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Silence reigned heavy in this dense and alien forest, the only sound the rustling of the wind through leaves and the buzzing of insects.
That was until something broke through the thicket with fast and heavy footsteps.
Morticia's breath was racing, as was her heart, as she dove straight into a thick cluster of dark, blue-ish looking plants, hoping that the numerous thick vines would sufficiently hide her. She winced when her leg scraped over the ground, further aggravating a wound she had received nearly half an hour ago, when a shot from a laser gun had grazed her.
Gripping her own laser gun tightly for protection she kneeled down and lay in wait.
She had barely hid herself, when a bunch of beast-like aliens broke through the thicket just a few seconds later. They were still hot in pursuit of the teenage girl, even after all this time; and they still looked just as pissed off as before.
Just Morticia's luck that the first solo-adventure in months that Rick allowed her had been an errand for him, straight into dangerous territory.
Or perhaps it wouldn't have been so dangerous, if those beasts inhabiting that planet hadn't reacted so violently towards Morti's perfume that she had worn for a gathering with Jessica.
How was she supposed to know that these creatures were highly allergic to lavender? And prone to angry outbursts?
Thankfully her pursuers were none the wiser to her little hiding space and just kept on running, until they were no longer in sight and only their angry howls were audible deep in the distance.
Morticia released the breath she had been holding throughout this tense moment, though she didn't leave her spot just yet. Better to wait until the coast was completely clear.
With that she wiped the sweat off her face and kept kneeling down, her eyes staring intently out into the forest.
Now, if the nervous teen had ripped her eyes away for just a moment and properly inspected the plants she was hiding among, she might've noticed ahead of time what was about to come. How slowly, one by one, these weird-looking vines started twitching, coming to life...
Instead she almost suffered a heart attack, her heart jumping straight into her throat, when she felt something warm and a bit slimy carress the skin on her back, right over her ass where her shirt had hiked up.
With a gasp of surprise she whipped her upper body around and trained her weapon on whatever creature had managed to snuck up behind her.
Only... there was no creature.
Just one of these... vines standing up in place and feebly twitching towards her, as if confused and saddened by the sudden lack of skin contact.
Morticia studied it silently, her brows furrowed.
It appeared weird, now that she got a closer look at it. Less like a typical plant and more like a... like...
It was catalogued somewhere in the back of her brain, the perfect comparison to use for this thing, but she didn't have time to search for that information. The footsteps were coming back towards her and Morticia swallowed down a curse, before turning her body forward again, towards her enemies.
She trained her gun on the bushes her pursuers had ran through and waited with bated breath.
Voices were audible in the distance, the beasts clearly confused after losing sight of the girl. Morticia's breath came out in short and shallow puffs.
The vine returned to its previous position, carressing her back and slowly moving upwards, until it disappeared underneath her shirt. Meanwhile two more vines were touching her ankles and creeping tentatively inside both her pant legs.
Morti tensed. The finger on her weapon's trigger twitched.
Goosebumps broke out all over her skin as more and more of these plants began to explore her body, the urge to flee from her hiding spot growing with each second. She feared that she had unwittingly served herself up to some carnivorous plant. She feared that staying put and letting these things surround her would lead to some bad outcome.
But... running out of her hiding spot and straight into the arms of her pursuers would be even worse. So would making too much noise. Morti simply had no more energy in her legs left, to run another half hour or more.
And so the teen forced herself to stay still, her stomach doing nervous flips and her mind praying that the beasts would run off soon.
Contrary to what she had been fearing those plants weren't trying to restrain her; or to harm her. No, if anything those things seemed almost gentle, curious even, as they glided all over her, thoroughly exploring her body and leaving little trails of slime on her skin and clothes.
A frown appeared on Morticia's face over the stains, but otherwise she allowed herself to relax, figuring that she was in no immediate danger.
Though her breath did eventually catch in her throat in sudden anticipation, when two or three of these things found their way underneath her shirt, underneath her bra, and pushed said bra over her breasts with ease. Immediately she was subjected to the sensation of warm, limb-like things brushing softly over her exposed bosom, teasing her nipples... before wrapping themselves around her torso and around both her tits with intent.
