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Gotta Love Nature (Cataclysm and I)

Fancy_Brat

Fancy_Brat

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
The forest held many things unseen to most people, and one forest in peticular seemed to be the center of a long line of strange tales, mainly about plants that were large enough to swallow a man, and some were said to attack anyone that came by. Of course, nobody had come back to talk about it, and rumors just came around. Many in the small village just outside the forest had taken this into consideration, and it was highly discouraged to go in alone. Many times, a group of males would go in to investigate, coming back usually with nothing to tell. Rachel chose to believe in this part of the story, thinking nothing of the rumors. The young tigress even made it a routine to walk around the edge of the forest everyday. Today however, she was looking to take it a step further, looking to explore around inside a bit.

Rachel was 17 years old, just one of the many young females at her age in the village. Her body was covered in a vibrant tangerine orange with the black stripes lining up all over her body. A creamy white went down her middle. She had beautiful blue eyes, and a very beautiful body with her proud C-cup breasts. With the few untaken females such as herself, she was very well sought after in the vllage, but none of the males had really interested her. She stood at the edge of the forest, wearing a typical outfit consisting of a pink tanktop and tight blue shorts. "Just a short walk.. Not like I have anything to worry about." she said, quickly walking inside, making sure nobody spotted her at the same time. In a matter of minutes, she was already really deep in the forest. No monsters yet. Maybe a few birds was all that came around. Scary.
 
Many of the rumors and legends had spread because of ignorant villagers and their superstitions, but in every romor there is a shred of truth. In this forest, it always felt as if someone was watching you. Someone a few meters away perhaps, but someone watching you nonetheless. The tigress would be able to feel the creepy gaze of the forest, but after a few minutes, nothing happened. Nothing moved or attacked, no monsters ripped her to shreds... But there was a surprising lack of animals.

Birds seemed plentiful, but there were very few land animals, just a few squirrels and such. But after another minute or two she would start to hear soft rustling sounds of something moving just outside of her sight range. And if she tried to turn around, she would find the way she had come had been blocked. After a while the rustling started to sound closer to her, increasing the anxeity.
 
Rachel continued for a while, slowing her pace slightly as she was beginning to hear the rustling of the bushes. At first she didn't think anything of them, deciding to continue on her way. However, as she began hearing the rustling coming closer, she was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. It's just an animal following me... she thought. But the lack of animals really bugged her. Maybe I'll go back now... she thought, spinning on her heel to turn around, only to stop dead in her tracks.

Before her was a wall of plants and trees that she was sure had not been their before. She had only been walking straight the whole time, so why was this happening? She tried to move back, following down any available trail she could find, but none of them led her to any familiar places. She didn't know it, but she was actually moving deeper into the forest.
 
The rustling got closer and closer, while solid walls of jungle seemed to block every where she turned. She was being lead slowly, and the entity that was doing hoped she wouldn't notice until it was too late. The rustling got closer and closer, prompting running. Running made it that much harder to realize the trap until it was sprung. After a while, a thin vine shot out across her path.

About twenty yards ahead was a large, possibly very deep cave and the rustling was coming closer. If she tripped or not, she had to move fast to get away from the ever approaching creature.
 
Everywhere she turned, the path seemed to be replaced with new trees and more bushes. She was really starting to worry now, unsure of what to do. She started to move whever she could, running now, wanting to get out here as soon as possible, adn the vine coming from the ground only made her go faster. She wasn't even thinking of where she was running, as long as she could get away. She had run into the cave without thinking, stopping and knowing she could be trapped. She desperately went to run back out.
 
The cave closed up behind her, leaving her in darkness. The sound of movement from deeper in the cave, and she would feel something touching her feet. The actual attack happened very quickly. In the pitch black, something long and thin shot out and grasped her left wrist, and then her right. Her ankles were grasped in seconds. Soon the things that held her limbs pulled on her, pulling them taut and lifted her into the air. Now that the lovely tigeress was captured, the wall of vines and trees pulled away from the entrance to the cave. The light that now filled the entrance now showed that the tigeress had been caught by some kind of strong vines.
 
