The bells of the town rang, people cheered and clapped, and little Lianna beamed as she rode through the streets, her long ginger hair flying behind her in the wind. She and the three other girls with her were all two weeks away from their 11th birthday, and were about to begin their learning as forest nymphs. Their route took them from the city gate, where their families had bidden them goodbye, along the city streets and up to the palace gates, where they dismounted. They waved one last time to the crowd, and then were led by two palace guards into the great hall.
Down richly-carpeted hallways and through lavish galleries they went, amazed at the sights around them. Lianna was fascinated by the portraits of royalty from the distant past – the kingdom had a very long history. Then they walked through an archway into a smaller corridor that led towards the back of the palace. They came to a stop at a thick, purple curtain that was covering another archway, and the guards bowed and said, “Here we must leave you. We may go no further. Fare ye well, young maidens.”
The girls curtsied back, and passed through into a little ante-room, filled with bookshelves and candles and paintings. And a wizened old man stood in front of them, with a stern expression on his face, but with a merry twinkle in his eye. Lianna could not help being a little afraid of him, but was not frightened.
“Girls, I have been waiting for you!” he said. “I am here to take you to the gates of the forest lands and to teach you the ways of the forest. Are you ready?”
The girls looked at each other, and then back at the sage. They nodded, and smiled.
“Then let the adventure begin!” he said, and led them to one of the bookcases. He pulled one of the books from its shelf, and to the girls' amazement the whole case started revolving.
“Quickly girls, through you go!” he said, and the girls excitedly stepped through into a candle-lit tunnel, that sloped steeply upwards. They had not walked far when daylight appeared up ahead, and soon they were at a pair of iron gates. Before them lay a grassy path in a deep cutting, and all up its high banks grew lush trees and bushes. The gates seemed to sense their presence, for they opened of their own accord, and soon they were walking in a little glade. Behind them, they could just make out the very tops of the castle towers over the tree-tops, and they realized that they must already be very high up the hillside behind the city. Their glade spread for about a mile square, bounded by dense, high shrubbery near the city, and a large cliff-face in the other direction, at the uppermost point. Just ahead they heard the rushing of water. The sage led them through the bushes to a clearing by a pool, which was fed by a waterfall issuing from a little rock face. To the girls' surprise, there were five beautiful chairs by the water, and they were bidden to sit.
“Welcome to the forest lands!” announced the sage. “In two weeks' time, you will all turn 11 years old, and on that day you will become forest nymphs. You will live in the lands for 5 years, until your 16th birthday. During that time you will learn many things of the forest, more than I could ever explain now. But in these two weeks you will remain in this little glade, and here I shall teach you what I know. Your learning begins!”
For the next two weeks, the girls learned their craft, exploring their glade and drinking in the beauty of the flora around them. They also learned to ride the forest vines. A vast, dense network of creepers ran throughout the lands, dangling from treetops and criss-crossing the glades. From the creepers hung many vines, each one with a little seat at its base. They asked the sage where the vines had come from, but he shook his head, declaring that their origins were unknown, but that they were as old as the ancient forests themselves. The girls learned that the vines would be their primary mode of transport, and were astonished to find that the vines seemed to know exactly where to go, gliding smoothly along the creepers at well over a running pace. The girls found the flights difficult to get used to, as sometimes they were thrown to the left and right as they swung, making it difficult to hold on. The seats that they rode on were very small, no more than six inches across, and initially they were very sore. And the girls' long skirts were a great hindrance, bunching up around the base of the vine and making sitting very uncomfortable. More than once, the girls found themselves falling off completely, although they were never more than slightly bruised on landing. But these difficulties did not dampen the thrill of flying through the forest on the vines, and the girls grew to love them.
On their final evening, the girls sat around a little fire in a clearing, and as they ate supper, the sage told them about the vines in the rest of the lands, beyond the cliffs at the back of the glade. “Girls, I have seen that you love vine riding, although I think that you have found it difficult so far.”
The girls laughed and nodded, explaining about all the problems that they had found. Then the sage laughed, and motioned them to come closer. They shuffled forwards eagerly, and what he told them made their hearts race with excitement.
“Girls, the vines beyond the cliffs, beyond this glade are different in some ways. They do not stay just above the ground. Sometimes they fly over valleys, across rivers and through waterfalls, and they can often fly a lot faster.”