Something primal deep in Morti's subconscious began to stir. An instinct. A warning, that made every muscle in her body tense in preparation and her nipples unwittingly harden.
But instead of her body getting ready for an attack, it prepared itself for something else...
The voices of her pursuers were disappearing back into the forest for now, but the teen could not fully appreciate it, because she suddenly found herself in a new nerve wrecking predicament.
The two vines that had wrapped themselves around her tits began to squeeze and toy with them, drawing a soft gasp from Morticia's shivering lips and driving warmth up her cheeks.
And when four more vines slithered up her legs and ass, the brunette finally remembered the comparison that had escaped her before.
Tentacles.
Oozing, numerous and hungry, tying up helpless girls in compromising positions, spreading their thighs apart, before plunging themselves deep inside...
Morti had seen them often while looking up porn online.
Cold fear gripped her heart. And heated anticipation gathered in her belly. She had no idea how far these... tentacles would go.
She had no idea how far she wanted them to go.
By now it was becoming crystal clear that this wasn't just some mere mindless fauna, but something of higher intelligence. And it was glaringly obvious what it wanted.
Multiple of these tentacles wrapped themselves around Morti's belt - one even reaching forward to loosen said belt and zipper on her jeans - before they all in unison pushed her pants down. The teen made a valiant, but ultimately futile, effort to hold on to said pants with one hand, the other one still gripping onto her laser gun, in case she was discovered.
For a fleeting moment she considered turning said gun against the plants... but quickly decided against it. The noise of the weapon would definitely attract unwanted attention and besides, it was near impossible to shoot all of these things. There were just too many!
Too many for her to stop them. The combined effort of seven tentacles pulling made the brunette lose her grip after just a moment. Her jeans ended up somewhere around her knees, exposing her smooth and trembling thighs, her milky pink panties... and the prominent stain right in the crotch of said panties.
One tentacle, growing quite bold, immediately dove towards it and rubbed its head into the stain, pushing the soiled fabric against Morti's cunt and creating a rather obscene sound.
The stain grew a bit in size. Morticia's breath hitched.
Even the brunette couldn't deny it at this point: She had gotten wet from all the previous groping. Quite a lot, judging by the ease with which her underwear slid over her crotch.
Despite her feelings on the matter and the danger she was still in, her own body had betrayed her. Hell, it still was betraying her: Creating little, traitorous sparks deep in her lower belly, each time the tentacle managed to rub itself over her sensitive clit.
As for the thing itself, it moved quickly and with purpose, rubbing the evidence of Morticia's arousal all over her crotch, like one would rub a puppy's nose into its own mess.
See?, the plant seemed to say to her. You like what we're doing. Your body is ready. So, just relax, open your legs and let us in...
Morticia gulped audibly. Her blushing face went forward again, to the rest of the forest, intently scanning it for any enemies. All while the tentacles kept rubbing her eager cunt through her panties and squeezing her sensitive tits, until her nipples had hardened to the point they almost hurt.
Despite the raging storm of conflicting emotions in her head, the muscles in her trembling thighs began to relax, as if on their own.
...Would it be so bad?
She was alone right now. No immediate danger in sight. What could the harm be if she just... allowed it? After all, it wasn't like those things were violently forcing themselves on her, like in her porn.
And, hell, shouldn't she deserve some type of break after running from her pursuers for so long? After going through all this harm just to please Rick?
Shouldn't she deserve to feel good?
Before she could think any better of it and possibly get cold feet, the teen's free hand moved downward, gripping the waistband of her panties. She hesitated. One second. Two. Three...
Then she pulled her underwear downward. Not all the way to her knees. Just far enough to expose her pussy, her labia wetted and parted and ready.
The tentacles needed no further invitation.
One immediately dove into her awaiting heat and it was only when a slight stinging pain passed between her legs that the teen realized that she had just given her virginity away to some alien fauna.
