave walls. Thorns protruded from the blemishes and seemed to radiate a sickly darkness. At first it didn't appear that there was any way through, but upon closer inspection, Ori spotted a small gap near the base of the blight. The path was narrow, but with a little effort, he could probably squeeze through. The pustules looked dangerous to touch, but with seemingly no other way to go, the determined light spirit decided to push forward.

Ori crouched as low as possible, crawling underneath the corrupted thicket. Progress was slow and the fit was tight, but there was no turning back now. He remained focused on his goal, trying not think about the incredible danger that surrounded him. He just had to place one paw in front of the other and head towards the ever growing beacon of light that was the exit. After a very tense minute of crawling, Ori's head finally emerged from the blighted passage, taking a deep breath of open air. Excited to reach freedom, he hurried to pull the remainder of his body from the tunnel, but in his haste, his foot became snagged on something. In a moment of panic he spun around to pry his foot loose, but in doing so, caught his arm on a stray pustule, feeling the sharp prick of a thorn piercing his flesh. He yipped in shock and pain, adrenaline shooting through his body as he worked that much harder to free his trapped limb.

As Ori finally freed his foot from the clutches of that accursed pit, he quickly got up to inspect the damage to his arm. It didn't look good; A sickly darkness had infested the wound, causing it to swell and fester. It stung him mercilessly, but he would have to endure it for now, at least until he found some medicinal herbs to heal it. However Ori had hardly taken his first step when crippling pain pulsed from the wound, causing him to cry out and clutch his arm as he fell to his knee. For a few agonizing moments, unbearable pain radiated from the infection, leaving the poor light spirit trembling and gasping for breath. When the pain finally subsided, Ori looked at his arm again. His eyes grew wide with fear as he saw that sickly black tendrils had spread through his skin from the point of injury. The infestation was growing!

Ori hurried forward, searching desperately for anything that could cure his affliction. The search was made harder by the periodic spikes of pain that plagued him as the corruption spread through his arm. But even more alarming were the blight's other side effects. With each flare of pain, his body grew hot and flustered; His breathing became labored; And his groin ached with an unfamiliar need. It was unlike any sensation he had ever felt before and he wasn't certain how to process these new feelings. 

Another strange side effect was that his cock had begun to peek from its slit. Ori wasn't sure why, but he felt embarrassed by this and attempted to hide his emerging member from any wandering eyes. However his cock continued to swell and stiffen, making it harder and harder to cover up. Overwhelmed by shame, he quickly shuffled into some nearby brush where he would hopefully be hidden from view. Finally feeling the slightest bit of privacy, the exhausted spirit took a moment to rest.

He looked at his infected arm with concern; The limb was almost completely corrupted now and had begun to radiate the same sickly darkness that plagued the rest of the forest. And then there was his aching cock, which stood long and stiff between his legs. He had never seen it like this before. There was something mesmerizing about the way the erect member twitched and throbbed in rhythm with his beating heart. He felt oddly compelled to touch it, slowly reaching his good paw towards the pulsing shaft.

Ori pulled back his paw and gasped as a shiver of immense pleasure ran down his body. What was that?! The sensation had been so intense from just a touch; But it wasn't a bad feeling, in fact it was quite the opposite. He had never felt such raw pleasure before. He couldn't help but wonder, if a simple touch could elicit such wonderful feelings, what would happen if he took it even further? He started to reach out with his paw again, but hesitated. Something in the back of his mind was telling him that this was wrong; That he should feel ashamed of what he was about to do. But how could something that felt so good, be bad?

A battle raged within the conflicted spirit's mind. He wanted to explore more of that wondrous feeling, but feared the consequences of performing such a shameful action. What would Naru think of him if she knew what he was thinking about doing... But Naru wasn't here anymore; She was gone, and the hole her death left behind was more painful than any wound he could sustain. A tear shed from his eye as he recalled his former guardian and only friend. As if to mock him, another surge of pain shot from his infected arm, bringing the poor spirit's suffering to a climax. He was tired of hurting; Tired of pain; Would it truly be so wrong to just take a moment to escape it all? He wanted this.. No he needed this!

With new-found determination, Ori once again reached for his cock, wrapping his paw around the engorged member. Instantly the warm and pleasant feeling returned to his dick, making him gasp in pleasure. After taking a few moments to adjust to these new sensations, Ori felt that this was only the tip of the iceberg. Instinct drove him to begin slowly moving his paw up and down his length, drawing out new levels of pleasure from his sensitive member. He shuddered and moaned as waves of ecstasy cascaded through his body in time with his gentle strokes. It felt so good to just give in; Even the pain from the slowly spreading corruption within him seemed to dull with each move of his paw.

Quickly becoming lost in his own lust, the light spirit let instinct take total control of his actions. Ori closed his eyes and increased the rate of his stroking as he focused solely on the wonderful feelings radiating from his cock. A steady stream of pre began to ooze from the tip of his member, lubricating his length and causing lewd smacks with each fap of his cock. Squeaks and moans of ecstasy accompanied the squelches, joining together to create a grand symphony of debauchery.

Ori couldn't believe how incredible this felt; But despite how amazing it was, he found he still wasn't satisfied. He could feel something stirring deep within his loins, building in pressure and aching for release. Eager to fuel this new sensation, Ori increased his pace again. His paw trembled slightly and his back arcing as he quickly drove himself towards the edge. His pumping became eratic and he whined with need, his muscles tensing as he grew close to the peak. All he needed was a little push.

