2 CH2: Dryad Mating Habits and the Misfortune Curse

The elf hopped on the tree under me before all hell broke loose. Mushroom Jesus save them from the apocalypse skill tree from the Sin Apocalypse Demon Sect drank the trees and animals around them. Silas watched tree roots spear through werewolves and elves under the haze of red light traveling through the veins in the Apocalypse Skill Tree's leaves like a legion of bow fishermen. Everything the roots speared was filled with tar before their bodies turned white. A smell like burning hair filled his nose as the bodies turned yellow and the black substance leaked from the speared victim's pours. Silas could only see it because the light from the leaves brightened before drops of the same red substance in the leaves were sucked from the bodies. Silas heard the elf scream as her friends were sucked dry of the red substance, leaving their used yellow husks behind.

Seeing that was rough, but it wasn't happening to him, he got on the tree, and his elf companion with the big titties and blond hair managed to join him. From what he could tell, the werewolves would kill the elves anyway, and saving them wasn't an option.

With his coping out of the way for why Silas was being a bitch and saving his own skin, he climbed higher. The bark was warm to the touch and, in some places, felt soft, almost like skin.

"Oh," Silas said and turned to his elf companion. "Sorry, I thought climbing up the tree would put us out of danger."

The elf looked at him with her wild, traumatized blue eyes like that were the last thing she wanted to hear.

Silas grabbed what felt like a breast and massaged a nipple before a moan rippled through the tree. He nodded, confirming what he was sure could be a Dryad. The transmigrator wasn't sure if they were dealing with the average Dryad, a tool spirit from a cultivation realm, or some kind of dragon ball Z-style fusion between the two.

When did an object created by the system become affected by his misfortune curse?

The elf looked around before freezing; he followed her gaze and spotted a tree that had so far avoided being eaten by the demon sect skill tree.

Before he could make a jump for it, a hand stronger than the pull of a woodchipper snatched his hand and pulled it against a breast. Silas turned his attention back to the tree; he straddled to see the bright red eyes of a girl with white hair like the tree's leaves and a cute dimple-like knot on her cheek. She smacked her lips like she was tasting something good before pulling him into an open mouth kiss.

Her lips were soft, and her spit tasted like cherries. It was funny how wrong Silas had been about the apocalypse skill tree. The name must have been a misnomer because kissing her sent him to heaven. Being in the roots would have sucked, but she tasted like cherries, and her boobs were amazing. Soft pink nipples pressed against his chest as his new best girl inched out of her tree while they made out.

Silas brushed a hand through her leafy hair and pulled away to get a better look at her. Her boobs leaked some goopy red substance that smelled syrupy sweet, and he could see her drip between her legs.

"What's wrong? Don't you want some of this?" The Dryad asked as he focused on maintaining his grip on the tree.

She was completely adorable with her dark skin, soft red eyes, and wavy white hair. The dimple sold the look for Silas more than anything: she was a total honey pot. Her goopy saliva was so sweet that he could feel it make him dumb. The massive hard-on between his legs didn't do him any favors either; he wanted to get to plowing, but he wasn't tilling stone or stumps.

"What's your name?" Silas asked.

The Dryad laughed, and he spied one remaining tree close enough to reach before it withered and crumbled. But then, he heard the sound of thunder, and the leaves of the Apocalypse Skill Tree shook.

"Do you hear the sound of the great boner's orgasm? Soon delicious semen will fall from the sky." Translation she wanted to waste his time, and it would rain. "But while the seed of the heavens is delicious, the seed of mortals have their own place. To have my name and support, you must surpass a sin." The Dryad said.

Silas narrowed his eyes and thought back to the root of sins. Christianity or the book of secret rituals to safely consume fungal hallucinogens didn't help much. Really to him, sins were relative to an individual's morality. Sinning to him didn't mean the same as sinning to a diehard Christian or a cultivator. But he knew that he still had some time left from his bitch breaker Viagra and it would be a shame to die without using it.

He pushed his chest against the Dryad's massive syrup-filled titties and felt his massive hard-on press against her dripping labia. "You dare," she said before he plunged inside her tight sugary depths.

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Soft lips slid up and down his head, practically in bloom, softer than silk, pressing against his cock before he heard a noise. Slurp! She practically swallowed him to the base in one go and then squeezed with all her might. Thank mushroom Jesus, he managed to keep himself from cumming on the spot.

