Chapter 217: Let's Suck It Dry - The Dryad Sap Farm (1)
It had been several days since we started living in the elven forest.
Waking up at dawn, I carefully raised my body so as not to wake Bella and Shuru, who were still sound asleep, clinging to each other.
Gurgle.
Mollang, already clinging to my lower half and cleaning me off, climbed up my body. Still naked from the night before, I loosely wrapped a piece of cloth around my waist for psychological comfort and ran out of the village almost completely naked.
"Hoo!"
Unlike human cities made of stone and dirt, the elven forest was full of trees that purified the air and absorbed dust and unpleasant moisture even indoors, maintaining an ideal temperature and humidity for living.
Even walking barefoot felt amazing, as the soft weeds gently wrapped around my feet like a luxury carpet. Enjoying the cool morning breeze, I headed out of the village.
'Pai is probably still sleeping in today.'
Professor Pandel had begun a strong campaign, but there were issues with finding elven rangers for dispatch. Eventually, they decided to temporarily bring back retired elven rangers.
While Professor Pandel was struggling with candidates—most elves having no interest in honor, celibacy, or power—I suggested we lure Iris with the promise that there were lots of cats in the kingdom. That worked, and Iris agreed to be dispatched to the kingdom for five years in exchange for feeding Shuru while she was here.
Seeing that, Pai said she wanted to go too, but she wasn't recognized as a proper elven ranger yet. So it was decided that after a week of hellish training under Iris and passing the entrance exam, she would go as Iris's deputy.
That exam was tonight. Pai was being drilled by Iris, and I had inherited her duty of caring for the dryads, which is why I entered the forest where the dryads gathered.
"Everyone looks healthy today."
Normally, when Pai approached, the dryads would open up their branches to let her in. But for me, they blocked the entrance completely.
Humans get lost in dryad forests because dryads can hide their bodies and subtly shift their branches or trunks, making the scenery warp. But I had marked my way in advance with broken twigs, so I navigated easily.
"You know this is pointless, right?"
I didn't blame them—it was a survival instinct, after all. I pushed away the blocking branches and tapped the trunks of the dryads in front of me.
Thump, thump.
'Guess I drained too much yesterday. They feel hollow.'
Their nipples were so loose from being sucked that I could slip a finger inside. No need to bother with dryads who had nothing left, so I pushed them aside and moved on.
Rustle.
Leaves fell on my head as if trying to stop me. I brushed them off and entered deeper, where dozens of dryads stared at me in fear.
"Let's see... there should be at least one with sap left."
Over the past few days, I learned that dryad sap not only tasted great but also boosted stamina. With permission from the elves, as long as the dryad didn't die, I was allowed to harvest.
So every day, I brought Mollang to help me collect it. I shared it with Bella and Shuru, drank my fill, and sometimes gave some to Professor Pandel when he looked half-dead.
'It does make you pee a lot, though.'
Still, the constant release kind of felt good.
Professor Pandel had been watching my growing vigor with a serious look, clearly making some kind of decision. But I was used to envy from guys who couldn't get it up, so I ignored him.
Apparently, all the dryads here came from the branches of a massive mother dryad. The elves had broken off her branches and raised them into new dryads.
They were all her daughters in a way.
'Honestly, it feels more like how Mollang splits herself. But since they grow separately, I guess they're like daughters.'
Female elves (male ones avoided dryads) raised them with affection, and the dryads ended up looking like their caretakers. That explained why the first dryad I met resembled Pai—Pai had planted and raised her.
Of course, dryads had bigger boobs and hips than elves for sap storage, but the base design was similar.
"Hmm..."
Tap, tap, tap.
I knocked on their bellies. Their faces twisted in anger, glaring at me, but without weapons or help, they couldn't stop me.
With elf spirit power, they might move, but Pai didn't mind me doing this. The village chief also said as long as I didn't harm them, I could collect freely.
Touching their breasts or lower knots was just checking for sap—definitely not personal.
"No, Mollang, it's not like that."
Slap slap.
Mollang tapped my head, clearly uneasy. She was getting jealous even of the dryads now.
'I do kinda want one of them as a decorative knight statue, though.'
I knocked on them one by one, but after several consecutive days of harvesting, most were dry even when I opened the corks in their chests.
'Takes a year to replenish, huh?'
Sure, they had sap deeper in their trunks or lower parts, but taking from there could harm them. I only collected from the breasts or knot holes.
"Sigh... all drained? We leave tomorrow, and I can't wait for a refill."
At my words, the dryads' faces lit up with hope.
As if they'd won something.
"No helping it. Unless there's one left with sap, I'll just have to go..."
While saying that, I glanced at the mother dryad.
She tried to avert her gaze, but I caught her eyes flicking left. Grinning, I walked in that direction.
"I figured at least one would still be good."
Even if the other dryads tried to hide her by moving their branches, with their size, they couldn't completely block my view.
And there she was, a relatively small dryad hidden among the rest.
'Is that young Delphine?'
Delphine didn't visit the forest as often after training under Frederica, and she wasn't skilled in spirit magic. That meant her dryad didn't grow as well as Pai's.
This one was still tiny and fragile—her bark felt like soft skin.
'Bigger than Delphine herself, though.'
Despite her size, her boobs were ridiculously oversized for sap storage. If Delphine saw this, she'd probably cry.
Squeeze.
I tugged her soft bark and tapped her body.
Thunk thunk.
Full.
Small but rich with sap. Enough to meet today's quota.
"Should be fine, right? You're over a hundred years old like Delphine."
And hey, it's not like fucking a tree gets you arrested for assault. At worst, it's lewd conduct.
"Your bark's soft, so I won't even need Mollang."
Unaware of what was about to happen, I pulled out her legs to immobilize her and laid her down in a nearby clearing.
If a dryad matures enough, she anchors into the earth and becomes a massive tree, leaving behind a humanoid shell. But younger ones were still mostly humanoid.
Stiff, like wooden dolls.
"Alright, let's get set up."
I was annoyed she tried to hide, so I made a point of doing this right in front of the mother dryad.
"Let's collect today's quota."
Crrrack.
Her tiny knot hole was forcibly ruptured as my massive cock pushed inside.