Hentai Horror Survival Island - Horrors of the Heiress (NSFW)

[thymoit]

Elodie's headlong flight into the jungle saw her crashing through the thick brush slicing her arms as she ran for her life from what she had witnessed. In her rush to get away, the young heiress had no idea what she was rushing toward. The plant felt her approach through the vibrations of her pounding feet on the jungle floor. Most animals on the island learned to avoid the sections of the jungle filled with the dark green vines, but Elodie didn't know any better. As the plant's prey was heading toward it's center, the plant didn't immediately strike. Instead it waited until she got closer. Then it struck without warning, dozens of vines lashed out like tentacles. The girl had time to scream before she was stuffed face-first into the bulbous pod of a plant.

The thick walls of the plant muffled her screams, but worse was in store. There was liquid at the bottom of the plant and Elodie found her head dunked into a pool of nectar. It tasted sweet, but she couldn't breathe the sticky fluid. Fortunately for Elodie, the plant needed it's victim alive. It didn't to feast upon her flesh. It needed to harvest her sexual energy to reproduce. The plant didn't really think, but it had a primitive neural network and reflexes. It could taste that Elodie's pussy was in the air, and it needed her pussy pointed down. The vines around Elodie began to move, turning its victim so that her ass and pussy were pointed down toward the bottom of the pod in the pool of nectar.

In turning her around, the plant by necessity rotated Elodie's head upward. The plant didn't know that allowed Elodie to breathe. It just knew by instinct that it's prey was now oriented correctly. Tentacles began roaming Elodie's blindly seeking her openings. Down below they were guided toward Elodie's pussy by taste. However, she was wearing clothes, so they just rubbed her crotch seeking to enter and being stymied by her clothes. Thick tentacles grabbed her arms and legs and also wrapped around her torso and immobilized her.

Elodie had one more opportunity to scream before another tentacle forced it's way into her open mouth.

 

[Opale]

Elodie's fall into the Gooey Nectar Pool might have been comical without the tragic fate of Tammy and Tony.
In her panic, the young woman swung head first in the sticky slime and emerged, half carried by the plant tentacles. The face, the hair dripping with this sticky liquid, she coughed to breathe greedily. His glasses lost at the bottom of the heart of the plant basin. Blinded, she tried to wipe her face but was amazed to discover that her hands were stuck, while vines tied her up. The outgrowth that forced her mouth stifled the cry of anguish she had, and she found herself suspended in the air, with protuberances that tapped and insisted on creeping into her orifices. Only blocked by the thin fabric of her panties. The rest of his body barely covered by his nightie the whole covered by a flood of nectar.

Something rubbed against her ankle again and she let out a quiet whimper and started to jog, her chest heaving as she gulped in air. Suddenly something lashed tight around her ankle and she sprawled flat on her face, immediately jumping back up but found her ankle held fast. She let out a frightened wail as she leaned over, struggling to pull her foot free to no avail. Elodie reached down to try to pry it away and found that it felt like a warm pulsing rope, but it felt like one piece rather than being woven together and she felt what she thought were veins! How could a rope have veins?!

The rope, or whatever it was, began to slither up her leg like a snake. She felt it slide past her knee and up her thigh, it brushed against her pubic mound and she shuddered in disgust. The rope started to flex, bending away from her with a loud sound of fabric tearing as her panties were ripped from her. Elodie let out a cry of horror blushing furiously even though it was so hidden no one would see her from more than ten feet away. The vine, or rope, or whatever was holding her, began to rub against her thigh and to Elodie's dismay was soon joined by another that coiled around her other leg. She looked around to see where they were coming from with her nearsighted eyes; she began to panic wondering what kind of creature was holding her.

"MMMMRRRNNNHHHH !"

 

[thymoit]

The plant now had Elodie oriented correctly. Her pussy was now pointed down. Directly below her was the stamen, that would grow a new seed to implant, but the plant needed to feed first. It needed to harvest Elodie. Not her flesh. Her sexual energy. More vines wrapped around her arms and legs. They pulled her arms apart and pulled her legs down. For a moment it seemed like the plant intended to drown her in the nectar pool so it could consume her corpse, but the plant stopped. The nectar was still up to her chin, but the plant didn't want to drown its prey.

