Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )
Cumming and giving up on trying to free herself as the plant fed drug works on her body, making her want it even more then she thought was possible, Christine felt at the very least, her body starting to react if not her mind, her hips starting to roll as much as they could against the tendrils below, only helping them fuck her a little harder while the one raping her mouth continued to steadily feed her, though now it was in slight drops and drips, before she felt the vines convulse suddenly and Bath her insides with heat, lubricating her further and giving her another heavy dose of the aphrodisiac before returning to effortlessly sliding into her, Christine just a living food supply for the plant anymore.
Above her, the bud continued to slowly grow, getting slightly larger every time she came, and the vines showed no signs of slowing, stopping, or letting her go, the steady motions ensuring her nipples were tugged in perfect tandem with each thrust before the plant noticed her now rolling hips.
As if all of this simply wasn't enough, the mesh covering her front extended one final creeper, slipping around her peeking clit to cause each motion of her hips to send a raw burst of pleasure through her body as it was tugged, the plant now using her own motions of lust, and possible struggles against her. She knew in her mind that the moment she came again, and started to squirm and writhe, that the light tugging that was driving her closer to another orgasm would increase dramatically, causing her orgasm to go on and on...
There was nothing else to do now but take it, each motion, each jarring sensation of raw ecstasy that the plant was heaping onto her with every passing moment, time now being almost impossible to judge in any other way but counting her orgasms, and watching whatever was growing in response to each.
She had been beaten by her own mercy, and locked in this plant as part of it's lifecycle, likely for a very long time if she couldn't use her magic to escape. At the very least that full hour, which was ticking by as if time had slowed to a crawl.
her tail, which had been seized, but otherwise ignored, was pulled up to her side and held there, stopping it's occasional twitching and struggles, while her mask ceased growing. The plant almost seeming to want her to watch whatever was growing above her, to see the result of it abusing her complete lack of freedom and utter helplessness with each passing moment. How long had it been? She truly had no way of telling. But it was after she had come more times that she could count, literally losing the will to anymore, her body overworked, and still being ceaselessly fucked, that she saw Brianna sitting in front of her in a wicker chair.
Pissed off the Fairies didn't you. she said matter o factly, as if this could be the result of literally Nothing else. But she made no move whatsoever to help Christine out of her predicament, instead watching. Another massive orgasm left Christine writhing and twisting uselessly against the plant, causing Brianna to let out a small gasp, her tails waving around lazily, one hand drifting along her own inner thigh. The Fruit, that was indeed what it seemed to be, was starting to take proper shape, it's rind a pale blue, and it's shape small right now, but certainly round, like an apple or an orange.
Make you a deal Christine... she said softly, eyeing the Kitsune in the plant. I want that Fruit. Made from you, your magic and your nectar. And if you let it grow, rather then trying to escape and destroy this plant, I'll let you free when it's done. After that, I've got a bag of gold coin left from my own days among the humans that you can have in exchange. To help you blend in better. she offered, still making no move to help, and indeed, seeming to be aroused by watching Christine.
