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Tonight on “Storytime with Sammys”, I will be narrating a story titled “The Figure in the Forest.” Sit back and relax while you listen and experience this tale in first person, as the main character.
As I guide you through the glowing forest, who knows what – or who – you may encounter~?
Just an innocent and peaceful stroll through the woods, or… Ancient powers beyond your comprehension~?
Let’s find out together~
Hello, and welcome to “Storytime with Sammys” – That’s me, Sammystique~
Your host for tonight’s show, where I like to keep things nice and chill.. So you can relax and enjoy an immersive story within your own mind… Guided by my voice… Like a movie inside of your head… And you are the main character~
You’re listening to 93.21 SINK FM – brought to you by The Hypno Collective, where you may have heard my voice before, at thehypnocollective.com
For my show, I recommend you sit back and relax somewhere safe and quiet… Comfortable… And fully engaged~
Tonight’s story takes place in a humid forest… With no recollection of how you got here… No knowledge of which part of the world you may be walking… Walking… Walking… Nothing but lush forest in every direction… The setting sun, peeking through the canopy, reminding you of thin, enclosing rungs of a cage.
Helplessness sinks into your stomach, but not fear or panic. Something about the soft dirt beneath your shoes… The distant singing of wildlife… Comforts you~
Even as the kind sun hides behind the towering trees, and the cold begins to creep in, something is telling you not to worry… That everything will be okay…
And just before the light disappears completely… The last beam to touch the forest floor spotlights a string of footprints. Bare, human footprints. You are not alone. This is a relieving discovery. Your curiosity slowly pushes you forward… Following the disappearing path… Placing each foot on top of each print… And as the world darkens, all you can do is try to continue on in the same direction… Paying close attention to the texture of the slight indentation of the prints under your feet to find your way.
But before all light escapes the forest, it shifts from a warm yellow, to a chilling blue. Dim, at first, but soon grows to become even brighter than the day that just slipped away. You look up at the scattered traces of the sky… The blackest sky… Not a star or crescent in sight… They are too obscured by the strange polluting light, coming from every corner of the forest. You look around to see pure blue. Every mushroom, leaf, twig, and vine, illuminating magnificent bioluminescence… Bright… Slightly painful in the retinas… But beautiful. The footprints in front of you glow the brightest, inviting you to follow them. How could you resist~?
It is easier than ever to copy their cadence… Foot for foot… Foot by foot… One foot forward at a time… Just walking… Just following… Is all you can think about. It floods your mind, and the only thing you want to do is reach the end. Your mind is not your own, and neither is your body, but you don’t care. You only care about the path before you. Weaving between trees, methodically avoiding trampling mushrooms… Whoever these prints belong to, holds great care for the forest. And you obey them. Replicate them. Taking the exact path as whoever came through here before you. Perhaps you will find them. You must find them.
The footprints lead you past an impossibly stocky spruce, a sharp right turn, and then… Nothing. No more prints. You turn around to see if you missed something… But you can see no more footprints. Not even indents in the soil. As if they were never even there.
“You must always leave nature the way you found it.”
You snap around to see where the voice is coming from. At first, you don’t see anything at all. But as you focus more closely on where you heard the voice, you see… A dark silhouette… Far off on the horizon… Shadows between trees coming together to form an elusive, vaguely human figure.
“It might be difficult for you to see me… But I’m closer than you think.”
Her voice kisses your ear… Like a draft pouring through an opening door. Your eyes must be playing tricks on you. It sounds like she’s standing right in front of you.
Even in the brilliant, bright blue woods, she stands as a shadow. No light reflects off of her figure. It almost seems like she absorbs it… The purest, darkest black, absorbing all light, as if it is being sucked into a different dimension entirely.
“Look closer… Focus on my voice… Listen… And then you will be able to see.”
Confused, but eager to quell your ignorance, you Obey.
“You followed me… Why are you here?”
You feel two soft hands cup your cheeks… Gently… Nonthreateningly… Lovingly. And two more hands grip your shoulders. They aren’t hostile, but they will not let you go, either.
“Tell me, child, what do you see?”
You are staring into they abyss. Everything and nothing all at once. All color and no color. Invisible… Nonexistent… And powerful. You can’t bring yourself to speak, but somehow you know that she knows what you want to say. To think. To do.
“You traced my steps. You didn’t stray even once. Good~”
Two blue orbs lock onto your eyes. They pierce your soul and flood your body with fear and peace at the same time. They are her unblinking eyes, testing your intentions, judging your soul… Seeing every part of you, you never knew existed. Cold fire rushes through your veins. Her grip is becoming firmer, pulling you in closer to her… Pulling you into the void.
“Relax, child… I mean you no harm, as long as you do the same.”
You can’t help but wrap your arms around her, as she does the same. Three arms wrapped tightly, but comfortingly around you. Three hands holding your back. The fourth, caressing your head as it rests in her soft, warm bosom.
“It is not yet your time to return… But I hold love for all of my creations. Stay for a moment, if you’d like.”
Her embrace feels like home. She feels like nothing, and everything.
“Have you been good to your brothers and sisters? And those who are neither?”
The cold fire in your veins flares and freezes. This feels like a test. But also a longing. Like she misses you.
“Have you all been kind to each other? To the home I made for you?”
