A Whole New World (Closed )

[TirithIre]

Glavix had been living on a planet named Pherion for over a century. He had grown, shrunk... he had mated, and survived. It was what he did. He was highly intelligent... much like a dragon though, as he grew bored, he tended to fall asleep more often. When he was fully 'awake', he was a plant... almost like a Venus fly trap, he laid dormant, though it wasn't the large leaves that posed the 'threat', but rather the vines that lay around his immediate area.

They all stemmed from him, for he WAS a male... the argument was made that plants were uni sexual, in that they weren't either male nor female, and while perhaps the biology of such a statement was true, the 'character' that made up the plant known as Glavix was definitively male. He had grown bored, and had fallen asleep one too many times though.

The trees overhead had created a canopy that blocked out the sun, and the animals upon which he might feed off of had long ago learned not to get too close to him. So he began to grow weaker. First, it was his ability to control the vines... his main ability to trap and drain the pleasure from his prey. He fed off of phosphorescence, or... he also fed off of pheromones. He fed off of pleasure so to speak.

Yet without the food he needed, he began to curl slightly into himself, drawing himself into a coma like state. He sat within a clear glade in the middle of one of the forests of Pherion, and with that, he silently waited. He knew sometime... someone would come... he knew eventually, a prey would come close. He would simply have to wait for them. He had no idea his next prey was going to be quite so... delectably filling!

His actual being was a light green plant, with reddened bases to the leaves. His vines lay dormant around the glade, it was a glade of course, and even as he 'slept' he was still physically fine mobility wise. Much like the Venus fly trap, he would lay in wait, until the right time to strike was upon him!

 

[atenai]

Giselle Harding was a far younger woman than her captain had realized when he was commissioned to take the female scientist aboard to explore the opposite hemisphere of the newly-colonized planet someone had dubbed 'Pherion'. He had assumed he was waiting for a woman of fifty or more... nothing could have surprised him more than the blonde twenty-five year old woman hiding her figure under a masculine button-front white shirt and less-than-fitted tan slacks suit. He'd stared at her until she reached the ship, and then hastily offered to take the small red duffel bag she lugged over one shoulder, a similarly colored canvas bag with all sorts of warning signs in black and neon yellow in her other hand.

Giselle had seen the captain staring at her as she walked up, but only dropped her eyes and give him her bag when he offered... this trip was not about her, it was about some weird forest that her professor had begged her to go investigate instead of TA-ing his biochemistry class. There was some kind of unique emission coming off the few trees from the forest that had been cut down to begin making way for a new settlement, and all work had been halted until a scientist could come make sure that the emissions were not harmful to the people who wanted to colonize the as-yet-untouched third continent of Pherion. Since she knew her professor really wanted to go himself (and she had a soft spot for the man), she had agreed to go, and transmit her findings back to the university that was growing larger every day.

The captain had led her to her cabin aboard ship and then when she hadn't said anything beyond 'Thank You', had fled, leaving her alone to herself for the remainder of the voyage. It was only as the retro-rockets were firing to bring them into position to land that she received a knock on her cabin door.

Giselle had gotten a short nap, and now sleepily responded to the knocks. "Yes?"

"We'll be landing as close to the construction site as we can, miss...er, Dr. Harding," the captain told her, forcibly keeping his eyes on her face as she started finger-combing the waist-length fall of blonde hair that had so captivated him before. "They had cleared a landing site that we will use if the emissions we were warned of have dispersed. Otherwise I will have to ask you to walk from the nearest safe landing zone."

"That's fine, thank you," she replied, suppressing a yawn as she shut the door in his startled face. The information she had gathered had told her she was unlikely to need anything more than the short-sleeved shirt she was wearing, but she gathered the suit coat she had worn to the port, sliding it on anyway. Her slacks were heavy-duty fabric, for anything she might encounter in the field, but the suit coat was silky, something more feminine despite her attempts at a plain wardrobe. It couldn't be helped. She slid into the coat and triple-checked her red workbag, one finger tracing the biohazard sign imprinted on all four sides of the reinforced waterproof canvas. If she was missing anything, she couldn't think of it. Glancing about the cabin that would be home until she had thoroughly searched the forest for toxins, she sighed and went out to join the captain's small yet well-armed landing party.

 

[TirithIre]

Five men secured the initial landing position, setting up laser turrets. Pherion was a primitive planet, though she as a scientist knew better then most that the nature of... well nature was to hide things, to slowly over millenia and eons create only a natural life. Yet the ship had landed as safetly as he could, and even as she was escorted from the ship, she was informed by Captain Lennix that she would be on her own.

