Feng yawned and stretched luxuriantly as he began to wake up. He had the feeling that the night's sleep had been especially restful, and he felt great ... but the light was still kind of dim and he definitely didn't feel like getting out of bed yet. Reaching to pull his blanket back over him, he... That was weird. His blanket wasn't there.
With a slight lupine whimper, he groped for it, his eyes still bleary. But his hands didn't find his blanket – they found ... sticks and dirt?
That was enough to make him sit up in bed and rub his eyes clear, only to find that he wasn't in his bed at all. Why was he not in his bed? It wasn't fair! Instead, he was in some kind of grotto, more or less a cave. He could see a dark forest in the twilight outside the cave, and further in... Deeper inside the cave, there was a marvelous white tree, glowing with a soft, pale light he had earlier mistaken for the approach of dawn.
As if this wasn't weird enough already... A tree, inside a cave? Trees don't grow in caves! And the tree looked all crystally, with a bunch of little glowing balls hanging down from it instead of leaves. What the hell was this place, and why was he here?
Suddenly on-edge, he jumped up to his feet, ready to run. But then ... which way to go? Frozen again, he glanced back and forth between the dark forest and the weird tree.
The forest looked a lot more foreboding than the glowing tree ... but in a way it was more familiar – he'd seen regular forests before, at least. And the cave had nowhere to run to, really, just a blank rock wall not far behind the glowy tree. But then again, if he ran out into the forest, he might get lost. Wolf though he was, he'd never spent much time in the woods, much less anywhere that looked as dark and creepy as that.
Maybe it was best to keep his options open? He crept to the entrance of the cave and peered out. Not far away, a huge cliff rose up high, with more forest on top of it. Yeah, this definitely wasn't anywhere close to where he lived... How had he ended up so far from where he fell asleep?
For a moment, the glow from the tree behind him flashed brighter, then it faded dimmer than before.
He almost didn't want to see what had happened, but he knew he should. When he turned around, he was surprised to see that the tree was gone; instead, there stood an ethereally beautiful ... woman? She wore a flowing pale-blue gown, and her white velvety fur glowed softly just like the tree had.
Feng took a step back. “Wha— Who are you?”
“I am the Tree of Harmony,” she said with a slight nod, as if to acknowledge his questioning. She had some kind of weird horn sticking straight up out of her forehead that curved gently upward before forking to twin points at the end. Her wavy, pink hair flowed around it when she moved. “However, you may call me Harmony, if you wish.”
He squinted at her. “You don't look like a tree...”
Harmony giggled, the sound echoing eerily through the small cave. “I have taken the form of a pony mare ... does this not please you?”
Feng hadn't been able to help but notice the way her substantially-endowed chest had jiggled when she laughed. “It's, um, a lot nicer than a tree, I guess?”
“Of course, I can take many forms...” With another slight flash of her glowing light, she transformed again, slimming down and becoming just slightly more masculine – she'd become a femboy, just like him! Harmony grinned, and Feng could begin to see how Harmony's face resembled a pony's muzzle in some ways. Harmony smiled. “Come,” he said, beckoning Feng closer with a curled finger, “I have a boon to beg of you.”
“Hold on just a minute!” Feng glanced behind himself, back out into the forest, just to check and make sure nothing else was sneaking up on him. “Where am I? Why am I here? And what are you, really?”
“I have told you this. I am the Tree of Harmony, and I have taken this form of a pony, to better please your eyes.”
“Right... And the rest?”
“This place is my home.”
He raised an eyebrow at Harmony. “You live in a cave?”
“It was not always a cave. But as time passes, mountains rise and fall, rivers move in their courses, and the forests grow tall. I do not worry, though. Some day, things will change, and I will drink the sweet sunlight once again.”
“Uh-huh...” This was just getting weirder and weirder. “That still leaves one question...”
“What I am is who I am, and who I am is what I am. I am the Tree of Harmony.”
Feng frowned. “You know you're not making a lot of sense, right?”
Harmony slowly approached, putting an alluring sway in his steps that made his gown swish back and forth. He came right up to Feng, and this time Feng didn't retreat ... Harmony seemed not to be a threat ... at least not the kind of threat that running away from would be useful for.
Holding out a hand to stop Harmony's approach, Feng struggled for a moment to figure out what was going on. This was all so strange.
But Harmony simply held Feng's outstretched hand and lifted it to touch Harmony's effeminate cheek. Harmony's own hands strayed to trail along Feng's chest, seeming to savor the feeling of his fur underneath his silk pajamas.
