Black One of Redcrook Forest

Part 4

When they woke up it was already light. Silently they packed the tent and Pete collected the traps. Surprisingly one of them was knocked over, so he took both and downloaded the content into his phone. Then he sat down and quickly skimmed it. The footage was dark and uninteresting. It had been triggered mostly by wind, only swinging branches and leaves. He wanted to delete it, but then suddenly he froze. There was something on the film in the end. Around 3:20 he saw a strange shadow pass around the trap. Just a blur with almost no details. He rewound and slowed it. Yes! It was there! A small creature as big as cat or small dog knocked the trap over. He slowed it more and stopped it at the time when the creature was the closest. It looked like a cat or even a very large rat, but there was something unnervingly human about the head. It looked almost like a face. There was certain malice in the eyes and the nose was not animal-like at all. He was quite startled, but when he turned to the others he saw Mike comforting crying Mia, so he decided not to tell them. It would only make things worse.

This time it took a bit longer to collect all their things so they left the camp at 10. Mike tried to follow the map as close as possible, but still at the noon they all felt they were lost. Mia was crying all the time, nobody was able to comfort her.

In late afternoon they reached familiar parts of the wood. Even though they returned to the crossroads they all were relieved. It was still raining, so they build the camp and went to sleep.

Mia was sleeping uneasy. It took her awfully long to calm down, she was listening to noises of the night and thinking about their fate. She had almost lost hope about leaving the place alive and she was thinking about what had happened to Patricia. In an hour she finally fell asleep.

Mia almost woke up around midnight. She was still half dreaming, the dreams were unpleasant, but she was too tired to fully wake up. Whole night she dreamt of an annoying dog that was licking her face and body and even though she fought it she was not able to escape. She sighed and turned to the other side but then she realized there is something in her sleeping bag. Something small crawled in and now she felt it was touching her butt. She felt small paws or even a tongue caressing her behind and slipping in between her slim ass cheeks. She woke up immediately and started screaming. She thrashed in the bag, kicking and squirming. The small animal was moving around she felt it and she could not get it off her. In the end she slipped out of the bag and ran into the woods screaming.

It all happened so fast Mike and Pete were not able to react. When they saw Mia running away Pete grabbed his flash light and followed her. She was just a short ahead of him, but the pursuit was still very difficult. He was stumbling over roots and branches were hitting his face. He had to stop when a particularly sturdy one knocked the light out of his hand. It took just several seconds to pick it up but Mia had disappeared in the dark. He walked in her direction and shouted. The night was windy and his voice was weakened, so he started to worry.

Suddenly her scream split the air. Pete quickly ran to the direction and found her laying on her belly in a shallow ridge. She screamed and when he reached her he realized why.

She lied there with her pants torn and her once tight ass turned into two jelly-like quivering hemispheres that were at least as big as two basketballs pushed together. She lied there, her hands touching the soft flesh, trying to understand what had happened to her. The gigantic booty changed her centre of gravity so much it was difficult for her to stand up. Pete looked at her with unbelieving face and it took him several minutes to get back to his senses. "What happened to me? What is back there? I cannot see it!" He came to Mia and tried to lift her. "Your butt has grown, it is huge. I don't understand how this could have happened. It is so huge." Her eyes widened. Finally she stood up and now she was probing her enlarged posterior. She felt as if someone stuck a pillow to her body, it was heavy and jiggly and there there was no chance her pants would fir her. The pants were torn and wrapped around her knees anyway. It seemed her expanded thighs broke the seams, but the change stopped there, so her calves were still the slim sporty ones she used to have. "Hey, there is something in there!", Pete whispered with surprise. She reached down, spread her enormous ass cheeks a bit. There was a small wig or dry grass poking out of he ass hole. He cautiously pinched it and pulled it out. Mia yelped as a small root or onion slid out of her. Pete inspected it with his light and then cautiously threw it away. "How the hell did it get in there?" Mia sobbed. "How am I supposed to know.. I was in the sleeping bag all the time and asleep. But I suspect something crawled inside and licked me." "Licked?", Pete was horrified. "I know it sounds disgusting. I had a strange dream and when I woke up I felt something crawling up my ass.."

Mia was shaking, tears running her face and tried to stuff the huge ass into the remains of the pants. In the end she gave up and pulled them down and walked back to the camp with bare ass.

Mike was as frightened as the others when they finally returned. To Mia's dismay no clothes fit her new posterior, so she had to wrap two sweaters around her waist to cover it at least a bit. Her ass was not nude, but still very far from being covered. The cold air teased her pussy (that did not change much) and her fat thighs peeked at her sides.

They waited in tents until the sun dawn and then inspected her disfigured body once more. She was extremely shy and self conscious about her ass, but it was not possible to cover it any more, so in the end she got accustomed to being almost nude below her waist.

The ass grew many times and was almost hemispherical. He small pussy was almost lost in a deep cleavage of fat and when she closed her huge thighs it was invisible. The new skin on the ass was almost milky white, but her crack was brown and contrasted with the rest of the body sharply. This made her feel even more self conscious. She tried to hide her deep crack and brown ass hole, but nothing fit.

In the end she signed and walked the trail buck naked with her huge ass swinging under the temporary skirt made of the two sweaters. The huge booty was not the only problem they had nonetheless. It seemed the breasts of both guys grew again and now they both felt they swung when they walked. None of them wanted to speak about it, but it was obvious this time they hung much lower than before. The brushing of the nipples and the sweat flowing to the ridge under their boobs made the journey very uncomfortable.

