Quickly the trio decides to help
Island of Change Collaberotica Version
Chapter 12
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distantmark
She murmured something quietly to the two men and all three of them turned to see you suspended in the air. They looked at each other and spoke for a few moments, too quiet for you to hear and walked toward you.
“Ah ha!” A voice boomed out of no where.
Coils of bamboo shot out of the ground and latched onto the leash, a single stalk penetrating the loop holding the three shorter lengths of leash together and grew. The there people were pulled in separate directions until their leashes were pulling on their necks violently. Suddenly the loop in the center broke and all three people dropped onto their knees in relief. Additional roots, vines, plant tentacles, erupted out of the ground. The two men quickly found vines wrapped around their manhood and immobilized by them. The woman saw this and tried to run but the remaining length of leash was caught and pulled face first to the ground, moments later her ankles pulled apart and subjected to similar intimate violation by another vine as the men.
Perplexed you watch as the selective restraints begin to make their prey rock slowly. Over the next few minutes you can watch as the men become erect in their bondage. They should be trying to run, this is not the time to be getting off. Slowly you realize that they don’t have a choice, the farther away man is trying to free himself from his erotic bonds, more so than the other man who seems to have surrendered to the will of the plant. The woman hadn’t completely surrendered to similar treatment but as she struggled she became more immobile. After a few more moments even she began to submit to the forced pleasure.
The closer man was on his knees and hands, bound only by the bamboo jerking him off. He began humping more and more quickly until he came. He relaxed immobile, unsure what on earth was going to happen next. Just like your scream. The plant decided quickly. The ground behind him opened up, a hole that looked decidedly mouth shaped, a chamber lined by hundreds of teeth made from roots. He saw this and tried to crawl away in post orgasm paralysis. Calmly the branch around his penis firmly pulled him back to the mouth and at the risk of being castrated he weakly resisted as he fell into the mouth. The ground mouth then smiled as it closed over him, stifling his sudden panicked calls for help. Slowly his pleas became quieter and quieter, presumably being pulled deeper into the ground. Terror stricken and terror aroused the other man erupted as his friend was consumed by the earth. Instead of a mouth dozens of tentacles shot out of the ground and pulled him into the sludge. No mouth, simply down into the muck. Pure terror on the half of the face you could see. He sank into the dirt. Unlike the first guy you could clearly hear his pleas for a few moments until his lungs emptied of air and then silence. Silence from him, the woman was forced into a rapturous violent climax.
Two humans on the path looked into the bamboo hearing her. The man and woman looked at her bound to the ground and ran toward her to help, she tried to wave them off but couldn’t move. They were coming to help, or at least looked like it. She put her hands up in a warning gesture, or at least as far as the vines would let her. They didn’t stop. The same ground mouth opened up behind her and her ankles were pulled toward it, “No don’t! The plants are alive! RUN!” They stopped trying to process the preposterous statement. Her legs were now entirely in the mouth, “Get away! GET AWAY!” They turned around too late, more bamboo came out of the ground and formed a fence of bars between them and the path. They kept coming out of the ground forming two small cages of stalks. The woman infront of you growled in frustration and was cut off as the ground closed it’s lips around her hand. It puckered as it sucked her all the way in and smiled as her screams were pulled further away.
The new couple began the same fate as their clothes were torn away and bound to the ground similarly as the first trio. What kind of weird hell are you caught up in? This definitely seemed like a place humans shouldn’t have access to. Something rustled the bamboo stalks near you causing you to jump, or you would have if you could move, bucking helplessly in your bonds was more accurate.
“Thank you for the food, using bait is fair more effective than hoping for wanderers.” This was the same voice as before. Something ascends from below on the maximum end of your peripheral vision. It snakes it’s way into the center of your field of vision. It is a woman, or at least from the waist up, and a wooden imitation of one at that. Leaves for hair, shaped wood for the rest. From the waist down was a singular, curvy, snakelike stalk leading below the ground. Her…it’s imitation face was uncomfortably similar to yours. She leaned in, human eyes appearing where the imitation wooden ones were. “My goodness…you…you have my exact same body before I became trapped here. You look exactly like I did when I was a real girl. Well not exactly.” The bamboo girl squeezed your tits firmly, almost painfully, “I wasn’t as well endowed as you, but I doubt you came here with these.”
