by Kuragari » Tue Jul 23, 2013 7:28 pm
Everything was black to Candy as she lay on the ground, her mind and body still reeling from the activities she had already engaged in since entering the temple. Her sub-conscious self was busy trying to figure out what exactly had happened, not being entirely certain of how to feel about the feelings mulling through it.
Poke Poke
You see, Candy had never considered herself a slut. Sure, sex was fun, but money and not getting caught by the law was more important than getting a good screw. It didn't help that most of the people she'd done hadn't been all that satisfying, which had eventually lead her to believe that perhaps she just wasn't all that sensitive or receptive to the pleasures of the flesh.
Yet it had taken very little for two monsters to have their way with her, with her enjoying and basking in every single ripple of pleasure they had given her. The feel of them inside her...
Poke Prod Poke
She had essentially acted like a bitch in heat, or a slut who hadn't had a cock in years. True, the chemicals the plant monster had secreted had some part to do with how receptive she had been, with the same being said for the Minotaur who had just filled her to the brim with his cum, but now that her sub-consciousness had time to think, it realized something that it wasn't exactly pleased to reach.
It hadn't just been the drugged chemicals the creatures exuded. She had felt what they could give her, and had wanted it. Craved it even. They had just been so good...the feeling of fullness, of a wriggling, throbbing dick (or vine) shooting in and out of her...
Prod Poke Poke Poke
What the heck was poking her? Another adventurer? Another monster wanting to have its way with her, to rape her and fill her to bursting with its seed...
Images of the plant monster flashed through her sub-conscious, and as she was pulled from the black void she felt her body begin to warm from that thought, her pussy moistening slightly.
Blinking slowly, she let the world come back into focus as she looked around, noticing that she was still in the same hallway she had been in before, her clothes sitting in a pile nearby with a vial of some sort next to her.
She felt the prodding again, and turned to search for the source, her head swiveling to her right where she felt something poking her thigh...
It took every ounce of willpower she had to not juice herself in an strange mixture of delight, arousal, and shame. She fought down the sudden instinct to grab the vines of the tentacle creature that was gently poking her and begin taking them into any hole she could stuff them into. A combination of two things kept her from doing this; a desire to keep some level of dignity...and a strange sense of familiarity. As if she could feel some sort of bond to the creature prodding her...
Wait...this one...its smaller than the one that fucked me...and...and it looks like...
Her jaw dropped open as she stared at the creature in stunned amazement. The plant creature before her was none other than one of the creatures she had helped birth but a few hours ago. In fact, though she wasn't sure how she knew this, she knew that it was the last one she'd birthed...and that it had come to check up on her.
"H-Hey there..." She murmured, trying to offer a weak smile to the creature, though she was unsure if it could see her or not, she didn't see anything that looked like eyes. She wasn't quite sure what to do, and the strange feeling of knowing what it was feeling at that moment did not help.