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You don't even fight the gag. Kinky. Olivia teased, leading with a little more skill then Dillian, keeping the leash slack and swaying a shapely ass in front of Christine as they walked, the jungle starting to open up next to a river.

As they moved, the trees were getting more sparse and soon they started to give way to large green stalks instead of thick trunks and very thick grass. Dillian they found entirely fine, but stuck and he seemed pretty annoyed about it, the Hunter having stepped in what appeared to be a low lying bloom, thick red petals arrayed around it on the ground, his foot stuck in the yellow center which was apparently very very sticky. Olivia started laughing. Very Graceful Sir Hunter. she snickered, unable to help herself while he stuck out his tongue. Tired of this stuff already! had to punch a bee the size of a hunting hound earlier. How do I get out of this gunk? he asked, Olivia laughing harder. What do you think Christine? Should we help your stuck human?
 
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Enjoying the view, Christine nevertheless keeps looking around, finding the vegetation near the river to be rather peculiar. After a while they find the hunter. Dillian appears to have made an embarrassing mistake, which amuses Olivia to no end, for a good reason.

Christine considers the question for a while before nodding. Dillian had been rather sweet of late.
 
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Snickering, Olivia nods and approaches the flower with Christine in tow, reaching down to stroke the petals gently, making the entire 8 foot wide flower shudder, the petals curling slightly before laying back down, the center of the flower rising up in response and thinning the sticky layer in it's center that had snared him. Stepping forward he still needed a tug to free his foot but once he was loose he snorted and shook his head. Thanks. he said, blushing a bit while Olivia hid her smile behind her hand. At least you were close, what you want is over there, the big green one. she said, pointing further ahead to a large closed bulb resembling a rose hip but nearly 10 foot tall and just as wide.

Welll, at least to finish, there's plenty of fun that'll fuck your kitsune's brains out.... And you OWE me for this, And yesterday. So. Set her up with something because i'm insisting. she said, looking back apologetically to Christine before handing her leash over. Tentacles? Eggs? Seeds? All of the above? Maybe... Ooo there's an idea... she said, spying a large purple bloom hanging from a thick branch. while Christine had a chance to look around the large clearing with... A very wide variety of things she'd never seen, everything from Enormous lilypads on the water, to gigantic piture plants, and odd red roots that broke the earth with several holes along the surface of them. Dillian meanwhile nodded. I'll be about an hour with olivia because apparently I don't have a choice and she wants her payment now. Find something that looks interesting I guess Christine, And yea.... it'll all fuck you, in some manner or another. My ass is still sore from the damned red things. Sat on one... turns out! They're not picky. It's why I owe her on top of this little outing. he admitted.
 
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Christine mentally takes notes on how Olivia deals with the plant. It wasn't likely to come handy, but you could never be sure. Pick something... It really was nice of Dillian to offer her a choice, but it wasn't like she knew what any of the plants would get up to, apart from the general idea... Looking at each plant in turn, she finally heads towards the purple bloom.
 
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Heading for the purple bloom, Dillian stopped her for a moment, and ungagged her, before removing all her restraints except her collar, and the cuffs around her ankles, without the chain, as well as making the chain between her breasts recede, taking a moment to kiss her hungrily, before winking at her and tying her leash off to the tree with the blossom on it. Have Fun. he said once the kiss broke, before Olivia Ahem'd rather loudly and Dillian rolled his eyes where only Christine could see it before turning and following her.

As she approached the bloom, it shuddered, before slowly opening, revealing a wide soft interior, with a thick central stalk extending down a foot from it's center and dripping with something very reminiscent of Honey, a burst of pollen rising into the air as the petals opened and making her feel. She could see it better now, there was what looked like a green orb like growth on the top of the branch above the blossom, connected by three thick vines, while the petals held themselves open above her, the pollen light and pleasant especially to her nose, nor was it trying to trick her. She Knew full well her body was heating up and could step away, and knew that the honey would likely tempt her even further. It made no move to actually grab her or force her, instead extending very thin slightly glowing tendrils from around the central stalk, less then half an inch thick, bright yellow, a total of maybe 12, the thin tendrils drifting over her skin slowly and while some curled around her, they had no strength in them. She could feel a very light tug, more like an invitation, then a demand.
 
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Once the restraints are removed, Christine wraps her arms around Dillian for a deep kiss, winking at him as he pulls away.

As the hunter turns away, she approaches the plant, curiously poking at it and letting the tendrils wrap around her before slowly stepping closer, actually curious about what it would do.
 