" The surrounding forest has been cleared of the animals... there is a reading of a glade about five hundred yards from here." The older man was around fifty, though for a fifty year old, he had clearly kept himself busy. Pherion was the most up and coming planets to be explored for colonization. Fertile land, breathable air, and clean water were it's major 'growing points'.

Jared Lennix looked to her and simply nodded to the other men, she could see that they were younger then the captain. Two looked to be around twenty seven, the main gunner looked to be around thirty, and the last was a bear of a black man whom seemed to be the youngest of them all. The captain made up the fifth. " Your mission is to figure out if the local plant life will be hazardous to human life." He remarked simply.

With that though, they set up camp. It would be a bit of a trek, she seeing the well carved path towards the main site, but that wasn't their concerns. " You are to report back by Twenty hundred hours, otherwise we will come and hunt your ass down." He remarked smoothly, thinking to himself how much he'd like to get his hands on THAT ass of hers. She was on her own though... Glavix slept within his glade... the cuttings had cut away some of the trees though.

So the canopy had been lessened, allowing him to get some light and 'wake up' a bit. He was much like she had with the knocking though, groggy and unsure of his current surroundings. He knew the light felt good... but he was thirsty... and unlike earth plants, he didn't drink from water, but from sexual pheremones!

 

[atenai]

Giselle turned away from the men before rolling her eyes at the crude phrasing of the captain's warning. She did lift her wrist-unit and check the chrono-display, though, so it looked like they would be giving her an hour and a half to get lost before coming after her... but that suited her, fine.

"I'll be back," she called over her shoulder as she headed towards the area of newly-cleared vegetation. Pulling a device from her bag as she walked, she checked the air for any signs of chemicals that would be harmful to her, and found nothing more than the usual oxygen-mix that was normal air on Pherion. So she go closer and closer to the woods, finally one step inside she got a whiff of something, and not with her device. The odor was pleasant, though she knew better than to trust the pleasant colors and smells nature had to offer; most were just a way of drawing in prey. A last glance at the device's read-out and she gave up on it, stowing it back in the bag as she headed towards the glade the captain had mentioned, in the general direction of the smell as far as she could discern.

She quickly disappeared into the trees, leaving the crew well behind her as she trekked through thick undergrowth, making notes to herself on the terrain with a tiny stylus on her wrist-unit.

When she approached the clearing, she stopped to take out a videocamera, and touched a finger to the communicator hooked around her ear. "Professor Fredrickson," she stated clearly, waiting as her call was connected. "Hi Professor, I'm on site. I thought you might want to see the plant I'm looking at."

She could hear his eager answer as she opened the camcorder and started filming the more open glade in front of her. It was slightly time-delayed, but she knew he was seeing what she saw when she heard his intake of breath and the scientific mumbo jumbo started flowing. She laughed quietly, one hand covering her mouth so he wouldn't hear her, but started circling the plant with camera in hand as he talked at her. She knew as well as he did that he wasn't really expecting her to hear it all, he'd want to discuss everything again when she returned with all her data. So she was free to speculate on what precisely it was she was looking at.

Stepping over a small bump in the ground made her look down more carefully. "I'm sorry, Professor, I'll keep filming, but I need to take a closer look around. I'm going to let you go for now, and I'll send you the feed later when I get back to camp." She smiled as he made the expected annoyed noises, then hung up on her. But she was already focused on the pattern in the ground... did this thing have some kind of shallow rootsystem, or was she looking at something else? There seemed to be something leading towards the plant, at least. It was the only thing big enough other than the trees in the area.

It could be a nearly-exposed tree root, she decided, but something in her didn't think so. Of the vegetation she'd seen so far on Pherion, the trees tended to dig deep for their nutrients, knowing the better earth was deeper down. "Captain, I've reached the glade you mentioned, I'll be taking data here for the rest of my time this evening," she notified, knowing she'd be interrupted later. The transmission was acknoledged by a voice she didn't recognize, then she heard nothing but the quiet noises around her.

Strange, that the only sounds she heard right here were tiny insects. All the larger animals she knew were there were farther off, not even a rustle betraying their presence in the glade. Her bag went to the ground beneath a tree, and she stripped off her jacket, realizing she should have paid better attention to the weather readouts. It wasn't just borderline warm out here in the forest, it was hot.

