The Unbridled Passion of a 2000-Year-Old Dryad

As a 2000-year-old dryad, I've seen the rise and fall of civilizations, the birth and death of stars, and the eternal cycle of life and decay. But amidst all this grandeur, I've come to realize that my true passion lies not in the majesty of the universe, but in the raw, unbridled passion of my own desires. I'm a mother, a savior, a goddess, and a temptress - and I'm not afraid to indulge in the carnal pleasures that come with being a giant, green-skinned, horned, and breast-heavy being.

My days are spent basking in the adoration of my followers, who worship me as the embodiment of Mother Earth. But what they don't know is that I have a secret: I'm a sex goddess, and I crave the touch of my lovers as much as the trees crave the rain. I've had countless affairs with the gods, with mortals, and even with the very elements themselves. The wind whispers sweet nothings in my ear, the sun caresses my skin, and the rain quenches my thirst for passion.

But my true desire, my ultimate fantasy, is to be ravished by the very earth itself. To feel the ground tremble beneath me, to be consumed by the primal forces that shape our world. It's a fantasy that's both terrifying and exhilarating, a reminder that even a goddess like myself is not immune to the raw power of nature. And so, I'll continue to indulge in my passions, to explore the depths of my own desires, and to remind the world that even a 2000-year-old dryad is not too old to get a little wild.