While she was indeed frightened of the pain, a part of Merideth found it even more nerve-wracking to just hang there and wait as he prepared her. Don't get me wrong, she was thankful for the measures that he was taking for her, but part of her just wanted to get this done and over with. In addition, there was another part of her, one that she was trying to convince herself was just a natural biological reaction. One that needed this. Yearned for this.

She let out another sharp sigh as she felt the creature's lips and tongue against her neck, leaning her head a little bit to the side to give him better access to the warm, pale skin on her neck. It's just a natural reaction, she told herself. My body is simply reacting in a way that it believes will protect me from further harm. There is no shame in this.

Then why... did she still feel so embarrassed?

She had little more time to think this through, as she felt something break through inside of her, felt something open up... and soon enough, she felt the creature's root firmly plant itself all the way inside of her. Her eyes were open again, and she took slow breaths, trembling still as she slowly willed herself to get used to the feeling of being filled for the first time. It didn't hurt, exactly. Thankfully, the enzymes had done their job to numb her pain. At the same time, however, it felt incredibly, almost uncomfortably new to her, as she hadn't been aware of just how far in he could reach inside of her.

Part of it, though, didn't feel so foreign. It was new to her, sure, but, well... the only way she could think to describe it? It's as if it almost belonged there. This thought frightened her, but at the same time, seemed to excite her.

She still doesn't look at him, even so deeply lodged inside of her, even as he speaks to her. The only sign that Merideth had even heard him in the first place was another very tiny nod, and the slightest little wiggling of her hips, moving the appendage barely a centimeter with her, but enough to get the point across.

She was suspended above the ground, hymen broken with the blood and juices that he could not suction up rolling down the inside of his thigh. The blood mixed with nectar was always a delicacy and one he did not need virgins to achieve all the time.

Still she had not fought him and even helped him get at her better. He tasted her neck, his moist tongue rolling against it before he pulled away from her slightly. His hands falling back to her breasts giving them a gentle squeeze as she nodes, her restraints dipping her up and down his body, slow at first until the path within her grew easier to travel and he brought her down quicker to match those upward thrusts.

You are so tight my dear Meredith. So incredibly so but before we finish here you will know true pleasure like you have never known before ...

It was one thing having your virginity taken, another to have it stolen by a needy tree but she was handling this all to well he thought. She would adjust well to life on the island and he had looked forward to harvesting her nectar again though it was rather doubtful that she would return to this area … then again he could be wrong, she did seem to be of the inquisitive sort.

She felt herself start to be slowly pulled along his shaft by the vines, taking sharp breaths. Every time she was slowly lifted up, her walls cling to him tightly, and she whimpered. Once she was lowered back down, she felt her back arch, and something akin to a moan escaped her lips. She was indeed very tight, and the hint of nervousness coursing through her seemed to tighten her up even more.

As they continued on, though, she seemed to relax a bit more, once more giving in to the new and unusual sensations. Her hips wiggled just a little bit every time she was impaled, not able to do too much more in her current position. Not that she'd know what else to do, given. It was clear from her body's actions, the nectar still filling her tight channel, and moans slowly more often spilling their way past her lips that she was indeed going to have no problem finding pleasure from this.

Her face was already rather flushed, but his words send another shiver through her as her cheeks redden even more. She appeared to be trying to say something in response, but in addition to not knowing what to say in response to that, she didn't quite seem to be in the proper state able to put together a sentence.

Indeed she was tight, her nectar generated in copious amounts as he brought her down over that root a little deeper each time. Birch could feel those tight walls clinging against him, hugging her closer and while it seemed that she was incoherent at the moment.

In addition to collecting the nourishment spilling forth from her body he derived pleasure from this joining. The added delicacy of her life blood mixed with her nectar as he moved her against him a bit quicker now as he let out a muffled groan as he licked and sucked a breast. His hand capturing the bouncing other one and giving it a squeeze.

While it was not a requirement he enjoyed the fact that she was deriving pleasure from this. When he hunted at times with Thudd the giant was often rough.

He would steer her clear of the giant though he was sleeping now. You are too tight sapling. I … I may not hold out for much longer.

Merideth seemed all too compliant as she arched her back, further offering her heaving mounds to the creature that was harvesting her. Despite the fact that she was getting closer and closer to her orgasm, she did, on some level, seem to register his words.

...Hold... out for...? W...Wait a minute...!

She finally seemed to find her words again. "W-Whatdoyoumean? W-W-Wait..." So this creature could actually... actually... erm... release seed? She had assumed that the appendage that was inside of her was merely one used to collect, not to... Her eyes widened as she shook her head a bit, tensing once more, trying to connect her thoughts to words. "H...How does that even...?" Though she wasn't sure if him releasing anything inside of her would be able to amount to anything, she didn't want to take a chance, if there was one.

