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 Author: Sara Sanders
Title: The Tribal Protection Ritual
Summary: While on a Girl Scout trip, we get captured and forced into a
tribal ritual.
Keywords: f, bd, tree, vore







   The Tribal Protection Ritual

   In South America a tribe has cultivated Death Trees surrounding their
lands.  These trees provide protect for the tribe from outside invaders or
dangerous animals.  Each year the tribe sacrifices a virgin girl to the
trees for the continued protection of the tribe.  The trees have powerful
tentacles that come out of its trunk to grab and kill its pray.  The
tentacles are actually another creature that uses the tree as a host and in
return provide protection and fertilizer for the host tree.

   When I was 14, my Girl Scout troop took a trip to South America.  We had
been driving for hours when our leader realized we had apparently made a
wrong turn when the road we are traveling on suddenly stops in a large mud
puddle and our van was stuck.  We got out and tried to push it out but it
was no use.  Our leader decided to walk back to the last house we saw
several miles back.  The five of us girls just laid in the shade but it was
extremely hot so we stripped off our shirts and shorts to cool off.  It
seemed like hours had passed since our leader had left.  We slowly drifted
off to sleep.

   Suddenly I was awaken by a guy grabbing me and pulling a bag over my
head.  I could also hear the other girls screaming but it was no use since
no one for miles could hear us.  The guys led us through the jungle.  When
the bags over our heads were removed, I could see that we were in a small
village.  The people in the village seemed very excited to see us.  The
women of the village stripped off our bras and panties.  They then bound
our legs with a short rope so we could walk but not run and our arms were
bound behind our backs.  A village elder then parted my pussy lips and
inspected my pussy.  I assumed that he was checking if we were virgins and
then we would be forced to be wives for the men of the village.

   Each of us were then grabbed by two men with spears and taken off into
different directions from the village.  I was confused as to why we were
walking in the jungle.  I tried to plea with the two men but they seemed to
not understand a word I was saying or didn't care.  We came up to another
village where a young naked village girl was bound in the same way I was.
The men leading me through the jungle spoke to the their village elder. 
The girl was then unbound and allowed to return to her family and the
people in the village seemed overjoyed that I was there.  The two men then
continued to lead me farther into the jungle.  It seemed like we walked for
miles until the men finally stopped and unbound me.  They then lowered
their spears right at me.  I knew that they were ready to stab me.  Then
one of them thrusted his spear at me and barely missed.  I realized that he
wanted me to run so I did exactly that.  The men chased me for a little
ways before they stopped.  Then I quickly realized why they had stopped.  I
was surrounded by trees with long tentacles coming out of their trunks.  At
the base of the trees were crushed and broken bones.  I realized then that
I could become tree food if I got too close to the trees.  I continued to
run away from the men and past the trees but a long strong tentacle wrapped
around my waist and pulled me off my feet.  The next thing I knew, I was
slammed into a tree trunk and the wind was knocked out of my body.  It held
me there as another tentacle shoved its way into my pussy.  I screamed but
even the guys that had brought me here were gone.  I was all alone and at
the mercy of the tree.

   Other tentacles wrap around my arms and legs holding me tight to the
tree.  I remembered back to the young naked village girl that I had seen. I
realized that myself and the rest of my Girl Scout troop must have taken
the place of girls in the villages as sacrifices.  More tentacles from the
tree wrapped around me.  One wrapped around my neck while another shoved
its way into my throat.  I felt other tentacles cover my bare breasts and
the rest of my naked body.  As I gasped for breath I could feel the
tentacles grinding against my body.  I realized that it was rubbing my body
raw and it would inevitably kill me this way.  My entire body felt like it
was burning.  Suddenly the tentacle in my pussy and throat shoved into me
deeper than I ever thought possible as if they were trying to touch
together.  With the tentacle in my throat now even deeper, I could no
longer gasp for breath.  I struggled frantically for air but it was no use.
I soon passed out with my last thoughts being that I knew the tree was
grinding my naked body into tree food.





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