The touch of Harmony's glowing cheek was electrifying, but this situation was still much too weird and mysterious. Feng grabbed him by his slender shoulders. “Hey, come clean with me. How did I get here, and what are you planning to do with me? Did you bring me here?”
Harmony moved in and pressed his body against Feng's, making both of them gasp a little. “I know not how you came here, fair stranger, for I surely have had no part in it.”
“Uh-huh,” Feng said, not trusting Harmony in the slightest. Harmony's femboy body did feel nice against his own, though, and he wrapped one arm around Harmony's waist, pulling them closer together.
Even as Feng held him, Harmony changed again. This time, Harmony changed into a beautiful, slender female form. She was a little taller than Feng now, and though she wasn't nearly as well-endowed as when he'd first seen her, she'd given herself a much more revealing gown this time. The hem of her gown was more than halfway up her thighs now, and the lace-covered V of her neckline extended far beyond her cleavage, far enough down to display her belly button.
Feng felt a stirring between his legs as he admired Harmony's new form. And even though he was beginning to think he already knew what she wanted, he still felt the need to ask. “And – what is it you want with me?”
“Well, from time to time, I do find myself with the need to ... pollinate.” She blatantly reached down and fondled the growing bulge on his crotch. “And I find the very best for that is new magic, magic from outside of Equestria entirely.”
Feng gasped at her touch, but this still made no sense. “I'm not magic,” he insisted.
“Oh how wrong you are...” Without warning, Harmony leaned forward and kissed him deeply. Her other hand toyed with his long ponytailed hair, helping to draw him in closer for the kiss.
Feng gasped for breath when their lips separated for a moment ... and then dove back in a moment later. He kissed her willfully this time, slipping his long wolfish tongue into her mouth when hers invited him.
This time, it was Harmony who broke the kiss. “Are you ready?” she asked.
He stared at her. She was beautiful, but... “But I don't even know you!”
She held his hand, then pressed it against herself. The leafy lace pattern dissolved under his touch, letting his hand press through directly against her warm, fuzzy chest. “You don't need to know me,” she said, sliding his hand to the side, underneath the nearly-transparent material of her gown. Her breast was just big enough to fill his hand, and it was so perfectly round and squeezable.
As Harmony's gown began to slip from her shoulder, Feng gave up questioning anything. Right or wrong, he knew he didn't have the willpower to refuse her anymore.
She slipped his shirt off in one rapid motion, and she let her slender fingers joyfully explore his flat chest and smooth, slim belly as she worked her way downward toward the waistband of his silky pants. As she slipped those off, she gratuitously felt up the tight round cheeks of his butt, giving them each an exuberant squeeze.
Feng moaned a little at her touch, and he slipped the sides of her gown free from her shoulders, exposing her breasts completely. They were so cute! He couldn't keep his hands off them!
She didn't seem too interested in keeping her hands off him, either. Her delicate fingers traced all over his smoothly toned belly. They slid up his nightshirt to touch his modest chest, and they wandered back down again along the trim muscles along his sides, down to his narrow hips as they slid his pajama pants off... When Harmony's hands found his ass again, she gripped him tight and pressed herself against him. She nearly lifted him off the ground by his tight butt cheeks, and she moaned slightly as his body pressed against hers.
On his own initiative this time, Feng kissed her, first just pressing their lips together, but it quickly grew more heated as she rubbed up against his thin, almost feminine body.
As she eventually let go of Feng's butt, he slid down a little, back to the ground. His stiff little cock, which had been pressed against her belly slipped free and rested against her thigh. With one hand, she reached up across the back of his neck and pressed him more deeply into their kiss. Her other hand slid around his hip and then down to gently grasp his warm cock.
He gasped at the contact and pulled back from the kiss a little. They were still face to face. Her fingers held him so lightly, so delicately ... it made him tingle from his toes to his ears. All he could do was stare into the deep blue wells of her star-strewn eyes.
Growing bold with his own hands, he went back to kissing her as he felt up her soft, squishable ass cheeks. Her tail rose up behind her, and he slipped a hand underneath, following her crease down between her legs until he felt her soft, wet heat.
She moaned louder now and moved Feng's hips so that the hot tip of his little cock slipped between her thighs. He felt it touch her pussy lips and bump against his own hand.