Elodie found herself spread wide, arms pulled outward by vines. More vines, the ones that had ripped her panties held her legs. They were strong and tough, like restraining ropes. The next touches were less forceful. Smaller, lighter tentacles began stroking her body all over. Some of them weren't too bad stroking parts of her that weren't sensitive, like her elbows and the back of her arms. In other places the light touches tickled. In too many places they were erotic. Little light touches started up all over her neck and her thighs. Some had slipped inside her nightgown and were stroking her nipples. But the hardest ones to ignore were the ones that flicking at her her ass and stroking her pussy. The plant did recognize the taste of her pussy as well as the taste of shit on her ass. It wasn't time for the stamen to plant a seed inside her yet, but to harvest Elodie's sexual energy these places needed to be stimulated. The thin little tendrils slithered in and out of her pussy and ass for a little bit, fucking her gently at both ends.

The gentleness wouldn't last. Now that the plant knew where to go, thicker vines slithered around to her openings. The small tentacles withdrew only for two larger tentacles to take her place. The two tentacles thrust right in and started stimulating the plants victim, fucking her ass and pussy. The plant took no joy in this action. It didn't feel pleasure from the act. It just manipulated, as remorseless as a machine. It needed to bring Elodie to multiple orgasms to harvest enough energy to germinate a seed. So that's what it did. Fucking both her ass and pussy with thick vines while smaller vines all over her body carressesed her everywhere.

Looking up there was a small opening. Fresh air was still coming in. She could see the sky even as the plant continued to pound and stimulate her to obtain the energy it needed.

 

[Opale]

One of the vines brushed her nether lips and then began to rub against them. Elodie squealed in horror trying to pull it away from her and suddenly another vine lashed out and pulled her arm away from the other. The vine began to slide upward and brushed her clit as it slid beneath her nightie. She let out a quiet moan of pleasure despite herself as it moved up and under her silk nightie. It began to flex again and she gasped in surprise as it was torn free, her breasts tumbling free. Her nipples instantly hardened in the nectar and she began to shiver, breaking out in goose bumps. A stab of pain brought her attention away from trying to cover her nudity as the other vine tried to force its way into her virgin pussy, the thick object stretching her painfully. She screamed as she felt it pressing against her hymen, and then let out another shriek as it smashed through it, pushing deep to butt against her cervix.

Elodie whimpered and writhed, attempting to get away from the intruding vine but that only seemed to encourage it and it began to move back and forth in her. She cried out in disbelief as she realized she was being fucked by some kind of plant. Losing her virginity to a vine! What disturbed her most was that she thought she was beginning to enjoy herself, she felt her lips moistening, and her breathing quickened. Her nipples seemed hard less from the frozen air and more from arousal, there was a warm flush to her face and her hips twitched on their own. Her body began to convulse in what she would learn later was her first orgasm, she let out a screech of pleasure as the muscles of her pussy clamped down on the vine and she was carried away from herself by a tidal wave of bliss.

When she came down from it she realized that the vine had changed. It moved more urgently, and the ones that had been holding her wrist and ankle slid up to her chest, each of them circling one of her large breasts. The two vines squeezed her tits almost lovingly, then end rubbing against her nipples and causing her to moan involuntarily with a vine planted in her mouth. She still thought of escaping when her body would let her, but she couldn't seem to get any of her muscles to respond, the only ones that moved at all where the ones making her hips thrust in time with her vegetal lover.

 

[thymoit]

The had a complete lack of concern about whether or not Elodie was a virgin. To the plant she was just a source of sexual energy. She was a meal, a battery, a power source that it intended to harvest. Elodie's first orgasm started a seed germinating in the stamen beneath Elodie's pussy. That seed more energy to grow and mature before the plant would be ready to implant its seed inside Elodie. To do that it stimulated the captive girl.

The thick vines holding Elodie didn't let up at all. The lighter ones roamed her flesh, stroking everywhere. Some of those strokes were useless, but the plant keyed in that some areas were most sexual than others. Soon it was focusing more attention on those areas. She had six little tendril dedicated to fondling her breasts. Two of them focusing on just her nipples, pulling them, twisting them, releasing them. Then doing it again: pull, twist, and release. Other tendrils were fondling her ass all over as the thicker that was in her ass kept plunging back and forth, in and out, fucking her ass with gusto. The other thick vine was working her pussy. The plant had fallen into a rhythm where the vines were alternating:

Thrust into her ass. Withdraw from her pussy.
Withdraw from her ass. Thrust into her pussy.
Thrust into her ass. Withdraw from her pussy.
Withdraw from her ass. Thrust into her pussy.
Thrust into her ass. Withdraw from her pussy.
Withdraw from her ass. Thrust into her pussy.