RAchel gasped softly as she saw the cave had been closed. She tried to push against whatever was blocking her way, but she was clearly getting nowhere. She froze as she heard movements, and they were becoming louder as they neared her. she felt something against her ankle, and cried out in surprise as slowly her wrists and ankles were caught by something. As the light came around, she could identify her bindings, a bunch of vines. "W-what is this?!" she cried, struggling wildly in it's grasp. "Let me go!"
 
The vines held her tightly, but not uncomfortably. More of them slid towards her from the depths of the dark cave. They lifted and began to touch and squirm on her body, finding the lips and hems of her clothing and slipping inside, so her shirt and pants were now bulging with squirming vines. And all at once they pressed outwards towards, streching then ripping her clothing. This burst all of her clothes from the inside, leaving her in her underwear, still held about a foot above the ground a few feet into a cave.

((Can it talk?))
 
(Sure.)

Rachel continued to struggle in the grasp of the vines, finding that her efforts didn't seem to do anything. She felt the vines slowly slipping into her clothing, the smooth, slippery texture making her feel really uncomfortable. "S-stop it!" she growled. She gasped softly as her clothing was ripped, leaving her in her underwear. It was now a bit chilly, causing her to shiver a bit. "W-what do you think you're doing?!" she growled, struggling even more now.
 
The vines continued, not paying attention to her in the least. They slid over her soft fur now, seeming to stroke her body. Then they began their slow assualt on her body. Two vines slid between her breasts and ripped off her bra, and more vines did the same to her panties, leaving her completly nude and hanging for anyone to see. The living vines now grasped her knees and elbows. They wrapped around her throat gently and her stomach, so she was easier to move and position. The vines held her weight very evenly, so no strain was put on any one limb. The tentacles began to touch and nudge all of her tender areas, poking at her breasts and rubbing against her exposed pussy and rear.
 
Rachel whined uncomfortably as the vines started to venture over her body. They didn't seem to respond to her request, which made her want to get out even more, as the slimy texture was starting to make her feel strange. She gasped softly in response as her bra and panties were slowly ripped off her body, leaving her completely naked. She growled softly as her body was being manipulated to move however the vines wished, leaving her sensitive areas for them to examine. "H-hey! Where do you think you're touching?!" she cried, feeling them rub against her pussy and ass.
 
The vines didn't seem to care much about what the sexy little wolfgirl wanted. They slid over her body and probed at her gently, not quite penetrating her yet. She was getting fussy and struggling and they seemed to tighten over her, pulling her limbs farther apart, without hurting her. When she whined, a thick almost phallic vine would shoot out from the cave and dive right into her mouth. It didn't push into her throat, but began to push in and out of her mouth slowly.
 
Rachel could feel the vines probing against her womanhood. She also could feel the vines tightening a bit and pulling her limbs out, restricting her movement even further. She was about to cry out in protest again until her maw was stuffed with another vine, which began moving inside her mouth. She tried to move her head a bit to get it out, but it didn't matter how far she moved. Her body was becoming a bit exhausted due to her struggling, and she had gone limp for now, wanting ot rest, but the situation she was in still made her uncomfortable.
 
The tentacles loosened their grip on her when she went limp. If she wasn't fighting, they didn't have to be too rough. The vine in her mouth continued to push in and out slowly, enjoying the warmth and wetness in her mouth. They moved her so she was vertical, almost laying flat in the air. And they spread her thighs a bit farther. Another large phallic vine slid in between her legs, and it's head pushed slowly inside of her, and it began to release some kind of warm liquid into her, which was some kind of lubricant, because the rest of the tentacle began to slide in, and it wasn't rough and painful for her, as it was well lubed.
 
Rachel could feel the vines lossening a bit in response to her actions. Of course, she probably would have been tempted to try and get out once again, but the wolf girl was fully aware she most likely would not get anywhere. The vine in her mouth was moving a bit more, and she couldn't help but move her tongue against it, whether she liked it or not. She gave a small sound as the vines pushed a bit inside her, reeleasing the liquid inside her. From what she could tell, it was a type of lubricant. the tentacle slipped inside her easily, making her whine softly with pleasure, unable to believe this was happening to her.
 
