The silk touch of leaves

Ginger...

You wake up one beautiful sexy early morning. You leave the bed and put your beautiful blonde hair in a messy bun. You look into the mirror and see your beautiful blue orbs shimmer in the morning light. You throw on a white crop top and leggings and head out to see your master. You notice in the mirror that you haven’t grown since 6th grade and were still 4’9”. You put your airforces on and walk out the door but before you can take a single step out you see him yourself, your daddy.

“Hey baby gwurl,” the Lorax says to you seductively. You wet yourself a little but brush it off.

“U-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h- h-h-ey Lor- I mean Daddy” you stutter shyly. His beautiful shiny thick juicy ass captivated you in a way you never thought you'd feel.

“You ready to go save some trees baby?” He smirks. Griping your arm.

“Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-yes master” You stutter. You could never seem to hold a straight sentence around him. With other guys, you could but the Lorax did something to you whenever you guys were around. Some called it tension. Others called it Stockholm Syndrome. You couldn’t tell but you thought both were equally enticing.

Your master grabbed you by your arm tightly and romantically as you stroll through the flower field. Ever since you were younger you’ve always been the clumsy one of the bunch so you tripped over an ant and fell on your face. The Lorax laughed and picked your 4’8” small self up with his big strong muscles.

“You dumb bitch.” He kisses your cheek as he carried you along the path. Today he said that he was going to take you to a special place where he only takes his true loves. You burst with excitement only to see a dead swampy forest.

“Oh my golly rancher, this is absolutely awesome.” You praise, but secretly, whenever you touched the dead bark, you could only think of how this was how his dilly dong length felt. You got distracted and fantasized about how his long c-
“Y/n, is something the matter?” He growled as he set you down on a dead lily pad since you were only 4’6” and 3 ounces. You let your long blonde hair down and shook your head to make it flow in the dead silent wind. You smiled at him in a flirtatious way. The Lorax got on one knee and pulled out a ring. But this wasn’t just any ring. It was your favorite cherry-flavored ring pop. You creamed so hard it dripped down your pants and the Lorax noticed.
“Oopsie poopsie,” you said as you twirled your hair on your finger, “I made a little a mess, who is gonna clean it up?”
“Don’t worry Y/n, I love slip and slides.” He smirks and pushes you on your back. You land on top of a fallen tree and your legs immediately opened for him. He tears off your Nike crop top and seductively takes your lulu lemon leggings off exposing your bare skin. He looks at you up and down and leans in for a kiss. His kisses were so passionate you could barely hold in your excitement. He starts kissing you slow and sweet starting at your neck, down to your tits, then your stomach, and finally your thighs.
“You're being so obedient y/n. I’ve been dreaming of this moment for years now.” He said taking your bottoms off. Since you were only 3’2’ it was easy for him to access all the right places. Unfortunately, you two were interrupted by one direction. The Lorax tricked you. He handcuffed you to a tree branch and calls the boy band over.

“Hahahahahaha” the Lorax evilly laughs.

“W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-whats happening daddy??” You shook in fear and embarrassment due to your exposed skin being shown to the hottest boy band in town.

“My darling I never really loved you. I've sold you to One Direction.”

A/n: this was made because we're bored and this is totally going to continue. Blehh_Mehhh4 is the co writer on this so go check out her page too.