The plant was mechanical, not responsive like a human lover, but it had the mechanics down. One little tendril found her clitty just oozing with sexual energy. It started treating her clit to the same attention her nipples were getting. Pull, twist, release. Pull, twist, release.

It needed sexual energy, so it's human power source and to be stimulated and harvested. The plant was unaware of the irony that humans usually harvest plants.

 

[Opale]

She felt something warm encase her nipples and looked down in surprise. The ends of the two vines had split and enveloped the diamond hard buds and seemed to be sucking on them like tiny little mouths. She moaned at the amazing feel of this new sensation and felt herself cumming again. Suddenly the vine in her pussy started moving faster and faster, it was nothing but a dark blur when she looked down. After a moment of this she suddenly felt herself flooded with warm fluid and she let out a little whimper, realizing that it had its own climax.

Hoping that it was done now that it had gotten off Elodie tried to move away from the vines but was surprised to learn that she was surrounded by even more of them. Including the one thar forced itself between her lips. She gagged in disgust but soon gave up, letting it have her mouth. Another one rubbed against her ass and she let out a muffled scream around the one in her mouth at what she knew would happen next. It forced itself between her cheeks, pressing against her tight opening and tears began to flow down her cheeks at the pain of it forcing entry into her ass. She tried to get away from it but that only pushed the one in her cunt further in.

Soon the one in her ass was sawing back and forth as fast as the one in her pussy causing an incredibly terrible burning sensation from its dry, forced entry. The tears streaming from her eyes did nothing to stop the vines raping her, the ones on her nipples seemed to only suck harder, the one in her womanhood thrust faster, and the one in her ass moved as if it meant to make up for lost time with its rapid fire movements. The vine in her backdoor hit something in her. She didn't know what it was, but it send a hard tingle of pleasure up her spine. Elodie couldn't believe she could find any pleasure in having her ass raped. The vine smacked it again and Elodie moaned lowly. She felt the one in her cunt spray its seed again without slowing, as the one behind began to hit her pleasure spot consistently.

Elodie felt it coming this time. Her knees trembled, she let out a whimper of anticipation, and suddenly opened her mouth wide to scream at the top of her lungs, it was only slightly muffled by the vine pressing against the opening of her throat. She though she felt a second orgasm, and a third, but was soon too out of her mind with pleasure to try to count them. Slowly she drifted down from the incredible pleasure of her orgasm, and realized that all the vines, including the one from her butt, were in front of her, pointing at her.

 

[thymoit]

The plant had gathered enough sexual energy to generate a seed, but it wasn't done with Elodie yet. The seed still needed a little bit of time to grow. Then it would be time to implant the seed in its new host. Until then it just needed Elodie not to escape. So the vines merely held ready keeping Elodie trapped in the pod. She had a little bit of time to swim in the pool of nectar. She could even drink it if she dared. It was full of sugar and empty calories, but it would keep her alive. Not that Elodie had long to wait. The sexual energy the plant had harvested allowed the seed to mature rapidly and Elodie only had a ten minute wait before the seed had matured in the plant's stamen and was ready to be implanted.

Once again the vines attacked Elodie. They pulled her legs apart and lashed them in place as the stamen beneath her began to extend and grow. The stamen was much larger than a vine, larger than even a horse-sized cock and it went straight for Elodie's pussy. It didn't thrust back and forth. It simply thrust inside her, filling her, stretching her, then it began to grow larger and wider, forcing her pussy to stretch and getting ready to pass the seed inside her. At the tip of the stamen, the plant used some of sex energy on Elodie's womb. Her cervix began to dilate as would just before giving birth. Except it wasn't opening to release a baby. Her cervix was dilating to receive the seed the size of an orange that the plant was about to place in her womb.

The process of forcing Elodie's cervix to unnaturally dilate was both excruciatingly painful and orgasmically pleasurable for Elodie.