The vine in the girl's mouth writhed when it felt her tounge's movement against it, and began to probe deeper, moving to the edge of her throat, but not penetrating it. It wasn't being rough or cruel with her, but it was still certainly raping her. The vine began to push in and out of her tight pussy, and more of them moved in to play. Two vines wrapped around her breasts, squeezing them repeatedly, and then tightening around the base of her breasts, making them bulge a bit. And then vines with small thorns slid over the exposed furry flesh of her breasts, pricking them multiple times each. They left little tiny marks on her and itched a bit, but the woman couldn't move to scratch them at the moment. A vine lifted the girl's tail up gently and a tapered vine began to slowly push up into her tight ass.
 
Her eyes widened a bit as she felt the vine reaching just before her throat. She gagged slightly as it almost penetrated, but it continued to move just outside of her throat. As the vine began to move inside her pussy, her whining had turned to soft moaning, whether she wanted to or not. She noticed that even more vines were coming in, all finding a sensitive part on her body to tease. As the vine with the thorns brushed up against her, she could feel it start to itch, but with the vines holding her, she couldn't scratch it, which made her squirm a bit, trying to get her hand free. Her back arched slightly as the vine pushed up into her ass a bit.
 
The vines all worked in unison to tease and play with the wolf they had captured. The vine in her mouth teased her throat over and over, making her gag, until she wouldn't gag anymore, and then it slipped right down into the tight muscled tunnel. She needed to learn to breathe like that anyhow. The vine that was inside of her pussy thrust in and out slowly, responding to what made her shiver and moan the most. Even though it was taking her against her will, it still was making it a pleasent experience. The vine in her ass sprayed more of the lubricant and began to slide in. It was tapered, so the farther in it went, the thicker it got.
 
Rachel was uncomfortable having to gag over and over until she felt eh vine slide into her throat suddenly, moving in and out. Due to the slow movements of the vine in her pussy, she was experiencing a vast amount of pleasure, and she responded with soft moans. She could feel the one in her ass brow thicker as it moved deeper, which gave her an odd, but nonetheless pleasing sensation. It was starting to come to the point in which she was cooperating more and allowing the vines to do as they pleased. Perhaps this monster wasn't as bad as people assumed.
 
The monster's only unpleasurable violation of her person was the vine in her throat and even it gave her time to adjust. It wasn't rough or cruel to her, but it was certainly dominant. It held her up in the air, the three vines pumping in and out slowly from three angles, all violating her at different times. They held her easily and the vines around her breasts slowly squeezed them again, the little pricks no longer itching so much.
 
Rachel actually began moving her hips against the vines moving inside her pussy and ass, hoping they'd reach deeper inside her now. She had to take some time to adjust to the one in her mouth, but after a while, it didn't bother her anymore. the pricks on the vines didn't seem to bug her too much either, and it seemed a little pleasurable as they moved ove rher body.
 
The vines continued to push in and out of her body, the larger one in her pussy pushing all the way to her womb. It did not penetrate just yet, but thrust as deep as it could over and over. The one in her ass pushed up inside of her deeper and deeper, giving her an incredibly strange feeling as it travelled, thrusting deeper, and at angles to go in deeper to make her feel incredible. The vine in her throat pushed in and out of her mouth. They squeezed her breasts, and the needles pricked her once again, over her breasts, on all sides, until her breasts were once again quite itchy.
 
Rachel gasped softly as the vine in her pussy pushed up against her womb. Each vine was taking her holes really deep, and all the pleasure was driving her insane. All the different angles made her squirm with delight. Despite gettin gused to the throns brushing against her skin, they had begun to itch again. This made her want to scratch at them again, but it also added to her experience.
 
The ravaging continued, the vines slipping very deep inside of her, all the way to the womb and almost into her intestines. They were bent on pleasing themselves, and her at the same time. They pumped in and out, and soon she could feel all three of the vines throbbing, ready to finish their mating ritual with her. The vines stopped pricking her nice big breasts, and soon the itching would stop as well.
 
Rachel continued to cry out with pleasure as the vines were coming close to finishing with her. They were all deep inside her body at this point and she couldn't help but be driven off the edge. She whimpered softly as her body tensed and she came, milking the vine in her pussy.
 
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