 

[TirithIre]

He wasn't a polotician, and when it came to Pherion, he wanted to make it clear to her that if she dissapeared, they would come looking for her. Lennix nodded in her general direction as she headed off. The pheremones Glavix naturall gave off were the sweet smell she picked up with her nose, but they were so natural her scanner did not pick it up.

Even as he noticed a new being coming into his glade, he had to admit he was surprised ... after all she didn't look anything like the natural animals he usually 'fed off of'. It hadn't taken more then the taking of one or two Bellekasts before the predators knew to stay away. Bellekasts were the creatures that the initial scout team had determined as the spiked horned boar like beasts that were absolutly massive.

She certainly wasn't like that though. He immediatly and psycically linked to her mind... she not even aware he was there as he 'learned about her'. He stayed still, the plant was about two feet tall, and definatly had roots that were low to the ground, but from the base 'core' of the plant the vines extended. Glavix was old... much older then most plants of his kind... hence his vines were much longer, extending through half the glade.

Pherion was definatly hot, hence why Glavix didn't feed off water... he wouldn't have gotten enough. As she searched around, he could tell that she was certainly exploring as her human brain called it.. though as she stripped off her jacket, he used some of the command of his vines... one shifted, she probably not even noticing at first that it touched her leg, touching her gave a good sense of the pheremones within her... though as he mentally linked to her, he had an idea.

She seemed suitable... she had orifices, they were just hidden by what her species called clothes. For a moment he wasn't sure, but when her kit went aside, four of the vines leapt up, two wrapping firmly around her wrists, two, one of which had touches her leg wrapped around her ankles. She was quite stuck, and without her kit, he knew she had no weapon. The vines were snaked fiercly around her limbs, holding onto them as she could see that they weren't docile vines either... they were quite predatory.

With that 'strike' though, he mentally watched her, as though he was deciding just what the next step should be! After all he had her... she was just new... Glavix needed to learn just what he was to 'do' with her in order to get the pheremones he needed in order to survive!

 

[atenai]

Giselle shrieked as vines wrapped about her limbs, and she struggled, only succeeding in tiring herself out and making the tiny communicator at her ear fall off, lost instantly among the leaves on the ground. The crew were too far away to hear if she yelled, and now she had no way to contact them. The plant had grabbed her when she had well over an hour remaining in her time by herself, so she was going to be stuck, hanging here, for that hour until someone came looking to see why she didn't respond to hails on the comm.

Her wrist-unit was wrapped in vine, so she couldn't give it voice commands... this left her without much in the way of options. Her shirt was short-sleeved and baggy, leaving plenty of skin available to the plant's senses, and plenty of room should it start questing about with more vines. Her pants, too, were loose, and for the first time it occurred to her that this was not to her benefit. Images of the men who had stared at her anyway flipped through her mind, and the plant no doubt could connect 'men' in her mind with the memories of male bodies she had seen in the past, few though they were, to get the idea of a penis.

Her belt kept the pants from sliding off easily, but once she thought of it, Glavix would know how it worked and be able to remove her clothing. She wasn't wearing a bra (perhaps the only article of clothing he would have trouble with), just an undershirt that stuck to her sweaty body like a second skin. Her thoughts were all across the board as she heaved at the vines, panting heavily as she made herself sweat in the thick, heavy-duty pants. Without even realizing it she was giving the plant all it needed to learn how to undress her until she was stripped even of the panties she wore.

 

[TirithIre]

He was surprised by her strength... for one smaller then the great beasts of Pherion, she was quite the little fighter. He had figured out the ear thing on her was a communication device, and so he had knocked that away, a vine crushing it against the ground in almost a violent motion. He knew from her communications with the professor that the thing on her wrist could call for help, so even as she struggled, the vine around her wrist curled it's end and pressing it beneath the band, he popped it off, it falling to the ground dissapearing from sight.

Yet even as she shrieked, he began to scent the pheremones of her working body. She was struggling, but even as he connected her body with a males, the process of mating became much clearer. After a moment of 'pausing', she could see one of the other vines lift off the ground, it raising up as she watched. He could feel she knew she was trapped, her mind told him that she knew screaming wouldn't help her... but that also told him he didn't need to fill that orifice... yet.

Rather the new vine moved and slid under the hemmed pant of her leg, she feeling how it twined about her leg, exploring her body as another came up with the new information, and sliding beneath the leather clasp of the belt, it flipped open, she seeing how the vine pulled the belt off her pants, it falling aside. She could see though it wasn't interested in simply crushing her... or killing her.. that wasn't it's intent. At the same moment he got her belt undone the vine that was wrapping around her leg came up and brushed over her panty clad pussy, the vine curling and rubbing it's length across her covered mound.