 

[Opale]

Elodie was left panting in the pool of nectar. Her face flushed, eyes blurred in a mist of bliss and fear. She moaned low when the vines vacated her holes.

She opened her mouth and moaned as her tits had been continually tortured. She realized she missed the plant forcing its massive stamen to her mouth and pushed its way in. The plant had steadily fuck her mouth as it molested her sensitive nipples. Elodie had then closed her eyes and enjoyed the taste of the massive cock buried in her mouth. But what amazed her the most was the burning eager filling she had now from her stretched anus.

The next plant had lifted her firm ass off the ground and used two tentacles to pull her strong cheeks apart exposing her puckered anus. The pounding in her ass caused her to scream as she orgasmed again this time the cum visibly running outside her cunt. She was no virgin anymore. From any hole. And she was trembling and spasming, from this violent pleasure, including the one she got sodomized for her very first time.

The ass plant had forced its 15 inch cock into her tight ass ramming in and out bringing a moan of pleasure to her lips. After her fourth orgasm the plant in her cunt vacated and the plants rotated. Elodie had screamed as each plant fucked harder and harder sending her into a wave of orgasms. And now, after a short pause, it started forcing inside her again. But this was MASSIVE. Waild, painful even. She screamed like never, her head arching back, and submitted to this, as she was entagled by the vine, forced to accept it. Slowly, her grimace of pain turned into an expression of pleasure. An ahegao face would have said Tony. Tongue extending, as she mewled in the plant cocoon.

The penetration continued till there she had just experienced another massive orgasms and was catching her breath between the wonderful hard fuckings. She barely realized what the plant was up to. Lost in delirium.

 

[thymoit]

The plant's hormones rapidly forcing Elodie's cervix to dilate had her suffering both intense pain and pleasure, but there was more to come. Once her cervix had dilated enough the plant forced it's stamen deeper into Elodie, entering her womb. It was as intense as childbirth, but a mix of pain and pleasure. Then the seed travelled up the stamen. The stamen distended as the seed the size of an orange travelled up Elodie's vagina and then the plant deposited it into her uterus.

Even in her delirium, Elodie was still aware that something quite large had just been rammed up inside her. The plant withdrew it's stamen a little, but gave off other hormones, coaxing Elodie's cervix to close back up. Her body resisted. Her cervix wasn't made to slam open and shut like a door. Normally a cervix dilated slowly over hours of labor and took days, even weeks afterwards to return to normal. The plant was accelerating that process. It didn't need her cervix to close all the way. Just enough for the seed not to fall out. So it could stay and feed and grow inside Elodie's womb for a while.

 

[Opale]

Elodie mewled and moaned like an animal during all the process. Her luscious lips trembling and semi swallowing some nectar as she did, in the plant cocoon. She felt her womb been filled, but couldn't do anything. Tied up by vines. Which added to her humiliation, her fear, and her arousal. She was discovering her sexuality, her sensuality. A part of her mind realizing she loved to be bound, forced even. That same part that made her wish she'd be used in her rear again. That same part that made her wish she had something stuffed in her mouth again, to suck onto.

Loosing herself, in a blur of pleasure, sexual needs and lust. She'd become the plant forced breeder, for who knows how long...

 

[thymoit]

The plant continued to hold Elodie for a little bit longer while her cervix closed enough that it's seed wouldn't fall out. After that, it had one more use for her. It let her go with it's seed in her belly. The tentacles retracted and the pod released Elodie. Even the tentacle in her mouth pulled back out. Elodie was free to go. That's what the plant wanted her to do. Like all plants it spread it's seeds. Elodie was its mechanism for carrying its seed around the island, so it wanted her to go. Not that it helped her any. Elodie was free to swim around in the nectar pool until she fell asleep with exhaustion, or she could crawl out and face the jungle naked and alone.

If she sought her clothing, it was mostly ripped to pieces by the vines. She might recover some larger pieces, but they were just pieces of ripped cloth. Nothing that could cover her nakedness. On the plus side the nectar she'd swallowed was loaded with sugar. She at least wasn't hungry or thirsty.