A pang in his arm drove him over the edge. He squealed in ecstasy as pain transformed into unimaginable pleasure. His back arced and his body quivered as his first ever orgasm took hold. His paw squeezed firmly around his cock as it pulsed and throbbed, shooting stands of pearly-white cum high into the air. His seed rained back down upon him, splattering his face and chest in the musky substance. What didn't land on his body, splashed to the ground below, forming a sizable puddle of radiant spunk around him. The sheer quantity of cum was astonishing, and the pleasure was overwhelming him. He wanted this sensation to last forever, but alas, all good things must come to an end. After a whole minute of sheer rapture, Ori finally started to come down, squirting his last few strands of precious seed onto the ground.

Ori panted heavily as he basked in the afterglow of his intense orgasm. Had this been what he was seeking? Was this the thing that was missing from his life? Again he felt conflicted. A large portion of his mind wanted to surrender to the incredible pleasure he had just experienced. But a small voice of reason told him that this wasn't the answer to his troubles; That this was just a side effect of the corruption spreading through his body. His gaze drifted to his infected arm, and his eyes grew wide with shock and horror; The blight had already managed to consume half of his body, creating a frightening duality in his appearance. This wasn't good; He didn't have much time left and he was afraid of what would happen to him if the darkness was allowed to consume him completely.

He started to rise to his feet, but a massive pang of pleasure pulsed from his infected arm, pushing his worries aside and clouding his mind with lust once again. His breathing grew heavy, deeply taking in the smells around him. A new yet somehow familiar scent danced across his nose. It was strangely pleasing and seemed to fuel the pleasurable haze he was in. The smell led his eyes to his paw, which was coated in strands of viscous fluid from his cock. He leaned in close, sniffing curiously at the strange white substance. A powerful musk emanated from the fluid, sending his head swimming with desire. His tongue stretched out, lapping up some of the pungent fluid. It tasted bitter, with just a hint of saltiness. It wasn't something he would normally enjoy, but Ori found the flavor to be strangely intoxicating. After cleaning the remaining jizz from his paw, Ori sought more, which turned his attention to the source of this precious nectar, his still rock hard cock. It ached and throbbed with need, each pulse dribbling excess cum that oozed down its length.

Ori leaned in, his flexible body curling up until his mouth came to rest at the base of his shaft. Once again his tongue reached out, giving a long slow lick to the warm hard flesh. A shiver of delight ran up his spine as his tongue ran along his length, gathering up beads of delicious cum as he licked his member clean. However it wasn't enough to sate his growing lust; He craved more. Without hesitation, he spread his lips around to tip of his dick, engulfing it in the warm moist flesh of his maw. He groaned in pleasure as an amazing sensation washed over him. It was hard to believe, but it felt even better than his paw. Wanting more of this incredible feeling, he slid his mouth down over his length, taking more of his shaft into the slick folds of his maw, continuing down until his tip sat at the back of his throat. He took a moment to simply revel in the wondrous feeling surrounding his cock. The slimy walls of his mouth fit snugly around his dick, gripping and massaging it with each breath that he took. It was fine for a moment, but soon he ached for more. Just as with his paw, instinct told him what he should do next.

Slowly he raised his head back up the shaft, leaving it feeling a bit naked. He missed the warmth of his maw, but delighted in the pleasure he got from the soft flesh rubbing against his length. Once her reached the tip, he slid his mouth back down, instincts guiding him into a steady rhythm. He bobbed his head up and down, suckling his sweet shaft for all it was worth. His tongue danced and curled along his length, gathering up any of the delicious nectar that oozed from his tip. Wet slurps and smacks filled the air as Ori sucked himself off. He moaned and whined loudly around his dick, no longer caring who might hear or see him; Such was the depths of his depravity. He didn't even notice that the corruption had spread across most of his body now, only leaving one arm still pure and light.

He could feel a familiar pressure building within him, signaling that he was close to obtaining his sweet reward. His head pumped vigorously along his cock, sending powerful waves of euphoria cascading through his entire body. His orgasm was approaching quickly, spurred on by his lust addled mind. The heavenly feeling of his slimy maw around his cock; The delicious taste of pre running across his tongue; The wondrous smell of musk in the air; It was all too much for his to bear. With another squeal of ecstasy, Ori began his second climax. Jet after jet of sweet sticky cum shot down his throat, forcing him to swallow vigorously in order to keep up. But the sheer quantity proved to be too much, and an excess of the precious fluid seeped from the spirit's mouth. He held his ground as long as he could, determined to consume as much of the tasty treat as possible. But as his lungs burned for air, he was forced to relinquish the throbbing member. As he breathed in fresh air, his paw shot to his pulsing cock, stroking his length furiously as he rode out the rest of his intense orgasm.

Once again, his cock shot streams of cum high into the air, only this time the jizz took on a sickly black shade. The darkened cum rained down on the enthralled spirit, contrasting harshly with the pure white seed from earlier. Each squirt drove his pleasure higher and higher. He arched his back and cried out in ecstasy as the unfathomable pleasure overwhelmed his mind... And then there was silence. Unfortunately the light spirit's frail body was unable to handle the shock of his radical transformation. Now completely consumed by darkness, his body fell limply into a swirling puddle of his own mixed seed; His final memories, a haze of pure bliss.

But where one life ends, new life takes root. Dark vines sprouted from Ori's lifeless body, ingraining themselves in the freshly fertilized soil below. The sprout grew and thrived, slowly blooming into a new pustule of darkness, ready to spread its corruption to any creature unfortunate enough to prick themselves upon its blighted thorns. The noble spirit who had once hoped to cleanse the forest of corruption has instead become an instrument of its inevitable infestation.