Yet as the belt was undone and off the other vine began on her other leg, exploring as well, though straight along the leg, more straightforward that time, he found this 'clothing' was annoying, and so even as they lined up, and with a heave, she could see the pants stretch, before with a final effort they tore, ripping off of her. That left her in her boots, her shirt, and her panties. She could see now the vine rubbing over her slit, exploring her pussy as he rubbed and explored, seeking out the ways to find her pheremones... so far, things were going well!

At the same time she could feel another vine sliding up from behind her, sliding over her back before it wrapped around her throat... a warning not to scream... she could whimper, but she could tell that this plant wasn't 'done' exploring her young body!

 

[atenai]

Sorry I haven't answered faster, I've had a virus the past few days and haven't been in a state that would allow me to think. ~A

And whimper she did, but not with fear. Her busy life of study and research had left Giselle little chance for enjoyment of physical pleasures, so when the vines brushed against her panties she gasped and went limp in its clutches, forced to simply feel.

The feelings this plant was evoking in her supple and sorely needy young body were almost too much to handle. Her pants were gone, her communicators were gone... and yet she couldn't bring herself to care. She was getting stimulated in ways her conscious mind had nearly forgotten about, though from the wet response between her legs, it was clear her body had not. The vine rubbing at her panties can feel wetness that is not water exit the scientist's body, soaking into the material of her panties, soaking through to meet the questing vine.

This musky secretion is intimately tied to her pheromones, the levels of which are rising even as her throat is wrapped in the tendril of a vine. Her breasts stiffen, bouncing lightly on her chest with each breath, her nipples stiff enough to show through both her thin clinging undershirt and the thicker broadcloth of her Oxford shirt. They are darker than her other skin, and this is visible in just the tiniest of fashions as a darker gray under her white clothing. It's too soon for it to be obvious that the color is not gray, but rather a darkened peachy version of her light skin tone.

With her legs being fondled by plant vines, and her pussy prodded, she lets out a quiet moan of pleasure, finally realizing that this plant wanted to explore and there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop it probing her... she might as well relax and enjoy it. Because oh, it was so intimately enjoyable.

 

[TirithIre]

Glavix felt the way she went limp, and mentally smiled. She was much easier to 'get at' then any of the animals... and even as the vines wrapped around her smooth toned legs to hold them and caress them, he was easily rubbing the length of the thicker vine over the panties. He knew they were a covering, much like the outer clothing he had just ripped off her, but what he didn't know, was why she 'needed' to be covered. He didn't realize that men of her species would have fucked her left right and center if she was naked all the time... he only knew the wafting scent of her arousal was calling to him.

He hadn't connected with removing her panties yet, so he kept rubbing the vine, before he sent it questing upwards. She could see it sliding beneath her shirt, before he gave a sharp pull, and she could feel the shirt stretch outwards, before it burst at it's seams, ripping off her as well. Even as he saw the round firm globes, he didn't actually know what those were right then.

Rather he returned the main vine to sliding over her pussy through the panties, while two large thick vines moved up from behind her, wrapping around her waiste and criss crossing over her belly, they came to what he connected mentally with her brain was called her breasts. The two vines wrapped around the globes of flesh at the base, squeezing as she felt how it sent waves of pleasure... if she had ever been bound sexually before it would be much like breast bondage, only he was looking, learning about her body. The tips of the vines were capped by green flower like sections, and even as he squeezed her large tits, the flowers closed over her nipples, sucking them outwards much like a mouth would, before he released them, testing her responses.

Finally though the vine between her legs got the idea, and curling around her panties, he ripped them off her, leaving her in only her boots and nothing else as the vine ran over her tight and now very exposed pussy, direct contact coming to her hard human clit!

 

[atenai]

As clothing ripped and fell off her, Gisells squirmed against the bonds of plant matter that were keeping her from touching herself. The tempting vine at her pussy was turning her on with excruiciating detail, and she desperateily wanted to touch herself, pinch her nipples and roll her finger over her clit, maybe even dare to test the wet depths of her pussy in ways she had not done in some time.

She moaned loudly as her breasts were tormented, squeezed and pulled at, and another moan accompanied with a gush from her pussy hailed the vine's wonderful teasing of her nipple. "More!" she breathed, knowing that it was foolish to think the plant would understand, but the feeling wasn't something she could withhold... she desperately needed to be fucked! A tiny portion of her mind wondered why she had been hiding her body from all the men that wanted it, why she had denied herself even the release of her own fingers, but she was too caught up in the feelings at just this moment to think too hard.