The girl sitting next to Lianna spoke up, a little worried. “But we're still falling off all the time, how will we stay on the seat?”
Again the sage smiled. “Do not worry, little one. You will no longer need to rely upon the strength of your hands to hold you on.”
The girls looked puzzled, and the sage continued. “Every vine in the forest lands has something special on its seat that will stop you falling off, however fast you go. And don't worry about your skirts being uncomfortable. You will be given new clothes tomorrow morning, and these are specially designed for vine riding.
“But there is one thing that is most important, above all else. Riding the vines will bring you much pleasure through the years, but that is not its only purpose. Every time a forest nymph rides, the forest will connect with her, and it will draw strength from this bond. This is what keeps the forest alive,” he concluded. “Without you forest nymphs, the forest itself would cease to be.”
While they finished their supper, they talked of many other things, before retiring to their hammocks at twilight. As she rocked from side to side, Lianna thought excitedly about her 11th birthday the next day. She knew that she would find it hard to sleep that night.
The next morning, Lianna awoke to shouts of excitement. The girls' 11th birthdays had arrived! The sky was getting light as she pulled her tunic on, before racing with the other girls to eat their breakfast by the pool. Then they watched the eastern sky, waiting for the sun to rise over the distant hills. At last, it peeped over the horizon, and as its first beams shone into the glade, the sage appeared.
“Happy birthday, girls!” he called. “You must follow me now, for your journeys into the forest lands are about to begin.”
The girls quickly leapt up and walked along behind him, through the trees, uphill towards the cliff-face. Soon they came to a tunnel that appeared to have been cut into the rock by hand, for it had smooth sides. The sage ushered them through the tunnel, which opened out into a softly lit cave, with a beautiful blue pool in the middle of the floor. And he motioned for them to sit down.
“Girls, your way into the forest lands lies over those falls,” he announced, pointing to the far end of the pool, where the water was rushing over a ledge, disappearing from view. “Now you bathe in the water, nude. When you are ready, swim down the falls and your journey will have begun.”
“Aren't you staying with us?” said one of the girls.
“Sadly, I cannot,” the sage replied. “The edge of this pool is a boundary that I can never cross. Nobody but you nymphs can enter the lands, even though many have tried. But you will each meet a guide – a forest nymph a couple of years older than you who will stay with you in your first few weeks.”
Another girl asked, “What about our clothes?”
“You will not need them again,” the sage smiled. “Do you remember what I said yesterday? You will get new clothes once you are in the forest lands, clothes that are specially designed for riding the vines. Now, girls, you must take off your clothes and hand them to me.”
So the girls shyly slipped out of the tunics and undergarments, and kicked off their shoes, before slipping naked into the water. As the water washed around them, the girls squealed with delight as an incredible tingling sensation coursed through their bodies.
“Farewell!” called the sage, as one of the girls swam over the falls and disappeared from view. Lianna decided to go next, and launched herself over the edge. Her breath was taken away as she shot down a steep tunnel, brightly lit with colored gems in the walls. Almost as quickly, she splashed into a second pool, which lay high up in the wall of a seemingly bottomless cavern. Behind her followed the other two girls, and already in the pool was the girl who had swum through first. They emerged from the water, gasping with excitement, and found themselves on a little marble shelf. Tied to a post were four vines, each with a label bearing one of the girls' names. The girls looked and saw that the creeper lines were slung right across the cavern, and disappeared into openings in the far wall. They also saw that there was no other way off the shelf, and knew that they would have to fly. Forgetting their nakedness, the girls embraced each other and bade each other farewell, hoping that they would meet again one day. Lianna watched as the three other girls launched themselves across the cavern, squealing with excitement, and disappeared down different tunnels. Then she looked around her at the now-empty cavern, and feeling a little pang of loneliness, grasped her vine, straddled the seat and pushed herself off.
She gained speed at a terrific rate, and shot across the cavern into another softly-lit tunnel. She clung on tightly to the stem as she was carried along, and marveled at the colorful seams of minerals and gems that were embedded in the tunnel walls. On she flew, across chasms and through vast caves, twisting and turning this way and that, but ever flying upwards. But after a few minutes she sensed that they were slowing down, and flying across one final chasm, the vine stopped at a little platform high up the opposite wall. She knew that she was meant to fly no further, and climbed off the vine and watched as it flew off into the darkness. There was only one way off the platform – a passageway cut straight into the rock wall. She made her way along it, and soon saw that there was light ahead. And soon there was no mistaking it – she had reached the other side of the hill!