Since everything was in place just right, he used his hand to press his cock against her entrance, mashing it onto her and feeling the wet warmth soak onto himself. It would never be possible to actually get inside her at this angle, but it still felt delicious when she began rocking her hips back and forth a little. Her wetness spread over his cock and dribbled down around either side of it. Her tongue caressed his own, and her hands eagerly explored his girlish body.
Catching him by surprise, Harmony shoved him away. He fell over backward, scrambling to catch his balance before he would knock his head on the rocky ground of the cave.
But he didn't fall – not far, anyway. Before he was even sure he couldn't keep his balance, he felt the tender touch of delicate leaves and vines on his back. They caught him and slowly lowered him to lie just above the floor on his back.
Harmony looked so lovely, so goddess-like as she stood in front of him. Every line of her body seemed to flow naturally like a strong creek over smooth rocks. The swells of her breasts led naturally into the slight concave curve of her waist, and there the flows separated, her flaring hips and long legs framing her belly's long, smooth dive between her legs, where only a little bit of her glistening-wet pussy lips were visible.
It was a struggle to look away from her, and Feng only managed to do so for a moment. When he did, he saw that the braided vines holding him up were pale and glowing, with gem-colored leaves. It reminded him of Harmony herself.
Not that he needed reminding. His eyes flashed back to her as she came to him, rolling her hips with each slow step. He couldn't look away from the barely-perceptible jiggle in her boobs every time her foot touched the ground, from the way her lithe torso flexed back and forth ... but more than anything, his eyes were drawn to that amazing little point between her thighs, where her smooth belly curved down into two cute little pussy lips that rubbed against each other slightly each time she moved her legs.
When she straddled over his legs, those lips opened a little, showing him the hot pink inside. She sat down on his thighs, her pussy close enough to his balls to make them feel warm, but not quite touching. Her hands traced up and down the lighter fur of his belly.
“Is my form appealing to you?” she asked.
Feng nodded dumbly.
She grinned, seeming pleased with herself, and she reached down between their legs to cup his firm little balls – she could easily cup both of them in one hand. “Are you ready to pollinate me?”
He gasped from her touch, and his cock twitched, slapping against his smooth lower belly. Harmony seemed to take that as consent enough, and she slid forward on him, letting go of his balls just before she dragged her pussy over them, then sitting herself down right on the side of his shaft.
His modestly-sized cock already nearly disappeared between her soft pussy lips, only the pointed red tip sticking out just below her clit. She moved back and forth a little, massaging him and working her wetness onto him. He could feel the plush lips sliding over either side of his cock; it made his back arch, and he humped against her, feeling almost as if he was already inside her.
Then she slid forward a little more, used her hand to angle him up a little higher, and slipped him truly inside.
Feng gasped girlishly. If he had thought it felt like he was inside her before, he was entirely wrong. Nothing could possibly feel like this. Her slick tunnel enveloped his cock in impossibly warm pressure. It filled him with a buzz that radiated out from his crotch and fizzed up his back and down to his toes. Instinctively, he reached up and grabbed Harmony's slender hips.
“Mmm...” She smiled down at him. “You are cute when you do this.”
With a little encouragement from Feng's hands, she began rocking back and forth, just a little, and very slowly. But still, it was incredible. Feng's nose twitched as he shuddered from the sensation, and his hands clenched down on her ass, pressing furrows into her soft skin.
And as much as he tried for more, she kept riding him slowly and gently. She increased her pace a little, even started bouncing up and down on him, but it was never quite enough for Feng. He began to writhe and press himself up toward her. He was getting close already, so close, but it just wasn't enough! He needed more!
“You need more, do you not?”
Feng paused for a moment as if stricken with paralysis. Could Harmony read his thoughts, or was that just a coincidence?
Soon, it didn't matter. She twisted over to the side while gripping him with her legs, and both of them rolled over until she lay on her back beneath him. Even though he'd been surprised by her sudden move, she hadn't let him slip out of her – he was still hilted balls-deep inside her.
She grinned up at him with a smile that, despite her equine face, he could only describe as 'foxy'. “Better?”
Wrapping his arms around her silky-smooth back, he pulled out a little and shoved himself back in. The feral pleasure made his tail stick up and rose the hairs on his back. He groaned and it was more than halfway a growl.
Harmony reached behind his back and grabbed his ass cheeks hard, holding him in as deep as he could go. “Oh yes,” she said. “This is what you needed, yes?”