There was no time to regret her decision or mourn the loss of her hymen. The appendage burrowed itself deep into her with strong and steady thrusts that rocked her entire body forward. The teen was forced to lean forward and plant her free hand on the grass, just so she wouldn't topple over.
The thing fucked her with precision and determination, its appendage pressing deeper and deeper into her, as if working towards a clear goal.
Suddenly, and without warning, the pressure doubled. Morti groaned, heat collecting in her cheeks in mass and even spreading down her neck. She didn't need to look over her shoulders to realize that a second tentacle had joined.
It was a lot. Too much for a virgin like her to handle, to have two tentacles pump into her at once. Each time one of these things pulled slightly out of her, making her think that she could finally take a breath, the other would thrust back into her in one strong shove, forcing a moan out of the overwhelmed teenager.
Morticia closed her eyes and let her head hang low, her long hair hiding away her flushed face. All thoughts in her mind had ceased, her senses fully focused on her insides instead...
Then she twitched violently and ripped her eyes back open, upon remembering where exactly she was. How she got into this position in the first place.
Remembering her pursuers she scanned the forest once more, her right hand still gripping her gun in case of an attack. But there was none. She was still alone.
With a quiet exhale she relaxed her muscles a bit, though she tried to stay more alert after this. She also tried to bear the constant assault on her insides. Neither was easy.
Especially not when she felt a third appendage tentatively poke its head in-between her folds... before joining the other two in fucking her.
Morti groaned. Her mouth opened, ready to protest... but no sounds were coming out, the combined thrusting of three tentacles enough to have banished her ability to form words.
It was just too much...
Her cunt felt thoroughly used and worn out already and the way these things pushed so sharply into her cervix made her head spin.
The plant seemed to sense how overwhelmed the teen was by all of this, because it began to knead Morti's tits anew, as if trying to distract her from the thrusting down below.
All it did was make things worse, though, as the teasing of her hardened nipples created heated sparks. Sparks that raced straight down in-between her shaking thighs, making her drenched pussy even more sensitive in response. Her gasps and moans took on a desperate edge and she began to writhe underneath all this onslaught.
At this rate she wasn't gonna last long.
And, against all expectation, it somehow got even worse.
A fourth tentacle eagerly shoved itself inside, stretching Morticia out even further until her abused pussy couldn't possibly take on any more. The teen hissed sharply at the burning stretch... then gasped out loud when the combined strength of those four tentacles managed to break through her cervix.
Pain exploded deep inside of her, only to quickly be washed out by something even more potent, as all those tentacles immediately began to thrust into her womb.
It was-... Morti couldn't even say what this sensation was.
These tentacles were thick, warm, slippery and shockingly flexible. They pushed and curled around inside of her with ease, exploring her insides, pressing into sensitive places that the girl didn't even knew existed. They also all moved individually, so that multiple places inside her cunt and womb would be stimulated at once.
Morticia damn near lost her mind.
Heat and pleasure and lingering pain drove through her insides in continuous waves, rapidly driving the teen closer to the edge.
She opened her mouth again, to warn the plant, to plead with it to slow down, because oh god, this is too much, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum if you don't stop this instance.
There was no warning for when the plant was about to reach its climax. Morti wished there was. Because the sudden feeling of hot and liquid cum flooding her insides was just so much! Enough to make the teen gasp out loud and rip her fevered gaze down, towards the tentacles currently fucking her.
They all had stopped their thrusting at once and were now busy emptying their seed into the girl's awaiting pussy. Like a garden hose turned on they were all pumping like mad, shooting their lust straight into her womb, fertilizing it, filling it, and making the teen feel full...
Morticia came with a heated and broken moan, the pumping motion deep inside her cunt and cervix enough to topple her over the edge. She squeezed her eyes shut. She let the gun, her only protection, slip from her fingers and land forgotten on the grass. She clenched her vaginal muscles tightly around the pumping plants, unable - or perhaps unwilling - to let go.
Then all she registered was stars.