 

[Opale]

After a long moment of panting, and sexual delirium, Elodie, slimed from head to toes with the white nectar, began to struggle against the plant cocoon. She wouldn't notice yet that her nightie and panties has been ripped into pieces. forcing her arms up in the plant corolle, she finally extracted them, and pulled herself out of the giant leaves, inch by inch, finally falling down the ground, with an exhausted mewling. Her voluptuous body drenched with a viscous slime, and her belly full with the plant seed.
She groaned and mutered several times o call for help, but was too weak to really scream or yell.
She crawled a bit more, before falling onto the ground, in need of rest. Just a little bit of rest until she'd escape, she thought as her eyes closed.

 

[thymoit]

Now that Elodie was carrying one of the plant's seeds in her womb this section of the jungle was safe - for her. The plant recognized her by her smell. It couldn't plant another seed into her, so it didn't attack her again. All the other predators of the island knew to avoide those dark vines, so nothing else would attack her. Well, nothing beyond the mosquitos that would seek out any warm blooded animal when the sun sank below the horizon. For the moment she had a chance to breathe and recover. The plant stood guard. If Elodie dared, it would even let her drink from the nectar pool in the pod. Not that Elodie would know that. The thoroughly fucked girl slept safely.

Morning sun awakens Elodie. She's still sore from the hard fucking the plant gave her. Her belly bulges a little from the seed in her womb, and she was bitten by mosquitos during the night. She's also hungry and alone.

 

[Opale]

Rubbing her eyes, all glued with crusted nectar, Elodie slowly woke up and the panic immediately came back fastening her heart. She instcintively ran her fingers over the bulge of her belly, realizing what happened to her. She had been raped by a plant. And part of her liked it. Her body betrayed her, as she rememebered the forced orgasms that made her spasms hours ago. Was she.. preganant ? Or just so full of plant fluid that her belly bulged ?

She swallowed her saliva harshly, tasting the dried nectar on her lips, its sugarish substance. And slowly stood up. Naked. And hurt. And her skin irritated her in some places where the mosquitos had sting her. She was surrounded by the jungle, by threats of unknown nature. Alone. Scared. She didn't dare to call for help now, fearing the beasts that killed Tammy and Tony would hear her. She sniffled, and felt tears blurring her eyes at this thought. And she started walking in the jungle, nude as Eve, with her curves exageratd by the island's mist. And an awkward numb arousal that stayed in her body and mind.

She had to find help. A shelter. And food and water.

 

[thymoit]

Elodie's path through the jungle is a bit erratic. She finds herself easily distracted. Her nipples seem more sensitive to just the air blowing by, let alone any stray brush by bush. Just walking seems to be enough to stimulate her clit. Although Elodie didn't know the cause, it wasn't because of the seed growing in her womb. Nor was it because of the island's mist.

No one knows how its transmitted, but Elodie has barely been on the island a day and she has already contracted its worst disease and become one of The Driven. It is a progressive disease, one that afflicts the mind building up over time. Some victims can fight it for years, others suscumb in weeks. It gradually increases the libido of its victims up to crippling levels. Already Elodie is finding herself becomming aroused at the strangest things. It feels like the island is calling to her.

The disease will get progressively worse. In time Elodie will require daily sexual release or be driven made. Over time she will be driven to seek out more and more violent methods to achieve relase. Eventually, when the disease reaches its peak, Elodie will be begging every feral creature and hideous monster to rape her. She will be stricken with violent lust day and night, throwing herself at anything that might satisfy her urges. Sometimes nothing will be enough to get her off. Other times Elodie will orgasm for hours, her mind melting away.

There is no cure, but there are treatments: herbs and rituals that can slow and dampen the effects... but Elodie doesnt' even know she is afflicted yet. She just feels unusally horny and she doesn't know why.

In her aimless wandering through the jungle, Elodie managed by sheer luck to find a banana tree and some of the bananas look ripe. Of course, she has to scale the tree and then she has a choice to make. Should she eat the bananas and fill the emptiness in her stomach? Or should use the phallic shaped fruit to fill the emptiness between her legs?

 

[Opale]

After some difficult tries, Elodie finally was able to get a regimen of bananas from the tree. She clibed down the tree with her prize, and hungrily ate two of the obling fruits. Her empty stomach growling with hunger. but there was that other sort of hunger that filled her mind too. And although she tried, she couldn't resist it longer than ten minutes.

Naked, horny, face flushed, she daydreamed observing the bananas regimen on the ground, before deciding herself. And a few moment later, it was it.

