Book Five: Chapter 10

Mike reached down, his hands moving with a mixture of reverence and raw curiosity as he shifted the heavy, embroidered fabric of Amymone’s gown. With the garment pulled firmly to the side, exposing her lower half to the dappled moonlight of the garden, he noticed a striking anatomical similarity she shared with Naia. It seemed the nymphs and dryads followed a distinct biological blueprint; neither creature possessed a butthole, their smooth skin unbroken where a human’s would be.

However, Amymone was uniquely gifted in other ways. She possessed the largest, most intricate labia Mike had ever seen. They were a deep, rich shade of dark mahogany brown, featuring a swirling, hypnotic pattern of ridges and lines that reminded him vividly of the high-end wood grain on his new office desk. Touching her didn't just feel like touching skin; it felt like touching something ancient and living, like the heart of the forest itself.