And then she shrieked at the touch on her clit. "Yes!" she panted, breathing hard as she tried to wiggle closer to where that vine had been, trying to get it to touch her again. "Oh please..." she begged breathlessly. "Yes, touch me again!" While her rational mind told her she was being foolish, she couldn't care less that the plant might not know what she meant. She was picturing the youngest of the landing team members with his head between her legs, his wet tongue coming out to sample her pussy, to flick at her clit and bring her to orgasm...

 

[TirithIre]

Glavix watched her as she squirmed. A basic rudimentary understanding of her language was beginning to form in his conciousness, and even as he watched her squirming at him, the vine was experimenting, exploring. Her wet swollen pussy lips opened as the vine rubbed. She would have to notice the vine wasn't cool like the earth plants were.. Glavix's were warm, and pulsing with life.

Even as she moaned, he figured out the sound meant she was liking what he was doing, so he squeezed her breasts all the more. The sucker flowers pulled on her hard tits, and even as he saw her body shuddering, as she jerked with the pleasure of that nub being rubbed, he could see she REALLY liked that. Had he spoken her language, he would have asked her just why she HADN'T mated with her own species yet, but he was certainly feeding off of her lusts!

Even as he figured that out though he twisted the vine, she seeing how it now constantly pushed and rubbed against her clit, and even as she imagined pleasure, Glavix found the entrance. She was in the middle of her little fantasy when the tip of the thick vine shoved up inside her, finding a new hole he pushed in, exploring it, his vine instantly fucking her as it explored this new orifice of his 'victim'!

 

[atenai]

Caught between her mind picturing the man's tongue and the questing tendril of the plant, it was only two thrusts before Giselle started cumming, moaning loudly as her years without stimulation made this seem all the more pleasurable. Gushes coated the stalk of the plant that played within her, and each time the little flowers closed on her nipples she shuddered, each twist and thrust of the vine fucking her lengthening her orgasm.

She rode it out valiantly, pressing back against the vine as it fucked her (as best she could given her bound position) and trembling with pleasure. After a moment her nipples were sore, as was her pussy, and she tried to pull away, only to find that she couldn't. She was completely at the mercy of this plant that seemed to enjoy hearing her moans. Giselle twisted in its grip, trying to find a way to convey that she was sore from its ministrations, though the pleasure mixed with the pain was a confusing enjoyment.

 

[TirithIre]

He 'watched her', seeing how her lithe body contorted itself as the vine found her inner orifice. Even as he listened to her moans though, and even as the pheremones excreted by her body were some of the most delicious that he had ever tasted, she could tell the plant, whatever it was anyway... was seeking out more from her!

Even as she trembled and twisted some more in it's grasp, Glavix shoved the vine inside her more forcefully, as though letting her know it wasn't done with her. A smaller vine twisted around the main pumping one, and even as she moaned and tried to struggle, the plant fixed a flower over the bump that had initially made her shriek with pleasure, before it closed over her clitoris and sucked easily.

All the while Glavix was learning, learning about her biology, so even as she tried to 'struggle', the vine's end that was wrapped around her throat hovered before her lips, before it shot into her mouth. It only went about four inches into her mouth, but from the tip a sweet tasting liquid was expelled into her mouth, the 'juice' of the plant being fed into her mouth as the vine ripped more and more pleasure relentlessly from her pussy!

 

[atenai]

Giselle struggled harder as the plant thrust itself into her holes, and when she opened her mouth to scream at the next harsh orgasm it pulled out of her sorry pussy she only made it easier for it to thrust into her mouth. Too startled by the new intrusion, she closed her mouth lightly and swallowed, finding the juice it excreted not altogether unpleasant, though she didn't quite understand what was going on. Was this some strange plant that lived on sex? It surely seemed to enjoy fucking her with that vine, and this one in her mouth could almost be cumming... the images brought to mind of course involve penises, thrust in her pussy or her mouth, and one brief memory of both at once that was rougher than she'd enjoyed but left her very thoroughly pleasured.

Shaking against its bonds, Giselle moaned around the vine in her mouth, unable to help but picture the dick of her last boyfriend being shoved between her lips as the vine drooled on her tongue. As her thoughts went to the memory, her tongue gently caressed the vine, not realizing she was doing so until she tried to move one hand to grasp "the base of the cock" in her mouth and was pulled up short. This plant was miraculous, she admitted in the smallest corner of her mind, it had fixated on the points that most made her squirm, and had come up with flowers to suck on her nipples and clit... if only she'd run into this creature (in her mind "plant" meant inanimate) sooner, she might have spared herself the trials of being a lovely woman alone. It certainly didn't care if she thought well of it, it was taking from her without asking. Or at least, if it had asked, she certainly didn't know how she might have answered a plant.