It was only a silly flash of a thought, there and then gone, but Feng momentarily worried that he might break her slim body if he truly gave her everything he had – a silly notion, since even in this nymph-like form, she was still more muscular than he was.
But her deep eyes seemed to look straight into him, as if she could see though him as clear as she could see the grey fur on his face. “Perhaps you would be more comfortable if...” Rather than complete her thought, she changed again. Still underneath him, still with his eager little cock inside her, she changed again, back into her more voluptuous form. Her thighs thickened a little, her muscular belly smoothed out and softened, and of course her breasts ballooned out, pushing Feng upward a little as they swelled large between the two lovers.
Feng's arms couldn’t reach around her quite so easily anymore. But she was so soft. Everywhere he touched was plush softness. He raised himself up in order to grab those beautiful, enormous tits of hers, but when he did, the branches and leaves underneath her lifted her up.
That didn't stop him from grabbing two big handfuls. His hands looked tiny against her huge, pillowy breasts. The palm of his left hand wasn't even big enough to totally cover the pink ring around her nipple. His right hand explored the curve of her as if he was an explorer running his fingers across a globe and pondering his next expedition.
Harmony raised herself up until she was laying on her back just high enough to meet Feng's hips as he stood in front of her. She wiggled back and forth comfortably on her leaf bed and pressed her breasts together, trapping one of his hands in her warm, deep cleavage. “Better?”
“Uh-huh.” Feng gave her a couple experimental thrusts. This position was perfect.
“Give it to me, give me all of it.”
That was an order she almost didn't need to give. Feng slipped his hands reluctantly away from her incredible breasts and slid them down her soft and smooth belly. She was wider at the middle now, but her hips and chest had grown so much that her waist still seemed narrow. He grabbed the yielding curves of her hips, then looked into her eyes. “Are you ready?”
She winked at him and gave a cute little nod. Then she reached back and slapped his ass, hard.
That made him jolt forward, and that little jolt made both of them moan.
Throwing away any hint of caution or restraint now, Feng started slamming his little cock into her. His tight little balls bounced against her with every thrust. He felt so small up against her bountiful curves, but he also felt strong, in control, like he could rock her world.
Of course, her growing squeals helped with that. As small as he might be, relative to her, she seemed to love everything he was doing. Every part of her body jiggled each time his thighs slapped against her, especially her boobs, which bounced crazily even when she used her hands to squish them together on top of her chest. Her breaths came in ragged gasps and her hips rocked in time with his thrusts, seeming to beg him for just a little more, a little deeper.
Feng himself was beginning to feel the strain as well. He huffed for breath as he gave himself a hell of a workout. It started to become hard to move inside her as the base of his cock knotted and swelled wide. Sweat started breaking out all over him and soaking into his fur.
And then Harmony screamed. She jolted upright, wrapping both her legs and her arms tightly around Feng's back as her belly spasmed and her pussy clenched down hard on his cock. Warm wetness flooded over his compact balls. She squeezed him strongly in place, so tightly that he couldn't pull himself out of her even a little.
Not that he wanted to. Her pussy squeezed him rhythmically, milking him for all he was worth, and that was all he needed. “Unh! Oh fuck!” he cried, holding her tight and burying his face in her tits. The pressure built up almost painfully before he finally burst, and when he did, it was the most intense orgasm of his life. It flowed through him like liquid fire, and he felt the tip of his cock gushing hot streams of cum straight into her depths. His little balls clenched and emptied themselves until sticky cum seeped out between his buried cock and her quivering pussy. It came out between them in spurts, and still it kept coming. How could this even happen? There was no way his little balls could have held so much!
He kept spurting and spurting, and it didn't stop until Harmony seemed satisfied. Only when she let him go and flopped back down on her bed of leaves was he finally able to end his orgasm. Her belly seemed to bulge just a little thicker now, and it glowed slightly from the inside.
He pulled out, gasping for breath, and the last little bit of his cum dribbled out onto her thighs as he pulled away. Even more flowed out from her well-satisfied pussy. Beyond caring about politeness now, he wiped his pointed red cock on her thick, round thigh, leaving behind a sticky trail. “That was, that was...” He couldn’t put it into words.
“I know.” Harmony smiled at him. She glowed with satisfaction, but there was also something else ... something devious, perhaps. “Are you ready for the final step?”
Feng looked down at his cock. It seemed even tinier now, soft and halfway retreated into his sheath. He gave a soft laugh. “After that little romp? I might not be able to use this again for days.”