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The tendrils spent more time feeling her out then trying to grab her, and could extend quite a ways, stroking her from her neck just below and above her collar, down her entire body to her ankles before reaching the ground. Meanwhile the petals themselves were slowly closing around her, the tendrils trying to get her to stand in the center while it continued to drift Pollen down over her skin.
 
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Christine shivers as a tendril runs down her spine while the others start exploring her body. Allowing herself to be guided, she finds herself standing in the middle of the enormous flower, while being slowly covered with pollen.
 
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While the small tendrils weren't strong, or very insistent, they were certainly getting curious and were spending more time sliding between her legs and over her breasts and nipples, moreso the latter while the petals slowly closed. It was nice actually. There was no rush, they were just flower petals. Though they were certainly stronger then the tendrils as they curled gently around her rather then simply closing, curling their silken surface around her upper arms and thighs, lifting her off the ground and starting to slowly turn her upside down, the central stalk being positioned between her legs, sliding along her petals where that honey Immediately set her blood on Fire with need, her hands trying to reach her breasts and folds to relieve the sudden desire that had burst inside her. She'd never wanted to be filled more in her life and it seemed that was certainly the plan as the head of the stalk got closer to her folds as she slid along it, while the thinner tendrils were slipping just into her petals to hold her open for it, lust dripping from her depths.
 
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Christine gasps softly as the tendrils start running about on her breasts, but she politely keeps her hands to her sides, only eeping as the flower suddenly picks her up and flings upside down. Flailing her legs in the air, she gasps as she suddenly feels the central stalk spreading honey on her netherparts. At first the honey feels cool and pleasant, but in mere moments it seems to set her blood on fire with need, and the kitsune and only moan as she struggles, aching for the flower to start fucking her already even as the thin tendrils spread her folds open so lewdly that she is suddenly glad to be in a time where videocameras aren't invented yet.
 
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Struggling, the plant gripped her a little tighter but thanks to the soft and pliant texture of the wide violet petals holding her, there wasn't even a Hint of discomfort for it. As she got into position, she got what she wanted as she felt that slick stalk sliding passed her folds to push into her as she was drawn up onto it, sliding deep into her depths until it pressed against her cervix, the other petals now curling in to close completely, sealing her in darkness inside the flower while the stalk began to slowly thrust.

With the honey applied directly to her inner walls, the unnatural heat wouldn't fade but her body was made Incredibly sensitive for it, forced to cum almost immediately as the stalk brushed her cervix for the second time.
 
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The flower manages to be soft and strong at the same time, easily keeping Christine still as the thick stalk takes its time before slowly sliding into her folds. Inhaling sharply, the kitsune realizes that it must have covered her inner walls with the honey as well, and sure enough she moans with pleasure as it starts to pull out before pushing itself all the way back inside, making her stop struggling as her inner walls twitch from the powerful orgasm, satisfying the immediate need yet making her want it so much more.
 
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The plant, it's beautiful petals curling and sliding around her, it's thin tendrils just brushing along her body and wrapping around her tails, seemed far more interested in pleasuring her then in anything else for several long, very enjoyable moments as the stalk continued to slowly thrust and twist.

The petals that had curled around her limbs were drawing her further up into the center of the flower, while the stalk itself retreated slightly into the bloom, allowing it to place her hips squarely on the large plants surface directly, and continuing to pull her even further as it surprised her by starting to open up above her, the plant drawing her into what felt like a very tight inner cavity of the plant, pulling her in hips first to avoid any complications with her writhing while the world began to turn again as the entire plant turned itself, And her, right side up, a second stalk identical to the first in every way sliding into her ass carefully and slowly so as not to hurt her, while they all worked to push her, along with gravity's help, into what was becoming a skin tight bag, that was now slipping passed her upper thighs and navel as she continued to slide into it.
 
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For several moments, Christine just hangs there, panting as the flower continues pleasuring her. She squirms but doesn't try to struggle as the plant folds her, pushing her ass against its center. Gasping softly, the kitsune finds herself being pulled through the center into some kind of inner pocket even as smaller tendrils wrap all around her tails, keeping her from swishing them about. All of a sudden she feels another stalk pressing against her pucker and she tenses up for a moment before forcing herself to relax as gravity slowly pushes it inside while she continues to slide downwards. Moaning softly, she idly wonders whether the plant would surprise her yet again... not that she would mind.
 
