2 comments/ 42071 views/ 1 favorites The Enchanted Garden Ch. 01 By: lindiana I had lived in the garden alone for years. I was not haunted or lost or poor. I just enjoyed living in the garden. I had a small cottage, one bedroom and another large room. It was just my cat, Jacques, and me. I had a few books I had scavenged and brought with me. The few times I ventured out of the garden, to shop and run errands, I saw people but rarely spoke. The garden fed me fairly well. I did shop at the butchers and stopped at the village store for a book now and again. I was content. One night while I was sleeping, I heard a low growl coming from Jacques. He jumped up onto my bed with me and I could fell the tension emanating from his feline body. I knew we were not alone and I took a deep breath before I asked, "Who is there?" I smelt his fetid breath before he responded so I knew he was standing quite close to me in the darkness. "I am Tetan, be quiet and I will not hurt you." I felt his long fingers pulling the blanket down my body. My long flannel gown did nothing to keep the sudden chill that filled the room from making me shiver. His fingers then grabbed the hem of my gown, easing it up past my chalky calves and muscular thighs. There was no point in screaming. There was no one about to help me. So I lay perfectly still, not knowing what was to come but accepting my fate. Once he had eased the gown up to my hips, his long fingers grasped the thin cotton of my underpants and tore them from my body. Now I gasped as I felt the cold caressing my virgin cunt, my body never having been viewed or touched by another human since my sainted mother, God rest her soul, bathed me as a child. "What are you going to do?" I asked, trembling. "I am going to mate with you, human." "You are not...human?" In response, I felt one long finger spreading open my velvet folds. "No, I am not. My time grows short in this dimension in this form. It is my desire to continue on here. But to do so, I must mate and recreate within a human form. Spread yourself for me, human. I will mate with you." My thighs fell apart of their own accord as I lay their in shock, not understanding any of this, that this being was standing above me, about to use me. I did not seem able to move, nor did I have the desire to fight him. It is as if my body had developed a will of its' own, sacrificing itself to this thing before it. He was very large. I could feel him as he knelt between my parted thighs. I could feel his member, if that is what you could call it, pressing upon my virgin cunt lips. My hands reached up and I could feel thick fur covering his body. I groaned in surrender. Suddenly I had to have this thing inside me. Then he was filling me. I had never felt anything so wonderful. His cock, if you would call it that, was thick and long and spread me open gently as he pushed the full length of it deep inside me. My hips began to rise of their own violation, pressing up against him and enjoying this sensation of being so filled with him. I could smell his breath, it was fetid and smelt of rotten meat, so I turned my head from him so I could instead enjoy the immense feeling of joy he was causing to swell and flow from my nether region throughout my body. He began to growl softly as he continued to thrust inside me, over and over again, my fingers curling into the thick, sticky fur that covered his back. My hips began to thrust up faster and harder, taking more of him deep inside me. It felt so good, so perfect, so right, to be filled like this. "That's it, human. Press up against me. Prepare to accept me." His words drifted from some spot high above my head, near the ceiling it seemed, to fall down slowly upon my ears. I lifted my hips off the thin mattress as he requested, driving them hard against him as he growls of pleasure became deep rumbling roars of need. I begin to moan with my own desires, whimpering beneath him like an animal, as my hips slammed up against him. "Please...Please...I beg you to give it to me," I surrendered fully to him, unsure of what I begged for but knowing somehow I needed it to complete me. All of my life I wondered why I was here. I wondered why I had been led to this garden then left in it. Now I knew. I was here for Tetan, to be his: to fulfill his destiny and to continue on his life. "Yes, now!" he cried as I felt his huge body shuddering above me then I felt something hot and wet leave him and enter into me. I moaned and my heart began to beat in a erratically fast pattern. I felt a strange wave sweep over my body, through every vein and nerve ending. I gasped for breath as the feeling became overwhelming, my eyes rolled back into my head and I fainted. The next thing I remembered was I heard the birds chirping and knew it was morning. I opened my eyes to see Jacques lying upon my chest as usual. I sat up upon my bed and looked down into my lap. My legs were spread wide and my virgin blood spotted the sheet beneath me. I knew then it was not a dream. My hand slid down my body to caress my belly. Tetan was inside