The dangerous monster he had to slip his dick into opened her mouth and lolled her tongue, and he licked the red organ while pulling back. For a second, it felt like he would fall off the tree to his doom, so he quickly grabbed ahold of her.

"This is so good, but if you're not careful, you'll cum inside and spill inside my guarded womb. You'll have to get me off if you want your swimmies to go through. But you feel close to me." The Dryad said, and she bucked her hips and struggled to hold on as she took him for a wide gushing around his pill-hardened cock. She was so much stronger than him that it felt like there was nothing he could do but endure.

Her gushy cunny gripped him with her rippling walls tightening around him like a vice, only loosening enough for Silas to feel gravity dropping him. Above, he could see seven fruits growing from her branches far out of his reach.

Silas couldn't reach them with the beauty pulling him, pressing his head deep inside where the Dryad's walls crushed and rippled wet and tight. He fought to gain control, his fingers pressed against her nipples rubbing around the Dryad's soft areola, making the monster gushier, almost where he wanted her to be but not quite. He angled his cock to rub against harder-to-reach, quaking, dripping walls of luscious unholy flesh. A cry escaped the Dryad's lips, soft and soothing but not her orgasm.

In the sexual battle against what should be an unstoppable boss, he had some help. The elf that came with him snatched one of the Dryad's nipples between her lips and started sucking. He felt the Dryad's cunny pulse, clench, and pulse again as they tag-teamed her for the next few hours.

A quaking cry escaped the Dryad's mouth, and her hips shook before she pulled away. Ruby red nectar burst, squirting from the Dryad's pussy before Silas lunged forward.

"Don't cum; you'll get me pregnant." The Dryad said, but he didn't care. Instead, Silas pounded into her and felt his balls erupt, spraying her unprotected cervix.

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Her eyes suddenly widened. "Interlopers, how dare you steal from me."

Seven men, each dressed differently with a group of women with them, stood high in the tree, each with one of the fruits. He recognized only one of them on sight but knew they were the dark lords. Holding the red and black fruit of wrath was Brash of the dark lord of beast kin, who had two heavily armored lion girls with him. The other six were each already leaving, and all around him, the Apocalypse Skill Tree began to wither.

"Dinner and a show, how about that. Thanks for the entertainment, Sport, and this." The dark lord held up his fruit, and a root shot up but failed to reach the dark lord and fell sluggishly. A force stopped the root from reaching the dark lord.

Memories filled him in on the power of dark lords. Blood and sacrifice of the bodies of the defeated were broken down in rituals to create stones of great power. Once those stones bonded with a user, the dark lord gained unique powers and abilities depending on the stone's color. The Dryad and other monsters had similar ways of gaining power.

An even-toned voice joined them. "We have what we came for; our truce is at an end. I suggest we all depart."

It was like all his enemies rolled a nat 20 on a perception check and found the tree his Gotcha summoned. But, no, more likely, they were all nearby anyway and made a truce to screw him over. It had to be the misfortune curse; even the system he had to help overcome it couldn't stop it.

Silas wouldn't forget it after he killed the beast kin dark lord; he'd come for all of them. Those fruits were his; they came from his Gotcha. Every one of them would pay for taking what was his.

"No, I want to take that Dryad and fuck her until my seed overtakes his. There is nothing more satisfying than cucking a dark lord hopeful. Tami, rip that elf and the bitch who killed my wolves from the tree. I will abort the loser's young and have some real fun." Brash said.

What! He knew this world probably had some depraved fucks, but the Bull wannabe dark lord dressed in the edgiest black armor Hot Topic could provide screamed desperation.

"Do what you want." The calm dark lord said.

The Dryad put her lips to his ear. "My name is Daiyu, the 1000-year-old Apocalypse Skill Tree. While I bear the fruit of sin, I have one more gift to give." She opened her mouth, and a tiny black pearl sat on her tongue. Then she kissed him, and Daiyu forced the pearl down his throat. "You've been imparted with the Apocalypse Demon Body refinement Scripture; use it well." She grabbed him and threw him with all her might through the forest. A small red barrier appeared around his body as he sailed through the air while Daiyu battled Tami, the lion beast kin. Shock waves filled the forest as one of the dark lord's finest battled a newly arrived and formed Dryad.

The black pearl she imparted on Silas filled him with information as the fight vanished from view, with Daiyu losing.