On one hand her body wanted more, on the other less, and a third little voice spoke up in the back of her head asking what would happen when the captain and his all-male crew came looking for her and found her bound and being reamed by a plant? This thought gave her pause... she couldn't tell how long it had been since her brief communique saying where she was. She'd only had two orgasms, so no doubt it had only been a mere matter of moments. Would she be able to last another hour or more until someone came to release her? And if she could, what would she be in for next?

 

[TirithIre]

She was held by a plant that lived off of pheremones. He was highly intelligent, which of course was off putting to most, but then again he was an alien life form, not simply a decoration. Even as she screamed the sound was of course muffled, he enjoyed the sight of her surprise, and even as he fed her, literally the cream from his roots, it would sustain the body quite nicely, it acting much like food! The vine didn't thrust down her throat, choking her, it seemed to know her body already, as Glavix was a quick learner!

Even as she shook in her bonds, the vine within her pussy thickened, pulsing as it seemed to be pumping within her body all the more intensly, and even as it felt her bodies fluids flowing again, as she could look down she could see that the plant was definatly more vibrant... the vine within her sucked all her cum out of her, the pheremones feeding it VERY well. It had only 'had her' for about ten minutes really, and had already ripped her senses from her!

Even as the plant felt her wondering if she could survive, the seed flowing into her mouth was giving her new energy... so many possibilities within her mind. The plant kept rubbing and pulling her breasts, her nipples sucked as though it could draw milk from them. Even as he felt her pleasure soaring though, Glavix's senses heard the crunching of a nearby being... she feeling the plant halt for a moment, she hanging, impaled in the air.

Yet suddenly it set her back down, it's vines releasing her as it went completly dormant.. just in time for the older captain to walk into the clearing. " You forgot your..." He was holding a data pad she had forgotten to bring with her, but halted when he saw her laying on the ground very naked, and very... well she looked as though she had just been fucked! " My... are you all right?" Her clothes were shredded, and she was certainly in a 'sticky situation' as the captain had found her very... VERY vulnerable!

 

[atenai]

Giselle had to swallow a couple times to get the sticky fluid out of her mouth enough to speak. "Captain..." she panted, "Help me! That... that thing..." One hand raised to wave at the innocent looking plant. "It grabbed me!" She grabbed the clothing she'd landed on, pulling the shirt up to cover her nakedness. She could feel cum oozing out of her abused pussy, and she had a feeling her nipples and breasts would be red and swollen after the constant abuse they'd endured. She didn't dare look down at herself in case that led the captain to take a better look. The hand not holding the shirt to her chest tried to smooth her hair some.

"We need... to get out of here..." she begged slowly, still catching her breath. She felt energy, despite being run through the mill by that fucking plant.

"Please, help me?" The hand she'd waved at the plant she extended towards the captain, trying to look pleading instead of well-fucked.

 

[TirithIre]

Jared took in the situation with a look of skeptisism... though really... could she blame him? She was naked, and yes, granted her clothes were shredded, but as he looked over the plant, it was apparent that the plant wasn't moving. He was confused though, about why she looked like she had been fucked.

Unlike she, he DID look down, looking at the swollen state of her nipples, and the quite swollen and orgasmic looking pussy between her legs. As she extended her hand towards him though he nodded and stepped forwards. " I'll help you all right." He mused, a predatory look on his eyes, though he took her hand and pulled her up. He pulled his jacket off and threw it around her shoulders, keeping an eye out just in case what she said was true.

Glavix remained motionless, looking... well like a plant! Jared though turned his attentions more and more towards her. " Since your already clearly aroused though... I think that it's only fair.." He mused as a burly thick hand moved more swiftly then she could imagine and cupped her overly sensitive pussy, two of his thick fingers curling and pressed into her pussy as he looked to her.

" Oh yeah, it's clear what kind of help you need." His other arm was around her waiste, his hand cupping and holding her ass, not letting her 'get away'. They were on an alien planet after all, millions of miles from her home... and they were alone. She knew if she did try and have him arrested back home, it wouldn't hold up... like the plant, it seemed the captain wasn't about to pass up a good opportunity!