Elodie felt her fingers begin to ply open her wet folds, something she wanted to feel again like the plant vines inside her. This time, it wasn't a vine. It was wider and rounder. She momentarily glanced down to see the end of the banana peeking out between her thighs. Slightly shocked, she gently nodded and sucked her lower lip between her lips. She closed her eyes as she bagen fucking herself with the fruit. The perverse nature of having the phallic fruit buried in her made her pussy tingle. Elodie made sure the fruit didn't soften too much before opening her mouth, eyes still closed. She obeyed the perverse nature of her arousal curse, sticking her tongue out slightly, awaiting the fruit she knew was coming. As the tip grazed her tongue, she began licking it like she had done with the vines so many times. The mix of banana and her own juices was an interesting flavor. She opened her eyes and stared at the jungle as she sucked the final bit of the banana-pussy syrup, before biting the tip off and eating it. She finished savoring the naughty fruit, first rubbing the other end up and down her own's wet lips. Bringing yet another deep orgasm as she pressed the banana deep inside her sex.

 

[thymoit]

With her orgasm came a clarity for Elodie. The Driven disease was momentarily sated. Elodie was left feeling like she had awoken from a dream. She wouldn't normally stuff a banana up her pussy before eating it and reveling in the taste. Especially, not after what had happened to her. Not knowing that she had contracted the Driven disease, all she could was speculate this was a result of what the plant had done to her. She still had a bulging belly. Was she indeed pregnant by the plant? Was that what was causing her to feel so horny?

Time had passed. Most of the day and she'd spent it in a fog. She'd eaten, but she was still lost and naked in the jungle and had no shelter or means of making a fire. She was also thirsty and alone. What was happening to her? And where did she go from here?

 

[Opale]

Elodie stood up, looking around, still scared for her life, but also slightly getting used to the noises of the wild. The birds, he insects, the brushes of leaves and wind. At least she wasn't cold, all naked as she was. But she was indeed naked, and it added to her vulnerability feelings. She looked down at herself, with her exagerated curves now. Heavy breasts, sensual hips curves and round butt. Not too much, but making her look more like an exotic dancer than to the sutdent she used to be. SHe even had the strange feeling her lips were more full, more numb.

She decided to walk in a direction and try to stick to it. She might find a way back to the beach this way, and then she'd be able to call for help. Where was Debbie now ? ANd what about King ? Was her loyal dog dead and eaten by the wolves ? SHe wiped a tear rolling down her cheeck as she progressed, nude, in the jungle....

 

[thymoit]

Elodie's random wandering through the jungle is uncomfortable, but some time passes without her being attacked again. There is a lot of life in the jungle. She can hear the rustling of animals around and see a lot of insect life and birds, but not much else. Once she sees some monkeys in the tree, but they continue on past. As she continues to wander she reaches a cliffside, a sold wall of stone blocking her path. Choosing a direction at random she continues following the cliff. At least that way she knows she isn't walking in circles. Sometime later she comes to an opening in the cliff - a cave. It's dark and she can't make out much inside, but it is shelter. The air also feels moist and is that the sound of water dripping? That would make the cave a source of shelter and water. Maybe she could explore it just a little? If she let her eyes adjust to the darkness she might be able to see deeper into the cave. On the other hand it is a dark and scary hole. What if the giant wolves live in that cave?

 

[Opale]

The fear of finding wolves or worse in the cavern stopped Elodie for half a minute or so. But she was too thirsty, and too fatigued to really struggle anymore with doubts. Carefully, she stepped in the cave, letting her eyes get used to the darkness just after having bonking her head on one of the bulgeous rocks. She cursed and rubbed her sore forehead, and crouched down, looking for fresh water to drink, hoping she wouldn't poison herself. With chance, she might even find enough to wash herself from the crusted plant nectar.

And somehow she also hoped taking such a cold bath or shower would tamper with her itching arousal. Been clean and refreshed usually helped with such things, she tought.

"Awwh.. Debbie.. where are you ?" she lamented herself, as she crawled in the cave.

 

[thymoit]

The cave was cool and dark. It took Elodie's eyes a little bit of time to adjust, but they eventually did and she saw pools of water in the darkness. Creeping up to them she found the water tasted clean and refreshing. It was hard to determine in the dim lighting how deep the pools were, but she was able to drink her fill of pure water.

