Heyow! Another Mamono from the land of Oz, brought to you by Jeiel Yozama~! It's another special one. BTR180 requested me this a few months ago and I finally gained the proper string of ideas to make her possible. Remember the Dark Forest where the Wicked Witch lived? I made it a little more... livelier. Here's the realm link: JeielYozama/Fan-Made_Mamono_Realms_-_OZ_(Premediate) - and here she is!
MOCK ENT
Ent Family
Plant Type
Habitat: Dark Forest of Oz; dark corners of Oz where no light is ever seen (especially Demon Realms)
Disposition: Gloomy, malevolent, selfish
Diet: Detritus, mana of human men
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A race of Mamono classified as 'living trees' rather than mere spirits tied to trees. Originally not of Oz, its ancestor was smuggled out of its home realm and planted in the unfertile soil of the Deadlands, an empty area found in the border between Munchkinland and Quadling Nation. Little did the perpetrator to this realize that under the influence of Ozian magic, the Mamono mutated and covered what is now the Forbidden, Dark Forest of Lucoda.
Mock Ents have a peculiar trait of hiding their faces behind masks of decayed wood, which are considered extensions of themselves and are as diverse as carved expressions on Halloween pumpkins. Past that, they have unclothed, mottled-brown skin that camouflage in the cover of night. The shoulder lines and the surface of their limbs have bark-like texture able to injure skin when rubbed in the wrong way. Their hands and feet end in huge skeletal digits which are actually, root growth that add up to their terrifying overall. Their jet-black hairs are in snaky tendrils reaching for the sky. To those who gaze upon them, what awaits them is a pair of melancholic red eyes and lips believed to be tinged of their blood.
They have a sunless view of reality, just like the faded color in them. They see no desire to make contact with other OzianMamonos, nor do they desire to be recognized by anything else. Dryads are afraid to even nest on them (as the Ents are trees in classification), and most creatures stay away from their territory - for a very good reason. They are quick to lash out to any and every moving thing within their territory with deadly, malefic intent. They violently assault intruders using their tendrils of hair without showing the slightest of care, then leave their victims in an unrecognizable state drained of energy and will to move. Such hostility readily places them in the same league as Deadly Poppies -and make them just as feared in the plant Mamonos of Oz.
They have a policy for living in the area to which they first took root. However, when resources are depleted, they uproot themselves and shamble along with other Entsen masse, their procession seen as a personification of a death march. Along the way, they start to bloom their own unique flowers : a pair of dead buds that emit DE in the form of fog. Any Ozian seeing an incoming mist from out of nowhere is sure to scurry, as it means a march of Ents are headed that way. If that individual fails to escape, he/she is sure to be unwittingly carried by the traveling Mamonos until they find a new dark space to plant themselves.
In their docile state, Ents are able to sustain on feeding dead and decaying matter. Their buds, which live for three months before dropping off and leaving the tree bare for a year, emit the fog as a mechanism to obscure sight. Idiots who continue to trespass into their home will encounter their masked appearance and ignoring that threat is their malevolent assault. These chain of defensive measures are what keep their forests of habitation untouched by other existences except their own.
Then again, they are Mamonos, and once in a while, they crave for spiritual energy from men. To achieve their need, their twin buds bloom and shine a hazy brilliance from their center. The emanating light is discernible enough past the Mamono fog as glowing spheres, so a male individual who sees this will be curious enough to inspect (towards females and other Mamono, they will dismiss this as bewildering, and will avoid the light at first sight). Entering the fog, the DE in the mist will tamper with the man's sense, ousting him to reach out for the balls of light as if it were his prized possessions, and by then it will be too late for escape. The Ent will have her hairs seize his limbs and she will proceed with milking him of his semen through the hairs (if the man swatted the flowers away, it would stun her giving enough time for him to flee. The flowers are said to be their one true weakness, and if they were caressed by a man she acknowledges she would be completely immobilized ).
The rough caress of the tendrilled hairs of the Ent on a man's penis is not something to be taken lightly. The feel is almost as if it were an actual girl's hand was wrapped around his member, impatiently demanding for his semen. The attack will be too much for her victim - instead of terror, he will be swallowed by arousal to a point he is unable to move. None of his limbs will be able to resist, and so he will calmly submit to his ordeal.
When the Mamono ingests his ejaculation for the first time, curiosity for the male sexuality will surface within her. She will unmask herself and forcefully milk him by either hand or feet, the mist working to her advantage to alter the man's perception of the situation (to him, it'd be as if he were being pleasured despite her handling his penis with aggressive zeal). She will find herself hot and bothered by her doing that she will force his penis into her. She will tirelessly assault him until he is turned incubus, and by doing so, he becomes her exclusive property.
A husband to a Mock Ent is doomed to a simple cycle of events that will happen to him everyday: eat, sleep, and sex. 1 - the Mock Ent will hunt for her husband, passing him the nutrients she saps from wildlife via mouth-to-mouth, 2 - the Ent and her husband will develop a laidback persona and sleep most of their time together, and 3 - as mentioned. Purely addicted to her man's seminal fluid, she will use every part of her female body to wheedle it out. The fog produced by her sister Ents will empower him to a degree that he no longer views pain whenever he is having sex with her, but rapture to the highest order. To the eyes of the Ent, her husband is but her masochistical toy and only she can grant him that, not any other Mamono or fellow Ent. The husband can never leave her side; and at the same time, no one can dare to approach her or the man, lest they are able to counter her rape of every sensual nook and cranny in retaliation.
Ents proliferate by the means of their twin flowers exploding upon their annual wilt, and a single light from each scattering against the wind. Their glowing pair of seeds are carried to a desolate corner of Oz, and once it lands, the first sproutling will ingest magic and DE from the Ozian atmosphere. In a technique similar to photosynthesis, a single bud will emerge from the center of the sprout that produces the Mamono body. This manner of reproduction will occur only when their flowers are in bloom.
In the past, there had been talks of Deadly Poppies and Ents being cross-bred together by Emerald City, but no one knows for sure. If such were true, the resulting graft will be an uncontrollable abomination to the people of Oz, and one that may one day, upscale both its elder species in its capacity to incite terror.
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TL Note: The Mock Ent has a little bit of connection to future realms I have planned. Besides that, she has a similarity in violent proportions to the Deadly Poppy, another plant Mamono I made before. Hair fetish plus bondage and a love for semen? Kind of extreme, but that's how she is. Anyway, feel free to rate her! I'm all ears!