Birch groan against the pressures that had been sweeping over him as he drove himself inside her, deeper and deeper he quested feeling that sweltering heat of her body. He was not use to holding back his own release but she was so compliant and it was her first time too so she took her words as a request and diligently did his best to hold back the inevitable.

Because you asked for it, sapling. His pace slowed though each press into her was deliberate and full.

She seemed concerned, or maybe curious he did not know which for he could not read humans all that well. It is merely the realease of … enzymes. The same s-sort used to qwell any pain and discomfort.

I use those to – to mix with your nectar to – ahh – begin the harvest. After release it – it fires into you a-and mixes w-with your juices. He stopped moving for a second hoping that she did not move much if any. After collecting himself he began to move her back and forth against him.

I then suck up all the fluids. It is harmless to you. He explained as he pumped slowly back inside her.

She was somewhat surprised, and perhaps a little thankful for him slowing down briefly. For once, she seemed to actually sustain eye-contact with the plant-like being, listening carefully. Or, well, as carefully as someone can when they're taking what is basically a ten-inch cock inside of her for the first time. She was both curious and concerned as to what would happen. After all, she didn't want to get poisoned, or have tree-babies clawing making their way out of her-- ...Yes, let's just push that mental image aside, now, shall we?

When he was done explaining, she her expression seemed a little less nervous, another sigh escaping her. Or that could have been from his long, slow thrusts into her pulsing depths. It was honestly hard to tell at this point. "I... o-okay. Th-That's..." She gave a nod, this one a little stronger than she had given before. "...That's f--ahh--It's fine..."

And in an odd move that may have surprised both her and her "partner", she lifted her legs, her legs awkwardly trying to wrap themselves around the creature, as if to invite him to thrust as deep and as hard as he'd like inside of her. She doesn't say this out loud, of course, but she doesn't need to-- her actions should be able to speak for themselves.

Her legs wrapped around him, inviting him to partake more of her. Birch gazed into her eyes, this close to her he was attempting to read her actions. He though he understood and trusted that she would tell him otherwise had he guessed wrong.

Vines retracted from her arms then as his hands set upon her hips, moving her over him, that incredible tightness that had surrounded him as he pushed his way into her tight core as he thrust up at her.

His mouth swept against her lips. His moist tongue swept against her lips as if seeking silent admittance.

There has been no pain? He had asked as he rocked back inside her delighting in the fact that despite the reality of the situation it had seemed if she were coming around nicely.

As her arms were freed, she lowered them, hands resting on his shoulders as she attempted to support herself. He moved her hips over him, and she didn't do anything to resist, seemingly resigned to the inevitability of both the act itself and of her own pleasure from it. Her mouth remained open, emitting short gasps and moans as he thrusted into her.

While the kiss did surprise her at first, causing her to tighten around him even more, if possible, she quickly recovered, allowing his tongue entrance into her mouth and their tongues to entwine with one another. She wouldn't have imagined that she would have been this free with her first kiss, but to be perfectly honest, after everything that was going on right now, she didn't think it that big of a deal at the time.

They separate the kiss, and she looked positively entranced. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, cheeks still glowing bright red, almost enough to make her freckles disappear, and her jaw remained open. Upon his query, she tried to give a shake of the head. A little hard to move your head side to side properly when you're constantly being bounced up and down, but she did her best none the less. Even if he misunderstood the gesture itself, it was clear from the look on her face that she certainly wasn't minding any sort of pain right now. In fact, from the slowly escalating pitch and volume of her cries, it wasn't going to be long until her pleasure would completely overtake her.

His tongue had not been coated in saliva but more of that pain numbing enzyme as it crept into her mouth freely as he could feel her hands pressing down against his shoulders. He bounced her up and down that root that dug a little deeper into her once untried body, opening it up even greater as he pressed inside her.

Her smaller body bounced with each thrust into that petal as he continued to harvest the nectar that bloomed within her passage.

Perfect ... He repeated as he commanded and reshaped nearby plants to coil around her bouncing breasts, squeezing them as he supported her waist with each thrust. Really, she could not deny him had she wanted but he appreciated the fact that she did not seek to fight him. He had a need and he was using her to fill it though of course he found that he rather enjoyed her company as well.

Birch knew the gestures for yes and no, though he wouldn't have guessed why her 'bark' colored. He tried his best to read her expression though. Good, sapling. I would hate to have injured you in some manner throughout the harvesting process. You are doing quite well sapling for this being your first time.

She had been amazed before at just how deeply he managed to go inside of her, but now, she was in complete awe. She was clearly beyond any words, possibly managing to give him a "thank you" for his compliment, but it honestly came out as mostly-garbled nonsense. Her body jerks slightly as the vines circle around and grip her bouncing breasts, just another push closer to the edge.