Emerging onto a little ledge which was high up on the cliff-face, Lianna gaped with amazement at the sight in front of her. As far as the eye could see, there was forest – lush green trees, shrubs, glades of flowers, waterfalls and pools, spreading towards the horizon. The sky was a deep blue, and the dawn sun was already climbing into the sky, warming Lianna's face. A sweet breeze blew in from the forest towards her, making her gasp with delight as it ruffled her long ginger hair.
She turned to explore the ledge that she was standing on, and found that it led around the cliff-face to the left. A little way along, she found a little leather bag hanging on a hook embedded in the wall, with her name on its label. She opened the bag and found a letter inside, which read, “Dear Lianna, this bag contains several useful items, including your new clothes that you will wear in the forest. They are designed exactly for your size and will never fade or wear out – they are special clothes. In the forest, you must only wear these clothes – nothing else. Do not worry if you do not find in this bag what you had expected to find. There are certain parts of the body that a forest nymph is forbidden to cover, as covering them would prevent the nymph from riding the forest vines properly.”
Curiously, she looked in the bag and found a pair of translucent green stockings and a beautiful pair of leather boots, which had a trim of fur around the ankle. She pulled the stockings on, which came halfway up her thighs, and then squealed in delight as she put the boots on – they fitted her exactly! They felt wonderfully light on her feet – almost as though they were not there at all. Then she turned back to the bag, and pulled out a green and white bodice with long sleeves and lacing across the chest. It came down to just below her navel, and she laughed as she found that it fitted her perfectly.
“I need a skirt,” thought Lianna, seeing that while the rest of her body was covered, she was naked between her waist and her thighs. Feeling very exposed, she delved into the bag once more. But although she found several forest-craft tools and other items, she saw that there were no more clothes. For a second she wondered what to do, instinctively covering her naked genitalia with her hand. She picked up the letter again, and noticed the last line. Then she understood – she was forbidden from covering her genitalia! The little girl flushed red in the face with embarrassment, but after a moment or two she took her hand away, seeing that there was nobody around. She laughed nervously at her predicament, shouldered the bag, and continued along the ledge. Around the next corner, she stopped abruptly. The ledge had come to an end, and there was a sheer drop of a few hundred feet to the forest below. But a few feet above her, a creeper line was attached to the cliff-face, and was stretched taut all the way down towards the forest in the distance. Two vines hung from the creeper, tied to a post at the edge of the ledge, and were swinging slightly in the breeze.
“My maiden flight!” gasped Lianna in excitement, looking down at the distant forest below. She turned back to the vines, and saw that there was something very unusual on their seats. But just then she heard footsteps behind her. Lianna whirled around and saw a girl walking towards her along the ledge, smiling at her. Instinctively she covered her genitalia with her hands.
“Hello,” said the girl. “I'm Talya, and you must be Lianna.”
Lianna stared in amazement. Talya looked almost exactly like her! The same flame-colored hair, the same green eyes, the same freckles on the nose. And the same clothing! Talya wore the same fur-lined boots, the same thigh-stockings and the same long-sleeved green bodice. And just like Lianna, Talya had no covering between her waist and her thighs, with her genitalia fully visible. She was still very slim, and was only a few inches taller than Lianna, with very little in the way of womanly curves – except for her breasts. Despite her age, they were bulbous and full, straining at the bodice that laced up across her chest, and forming a deep cleavage in the middle.
“Hello,” answered Lianna. “Are you my forest guide?”
“I am!” smiled Talya. “You don't need to cover yourself with your hand, you know. All the girls in the forest are dressed like this.”
Lianna shyly took her hand away. “Will I get hair on mine like yours?” she asked, pointing to Talya's thick bush of vivid ginger curls which partially concealed her opening.
“Of course,” replied Talya. “It will begin growing as soon as you enter the forest. And your breasts will grow like mine, too.” Then, seeing Lianna's surprise, she smiled and said, “Don't worry. The forests make them grow very quickly. I like mine.”
“They're beautiful,” answered Lianna. “It's funny how they bounce when you move about.”
“Thank you!” laughed Talya. “Anyway, are you ready to begin your maiden flight?”