The bonds around your mouth relaxed and you finally receive your first free breath since before sunset. It seemed cool and invigorating as it passes over your dry lips. Half a day has passed without anything to eat or drink and you realize how hungry you are. With freedom to speak restored you open your mouth to ask about something to eat and drink. Before any sound comes up your throat you wonder if talking to a plant that has you tied up is a symptom of hunger and not reality. Like moments before a stinging line burns across your butt interrupting your hesitation. The bamboo woman…thing grins deeply at your pain, “Answer me bait.” Partly yelping in pain and wanting it to end you forget your hunger and respond to her question, “Wait? My tits? No some candy in my room made them bigger.” She frons a little and whips your butt again. “OW! STOP IT!” She did and squeezed again, “Let me guess a pair of 34Cs is what you came here with right?” You nod wondering why on earth it would want to know that, and how, “Yea..why..?”
Behind the anthropomorphized plant, the couple was being consumed by the ground. The man weakly held to the bamboo cage stalks as a mouth slurped him down. The woman was trapped in a cage of bamboo descending back beneath the ground and pulling her panicked into the sludge. Slowly the ground pulls their hands below of the surface and once the sound of panicked screams fades there is no trace on the surface what had happened.
She firmly grips your throat and gently moves you to the ground, the other vines simply release their holds on you as you descend. “Because that’s exactly what I had when I came here.” You try to stand but she forces you down to your back with little effort compared to your struggles, “So what? We would have been twins?” She continued to descend upon you moving her lips to yours and speaks while being heavily distracted, “I want your body.” “WHAT? NO! No no, that’s not happening!” This snaps the woman back to the present, she smiles and moves her mouth to your ear and kisses it gently, “Yes, yes it is. I’m leaving with it.”
She kisses you forcefully on the lips, grinding you into the ground. You are NOT going to be under the control of another woman, at least not twice in one day. She has blocked your mouth and you cannot object, verbally. Your hands are free and in rage you jam you thumbs into her eyes to pry her off. Or at least you thought you did, she is still holding you to the ground. After a moment you confirm your thumbs are in her eyes, or at least the wooden representation of them, where did the human eyes go? Was she all wood now? Were there any soft parts you could attack like a normal person? You ball your fits and pummel her from her ribs to her neck, all yielding no apparent result.
Her kiss continued without her stopping to breathe. Not that a malevolent piece of wood used a mouth for it. You however were starting to suffocate, and get weak. She continues and your limbs get heavy and numb, your eyes blur and the sensation of falling into a warm, damp, and blank void consume your perception.
“Ah ha!” A voice boomed out of no where.
Coils of bamboo shot out of the ground and latched onto the leash, a single stalk penetrating the loop holding the three shorter lengths of leash together and grew. The there people were pulled in separate directions until their leashes were pulling on their necks violently. Suddenly the loop in the center broke and all three people dropped onto their knees in relief. Additional roots, vines, plant tentacles, erupted out of the ground. The two men quickly found vines wrapped around their manhood and immobilized by them. The woman saw this and tried to run but the remaining length of leash was caught and pulled face first to the ground, moments later her ankles pulled apart and subjected to similar intimate violation by another vine as the men.
Perplexed you watch as the selective restraints begin to make their prey rock slowly. Over the next few minutes you can watch as the men become erect in their bondage. They should be trying to run, this is not the time to be getting off. Slowly you realize that they don’t have a choice, the farther away man is trying to free himself from his erotic bonds, more so than the other man who seems to have surrendered to the will of the plant. The woman hadn’t completely surrendered to similar treatment but as she struggled she became more immobile. After a few more moments even she began to submit to the forced pleasure.
The closer man was on his knees and hands, bound only by the bamboo jerking him off. He began humping more and more quickly until he came. He relaxed immobile, unsure what on earth was going to happen next. Just like your scream. The plant decided quickly. The ground behind him opened up, a hole that looked decidedly mouth shaped, a chamber lined by hundreds of teeth made from roots. He saw this and tried to crawl away in post orgasm paralysis. Calmly the branch around his penis firmly pulled him back to the mouth and at the risk of being castrated he weakly resisted as he fell into the mouth. The ground mouth then smiled as it closed over him, stifling his sudden panicked calls for help. Slowly his pleas became quieter and quieter, presumably being pulled deeper into the ground. Terror stricken and terror aroused the other man erupted as his friend was consumed by the earth. Instead of a mouth dozens of tentacles shot out of the ground and pulled him into the sludge. No mouth, simply down into the muck. Pure terror on the half of the face you could see. He sank into the dirt. Unlike the first guy you could clearly hear his pleas for a few moments until his lungs emptied of air and then silence. Silence from him, the woman was forced into a rapturous violent climax.