She stood up, and she changed again. This time she became slender again, almost waifish. Her breasts shrank down to nothing at all ... and she grew a handsome little horse cock. Her – no, his – body looked a lot like Feng's now, vibrantly male while still having a feminine figure.
Harmony grabbed his own horse cock and swung it back and forth gently as it began to harden. “You won't be needing yours ... this part involves only mine.”
Feng gulped, staring and mesmerized by the pale cock protruding from Harmony's slim body. “You, um, want me to, um...?”
“To complete the ritual, I must receive your seed, and you must receive mine. My spell would not have called you here if you were not ready for this.”
Well, sure, Feng had played around with other boys before. And somehow Harmony even seemed to know his type perfectly. But even though Harmony's cock was probably rather small by equine standards, it looked intimidating to Feng. “Do I have to take it in my—?”
“No, Child.” Harmony let go of his cock and raised his hand to caress Feng's cheek. That hand was warm now, and Feng knew exactly where that warmth came from. “So long as my seed finds its way inside you, the ritual will be complete.”
Feng let out the breath he'd been holding, and his ass relaxed a little ... he hadn't even realized he'd been puckering it. “Oh... Good.”
Harmony stepped forward and kissed him – Harmony's hefty cock slid between Feng's legs, pushing Feng's comparatively tiny cock and balls out of the way. It was so warm there. He could feel the round pressure of it between his thighs as he kissed and embraced Harmony.
Their kiss deepened, and Harmony held him closer. Harmony's cock pulsed with his heartbeat, getting a little bigger and a little stiffer each time. When Feng began to fear that Harmony's cock might lift him up, he pulled away and left the meaty length of it bobbing in the air between them.
“You know what you must do,” Harmony said. “Enjoy it.”
Without complaint, Feng dropped down to his knees. Perhaps a witty retort would have felt nice, but both of them knew that he did want this.
Harmony's cock jutted straight out at Feng's face. Barely daring to breathe, Feng reached up and wrapped his hands around it. It was so warm and firm underneath the velvety skin! When Harmony pressed himself forward a little, Feng didn't pull back. He let Harmony's cock slide through his hands and up to his muzzle.
He opened his mouth and let the tip of Harmony's cock press against his outstretched tongue. Even just a slow lick of his wolf tongue across the flattened head of Harmony's cock was enough to make harmony shudder and gasp. It was so sexy!
Feng looked up at his lover ... he couldn't ever remember being more attracted to any male. Harmony was just so damn beautiful. Harmony looked down with a loving gaze, and his slim belly was still glowing from the inside. Feng's eyes – and then his hands – traced farther down, past the glowing belly, past the gentle lines of his smooth abs tracing down toward his crotch, and then his thick sheath stretched wide by the girth of cock pushing out through it. Feng's hands found Harmony's balls just a moment later, and oh were they amazing! Huge, round and full, they bulged out between Harmony's thighs. They were warm and buttery-smooth, just begging for a careful squeeze of their firmness.
When Harmony moaned in appreciation, Feng couldn't take it anymore. He opened his mouth wide and let that beautiful horse cock slip inside.
His senses were immediately overwhelmed by Harmony's subtle musk. It was a slight smell, and an even slighter taste, but it carried an overpowering sense of gentle, kind, eager maleness. Harmony's shaft filled his long mouth entirely, and he still hadn't even taken half of it.
Harmony reached down and petted Feng's long black hair. “You feel so wonderful, Feng.”
Glowing with the compliment, Feng pushed himself and took a little more of Harmony's length, pressing the tip into the back of his throat. With one hand, he started stroking every bit of Harmony’s length that he couldn't get past his lips. His other hand wouldn't leave those lovely balls, though. Gently cradling the heavy balls in one hand, he began earnestly bobbing his head along with his stroking, determined to give Harmony the very best of blowjobs.
Harmony's hand brushed back and forth through Feng's hair, then grabbed onto a thick handful of it. Feng let him guide the pace, slathering his own tongue across the curved underside of Harmony's cock. As his spit began to coat Harmony's length, he squeezed his hand around it harder, spreading the moisture and beginning to slide easier and easier.
The only break Feng took was to pull off of Harmony's cock for a moment and instead rub his muzzle all up and down its wonderful shaft. He bathed it with the breadth of his flat wolf tongue and he inhaled deep lungfuls of Harmony's musky perfume. Burying his muzzle between Harmony's legs, he licked eagerly at those gorgeous, ponderous balls as his hand stroked the long cock above.