When she finally returned back down to earth many seconds later, gasping and burning up from the inside, it was to the sound of excessive dripping and the feeling of wet heat running down the inside of both her thighs. Though her muscles were gradually loosening up again and her breathing began to slowly normalize, the plant was still stuck in its climax.
Morticia should've probably been worried when she looked down, only to be greeted by a rather prominent and steadily growing bulge in her belly. Her womb was struggling with the amount of cum flooding it and by now almost half of the liquid entering her kept dripping right out of her swollen pussy.
For a while Morti closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths, hoping to cool her burning body down. She was still riding on the high of her orgasm and the teen allowed herself a moment to just be, to enjoy the sensation of her well-fucked cunt and well-filled womb.
She made no move to get away from the tentacles.
It seemed only fair, after riding out her orgasm on the pumping appendages, to allow the plant to ride out its own climax to completion.
It did fuck her pretty good.
Though... the pressure in her belly was admittedly starting to become too much.
A grimace passed her face and sweat began to pool on her forehead, when the feeling in her womb started to edge a bit too close towards painful. But before she could voice her discomfort aloud, or move away, the tentacles finally stopped their frantic pumping on their own.
Morticia chanced another glance down.
She looked... fully pregnant, almost, her shirt having hiked up on its own to make room for her new belly. A weird flutter of something passed through her guts at the sight. Though she couldn't quite decide yet if it was a flutter of nervousness or of excitement, knowing that it was all cum she was filled with.
...Shit, was that actually bad?! Should she be worried about pregnancy?
...Could she even get pregnant from that? How would that even work?
These were all questions for later. Before she could ruminate too long on this the plant finally pulled all its appendages out of her with an obscene sound, leaving her worn out pussy feeling weirdly empty... for about a second or two, before excess cum began to trickle out of her. The feeling was not much different from when she was peeing and even the sound was kind of similar, as all that liquid gathered in a puddle on the grass.
Without thinking Morti put one hand on her swollen and aching belly, feeling the punishing pressure underneath her skin. Then she pushed down on it.
Her reward was even more cum flowing out of her pussy, the teen exhaling in relief upon the pressure in her womb easing up a bit.
The tentacles returned in an instant, shoving themselves deep into her abused cunt with surprising speed and stopping the flow in its entirety.
As for the ones that were still wrapped around Morticia's upper body, those gave her torso a short, warning squeeze. She got the message instantly.
"Sorry!" She hurried to placate the thing. "I wasn't thinking."
Did it understand her? It seemed to be satisfied at least, after a minute or so of Morti not fighting against it, and removed itself entirely from her body.
The teen hurried to close her thighs and to clench her lower muscles, trying to keep as much of the seed as possible inside of her... though a little bit was still flowing out despite her best efforts.
There was still way too much in her, her womb straining uncomfortably, but the teen tried to bear it. For now, at least. Until she was safely away from the plant and any other danger and could push the rest out in peace.
That reminded her...
Picking up her forgotten gun she looked around the area, listening intently for any sign of her pursuers.
But there was none. Obviously. If her pursuers had still been around they would've easily detected the girl during her moaning orgasm and... Morticia wasn't even sure what they would've done to her.
And she honestly didn't even want to know.
Thinking further on it, she couldn't believe that she had been insane enough to consent to all of this. Getting fucked while she was still in danger... Giving up her virginity like this... Letting herself be bred by a fucking plant, of all things...
Worse still, the experience had been pleasant enough that, if given the option, the brunette wouldn't be entirely opposed to do it again.
Yes, even the part were her womb was filled to the brim. Even if it resulted in some fucked up pregnancy down the line...
A crimson flush spread on her face when the teen eventually got up on tired and shaky legs and cum instantly dripped onto her feet. She held her round belly once more, without pushing down on it, and gave a long and steadying exhale.
In her mind she was already taking notes on the coordinates of this planet and the exact location of the forest these plants were living in.
Now, if only she could find a believable way to hide any evidence of the sex and to convince Rick to let her out on solo adventures more often.