She squeaked. She's never been touch by anyone, other than herself on occasion, but by a plant. She never saw it coming. "Get away!" She hoped someone would come across her and try to help me. She felt a tendril poking at the corner of her mouth, but that didn't bother her, she tried to move away from the ones moving below.

Sesserath laughed cruelly at her feeble attempts to escape, the tentacle tickling the corner of her mouth finally pushing betwen her lips, rubbing against her tongue and working as effectively as a gag as the tendril between her breasts begins spurting hot, thick liquid across her chest and down the flat of her stomach, coating her soft skin and soaking her uniform. "I think not, my dear. You are my plaything until I am bored with you. Serves you right for falling for my ploy..." he chuckles, hoisting her up into the air with the tentacles around her legs

She opened her eyes wide in suprise as one of them pushed past her lips. She shook her head, trying to free herself from it. She was unable to speak anymore as muffled panics was all that was heard. Her body felt warm when the liquid went down to her stomach and soaked her brand new uniform. She started to grab at random vines and tried to pull them away.

Sesserath let her dangle for a moment, his seed dripping out of her the thin weave of her shirt, and over her long, pale legs, as the tentacle in her mouth thrusts back and forth inside her mouth, just enough to tickle her gag reflex, stopping her from screaming as a tentacle about her leg begins probing her tight little asshole between her cheeks, his eyes glimmering with desire for this botany-obsessed bookworm.

Her eyes widened when she felt it touch her ass. She began to thrash about in the monsters hold, but it did not help much. For a plant it sure was strong. Why does everything have to happen to the new girl?

He chuckled to himself at her signs of surprise, not yet entering her ass, but slowly lowering her suspended, soaking body, spreading her legs wide so that she slowly descends onto his thick, long shaft, impaling herself with her own weight, feel a moment of suspension before her hymen breaks under her own force, before the long, thick, hard appendage begins to fill her.

She winced and screamed into the tendril in her mouth. Her body quivered and she arched her back as her cherry was poped...by a plant. She hung limply in the air, suspended by the vines.

His eyes gleamed brightly as he felt her split, delighted that he was the first to penetrate this lovely girl as he wrapped two more tentacles around her waist, sliding her back and forth across his long, thick shaft as the tentacle teasing her ass finally pushes itself in, giving her something to fill each hole as the thrusting tendril in her mouth nuzzles itself against her tongue, giving her a full taste of it before it begins sliding down her throat, testing the limits of her gag reflex.

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