chapter 4

"Dry yourself and slip into the robe over there, your meal is almost ready."

The robe is thin and soft yet warm over his nakedness. He felt as though as if he was in a dream as he fastened the ribbon-like belting and walked into the next room to find a table groaning with food, more than he could possibly eat even though he is near starving. Despite the sheer quantity he finds himself salivating as he sits in the chair that she is holding for him. He begins to eat, all the rich flavors attacking his taste buds at once.

Mindbending flavors, incredible smoky richness bite after bite. Eating endlessly and steadily, the food filling him painlessly, as if it is barely passing through his stomach going direct into his intestines. He eats and eats...not even noticing his surroundings. The food is his world right now...

Hours pass as he slowly and steadily filled himself, filling and expanding. He suddenly realized his abdomen was pressing against the table and he stopped, surprised at a sensation he hadn't felt in years. The woman noticing he had stopped, moved to his side and began stroking his distended abdomen. "Good..." she whispers into his ear. "That's it. Don't stop, just move the chair back a tiny bit and continue...you are still hungry. I can tell. Keep eating for me..."

He complied, compelled to keep eating for this mysterious woman. Who was she? What had she done to him?

Gradually the huge volume of food that was before him was gone, the plates empty. He knows he had never eaten so much in one sitting in his life. It was incomprehensible, impossible...yet the evidence was before him.

His abdomen was now completely full from esophagus to intestines, distended out into his lap in a huge round ball, yet he felt no pain, just an incredible heaviness and the familiar stretching sensation of his skin. He reveled in the feeling...a decadent joy he hadn't experienced in years. He leaned back in order to be able to take a deep breath, and held the sides of his distended gut, very much aroused by the size and fullness of it.

Her small hands covered his, her eyes filled with wonder and admiration. He moved one large hand to cradle her chin and tilt her head until he was looking into her large, soft eyes. "Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

"Yes, who are you, what have you done to me?" He held her chin, her eyes liquid pools in which time seemed to stand still. She smiled and placed a slim finger against his lips, stopping the flow of questions. "I will explain..."
He waited, massaging his belly, her hands still under his, somehow knowing she was pleased with what she felt and was as aroused by it as he was.

"I was born long ago, when this forest was young. It was my purpose to protect these children of the earth and I have done my job with passion. But over time, even a nymph grows lonely..."

He nodded sympathetically, "A wood nymph...I have heard of beings like you. But I thought they were only fairy tales. You are not human, but you appear so...so young, and you are so beautiful. Why me?"

"You are special. You may be old as humans go, but your heart is young...and you radiate an inner pain. When you are in my forest, you are mine to protect. Your pain called to me...begging me to heal it."

He nodded again, understanding. "I have not been a happy man", he answered with a rueful smile. "I was refused the pleasures of life by one who I cared for. I have left that place, and I suppose wanting to search for another, happier place when I became lost in your forest."

"I have been so lonely...and it's not often that a man of your magnificence wanders into my domain... you could stay with me, you know...I would treat you as a king...I ...I do not have all of the modern pleasures of the world to offer you but I could introduce you to new pleasures..."

There seemed to be an almost desperate quality to her voice.