Jeff spend the next few days getting a feeling for what she was now. She was bonded with her tree and found
that the further she traveled from it, the more she felt drawn back. She could temporarily merge with any
tree in the forest, too. But the first one she bonded with was her home.
She also had a special relationship with all the animals of the forest. She found that predators and prey
alike would come to her with little encouragement. She also had a fierce protective streak in the forest.
That became clear when she heard someone coming though the woods. She slipped into the brush and watched. It
was a human, male, wearing crude clothes and carrying a large axe. He would stop every so often and look at a
tree, then mark it with a bit of chalk before moving on.
Jeff felt her blood boil. He was marking trees, her trees, for cutting!
She stepped out of the trees when his back was turned. "What are you doing, my fine fellow?"
The man nearly jumped out of his skin, and he spun around with the axe raised. "Stay away, foul spirit!"
Jeff smiled, "I only asked a simple question," she said. "Why are you so nervous?" she asked as she stepped
closer. "I am but a nymph, you are a man with a weapon."
She could see the terrified look in the mans eyes as he looked her over. Jeff wasn't sure what she was doing,
but the best he could think of is that he was emitting some kind of pheromone. As she stepped closer, the man
dropped the axe. "Please," he said with clenched teeth, "I have a family."
"The trees are my family," she said as she brushed a hand over his face. Where she touched him, the skin
turned rough and brown as bark spread. He tried to speak again, but she stuck a hand down his pants and
started to rub. She pulled down his pants, his legs turning to wood as she did, and watched as his feet
rooted to the ground. After a few moments, she settled down on his hardening member, feeling the wooded penis
spreading inside her. She hugged him closer, willing him into a magnificent oak.
Once there was no longer a trace of the woodsman, she shuddered and pulled herself off the branch that she had
ridden higher up the growing trunk, gave the tree a gentle kiss, then set off for her home.