Two humans on the path looked into the bamboo hearing her. The man and woman looked at her bound to the ground and ran toward her to help, she tried to wave them off but couldn’t move. They were coming to help, or at least looked like it. She put her hands up in a warning gesture, or at least as far as the vines would let her. They didn’t stop. The same ground mouth opened up behind her and her ankles were pulled toward it, “No don’t! The plants are alive! RUN!” They stopped trying to process the preposterous statement. Her legs were now entirely in the mouth, “Get away! GET AWAY!” They turned around too late, more bamboo came out of the ground and formed a fence of bars between them and the path. They kept coming out of the ground forming two small cages of stalks. The woman infront of you growled in frustration and was cut off as the ground closed it’s lips around her hand. It puckered as it sucked her all the way in and smiled as her screams were pulled further away.
The new couple began the same fate as their clothes were torn away and bound to the ground similarly as the first trio. What kind of weird hell are you caught up in? This definitely seemed like a place humans shouldn’t have access to. Something rustled the bamboo stalks near you causing you to jump, or you would have if you could move, bucking helplessly in your bonds was more accurate.
“Thank you for the food, using bait is fair more effective than hoping for wanderers.” This was the same voice as before. Something ascends from below on the maximum end of your peripheral vision. It snakes it’s way into the center of your field of vision. It is a woman, or at least from the waist up, and a wooden imitation of one at that. Leaves for hair, shaped wood for the rest. From the waist down was a singular, curvy, snakelike stalk leading below the ground. Her…it’s imitation face was uncomfortably similar to yours. She leaned in, human eyes appearing where the imitation wooden ones were. “My goodness…you…you have my exact same body before I became trapped here. You look exactly like I did when I was a real girl. Well not exactly.” The bamboo girl squeezed your tits firmly, almost painfully, “I wasn’t as well endowed as you, but I doubt you came here with these.”
The bonds around your mouth relaxed and you finally receive your first free breath since before sunset. It seemed cool and invigorating as it passes over your dry lips. Half a day has passed without anything to eat or drink and you realize how hungry you are. With freedom to speak restored you open your mouth to ask about something to eat and drink. Before any sound comes up your throat you wonder if talking to a plant that has you tied up is a symptom of hunger and not reality. Like moments before a stinging line burns across your butt interrupting your hesitation. The bamboo woman…thing grins deeply at your pain, “Answer me bait.” Partly yelping in pain and wanting it to end you forget your hunger and respond to her question, “Wait? My tits? No some candy in my room made them bigger.” She frons a little and whips your butt again. “OW! STOP IT!” She did and squeezed again, “Let me guess a pair of 34Cs is what you came here with right?” You nod wondering why on earth it would want to know that, and how, “Yea..why..?”
Behind the anthropomorphized plant, the couple was being consumed by the ground. The man weakly held to the bamboo cage stalks as a mouth slurped him down. The woman was trapped in a cage of bamboo descending back beneath the ground and pulling her panicked into the sludge. Slowly the ground pulls their hands below of the surface and once the sound of panicked screams fades there is no trace on the surface what had happened.
She firmly grips your throat and gently moves you to the ground, the other vines simply release their holds on you as you descend. “Because that’s exactly what I had when I came here.” You try to stand but she forces you down to your back with little effort compared to your struggles, “So what? We would have been twins?” She continued to descend upon you moving her lips to yours and speaks while being heavily distracted, “I want your body.” “WHAT? NO! No no, that’s not happening!” This snaps the woman back to the present, she smiles and moves her mouth to your ear and kisses it gently, “Yes, yes it is. I’m leaving with it.”
She kisses you forcefully on the lips, grinding you into the ground. You are NOT going to be under the control of another woman, at least not twice in one day. She has blocked your mouth and you cannot object, verbally. Your hands are free and in rage you jam you thumbs into her eyes to pry her off. Or at least you thought you did, she is still holding you to the ground. After a moment you confirm your thumbs are in her eyes, or at least the wooden representation of them, where did the human eyes go? Was she all wood now? Were there any soft parts you could attack like a normal person? You ball your fits and pummel her from her ribs to her neck, all yielding no apparent result.
Her kiss continued without her stopping to breathe. Not that a malevolent piece of wood used a mouth for it. You however were starting to suffocate, and get weak. She continues and your limbs get heavy and numb, your eyes blur and the sensation of falling into a warm, damp, and blank void consume your perception.
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July 28, 2023
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