“Yes, yes!” cried Lianna, gazing once more at the lush forest below them. Then she turned and looked again at the pair of vines that were tied to the post near where they stood. She was surprised to see a spike standing up out of the seat of each vine, first curving backwards and then standing almost vertical at its rounded tip. Each spike was the same dark green color as its vine, and seemed to be part of the seat itself. One spike was about as long as Lianna's hand was wide, and was about an inch thick, while the other was rather larger.
“Talya, what are they?” asked Lianna. “I've never seen vines with them before. We won't be able to sit down on them, will we? There's no room in front of them or behind them!”
Talya smiled. “We don't sit in front of them or behind them. We sit on them! That's why we can't wear skirts or cover ourselves between our legs!”
“That spike has to go up inside me?” gasped Lianna, in astonishment. “It's huge! How will it fit in me?”
“It will be very tight,” replied Talya. “It might hurt quite a bit at first, but after a few moments it gets a lot better, I promise.”
“Can't we get to the forest some other way? Or go back?” pleaded Lianna. “I don't want to put it inside me.”
“But how?” asked Talya. “There's no way back through the tunnel – we won't be able to get across those chasms – and we can't climb down from here. And if we stay here, we'll starve.”
Lianna shuddered. “If we have to ride these vines, can we stand on them, or hang from them somehow?”
Talya shook her head. “The vines in the forest are a lot faster and wilder than in the glade where you were before. You'd fall off straight away – and look how far down it is. But once the spike is in you, it will do something special to stop you falling off the vine.”
Seeing the girl's worried face, Talya hugged her tightly and said. “You can do this, Lianna. I went through exactly the same thing on my 11th birthday, and it did hurt at first, but now it feels wonderful taking the spike inside me.” She pointed to her genitalia. “See, there's no wound, or damage, or anything. It really will be okay. Trust me!”
Lianna nodded. “Okay,” she whispered. “I'm ready.”
Talya took the girl's hand and together they walked slowly over to the vines. As they approached, the spikes on the vine seats started quivering, and as Talya reached out to touch the larger one, a large globule of creamy white fluid burst out of the tip into the air, splashing on the ground. Lianna screamed, but Talya took her hand again and explained. “It has to do that, Lianna. When you're getting on to it, it will shoot those juices inside you to make you wet, so that it can slide into you more easily.”
“Help me, Talya,” asked Lianna. “What do I do first?”
Talya lead her over to the smaller vine, and said, “Climb up the stem a bit, so that you can hold yourself in the air above the seat.”
Lianna did so, looking down nervously between her legs at the throbbing spike, which was now about a foot below her special place, pointing straight up at her. As she looked, the spike shot a globule of juice up at her, hitting her on her leg. “Oh!” she gasped, and reached down to touch it. “It's really hot and sticky!”
“Lianna, it's too far away from you,” said Talya, standing beside her. “It needs to squirt its juices inside you. You've got to lower yourself down on to it.”
Lianna nervously looked down, and then slowly lowered herself. As she did so, the spike spurted its juices up at her again and again, and when it was only a few inches away, one globule hit Lianna right between her labia. She screamed, gasping. “Oh, oh, oh! Talya! It feels good! It feels so good! Its juices are so hot!”
Talya smiled. “Then open your legs even wider. Don't let its juices miss your opening!”
Lianna whimpered, and closed her eyes, as more and more hot juices shot out of the spike, hitting her special place. She had never felt such pleasure before. Slowly she lowered herself down, and suddenly she felt the tip of the spike bump against her. She gasped as tingly feelings coursed all around her body, and instinctively adjusted her position so that the spike was just poking between her labia.
“You're nearly there,” whispered Talya. “Hold yourself there for a moment. I need to get on to my spike!”
As if in a dream, Lianna watched in amazement as, in one movement, Talya swung herself up on to the seat of the vine, and impaled herself on the tip of its spike. It pulsated as it shot string after string of juice up into Talya's vagina, and after a moment Talya was crying out with ecstasy. And then she drove herself down, burying the spike deeply inside her, gripping the vine's stem tightly in her hands and moaning with pleasure.
