Vines looped around Natalie’s thighs, arms, waist, and neck, hugging her in a powerful, strig embrace. The ropes were both stronger aler than she had expected. They lifted her into the air with ease, seg her with a slimy grip.
The vines dug into her armor, f their way in so they could fondle naked skin. The slippery material brushed against her nipples, extrag a gasp of pleasure, and others ed high up her thighs, the thick, endages brushing close to her pussy. The solid lock the cooperating pntlife put her in thrilled through her. She didn’t struggle, having expected exactly this, but with their surprising strength, she doubted struggling would do much. Why did that excite her?
It was hard to traaions at once. Most promily, of course, was the thrusting pussy, the rgest vihat eagerly pleasured her cock, stroking up and down with firm, bumpy walls. Squelches filled the air, mixing with Natalie’s loud moans, the sloppy efforts of the bulbous vine boung through the room.
But other distras, too. So many of them. The vines grippiweehighs, her waist, brushing her nipples, and the one around her neck—which was the most thrilling, but also the loosest, as if it gripped there only to tantalize her. Natalie generally preferred being in trol, but having chosen for this to happen, she could enjoy the ck of trol, too. In their grasp. The vines would use her as they pleased.
The vines had lifted her into the air a her body forward, curling her in an arch. She watched, head fuzzy with lust, moaning with each jerk, as her cock bulged the vine-pussy outward. Her retly-enrged girl dick stuffed it full. Natalie was the proud owner of an unwieldy on, now, and the viruggled to aodate it.
Inside her armor, down her shirt, she could also make out vines wiggling around, expl her body. Each swipe of the wiggling pntlife against her nipples had her breath catg, before being interrupted with a whine of pleasure, the tight, jerky thrusting against her cock dragging the noise from her throat.
Then an expl vine brushed against something more sensitive, but lower down. A thicker vieased her pussy, rubbiween her lips in warning. Asking a question. The vines had a powerful grip on her, but they were being surprisingly polite.
And in Natalie’s lust-addled state, she obviously wasn’t going to refuse.
“Go ahead. Please.”
She wasn’t sure if it was the words, of the way she spread her legs wide open, but the vi the hint.
A thick, hot, pulsating vine-cock shoved into her, spreading her apart. She cried out, writhing in pce. So big. And so sudden. And so good.
It was the first time she’d been assaulted from two dires. Though she’d been growing day-by-day more aced to the new piece of equipmeween her legs, she hadn’t growo both. In fact, for the most part, her pussy had gone ignored, Natalie fog her efforts—and lustful indulgences—on the newer, more exg tool.
But both at once. Her cock, ed with tight, bumpy wetness, and her pussy, filled up and spread apart by a thick, wiggling vihe duo of sensations disassembled her. Her brain dissolved into a hot sludge, and she whined and thrashed i’s grip.
As if sensing her ining climax, the vines picked up speed, wanting to match her enthusiasm. The pussy plunged onto her cock with renewed vigor, and so did the thrusting cock cramming her insides. Natalie shook with ecstasy, hot washes of pleasure starting to crash through her. So close. She was so close.
Then, the vine inside her swelled, and a spike of arm shot through her.
“You aren’t—?”
She didn’t get to finish. The thrusting vine shivered, theed inside her. Warm, gooey liquid filled her, pulsing out in thick waves. It spilled intushing, and the sensation was enough to throw her over the edge.
Her hips arched upward, her muscles straining, and asm wracked her body. She ejected thick strings into the hole stroking up and down her dick, filling it with her own cream. And not just one climax, but two. Her pussy cmped down on the cock pumping out wave after wave of hot, gooey liquid into her womb.
Every muscle in her body seized, erasihoughts, and Natalie shook with white-hasm. Her lower half thrust in rapid little twitches, milked out by two eager attendants. She was vaguely aware of obse phrases leaving her mouth as she cried out, whining and i, but she wasn’t scious enough tnize what she was saying. Probably better she didn’t.
When her captor had milked out everything she had to give, and also stuffed her womb unbelievably full of gooey hotness, the vines set her down areated bato the wall, satisfied.
Natalie y on the floor, panting, cum dripping from her pussy, and her cock stig into the air, wet and still twitg.
Eventually, she came back to her senses. She groaned and pushed herself up, head swimming. The explosive high of that event had left her thoughts fuzzy.
She hazily scooped up some of the cum dribbling from her. It had the same sistency as what she’d expect, but had a green tint, and smelled more … she didn’t know how to describe it. Pnt-y. Like cut grass.
So weird.
She didn’t think the material was … potent. Probably just something to add to the enter. That said, even the off-ce was a source of no small amount of arm. Especially with how much had been poured into her. It would be a rather unfortunate bump in her career. There were methods to reduce the risk nancy, but no magic cure-all potion. s were the most effective way to get around the issue. And even if there were a potion, who would say it worked against pnt cum?
Pnt cum. Natalie shivered, the strangeness of the situatioling in, and especially the shame of how enthusiastic she’d been. But, fuck. It had felt so amazing. She could get used to that sort of treatment.
She stood. White-green cum dripped dowhighs, into her pants, which were looped around her ankles, never fully removed. She grimaced and wiped herself to the best of her ability. How bad did she smell, after that? When her friends fouhey were going to have some questions. At least it smelled more ‘pnt’ than ‘cum’.
What a situation.
She used her teen to help wash away the worst of it off her thighs, between her legs, and her cock, though she could hardly get herself .
That done, she looked around the room.
As expected, the closed-up pnt bud had flowered. An enormous six-petaled flower stretched open, and inside, even from the distanatalie could make out thick pink liquid.
Intrigued—and trying not to think too hard about what had just happened, and especially the eagerness she’d showed—she approached.
Ihe flowered pnt ool of glowing pink liquid. Nearly half a bathtub’s worth; the flower was enormous.
Natalie’s first instinct was to [I] it.
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[Spirit of Iility] — e to eliminate ce nancy.
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Natalie gaped. Did that mea cum was fertile?
No, she doubted that. She couldn’t say why, but she felt exceptionally sure in the fact. Just a ce.
Rather, this was a reward to aid her iure. The dungeon’s boon for having “fed” the vines. So that when the day came, she had a ‘magic cure-all’ on hand, as she’d put it a sed ago.
Which was nice.
She’d hardly turn it down.
Still, it was all so weird. And how would she collect it? Even if she filled her teen, the small tainer wouldn’t put a dent in the pool.
Maybe with a monster core?
Natalie fingered one of the smooth gss balls from a belt pouch, the against the pool of liquid. In the same way she had with the ore she’d mined earlier, she drew it into the pocket space.
The liquid slurped into the ball, quickly depleting. Natalie had only half expected it to work, so she twitched in surprise when it did.
It took around a mio empty. Eventually, and to her surprise, the pool emptied entirely, the impressive tainer draining into the monster core.
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Monster Core - Tier 1
Holding: [Spirit of Iility] (100% Capacity)
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Perfectly desighe entire pool had lined up exactly to one hundred pert capacity of a tier one monster core.
“Well,” Natalie said, staring at the gss ball filled with the strange liquid. “Thanks, I guess.” She said it half to the dungeon, and half out of incredulity to the whole situation.
Then, just to be sure, she poured some out and drank a dose. The liquid tingled on the way down, potent and fruity.
She retty certain it was unnecessary, but better safe than sorry.