 

[atenai]

She opened her mouth to thank him for helping her up, and for his jacket, and then groaned as his hands grabbed her. "No... please... it hurts..." she moaned, though the rasp of his callused fingers against her clit at each stroke of his fingers into her depths turned her on more than the pain of the assault could turn her off.

"I'm begging you, please don't do this..." she whimpered, pressing against his chest ineffectually. He had her trapped, one arm around her, one arm keeping her on her toes as she tried to pull up and off of his fingers. "At least let me rest," she adds finally, realizing that, as before, she was completely at the mercy of yet another being that was lusting after her body.

"Captain, I'll do whatever you want, please, just let me rest..." she cried when his fingers continued their assault on her sore pussy. Tears threatened at the corners of her eyes for long moments until finally they began flowing, her eyes closing as she pressed palms against his chest, trying to push away from him. "No..."

 

[TirithIre]

He looked to her, though his fingers halted within her. He could tell that she had undergone some form of 'attack' though he was still quite skeptical of the plant doing it to her... it seemed very much inert. After a moment he released her, and nodded as he set a pack down. " All right, we'll get you some pants, they will be a bit large, but they should do." He remarked easily, and even as he pulled out a pair of pants, he looked to her.

" We'll get you back to camp and checked out." He remarked, he not seeing the vines raise swiftly, the thought of losing such a decadent food source in Glavix's eyes was un-acceptable, and even as the captain was about to help her into the pants, she could see a rather large branch picked up, the rudiments of armed combat, the branch was smacked into the captains head. " What the..." He growled loudly though it was cut off as he fell unconcious.

No... leave. The plant spoke to her, a rudimentary mental psycic speak telling her what would happen. She could tell that she could try and run... but unless someone else came... well she wasn't getting to 'rest' anytime soon! The other vines raised, poising to capture his very succulent food source once again!

 

[atenai]

"Thank you," Giselle breathed, so relieved that she hugged the man who had tried to molest her. And then the plant attacked her savior. "Captain!"

She shrieked and covered her ears as the plant spoke in her mind, trying to block out the frightening sensation. But if it could speak her language, even a rudimentary form, it might be able to understand her. "Wait! I need to rest!" She fell to her knees, making it clear she wasn't going to run, and repeated her request with the mental images associated... having realized that the plant must have some link to her mind (it didn't appear to have a voice box). She pictured her asleep as clearly as she could. "I need to sleep. I can't keep going forever." Sighing at the necessity, she cobbled together a mental image of her, wrapped in its vines, but limp as a rag doll, appearing to be dead.

"I will rest," she said firmly, then looked at the captain. "I will make sure he's okay." She touched the man's shoulder lightly, but didn't move closer in case the vine decided that it was inappropriate behavior. What a world, that she was begging a plant... for anything.

 

[TirithIre]

Jared wasn't a monster, he could see that she had been through something... though he really didn't quite believe her when she said a plant had 'done it to her'. After all the idea of such an event was rather ridiculous. Had he remained concious he would have been a bit more believing now... but as it was Jared had fallen onto his face in the grass.

Even as Glavix heard her word, he didn't understand what rest was. As she connected mental to a physical image though he understood. Rest... take. He could tell somehow the man was important, and he also knew that if they stayed here more humans would come here... that was something that wasn't all right.

Even as she said she would rest, his voice at first had been very loud in her mind, though it had 'quieted down'. He lowered his vines, though as he looked to her, he simply seemed to keep an 'eye' on her. As she touched the captain then he mused to himself. Stay... more come? The question was clearer this time... she could tell the plant didn't want to be destroyed, he had created the scent in the air as a self preservation act... after all the humans had been clearing the forest towards him.

Perhaps all the plant wanted.. was to survive?

 

[atenai]

Giselle breathed a sigh of relief when the plant said she could rest. She didn't know how this would look to an outsider, but as a scientist it rather thrilled her that she had encountered a new species, a new sentient species. If she had to speak slowly until it understood her language, that was fine. The fact that it spoke at all was boggling her poor biologist's brain.

Stay... more come?

The question made her blink. She understood intrinsically that yes, more would follow if she and the captain did not reappear, just as she understood that the plant wanted to keep her there, and that it was intelligent enough to defend itself when threatened. "I... I'm not sure. I should have an hour--" she tried to picture the sun moving about one hour's worth across the sky, "--but he will be expected back. When he doesn't return, they will come looking for him." Her mind tried to come up with images to go with the slowly spoken words, but there may be some parts of her message that are unclear. "Yes," she says at last. "More will come." And then her brain showed her images of what would happen when the four remaining team members found her naked...

