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"I'm wondering... where did you cut this tree?" - I came out of the bushes and asked him, because one thing I know for sure is that the nymphs or dryads will not allow a tree to be cut down for such purposes. The forest nymphs or dryads, they are like the older sisters in the neighborhood who always smile kindly and often help, but even they have their own morals. We can say that they are the kindest and most pleasant in communication.

In ancient Greece there were four kinds of such nymphs, if the river nymph was telling the truth. Namely: Oreades - nymphs of mountains, caves and mountain meadows. Naiads - Nymphs of fresh water, rivers and lakes. Nereids - nymphs of the sea. Dryads - nymphs of the forest.

I have had quite a few encounters with them, but the most annoying and darkest stain in my memory is the case of the river nymph.

On a sunny day that promised warm weather, I, being a degenerate of nature, practiced the magic of cooling or freezing on some random river. Don't think I'm a fool. No, I knew about the existence of spirits from my mother, but only woods.

When I got some results, achieving a drop in water temperature of only three or four degrees, I heard a young, beautiful, inhumanly beautiful female voice.

«Foo-foo-foo, you know my body is a little cold...now you have to warm me up~ phew phew phew~» - Turning my head to the right to see who this beautiful lady was, I saw perhaps the most beautiful woman in both of my lives.

I stared at her until she let out a flirtatious shriek.

«Kyaaa~ I know I'm very pretty, but I didn't think I was that pretty~» - As I looked at her lustful face, I immediately realized what I had done...

"Fuck..." - was the only thing that came out of my mouth as I began to pull away from her as my eyes fell on her body, which could only be described as devilishly seductive.

«Where do you think you're going after doing THIS to my body?~» - Her face didn't even change, it was still the same lustful face.

I didn't pay attention, I backed up with all my might and started to run as far away from her as I could, because my mom said there are some nymphs who can rape you to death, and for a minute I'm still a kid who hasn't grown his little brother. I'm not some hentai protagonist out there with an above-average dick at 10. I had the perfect foundation to build a tall skyscraper, so tall that even the sky couldn't stop it. But only the future and me in the present, in the body of a 10-year-old boy... that's why I decided to run for my life.

To fight? With them? Do I look like those MCs from all those Chinese novels who don't know what it means to run? Pfft, whirlpool in my mouth, if I can't win, I'll turn on the FLASH mode and run away.

But my brilliant plan came to an end.

I felt a hand on my head and realized that I had screwed up... big time.

"Um, A-auntie N-Nymph, please don't e-eat me, I beg you." - My face became as pitiful as possible, so much so that many felt I needed to be protected and forgiven for all his sins, whatever they might be. I could only stare at her beautiful face, which still looked lustful.

«Well, well, don't make that face, boy~ you're just making my heart beat faster~» - she replied, ignoring my pleas.

Unconsciously, tears of helplessness began to flow from my eyes, knowing that I would soon be sucked dry.

That day was the most... unusual for me. I was so tortured that I wrote down the location of this river, its appearance, its body, and these shapes so that I could come back to it later...

What was it that made me do it? The answer is simple, so much so that I doubt the reality of what happened.

I was massaging her whole body. Her whole body.

Her wet body... those soft and firm hills... no, mountains... that big, beautiful ass... her long legs... her sacred place, or not, that was always flowing... the sky blue hair that clung to her mountains... and those ruby red eyes that rolled... the snow white skin... and those moans that fueled my lust.

Damn, was this a day to test my will? Alas, a foundation remains a foundation, only time will build on it a skyscraper that will pierce the heavens with its tip.

Then I made a promise to myself that as soon as the building is completed, I will come for revenge, which promises to be hot, ignoring the tradition that it should be cold.

Hehe~

Luckily, after this torture, she decided to answer my questions after the massage.

That's how I learned about all kinds of nymphs and their habitats. She even told me her name, Fowla. Well, being from the modern world, I didn't answer. I just hummed and walked, but how could I leave such a moment without some epic promise?

Looking over my shoulder at her, I said: "In five or seven years, we'll meet...and you'll beg me to stop." - With a grin, I walked into the sunset, not caring about her reaction. At the time, I thought I was such a tough macho guy who could kill someone with his toughness. But what I didn't know was that all I had done was make her laugh...

Thinking back, I wondered what had happened to the local dryad? Is she a sadist who likes this kind of thing, or... she's dead.