Lianna swallowed hard, and then let herself slide a little way down the spike. As it slid into her, she whimpered with the new-found feelings it was bringing her. She found that it was very, very difficult to get it to fit between her labia, but once the tip was through, it was not so difficult. But after another inch, it was starting to press up against something inside her that would not let it pass, and she gasped and stopped. But at that moment, the tip of the spike inside her started swelling up, and Lianna shrieked with surprise, kicking her legs in an attempt to get free. But already the tip was becoming too engorged to pass back between her labia, and Lianna cried out as it began to press back against them. In desperation she drove herself further down the spike, and the pressure on her delicate labia eased, but now it was pressing hard against her hymen. Talya winced as she looked at Lianna, knowing exactly what the girl was about to go through. Then Lianna jerked downwards, threw her head back and screamed with pain – such pain as she had never known before. As she slid down the remainder of the spike, tears ran down her cheeks as she slumped against the stem of her vine, her virgin blood and the spike's juices running out of her and dripping off the seat.
Talya leaned over and squeezed Lianna's hand. “You've done the hardest part, Lianna. You've done so well. It will all get better from now on.”
“It hurts, Talya,” Lianna whimpered. “It's too big for me.” Then she tried to pull herself up and off the spike. She rose up until its swollen tip bumped against her labia, and then had to stop. Then she knew that she would not get free. “I can't get it out!” she cried in panic. “I'm stuck on it, Talya, I can't get it out of me!”
“Lianna, it's okay,” said Talya. “I can't get off my spike either, look!” And as Lianna watched her, Talya pulled herself up as far as she could go, so that only the tip of her spike was inside her, bulging her labia outwards. She winced, and said, “You see? I'm stuck too, and I can't get free. But that always happens when you ride the vines. The spikes lock themselves inside us when we ride them. Once a nymph has started riding, the vine chooses where to go and when it will let her get free, and the nymph must submit to it. But it feels wonderful, so wonderful to have its spike inside me. It is bliss!”
“I suppose that I can't fall off the vine now,” said Lianna, smiling weakly. Talya laughed, and then noticed that Lianna had a faraway look in her eyes, and was starting to move herself gently up and down her spike. The pain was evidently already subsiding, and Talya was very glad that it had been so quick for the girl. It had been a little harder for her, she remembered.
Then Talya felt a tug on the vine, and she looked up to see it starting to move along the creeper line above her head.
“Lianna, we're moving!” she cried. “This is your maiden flight!”
Lianna gasped as she felt her vine starting to move, and wrapped her legs tightly around its seat, gripping its stem with her hand. They swung gently to the edge, and then the ledge fell away behind them, and they were flying downwards together, down towards the distant forest below. Both girls cried out with pleasure as every rock or sway of their vines brought corresponding movements of the spikes inside their vaginas, and soon waves of pleasure were coursing through the girls' bodies. They had not even reached halfway towards the forest canopy before Lianna started moaning and gasping, pushing herself up and down the spike as though nothing else mattered. She cried out in ecstasy, her head lolling about and her flame-red hair flying about her face, and then screamed one final time as her little body was totally overwhelmed. Talya looked at her as she slumped against the vine stem, panting for breath, red in the face. Then Talya found herself crying, crying tears of joy at what had just happened. She had brought Lianna into the forest lands, had helped her to make her maiden flight, and now had just witnessed her first ever climax.
The girls were nearer to the forest now, and could make out more of what was below them. “Look, look down there!” cried Lianna, pointing to a rocky outcrop.
The girls looked and saw a blonde-haired girl, flying under a creeper line that was taking her straight across a small rocky plateau. She looked to be somewhere between their ages, and was thrashing about on her vine, throwing herself up and down on the seat. Talya knew that the girl was approaching a climax, and she and Lianna watched in wonder as the girl suddenly went stiff, grinding herself down on her seat and throwing her head back. As the sound of the girl's scream reached them, she rounded a corner and was lost from view. Lianna turned to Talya with a look of delight in her face.
“Talya, that nymph was doing what I just did!”
“She was climaxing,” replied Talya. “Every time a nymph climaxes, it nourishes the forest. That's the very reason that we must ride the vines, and why they protect us, and bring us pleasure!”
Lianna suddenly felt completely relaxed about her genitalia being uncovered. She had seen that the blonde-haired girl had also been naked between her waist and her thighs, and realised that she would look no different from anybody else. She laughed, thinking how strange it would look if she did have a skirt on.
Then at last the two girls reached the forest canopy, and for the first time, they were flying between the trees rather than above them, and Lianna cried out with joy. She had arrived.