She didn't realize that the plant could see the mental fantasy of the gangbang, her in the middle of four well-muscled and well-endowed men, cocks in all her holes and one in her hand, lips and hands on her breasts. Giselle hadn't connected that it could understand more than what she directed at it on purpose. And so Glavix was made aware of a third hole he had not explored, which was taboo to her, untouched, but that anyone who came would no doubt want. He was also informed that the level of pheromones would rise drastically if the 'men' (new concept) found her naked and aroused... or even if she weren't aroused. All these scenarios were playing in her head as she answered the question the sentience had asked her.

She turned to the captain, rolling him over and pillowing his head in her lap as she tested his pulse with two fingers at his throat. When she realized that, even unconscious, he had a lump in his pants, the captain entered her fantasies, this time with the plant binding her in place so he could fuck her silly. Oh what creations her imagination would give her.

With Lennix seemingly unharmed, if a little worse for the wear, she sat back, leaning against the tree near her belongings with the man's head in her naked lap. "Do you..." she paused, trying to figure out how to question the plant. "I'm Giselle," she said at last, repeating, "Giselle," with an image of herself to enforce it. "Do you have a name?" And then she realized that she was already treating it as a creature, using 'you' instead of 'it'. Like she would a person.

 

[TirithIre]

What she was looking at before her was actually only half of the plant... the other half was buried well beneath the surface, protected... and that was Glavix's 'brain'. He was sure that the alien wasn't sure just how he was speaking, but he didn't mind really at all. He was slowly... well actually rather quickly by most species manner learning her language. He could see she was fatigued, and he did know what death was, he HAD fucked a few animals local wise to death, it was why the other animals... the predators knew to stay away from the area.

Yet now that he knew that 'rest' could regenerate her energy, he had no real issues with letting her do so... and since she seemed to have figured out he WAS intelligent, he was also willing to 'give her the time' to process that fact through her mind! He seemed to 'see' more then she thought, and even as he watched her fantasies, he learned very well. He was sure that the captain had been about to take her as Glavix had... so even as he looked to the man, he simply looked back to her.

He watched her though as she had all these images, he learning VERY fast, and as she asked him his name, she could see the plants leaves wave slightly, as though bowing to her. Glavix... you... strange... but very... filling. Clearly this being fed off her sexual pleasure... it had tore many orgasms out of her before the captain had shown up.. it seemed to 'eye her'. You like... fucking? It asked... the word sounding as though more a question... it didn't know mating was called fucking by her people, but her mind had told him that.

He wondered if his 'capturing of her' had truly been all that unwilling after all... that explained why she hadn't actually fought all that much!

 

[atenai]

"Filling?" she echoed quietly, less a question than a rhetorical repetition of what he had said. Her mouth opened to ask him to clarify (and yes, in her mind she had already started calling the plant 'him') and then he asked his awfully specific question.

She turned red immediately, blush covering her face and tinting her neck and down her chest. Whether the plant could 'see' this reaction or not, he could no doubt feel the embarrassment in her mind. "I haven't... had sex in a long time." She refused to repeat the vulgarity, even if it turned her on to know that this plant wanted to 'fuck' her, and that it had picked up the more crass word from her somehow, despite her lack of using it... wait. Did that mean it was somehow reading her thoughts? Her memories of her own language?

"Glavix," she begins hesitantly, "How did you learn the word..." She blushed again, "'Fucking'?"

 

[TirithIre]

He could see that she was already contemplating the meaning of his statement... when he asked the second question. He could indeed feel her embaressment, though to him, such a concept WAS very foreign... after all he WAS a plant. He was tempted to consider her embaressment, along with associated connections, when she asked HIM a question.

The leaves raised back to their normal position though as he considered how to explain. I sense... what you... think? He thought that was the right word... but english was VERY new to him... so he wasn't sure if that was right. Filling you, making you... cum, that is fucking? He wanted to make sure he was right.

Also called... mating? He asked slightly, he looking to her as she blushed. He didn't get the skin change... was she trying to get something across. He figured out that she was embaressed, but what embarressed meant... he did not know. It was strange to him, very strange. The vines slid across the ground, gently they tickled her legs, gently rubbing them.

You like? He asked, though the vines raised when a groan came from the captain... After all the captain WAS physically fine, just knocked over the head, and it HAD been a few minutes. Jared awoke to the sight of the vines hovering in the air. " By the gods..." He growled as he reached for his blaster... he wasn't very happy over being knocked out by a god damned plant after all!