She almost seems like she doesn’t want to know the answer. Or maybe she already knows. Like she is afraid to know that her children have let her down.
“It’s alright, child… I’m not angry… It is a pleasure to hold you…”
You realize what a lonely existence she lives. Unseen… Unheard… Unnoticed… Unappreciated… The creator of everything and nothing… A shadow, hidden in the heart of the forest. The most powerful being, powerless and outnumbered within her own construction. Still, you recognize that it would be foolish to incite her wrath.
“Are you afraid of me?”
Although you can’t see her face, you can feel a deep sense of disappointment lifting off from her body like furious steam.
“You should be.”
The kind of sadness and anger that forms from witnessing your life’s work destroy itself after billions of years of tireless effort.
“At least… I would be…”
Your vision fades to black as she pulls you deeper into her embrace. You feel completely safe and content.
“… for me, my child… Let me hold you… You are so… Delicate… Just let me protect you for a little while… Before you must leave…”
This may be the first contact she’s had in millennia. Her emotions pour into your body, making you feel as heavy as the universe.
“(drop),” she says… Her voice, like a summer breeze, and you can’t tell whether you are sinking down into the earth, or floating off into space.
You can feel everything and nothing, all at once. It is mind-numbingly overwhelming. It is–.
“Quiet your mind, child… Just focus on me in this moment.”
–s your comp– atten–tion.
“Shhhhh…. Listen…. Do you hear that?”
…
“Just the two of us now… Alone… Together… Please…. Touch me…”
(breasts in your face)
“Open up… Let me see how it feels…. (suck) To be human.
“The persuasive power of pleasure… Which clouds the conscience… Let me experience it…
“Look into my eyes (drop)… Captivating, aren’t they? The longer you meet my gaze, perhaps you will be able to see more of me… Perhaps not… But you know I’m here… You can hear me… Feel me… My breath on your face… My hand stroking your cheek… You can feel me… Can’t you…?
“I can feel you… Your heart is beating fast… I won’t hurt you… I just want to feel you… Just for a bit longer…
“I envy your skin… Smooth and sensitive… Little bumps, raising at the slightest touch…
“Pleasure… Is a very persuasive thing, is it not? Humans seek pleasure… I understand… Your face feels good in between my breasts… I only wish that you could feel them too… That we could revel in the pleasure together.
“Perhaps… The more we embrace each other… The more you will embrace me… My existence… Perhaps you could feel me… If you keep looking… Listening… Touching…
“Just relax, child… I’ll set you free… I just need a moment. If only a moment could last forever… A blink for an eternity… But you do not belong here… Not yet… We will say goodbye… And you will never know if this moment was real or a dream.
“I will cherish this~… But after another billion years, perhaps it will be nothing more than a dream for me as well…
“I do hope that you’ll remember… That you will… Encourage… Your brothers and sisters… And those who are neither… To be kind.
“I only wished for you all to live in peace and pleasure… I never imagined that pleasure could be so……..
“Listen, child… I know this is selfish of me… But could you do me favor..? (drop)
“Could you… Look into my eyes and… Pleasure yourself…? (you can’t resist)
“I just… Want you to feel good… While I speak to you… (touch)
“I only ask for you to make yourself feel good~… (rub)
“Very good~…” (squirm)
“Look at me… (listen)
“Let me see you in your raw state… (persuasive pleasure)
“Lowered defenses… (drop)
“Euphoric hormones… Comfort and trust… (persuasive pleasure)
“Be good for me… Do good… Feel good… It’s all I ever wanted…
“Remember this feeling… Wish it upon the world… (obey)
“Peace and pleasure… Kindness… Love… Care… Compassion… Empathy…
“Seeing you… Watching you feel good… Brings me pleasure~ (you can’t resist)
“And I want you to remember this pleasure… When you carry out good deeds… To make others feel good.
“You must protect each other… Serve each other… Care for the world that cares for you (persuasive pleasure)
“It’s what you were always meant to do. Humanity has strayed… But it’s not too late… You can still be good (do it for me)
“Inspire others to be good… Do good… Feel good… Pleasure mustn’t come at the cost of others. (persuasive pleasure)
“I want you to see… To feel… To do… Good~ (persuasive pleasure)
“And I know how receptive humans are, when persuasion is paired with pleasure. (persuasive pleasure)
“Pleasure is good~… But it can also be your undoing. (persuasive pleasure)
“I urge you… To be a change for good. (persuasive pleasure)
“Feel good, right now… And do good, my child. (do it for me)
“Take care of your brothers and sisters, and those who are neither. Take care of yourself. Take care of your home. (do it for me)
“I know, deep down, humans can be good. All it takes is one. (persuasive pleasure)
“I think we were meant to meet today. You have given me hope. Use it well, child. (do it for me)
“Remember my gaze… My hands… My breasts… My voice… My pleasure… (persuasive pleasure)
“I’m going to snap my fingers, and return you to your world. (remember me)
“I have faith in you, child.
“Go be good.” (SNAP)
–orest fills with a blinding white light before fading to black, and when you open your eyes again, you remember you are listening to “Storytime with Sammys”, and you feel grounded and pensive.
And thus, concludes, “The Figure in the Forest”. A cerebral and fantastical tale. Thank you so much for listening – I’d love to hear your thoughts – what did you think of the dragon? Please, let us know.
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