Talk:Dryad/@comment-26115871-20151116164518/@comment-100.3.179.27-20160615183059

I blush and fluster a bit, looking away shyly. They giggle at my shyness before taking me into the tree regardless. They lie me down, placing my head on one dryad's lap, while two pull my legs apart, one sits between my legs (giving a VERY naughty look as she pulls my pants off slowly), and one sits to my left and lifts my shirt off.

The dryad behind me pets my head gently, cooing to me about how everything will be fine, that she'll protect me, and that I'll very quickly grow to love my five dryad wives.

She was right.