Samus cringes as she feels thorny vines wrap around her body, including a few places they don't belong. She feels herself being dragged deeper, deeper, until, without warning, the vines retreat.
Then, without warning, another pair of thorn-covered vines entered her backside and began pulling her up. More vines, presumably from a different creature, entered through her thighs and pulled her downward. Samus screamed in pain- the thorns from this game of vine-tug of war were cutting her insides.
After hours of being at a standstill, both parties seem to give up their prey, and retreat their vines. Samus is about to breathe a sigh of relief over this when the leaves around her start compressing. Without warining, two large, leather-skinned plant mouths crunch down on her from the top and bottom. They begin pulling at her again, more ferociously. Samus realized she would have to give an extra push in one direction to avoid being torn in two. She decides...
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