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Erotic Story:
Touching the Zone...
It glided up and up... touching the trees. The wind pulled it's form faster and faster as
it glided on the breeze. It's form kept changing
as the wind pulled it's molecules around changing it's destiny. Each leaf
and branch changed it's arrangement sculpting it's form into something
new... something mysterious. It was concerned that it may not be
normal once it zoned. Zoning was important. It would land and then
become.
This was it's first zone... It's first time. All was new
to it and different. It was use to the same, before the opportunity to
zone... and then it happened. It happened without notice.. without
intent. It had tried before, but each time it resisted it.
It... the energy around it and in it wouldn't listen to it's mental
voice. It soared again through and up... It was concerned that
perhaps it had done something wrong, though in hind sight there was no manual
or class that taught an individual to zone. You either had it or you
didn't. It had it and so did it's siblings. Though it was no longer
an individual. It was and yet was not.
It was told it skipped
a generation or two, that explains why it's parents didn't have it, nor any of it's
friends. It wanted to experiment with someone, but there was no
one... It's siblings had all zoned long before It... Once you
zoned, you can not go back... back to who it was before... to the
being... to the body. Zoning forces It to change... into
something unknown... and open vessel about to be evacuated. An open
arena that It would temporarily fill until it was time to zone
again.
It's vessel... the form It was before was now
dead. It briefly saw It's parents mourn for their loss... only to
realize that they had not lost It, not for real that is. That It had
zoned, and hopefully would come back as something recognizable... but that
was not up to It and It had no control... It's parents knew this...
and yet they still held onto hope.
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