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Without any struggling to deal with, just squirming, the plant was happy to continue slowly fucking her, letting the powerful toxin in it's nectar, and the unique surface of the stamens inside her to pleasure her while it continued to draw the Kitsune down.

Inch by inch, more of her was forced into the small compartment, looking down she could see just how tight it was, feel it against her skin. It outlined her so perfectly that it left Nothing to the imagination as it continued to move her body. Her arms were kept box tied behind her, and her knees were pressed to her chest and apart.

As her breasts slid down passed the center of the flower, the pleasure of that tight covering tugging on them bolted through her body, until she finally disappeared, and found herself hanging underneath the plant in perfect darkness. The top sealed above her, trapping her inside, while the pair stamen continued to twist and writhe inside her, something thick and sticky starting to coat her entire body while something clamped over her mouth. It didn't push passed her lips, but it did cover her mouth and nose, feeding her air constantly as she was continually coated in whatever this was, her entire body on perfect display underneath the bloom while it continued to steadily fuck her.
 
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The flower, it seems, wanted to be a skintight bodysuit. Though Christine has her questions about the sanity of such a plan, she continues enjoying the ride as her insides are coated with its aphrodisiac from the twin stalks that steadily thrust into her while numerous smaller tendrils squeeze and tug at her breasts and nipples. As she sinks deeper into the pocket, her breasts feel like they're coated in the aphrodisiac as well, and she screams with pleasure of another orgasm even as some kind of airtube seals around her mouth and nose, allowing her to breathe freely. As her head and feet are pulled inside the pocket as well, the kitsune finds herself quite blind as well as deaf to anything outside, no matter how visible she was from the outside. Some sort of thick substance starts coating her, and she can't help but notice the similarity of it with the resin she encountered earlier as the flower slowly and thoroughly coats her entire body.
 
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Christine would find that this was not the case, concerning the resin, as her skintight suit kept her very firmly trapped, each climax being eagerly absorbed by the plant as it used her all on it's own for another 10 minutes.

Being mostly deaf, she was entirely unaware until it was nearly on top of her, that something flying had landed above her on the bloom, looking for something, before her covering split at it's base, over her folds, and the stamen withdrew.

As it did, a scent flooded the air as that nectar she was coated in began to drip in small amounts around her folds, something felt climbing down her tightly held body, before a thick, slick, pulsing organ was pushed into her, fucking her hard and deep, her body swinging in it's prison as whatever had grabbed hold of her was thrusting.
 
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For ten long minutes the twin stalks inside her keep gently pleasuring Christine, driving her through three more orgasms as the smaller vines continue stimulating her sensitive orbs, making her pant and gasp and scream with pleasure. All of a sudden a loud buzzing noise fills the flower, and though she cannot see the source, the plant moves under the weight of some giant insect.

Then the flower splits, but instead of opening normally, a small hole appears around her netherparts and the plant vacates her flower as the strange insect moves around, finally wrapping its limbs around the entire flower as something much thicker presses against her, causing her to gasp as the thick organ spreads her folds wide, immediately pushing itself deep inside her with a mixture of pleasure and pain. By sharp contrast with the flower, the insect immediately starts roughly pounding her, causing her to mewl submissively as she fruitlessly tests her bindings.
 
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Struggling against the tight plant flesh that held her, Christine could only wriggle and writhe, giving quite the show to anyone watching as that tight membrane showed off every curve of her body while the Bee continued to roughly pound her, that thick organ continuing to piston into her body.

Slick, thick, and hot, the pulsing length moved, withdrawing and driving forward again and again while it did whatever else was required by the ecosystem here that had driven this evolutionary path between the giant insect and the enormous flower. Her perspective being from a society more advanced would tell her, After she was done being pleasured with or entirely against her will, would be obvious, but for now as those thin tendrils slid over, gripped, groped, and rolled over her breasts, and that thicker stalk continued to undulate inside her ass, she was trapped and used as bait and as a fuck toy to draw the bee in, and it had worked quite well as her pleasure continued to spike, fall, and spike again.
 
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Panting heavily, Christine squirms as the thick stalk keeps undulating in her ass while her flower adjusts to the thick organ of the bee, causing the pain to melt into more pleasure as the bee fucks her fast and hard. Going limp, she moans helplessly as the thin tendrils continue toying with her sensitive orbs, drawing another orgasm out of her. The kitsune's tails continue moving of their own volition as she relaxes as best as she can, only to tense instinctively as another orgasm draws close and makes her scream, giving her scant few moments to recover before the next one starts to build up...
 
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