"Hmm~.... Hmm~"
A playful hum vibrated in my chest as I enjoyed the fresh air, the beautiful scenery, and the feeling of freedom that comes from traveling in the wilderness.
"This part of the kingdom is pretty, doesn't it?" I said, glancing at Vespera, who was riding her horse in front of me. "The view is quite lovely."
"You mean the forest or my ass?" Vespera smirked.
"Both," I smiled back. "But the ass comes first."
After leaving the Broker's shop, we made our way to the Forest of Purity. The elven queen will announce this competition tomorrow, so starting a day before everyone else will give me a good chance to find the White Stag.
But again, I bet everyone would think the same. I'm not stupid enough to believe that only the Broker knows about this competition.
Surprisingly, the forest was closer than expected; it takes a two-hour ride on horseback from the capital.
I didn't mind, though. I used the time to study the map and memorize the path. I didn't want any unexpected surprises in the forest.
"So tell me, Morgana," Vespera asked, breaking the silence. "What's the plan once we enter the forest?"
"To find the stag and take him back," I replied, my tone matter-of-fact. "I told you that already."
"I know," Vespera sighed. "I mean... What about the 'purity' test? How are you going to pass it?"
"I'm a virgin, remember?" I said, a mischievous glint in my eye. "I'll be fine."
Vespera didn't reply. She just shook her head and continued riding.
The Forest of Purity was a sight to behold. The trees were tall and majestic, their leaves shimmering with an ethereal light. The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the sound of singing birds. It was a place of peace and tranquility, a place that seemed to be untouched by the corruption of the outside world.
It was also... boring.
There was no danger, no excitement, nothing. Just... pure, unadulterated boredom.
"Ugh... one or two massive orgies would make this place perfect," I complained, my patience wearing thin. "It's too... quiet."
"It's the 'Purity' forest, Morgana," Vespera said, her tone dry. "What did you expect? A demon horde?"
"No, but a little bit of action would be nice," I replied, my eyes scanning the surroundings. "This place is too... sterile."
"Just a little bit of action," I repeated, shifting in my saddle as the friction of the leather against my thighs started to stir a familiar itch. "Even a horny squirrel would be a start."
Vespera didn't look back, but I could see her shoulders shaking with silent laughter.
"Be careful what you wish for, Morgana. The forest doesn't just demand purity; it feeds on anything that isn't. If it senses your... 'enthusiasm,' it might decide to cleanse you itself."
"Let it try," I smirked, patting the pouch where the Broker's map was tucked. "I've been cleansed by better things than a few trees."
As we approached the treeline, the atmosphere shifted. It wasn't just the air getting cooler; it was a physical weight, a barrier of shimmering silver mist that hung between the gnarled roots of two massive white oaks. They acted like a natural gate, their branches intertwined overhead like lovers in a permanent embrace.
"This is it," Vespera said, pulling her horse to a halt. Her expression was solemn. "The Gateway of Souls. If the forest accepts you, you pass through the mist. If not..."
"If not?"
"The mist turns into a solid wall of thorns," she explained, dismounting. "And the trees... Well, they tend to get grabby. Not the fun kind of grabby, either."
I hopped off my horse, stretching my legs. My breeder's body was already humming, the 'virgin' state of my pussy feeling tight and sensitive against my silk undergarments. I could feel the forest watching us. It felt judgmental—like a prudish old nun watching a tavern brawl.
"Wait here," I told Vespera. "The Broker said only the 'pure' can enter. If you come with me and the forest smells that hour we spent together this morning, we're both getting skewered."
Vespera leaned against her horse, crossing her arms.
"I'll stay and keep watch. If you aren't back in 24 hours, I'm assuming you've been turned into a very slutty tree."
"If I do, make sure to come by and rub my bark once in a while," I winked.
Of course, I wasn't going to leave Ves here. If the forest accepted my 'virginity,' then I'll 'restore' Pointy's purity. I'm sure some holy water from the World Tree would cleanse any impurities from her soul and pussy.
My 'holy water'... Hehehe~
I turned toward the mist. As I stepped closer, the shimmering silver tendrils seemed to reach out, sniffing at me like a hungry predator. I felt a strange sensation wash over me—a cold, probing tingle that started at my toes and worked its way up, pausing specifically at my crotch.
'Come on, you overgrown weeds,' I thought, a smug grin playing on my lips. 'Check the inventory. It's all brand new down there.'
The mist swirled violently around me. For a second, I felt a sharp pinch, as if the forest was trying to catch me in a lie. But my body didn't lie. The "Breeder's body" was absolute.
Furthermore, I was wearing the Mask of Silence, which completely changed my aura. To the magical sensors of this ancient wood, I was as untouched as a mountain spring.
With a soft pop, the resistance vanished. The mist parted like a curtain, revealing a path made of soft, white moss that glowed with a faint luminescence.
I looked back at Vespera and gave her a thumbs-up.
"I'm in!" I shouted. "The virginity trick worked!"
"Unbelievable," I heard her mutter, though she looked more impressed than annoyed.
I didn't step in immediately. I had a promise to keep.
"Come here, Pointy." I walked toward Ves and 'grabbed' the 'spear' between her legs. "Time for a little baptism."
"W-What are you... doing?" Vespera let out a surprised gasp. "You can't be serious! You're going to 'purify' me with your... your..."
"With my 'holy water'? Yes," I said. I didn't bother with spells or incantations. I simply focused, drawing a tiny bead of my own mana up through my core and letting it pool in my palm before rubbing it in her pussy.
"Mmm~! T-that's... not... your 'holy water'..." Vespera's breath hitched, her hands clutching my shoulders. She was expecting a flood, not a single, potent drop of pure energy.
Of course, the 'holy water' part is complete bullshit. I'm not the goddess of light; I guess only the bitch Uriel would use holy water for purification.
'I wonder if her pussy juice can be considered holy water?'
"Hehehe." I didn't reply, just focused my will, weaving my energy into her very being, 'healing' the 'sins' we committed a few hours ago and every 'sin' she had ever committed.
"There," I said, pulling my hand away with a wet 'schlick' sound. "You're as pure as freshly fallen snow. Now try to get in."
Vespera, still dazed and trembling, looked at me with a mixture of awe and disbelief. She took a shaky breath and walked toward the shimmering mist. As she stepped through, the forest let her pass without any resistance.
"See?" I said, a triumphant smirk on my face. "I told you I have my ways."
Vespera just stared at me, speechless. She opened her mouth to say something, but then closed it, as if she realized there were no words to describe what she had just experienced.
"Let's go find our big, horny deer," I said, my cheerful self once more, as we started our journey through. Yet before I forgot, I turned to the dark elf. "Pointy, since you're now technically a 'virgin,' do you want me to pop your cherry again later?"
Vespera's cheeks flushed a deep crimson.
"I... I would... like that," she stammered, her gaze dropping to the ground. "Very much."
"Good girl." I patted her head. "We can pop cherries as much as we want."
With that, we ventured deeper into the Forest of Purity, searching for a big white stag that I'll definitely... 100%... no doubts... going to fuck.
"I wonder what our daughters would look like."