Mia was walking the last one, she did not want them to watch her ass from behind and she was too focused on her own disfigurement to notice the guys suffer the same.

They walked for several hours and in the end were much surprised they actually came to the village. Mia would had been happy if they came to the village yesterday, but today she was full of concerns how she would be able walk into the town like this. She used to be quite proud of her slim body and now she had been reduced to walking ass.

The evening was sad. Nobody was in the mood for talking, so they set up the camp in the same ruined house as the first night and Mike lit a camp fire on a dry spot. The fire cast spooky shadows all around them, but they were wet and appreciated the warmth. Mia tried to squirm into her sleeping bag, but her ass was almost too big. She tried hard for several minutes and managed to fit in, but the bag was so snug she could not move in it at all. Guys split the night watch and went to sleep.

The night was calm. It seemed even the weather decided they had enough. The rain subsided although it was still windy. Pete sat in front of the tent and looked into the fire. When everyone fell asleep he pulled up his shirt and checked his new endowments. It was clear he had big boobs now. They were too big to fit into his palms, the areolae had at least two inches across and were dark pink. He sighed.

He looked into the dark and froze. His eyes were still dazed by the fire, but it almost seemed there was a human figure standing in the wood just at the border of the lit area.

Pete hid into dark corner of the ruin and waited for his eyes to get accustomed to the darkness. Yes! It was true. There was a whitish figure walking among the trees. Too far to identify, but definitely human.

He crawled closer. Now it was obvious the figure is a woman. Pale skin contrasted with the darkness, wide hips swinging, dark triangle between her legs visible even from afar. Suddenly it hit him: it was Patricia. She walked naked among the trees and she was hanging something on the lower branches. It was far and the light was flickering, but when she moved closer he realized she was hanging those horrible busty sculptures. Their camp was already surrounded, the wooden symbols were hanging from every other tree. Patricia was walking around and made sure the circle was complete, she herself had a bunch of these things hanging around her neck, her breasts had already grown to size of ripe cantaloupes, and from time to time she took one of the symbols and hung it to a lower branch of a tree.

Pete was thinking fast. Pat did not seem to be sane, but she still was his friend, so he decided to try to capture her. Maybe if he would tie her down and take her to the town someone would be able to help her. He crawled closer, but when he left the safety of the ruins she spotted him.

"Hello Pete! What are you doing?" Patricia walked towards him and stopped at half way. She stood there and smiled seductively. "Do you want to fuck? Do you like my pussy?" She swung her hips and turned her back to him. Even from behind her cunt looked huge, her dark brown pussy lips were visible even in the dim light of the fire, her hips were extreme. Pete did not remember ever seeing a woman with hips so wide. She bent a bit. "Do you want to take me from behind, Pete? My pussy is hungry. I need a big man, very big man. Do you think you are big enough?" She laughed. "Show me your cock!" Pete tried to slowly approach her. "Pat, what happened to you? We can help you. Calm down." She laughed hard. "I need a real man, real huge cock, not any help!"

Pete ran fast towards her, but she ran away and she was surprisingly fast. He chased her, but each time he almost got her she leaped or turned around a tree. A couple of times he touched her body, but had nothing to grab and his hand just slipped on her skin. His big tits hindered him a lot, the wild swinging and bouncing was almost painful. After ten minutes of wild chasing it was clear he will not be able to catch her. Soon she laughed at him from afar and teased him. He still tried to follow her, but she soon disappeared in the dark.

Pete caught his breath and realized he is alone in the woods with no idea where the camp is. He switched the light off and looked for the light of the camp fire, but it was either too dim or he was too far to see it. In the end he decided he would try to follow the path when he had cased Patricia. He walked for ten minutes and then saw a dim light.

He was happy and speeded up, but when he got closer he saw a wooden hut instead of he camp. Quickly switched off the light, ducked behind a bush and watched it. He did not remember anyone mentioning any people living in the wood, so he expected the worst. There were no signs of any inhabitants, only a candlelight was in one of the small windows, so he carefully crawled closer.

The rough wooden door was unlocked, so he pushed it. It swung open with a silent squeak. He carefully looked inside, but it seemed nobody was home, so he entered. The only room was small with a table, bed and a large stove. He looked around and his eyes were drawn to the table. It was a thick wooden desk with many strange objects. He quickly rummaged though them: a clay figurine of a largely fat woman, a pile of small bones, knife and other strange tool he did not know and a lots of roots and branches. He wanted to take a closer look at the figurine, but then suddenly heard a noise from outside: a sound of steps.

Pete's heart was racing. He quickly looked around and the only hideout he found was behind the door, so he crouched behind it. The steps were moving closer and when the invisible one stood behind the door he heard a heavy breath. He tried to be as silent as possible, even his own breath seemed to be too loud. And then suddenly without warning the person entered. He saw a back of a someone in black skirt, black shirt. Someone with branches and leaves entangled in thick black hair. He saw this as his the only chance, so he kicked the door he hid behind and raced out of the hut.
He thought he heard an angry yell, but the person was too slow. Soon he was far from the hut surrounded by dark wood. Again he stood still and tried to remember the direction of the camp, but it took him four hours to find it. It was almost dawning when he returned back.