me now. I smiled contentedly knowing I now had a purpose. The Enchanted Garden Ch. 02 Sometimes you look at something and for an instant you wonder where it came from, how it got to be there, something you have never seen or known before. Then, when that moment of bewilderment passes, you realize it is something you have had a long time, perhaps even loved all that time. That is how I felt about the garden. It was an old friend to me, not just my home. I was comfortable within its confines, safe and protected. And that never changed, it never would, even after Tetan came. A part of me knew I should fear this creature. But somehow, he made me feel safe. I never feared him for one moment. Fear was foreign to me. After his first visit, I knew that he would return to me. A part of him was left with me, a part I could feel filling my heart and my life completely. But it was not all of him, no. And I yearned for him. I did not understand this feeling but I embraced it. I needed Tetan. He knew this somehow. My days were quiet and my nights long as I waited for his return. I slept in my cold bed thinking of the way his long fingers had felt as they lifted my gown. I remembered the feel of him as he pressed inside me, again and again, taking me and using me. I needed to feel that again. I needed it so painfully that my hips would rise from my thin mattress in agony as I dreamt of him. It was a moonless night and I woke in desperate need once more, my body twisting helplessly caught up in a web of desire. The room was hot, from my need or the fire I do not know, and I could feel the beads of perspiration rising upon my skin. My gown rose about my hips, tangling me. I was so hungry for him. It was at that moment I heard his voice. "You need me," his husky voice broke the silence of my tiny cottage. "Yes, yes!" I cried out, unsure if I was dreaming or if he was truly there. "Then stand...show yourself to me." I slipped my legs over the edge of the bed and stood, my nightgown tumbling to my ankles. But I quickly undid the buttons and let it slide to the floor. I would not be ashamed before Tetan. His long fingers reached out to touch my hard ruby nipples. I did not flinch or pull away. I let him touch them again and again, the rough texture of his skin, so like sand paper, was not unpleasant. I began to whimper then in need, I was so desperate to be taken by him I could not stop myself. I could feel my arousal beading upon my pussy lips. His hands slipped up to my shoulders, grasping me slightly as he turned my body around. Then I felt his fingers upon the soft curves of my ass, felt them peeling the halves apart, felt them begin to explore the tight dark hole there. I gasped in pleasure, shock and a pit of pain as he pushed one lone finger inside. But I did not, would not, stop him. I was mesmerized by him, hypnotized perhaps. I just needed him to fill me, anywhere, anyhow. I needed him. His other hand moved up my back until it neared the base of my neck. Then he began to press upon my body until I bent forward. He kept pushing until my face was pressed against the mattress of my bed. His feet pressed apart my legs and I felt him enter my wet hot desperate cunt with one quick pushing thrust. "You are like my own human pet, girl. Do you like this? Do you want to be my pet?" I whimpered with pleasure as he filled me. I didn't care what he said or what he asked or what he did as long as it felt this heavenly. I had no idea what I was agreeing to when I gasped out a yes, a long breathy yes, saying all I wanted was what he wanted. He hissed in pleasure at this, I could feel the heat of his breath upon my back as he continued to fill me, his thrusting member hard and full deep inside me. My own hips begin to press back against him of their own violation, needing so much to be his, a part of him. It was the most perfect thing, the only thing, to be filled with Tetan. I cried out in ecstasy as my release encompassed me, filling the cottage with a golden glow of passionate pleasure. My eyes were teary with joy, my breath sweet and deep upon the cotton covering of the mattress. I sighed, filled with such happiness. I was lost to him, I was so lost. I was exhausted too. Something about him, being with him, drained me of every spark of energy. I will never understand that. How could something so wonderfully exciting and fulfilling be so terribly exhausting? Nonetheless, I was too tired to think of these things now and again felt myself drifting off. When I awoke the next morning, I was naked in my bed and alone except for Jacques who purred comfortably upon my belly, waiting for his morning bowl of milk. It made me wonder once more if perhaps I was only dreaming of Tetan and it was not real. Odd things can happen when one lives alone with no companion but a cat. But again there was the telltale stickiness between my thighs and the lingering aroma of his body. Oh yes, Tetan was real. And I knew he would return. I was his now, his human pet. I hugged myself in delight at the thought of this. I was no longer truly alone.