AI art "Choose your own adventure: Lady of the Woods 3b" with user description "< this post continues from the 2a "No" path >

You do your best to shake your head in refusal. You rushed into this decision, after all. You should have asked some questions, thought more carefully about the strange circumstances you found yourself in. Instead, you heard some magical promises and bought in hook line and sinker.

The lady leans forward, studying you closely as she had before. Her extra arms dance around you, almost but not quite taking you in an extra big embrace.

"What's this? Humility? Regret?". She laughs. "I had almost given up on you but perhaps you're the sort to rush in without thinking? A bit too eager to seize the prize but with enough self awareness to understand when you've transgressed?"

She seems to ponder this for a moment. As she does, the world begins to close in around you even moreso than it already was.

The smoke feels like it's going to choke you out and you almost feel claustrophobic, but with a small almost simple gesture, the lady dismisses the sensation entirely.

The world slowly starts to resolidify. Even the lady's fearsome guise begins to slowly shift back towards the elegant form she had before you drank the nectar.

"Very well. Maybe you will learn from your hasty decisions. I'm willing to let you learn from your mistakes."

Her expression becomes very serious.

"Nature isn't always so kind. The Law of the Woods normally allows for but a single misstep. But you seem sincere in your understanding. Remember this lesson well, human."

The world around you begins to fade and for a moment you fear the psychedelic void is returning to trap you again. Instead, the world fades out completely until you are all alone in the darkness.

Then, you feel it. The falling sensation. Faster and faster and faster through the void until the weightless sensation fills your gut and a spike of panic surges through your mind.

Your eyes snap open.

You find yourself staring at your own bedroom. Your own bedsheets. Had you fallen asleep?

You were wearing your day clothes, and bright sunlight was streaming through the windows. Had it all been a dream? Had you passed out late last night and entered the strange woods in a drunken nightmare?

The panic felt real, and if you tried you could swear that you could still feel the nectar on the back of your throat or smell the wildflowers of the forest meadow. But even as you tried to remember the details, they slipped away as all dreams do.

"Hey, what's wrong?" a calm and gentle voice asked from beside you.

Panic hit again. You lived alone. You had for some time... right? Your head felt like it was spinning again.

A hand touched your arm. Soft. Delicate. Loving. Your wife's arm... right? What was her name again?

You follow the sensation, you eyes turning to meet hers. A familiar face looks back at you. Loving, but concerned. It's softer than you remember. Kinder. There should have been a weight behind those eyes.

The woman of your dreams stared back at you. "Don't worry. It was just a bad dream."

She lifts the covers, exposing her breasts and a swath of smooth pale skin that begs to be touched.

This was okay...right? You didn't have to live alone. You could accept this for what it was, even when something in the back of your mind was stil screaming about some dream you were already forgetting.

"Come here, let me hold you."

< Decision Point - Do you accept this or do you reject her? >"

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Choose your own adventure: Lady of the Woods 3b

< this post continues from the 2a "No" path > You do your best to shake your head in refusal. You rushed into this decision, after all. You should have asked some questions, thought more carefully about the strange circumstances you found yourself in. Instead, you heard some magical promises and bought in hook line and sinker. The lady leans forward, studying you closely as she had before. Her extra arms dance around you, almost but not quite taking you in an extra big embrace. "What's this? Humility? Regret?". She laughs. "I had almost given up on you but perhaps you're the sort to rush in without thinking? A bit too eager to seize the prize but with enough self awareness to understand when you've transgressed?" She seems to ponder this for a moment. As she does, the world begins to close in around you even moreso than it already was. The smoke feels like it's going to choke you out and you almost feel claustrophobic, but with a small almost simple gesture, the lady dismisses the sensation entirely. The world slowly starts to resolidify. Even the lady's fearsome guise begins to slowly shift back towards the elegant form she had before you drank the nectar. "Very well. Maybe you will learn from your hasty decisions. I'm willing to let you learn from your mistakes." Her expression becomes very serious. "Nature isn't always so kind. The Law of the Woods normally allows for but a single misstep. But you seem sincere in your understanding. Remember this lesson well, human." The world around you begins to fade and for a moment you fear the psychedelic void is returning to trap you again. Instead, the world fades out completely until you are all alone in the darkness. Then, you feel it. The falling sensation. Faster and faster and faster through the void until the weightless sensation fills your gut and a spike of panic surges through your mind. Your eyes snap open. You find yourself staring at your own bedroom. Your own bedsheets. Had you fallen asleep? You were wearing your day clothes, and bright sunlight was streaming through the windows. Had it all been a dream? Had you passed out late last night and entered the strange woods in a drunken nightmare? The panic felt real, and if you tried you could swear that you could still feel the nectar on the back of your throat or smell the wildflowers of the forest meadow. But even as you tried to remember the details, they slipped away as all dreams do. "Hey, what's wrong?" a calm and gentle voice asked from beside you. Panic hit again. You lived alone. You had for some time... right? Your head felt like it was spinning again. A hand touched your arm. Soft. Delicate. Loving. Your wife's arm... right? What was her name again? You follow the sensation, you eyes turning to meet hers. A familiar face looks back at you. Loving, but concerned. It's softer than you remember. Kinder. There should have been a weight behind those eyes. The woman of your dreams stared back at you. "Don't worry. It was just a bad dream." She lifts the covers, exposing her breasts and a swath of smooth pale skin that begs to be touched. This was okay...right? You didn't have to live alone. You could accept this for what it was, even when something in the back of your mind was stil screaming about some dream you were already forgetting. "Come here, let me hold you." < Decision Point - Do you accept this or do you reject her? >