Lost in the woods.

Lydia's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the dappled green light filtering through the dense canopy above. She blinked, disoriented and confused as she tried to get her bearings. The last thing she remembered was walking home from work, but now found herself in the midst of a vast, ancient forest unlike anything she had seen before. Rising to her feet, Lydia turned slowly, taking in the endless sea of trees stretching out in every direction. Panic began to rise in her throat as the realization set in—she was lost, with no idea how she got here or which way led back to civilization. The forest seemed to swallow any hint of a path or clearing. Strange sounds echoed through the woods, guttural and unsettling. Shadows darted between the trees, just at the edge of her vision. Lydia shuddered, an inexplicable sense of dread washing over her. Something felt...off about this place. Dangerous. As she took a tentative step forward, movement caught her eye. Three small, humanoid figures emerged from behind a tree, grinning up at her with chubby, cherubic faces. Garden gnomes, Lydia thought, until her gaze drifted lower and her eyes widened in shock. The gnomes were naked from the waist down, their plump bodies ending abruptly above where thick, meaty c***s jutted out obscenely. The appendages were each around three to five inches long but grotesquely thick, almost comically disproportioned to their small frames. "Well hello there, lovely!" one of them called out in a cheery voice. "You look lost. Why don't you come back to our little cottage? We have plenty of food and a warm bed for you." Lydia hesitated, wary but also desperate for any shred of comfort or safety in this bizarre situation. Against her better judgment, she accepted their offer. The gnomes led her to a quaint cottage deeper in the woods. They sat her down at a small table, offering a bowl of hearty stew that smelled divine. Lydia ate hungrily, the food warming and soothing her rattled nerves. Soon, however, an odd heaviness crept over her limbs. Her vision swam as she slumped forward, the gnomes' leering faces blurring above her. Panic surged through her sluggish body—drugged. They had drugged her food! Lydia tried to scream but only a weak whimper escaped as rough hands grabbed at her clothes. She struggled weakly, her limbs heavy and uncooperative, as they stripped off her pants and tore at her shirt. One of the gnomes forced her legs apart, its thick, throbbing c**k hovering over her exposed s*x. Tears streamed down Lydia's face as she thrashed against their grip, her hands wrenched above her head and tied with coarse rope. "Please..." she begged, but they just laughed cruelly, the one between her legs pushing forward insistently. The fat head stretched her entrance painfully as it tried to force its way inside. Lydia screamed as a searing bolt of agony shot through her core, the gnome's massive c**k splitting her open. She struggled frantically, fingers scrabbling at the earth, until finally she wrenched one hand free. With a burst of desperate strength, Lydia smashed her fist into the gnome's face, sending it reeling back. It fell away with an angry howl, its thick shaft slipping out of her bruised flesh with a sickening squelch that made her gag. Lydia stumbled to her feet, gasping and shaking as she grabbed her pants with trembling hands. The other two gnomes lunged at her snarling, but she managed to wrench the door open and stagger outside just as their grasping fingers brushed her heels. Panting, Lydia fled blindly into the forest, tears streaming down her face as the sound of the gnomes' furious shouts faded behind her. She knew she couldn't stop, couldn't rest—not until she found a way out of this twisted, nightmarish place...