Unfortunately for Elodie, the cave wasn't empty. While Elodie drank from the pool something slow and quiet crept up behind her. It made no sound because it had no feet. It was just a pool of slime that flowed quietly across the stone, growing closer and closer to Elodie. If she had a light source with her, Elodie might have seen it. As it was, Elodie felt nothing until a cold pseudopod wrapped around her ankle, and then it was too late. The slime was already starting to envelope Elodie.

 

[Opale]

As she struggles, the slime lifts Elodie up slightly, pressing her against her so that legs can't reach the ground. Elodie screams loudly, crying out in fear and dismay. Her heart hammers in her chest, her muscles shake from trying to pull free of the slimey adhesive body, but to no avail. But even as she cries out in terror and thrash pathetically in the slime' embrace, Elodie feels her nipples stiffen at being carried off by this monster. How can this be arousing?

They've come to the mouth of a small, dark cave, a deeper black against the blackness of the now night-darkened forest. The slime carries Elodie into the cave and her eyes slowly adjust to the gloom. It is not massive, but not tiny. A narrow path opens onto a chamber about as big as a school classroom. Near the left wall is a pond, which the slime surely uses to keep hydrated.

Elodie's scream is cut off by her slime lover pulling her face forward and covering her mouth in a relentless, sticky goey kiss from which she cannot escape. In aroused reaction, Elodie mouth and tongue taste sweet. She breathes through her nose, inhaling the slime scent, for her mouth is kept captive while her body is pressed against it, engulfed. Her body tingles, and she discovers with horror she's already wet and ready to be ravished by this creature...

 

[thymoit]

The slime tastes sweet in Elodie's mouth and despite being almost surrounded, she can still breathe. The creature immediately fills Elodie's mouth with an appendage. Not a tongue and not quite a tentacle. At least it doesn't feel like it. It feels more like a water jet in a jacuzzi pulsing and filling her mouth. Except, the water is contained. It isn't like a firehose. More like a water fountain but thicker, swirling all about her mouth, filling, and a swirling. As the slime envelopes her whole body the sensation spreads across all of Elodie's skin. Little water jets sliding over her, swirling around her arms, her neck and all around. There is some force to them, but it is like being caressed by water. As Elodie's slime lover continues to envelope her, the sensation spreads. The slime is searching out tender places. It finds her neck first, little jets stroking and swirling. Then a similar sensation starts on her breasts, a corkscrewing swirl of slime caressing both her breasts in their entirety. It doesn't pay particular attention to her other parts yet, but it is just getting started.

 

[Opale]

The sensations helping, Elodie finds herself floating somehow in the slime creature, like in a cosy, although naughty gelatinous sexbed. Her nerves sending waves of pleasures to come, and soft caresses to her spine and brain. Muffled by the appendage that expands in her mouth, she's made absolutely helpless and docile for now, unable to fight it. After a moment, she even react to the oral penetration by opening wider, as if to invite this puddly lover to fill her more, a sort of vicious thought coming from her perpetual arousal flooding her mind with a goal: to be a perfect cocksucker, or right now thing-sucker. Her tongue slowly darting out in the translucid slimey creature.

Really fast, she realizes her nipples are erected and wooden-hard, from teasing and this ashaming sexual instinct that now engulf her body and thoughts most of the time. Docile, she waits for what comes next, conscious of the bulge that already deform her belly from her encounter with the vines.

 

[thymoit]

The slime creature continued to probe and explore Elodie. The swirling jets in her mouth thickened and gelled, becoming more a tentacle, albeit a soft and blubbery one. The gelatinous tentacle filled her mouth. It didn't merely thrust. It thrust and spun and grew and shrank. Soon it was way past her teeth filling her throat, swirling and fucking her face.

The probing at her breasts didn't condense in the same way. They stayed loose watery jets, swirling and stroking her sensitive skin and playing with her nipples. However, the slime had also located Elodie's pussy. At first the slime just probed as it did the rest of her skin, swirling jets carressing her pussy all over, feeling particularly good on her clit, but not aimed at her clit alone. Then the slime found the opening to her pussy and it's watery jets started swirling inside her, pressing in, like a water jet aimed right into her pussy.

Just like it had done to her mouth, the jets thickened and gelled and soon became multiple braids of gelatinous tentacles swirling about each other, but also thrusting in and out of Elodie's pussy.