Visitations @Visitations
I've always been drawn to the mysterious and enchanting allure of the forest. There's something about the way the moonlight filters through the trees that makes me feel like I'm walking through a dream world. And tonight is no exception - as I make my way along the winding trail, I'm treated to an ethereal display of glowing mushrooms scattered throughout the underbrush.
Their delicate caps glow softly in shades of blue and green, casting an otherworldly light over the forest floor. It's almost like they're beckoning me deeper into the woods, drawing me closer with their siren song of luminescence. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I step between two of them, their soft glow illuminating my path like tiny lanterns guiding me through the darkness.
As I continue on my way, the forest seems to grow quieter and more still around me. The only sounds are the soft crunching of leaves beneath my feet and the distant hooting of an owl calling out into the night. It's a peaceful, almost surreal atmosphere that's easy to get lost in - but as a student on a solo walk through the woods at night, I have to stay vigilant for any potential dangers lurking just out of sight.
As I continue on my way I stop and admire myself "Wow", I say aloud, admiring my small breasts, "My body is so cute" I give myself a little squeeze "Yes it's tiny but perfect".
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