[michime]

"Such a good little plaything," the voice cooed while the wind started to pick up and scatter fallen leaves around the toy.  The moss rippled as it pumped more and more drugs into Dylan's system while the mushrooms steadily released more and more spores into the air.  "Oh look at how full and heavy you are.  You need release don't you?"  The forest teased as the toy stroked itself.  "You need to release so you can feed me."