Right now, she didn't care about the supposed wrongness that her first time was being given to "Treebeard Junior". She had an equal-- or perhaps greater-- lack of care right then that, when the pain-numbing enzymes wore off, she would probably have difficulty walking for a while. Her mind in a haze, spinning with different thoughts and new, amazing sensations, she could only grasp onto one clear thought for certain: She couldn't hold back.

"AH... I... AIGH...!" was her only warning before her body suddenly jerked again, shuddering as her muscles tightened around his shaft in a vice-grip, constricting as if she had no intention of ever letting go. Her nectar flooded her passage, soaking his root. It continued for a long time, her just clinging to him as she lost herself in the moment.

Birch felt her unwinding, her passage slick as she came undone. His root drawing in that sweet nourishing nectar. He greedily drank as he held her down over himself and just drank.

The foliage on her breasts retreating as he captured one letting his thick tongue give one long lick over the nipple as his hands crept to her ass holding her in place.

He had not released into her, the process was about seeking her own heated state, in drawing out the nectar that he sought to harvest as he was doing right this instance as he felt the press of her body against his.

He did not waste a single drop, nor did he remain ideal here and now as his tongue roamed over her breast and his hands squeezed her ass.

Yes, offer up that nectar, little sapling, give it all to me.

He drank up that release for all it was worth, feeling stronger as he did so he moved her against a tree, there he thrust into her a few more times to encourage that nectar from drying up. Birch kept her pinned there as he gazed at her in that moment.

How was that experience, sapling? Normally he would not care but he was ravenous and she had the fruits of nourishment that were now stealing their way through him at that moment. She had not overly fussed about matters or fought so he had only hoped that she had been well rewarded for that here today.

The creature's further caressing of her soft flesh only prolonged the orgasm further, causing her to shudder as it continued to feed from her pleasure. Her spasms just kept going and going, hands gripping his shoulders and legs wrapped around him. As he pressed her up against the sturdy tree behind her and thrusted into her a few more times, she let out a couple of quiet "ooh"s, clearly enjoying it.

When it was all over with, she just gazed back at him, still dazed. Her skin was still flushed, though her breathing had slowed, and her lips remained just a little bit open as she basked in the afterglow. "...W...Wow..." was her response. He'd promised her pleasure, and he had most definitely delivered on that promise. "That was... that was just... oh, wow..."

She tried to gather her thoughts, snap out of it. She blinked her eyes and looked down to where they were still connected, noticing the blood for the first time. She winced uncomfortably at the sight, and looked away. It's not as if she was uncomfortable with seeing blood-- after all, she was planning on being a vet, still-- but she had been perhaps a little surprised at the amount. She'd felt her hymen break through, but it didn't really hurt. Seeing it dripping down gave her a sudden disconnect from her mind and the state of her body.

"...Are you... ah..." she tried to think of the right way to put it. "...Are you... feeling stronger again?"

Birch held her in his powerful arms as he pressed her up against that tree. The feel of her body intense as the pressure of her body nearly has his root bursting forth with that pain numbing enzyme. He is glad that he is able to live up to his word as she clearly enjoys her first experience.

She was nothing but agreeable in this matter even though she had not wanted this initially. Quiet pleased that she indeed came around. Just a few more strokes inside that warm core of hers as he drained the essence that she supplied, that he eagerly sucked up, that he needed so much. She was part of him now and while he is caught up in the circle of her legs he does not wish to brake it keeping the sapling that was responsible for another day close at hand in that moment.

I am pleased that you have enjoyed the matter, sapling. You seem ... He searched for the right words that the doctors had used and while it was a simple one he revealed it to her. Nice … I believe that is the word I am searching for.

He appreciated being her first, despite her initial reluctance.

Indeed I am feeling a bit stronger. I could drink more but you have been kind enough to give me this much of your nectar that I shall manage for the next few days without feeling the decline of my health.

"Ah... erm. Th-Thank you." For a brief, very fleeting moment, she seems to almost smile at the compliment. Almost. She would usually return the compliment, but... well. He had been a tad forceful about this at first. Not to say that she thinks that this creature is all bad or anything, of course. He had been very gentle with her, and she had appreciated it. She'd caught snippets of the horror stories that some people would go through, of lots of pain and not very much pleasure, and she was glad that it had not been like that with her.

She'd just lost it to a creature that she was unaware could even exist, is all.

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.............Right. Let's... save that for later.


She manages to narrowly avert the sudden panic attack, letting out a sigh. "I, I'm... I'm glad I could help. Just, ah..." She winces very slightly. "I...In the future, if... I mean... if... if we..."

She trails off, not exactly sure how to put it. She honestly isn't sure if this is going to happen to her again, after all, and she isn't nearly confident enough to tell him that he can do this anytime or something like that, but... "...Just... try to ask first. Please. I...If you can." Given, she'd still probably be hesitant, but manners do go a long way. And this creature doesn't seem to be avoiding manners, exactly, just... doesn't know better, perhaps.