And once he worked his way back to the tip, he went all out. He dove down on Harmony's cock over and over again, almost pulling out to the tip at the end and then pressing it against his throat every time he went down. He moaned around the luscious girth of it, his hands caressing in just the right spots. He sucked Harmony in just the way he knew he'd like most himself, giving Harmony everything he had ever dreamed of getting.
It didn't take long. Harmony's grip on Feng's hair tightened, holding Feng down for longer and longer each time. It was almost too much, Feng was almost choking on the thick warm flesh at the back of his throat. But he couldn’t stop now, not when Harmony was so close...
Then Harmony's cock swelled. The tip of it flared outward, spreading to fill and overfill Feng's mouth. He couldn't breathe! With difficulty, he pulled the flared head out of his mouth, crushed that he wouldn't be able to satisfy Harmony fully... But the point of no return had already been reached. Harmony yanked on Feng's hair, pulling him close and mashing his mouth against the huge, flat tip of Harmony's flare. Feng licked devotedly at the impossibly wide surface and stroked both his hands along Harmony's hot shaft.
And then it came. Feng felt it with his hands first, felt the bulging, juicy throb travel up Harmony's length. When it reached the tip, Feng was ready. His mouth was open wide, his tongue pressed against the bottom of Harmony's flare. A thick, steady stream jetted out and straight down Feng's throat. Even that first spurt must have been more than Feng's entire orgasm – it filled his throat more than he could swallow, leaving a puddle sloshing in his mouth, and the second came before he had time to do anything about it. Hot white cum splashed into Feng's toothy maw, flooding over his tongue and dripping out from both sides of his mouth. More and more came, flowing generously as he struggled in desperation to swallow as much as he could. But there was just too much, far too much. It streamed down from his mouth, all over the front of his body. He shuddered when he felt some of the sticky warmth dribbling down over his own balls, over his own cock that had somehow gotten hard again already.
It seemed endless. Feng swallowed until he felt bloated, until he felt almost sick, and then he just let the rest coat him. Not even trying to swallow it anymore, Feng let it gush all over his face, let it plaster his fur down all over his body. He stroked himself, using Harmony's abundant cum for lube, and by the time Harmony's pulsing flow began to taper off, Feng came again, jerking himself off and adding his own pathetic little spurts to the gloppy mess pouring over his body. He pulled away to catch his breath and swallow some more, and he looked down, watching his own little dribble of cum mix together and become indistinguishable from Harmony's flood.
He let go of Harmony's soft but still-twitching cock and sat down in the rich puddle of white goo. But just as he despaired of ever getting his fur clean again, the stuff began to evaporate. It whisked itself up in smoky trails of pastel colors and tiny sparkling lights, gradually vanishing and leaving his fur dry and clean ... even his own sweat was gone.
He stared down at himself. “Harmony, I... I've never...”
But when he looked back at harmony, there was only a huge, white tree glittering with multicolored flowers. A knotted bulge in its trunk glowed with a faint golden light that shone through the bark.
For a long moment, Feng simply stared at the tree. This was beyond anything he knew how to respond to. But eventually, his instincts took over, and he sat himself down at the base of the tree, nuzzling his face into a comfortable nook between its enormous roots and curling up beside the wide bole. He could feel the warm energy radiating from deep inside it. It was so peaceful.
“Thank you, Harmony,” he whispered up at the branches. “Thank you for choosing me. This was ... this was incredible. I've never felt like this before.”
The tree didn't respond. But a single pink leaf did fall from an upper branch. It wafted back and forth through the still cave air, then eventually landed gently on the tip of Feng's nose.
Feng took the leaf in his hand, then cuddled up to the side of the tree. He felt so warm and safe ... the moment he closed his eyes, he drifted off.
* * *
Feng woke up, stretched, and pried himself out of bed. It was sheer habit – he always felt starved in the morning – hungry as a wolf, his roommate always said – so he'd hurry off to breakfast ... but today, actually, he didn't feel hungry at all. Even a little stuffed maybe. Had he pigged out the night before?
As he tried to remember, it suddenly hit him. Woah. That had been one hell of a crazy dream!
But was it a dream? There was something in his hand. He looked down.
It was a single leaf ... sparkling pink. He stared at that leaf for a long time, images from his 'dream' running through his head and an irrepressible tent in his pajama pants. The only thing he regretted was that it would never happen again.
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