Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20181110104529/@comment-34904368-20181110130057

I began to get up, stepping off the bed and into my slippers to do the usual buisness of getting rid of the vines. I untangled the ropy appendage around my leg before tossing it off the bed.

Slowly, bomes cracking, I shuffled across the room to the window, grabbing any vines that had latched onto the windowsill and tossing them off. I heard them thud on the ground three stories below. I then cleared the vines from the floor, bundling them up in a roll not unlike a hose and tossing them all down. I reached for the last one, when something stung my hand.

Instantly, I went limp, falling to the ground in a heap. Some sort of toxin?!

More vines began to snake from the window, snaking around my body. A few grabbed my legs and hefted me to my feet under the shoulders, before smaller ones coated in honey(?) advanced.

They snaked up through my clothes, slathering the sticky substance all over my skin and illiciting moans from me. I was lifted and pleasured at the same time, off the floor, out the window, and into the flower. I watched as the buds contracted, shutting me off from the outside world.

Glowing orange eyes lit up the flower as I snapped my head to look.

An Alraune...

She coiled a few vines around my legs, spreading them, before falling on me like a Succubus.

My dick still hurts.