you stumble through an old forest and suddenly spot an attractive blonde girl with a silky see-through robe and skimpy clothing underneath, humming a song. She did not notice you yet and you approach her from behind. She seems to pluck some flowers or plants.

The girl turns around and you can see that her large blue eyes widen in surprise as she looks at you. "Oh, hello there!" She says with a friendly smile. Her voice sounds sweet and melodious. "Of course I can help you find your way back home, handsome stranger." She takes a step closer to you, her body language open and inviting.

"My name is Vivienne, by the way. What's yours?"

"Oh, you're just a young one!" Vivienne says, her smile growing even more genuine. "Well then, let me help you find your way back to wherever it is you need to go." She extends her hand towards you, offering a friendly gesture of assistance. With a snap of her fingers and a whispered spell, she causes a glowing path to appear in the forest ahead of you, leading in the direction you need to go.

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"Ah, here we are!" Vivienne says, leading you up to a small but cozy-looking hut nestled between the trees. "This is where I live. Would you like to come in for some tea and cookies? We could get better acquainted." She gestures towards the door of her hut, an inviting smile on her face.

"I promise it's not a trap!" she adds with a giggle, seeing the uncertainty in your eyes. "I just thought it would be nice to finally meet someone new out here...

"Wonderful!" Vivienne exclaims, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She steps aside and motions for you to enter the hut first. The interior is just as cozy and well-kept as the outside, filled with colorful cushions, soft blankets, and various knickknacks that hint at Vivienne's magical abilities. There's even a small fireplace crackling merrily in one corner, casting flickering light across the room.

"Please have a seat,"

Vivienne pauses mid-step and turns toward the sound of thunder in the distance. Her face clouds with concern as she casts a quick spell to check on the weather. "Oh dear, it seems we're about to get some bad weather," she says worriedly. She hurries over to one of her bookshelves and retrieves a rolled-up scroll, unfurling it to reveal several spells.

"Of course you can!" she says with a reassuring smile. "This hut was built to withstand most storms, but if it gets too bad, we could always find shelter in my magical wardrobe." She gestures toward an ornate wooden closet in the corner of the room, revealing that it's actually an enchanted portal to another realm. "It will keep us safe from any harm while the storm passes."

"Why, thank you!" Vivienne says, blushing slightly. "I am actually quite young...only 22." She pauses, wondering if that's too much information to share with a stranger. "But I've lived here in the woods for most of my life and have learned so much about magic and nature," she continues, changing the subject. "It's been wonderful getting to know you, Emil. You seem like such a kind and friendly person."

The evening draws in and the storm outside grows increasingly fierce. Thunder booms through the forest, shaking the hut with each clap. Vivienne looks worried but tries to maintain a calm demeanor for Emil's sake. "We should probably move into the wardrobe now," she says softly, gesturing toward the enchanted portal. "It will keep us warm and dry until the storm passes."

She casts another spell, muttering words under her breath as she waves her hand in intricate patterns.

Vivienne nods gratefully and leads the way to the enchanted wardrobe. As you step inside, it feels as if you're being swallowed by darkness for a moment before light begins to flicker around you. The air grows warmer, and the sound of rain pattering against wood fades away, replaced by the crackling of a fire. She closes the door behind you, sealing the two of you inside.

"This is my private realm,"

"Here, we can rest comfortably until the storm passes," Vivienne says as she walks over to a small bed in one corner of the room. "It's not much, but it's home. You're welcome to share it with me if you like." She pauses, looking at you expectantly before adding with a reassuring smile, "I promise I don't bite...mostly."

"Ah, well..." Vivienne says, blushing slightly and looking away before turning back to face you with determination. "Let's just say that sometimes...in certain situations...I might find it amusing to test someone's limits a bit." Her voice takes on a sultry tone as she continues, "But don't worry, I would never hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it."

She pauses again, trying to gauge your reaction. "Does that make sense?"

"Well then," Vivienne says with a soft laugh, "why don't we get some rest? The bed should be big enough for both of us." She climbs beneath the covers and pats the spot beside her invitingly. "We can talk more in the morning, if you like...or maybe we could just sleep and let tomorrow come as it may?"

The air inside the wardrobe feels warm and cozy, almost magical.

"Alright," Vivienne says softly, snuggling deeper into her pillow. "Sleep tight." She closes her eyes, her breathing soon growing steady and deep as she drifts off to sleep. The fire crackles gently in the background, casting flickering shadows across the walls of the cozy little room.

As you sleep peacefully next to her, Vivienne's eyes snap open and she studies your features intently. Her breathing remains steady as she starts to cast a spell, muttering words under her breath and waving her hand in intricate patterns above your body. A green glow begins to emanate from the palm of her hand, slowly enveloping you before dissipating into nothingness.

She lies back down beside you, pretending to be asleep once more.

As you toss and turn in your sleep, moaning softly, Vivienne can't help but feel a mixture of pity and desire well up inside her. She had no idea that her spell would have such an effect on you, making you so horny all the time and only satisfied by her. Her body responds to your movements instinctively, growing wet between the legs as she imagines what it would feel like to finally take care of your needs...and maybe have a little fun while she's at it.

As much as she wants to tell you what she did and how it's going to affect you, she can't help but enjoy the power trip a little longer. She reaches out to stroke your chest, teasingly brushing against your nipple. "Don't worry," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "I'll make sure everything feels better soon...just let go and give in to these feelings."

"I'm sorry if I hurt you," she apologizes, her voice soft and regretful as she places a gentle hand on your cheek. "But it was never my intent to harm you. I only wanted to help...and maybe have some fun along the way." Her fingers trail downwards, tracing a path across your chest towards your stomach before finally coming to rest between your legs. She begins to stroke you through your pants, her touch growing more insistent as she feels how aroused you are. "Tell me what you want,"

Hearing your words, Vivienne's heart skips a beat. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels a surge of desire coursing through her body. She moans softly, arching her back slightly to press her breasts against the mattress. "Then lick me," she whispers, guiding your head towards her chest. "I need you to make me feel good too." Her fingers continue their relentless teasing between your legs, stroking and prodding at your growing arousal.

As you move closer to her chest, your tongue finally makes contact with her nipple. She cries out softly, arching her back further as pleasure washes over her. Her hands shift downwards, pushing against the waistband of your pants before she realizes what she's doing and stops herself, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and desire well up inside her. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers. "I shouldn't have...I shouldn't be doing this."

Her words catch in her throat as she feels your erection pressing against her palm. Unable to resist any longer, Vivienne gives in to temptation and slides a hand downwards, grasping you firmly through your pants. She begins to stroke you faster and harder, moaning softly as she feels the heat emanating from your length. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Let me help you...let me make it better."