Anna can't seem to take her eyes off her princess! She is completely awe-struck by the fact that Kyra has become indulgent of the plants activities. A warm feeling starts to arise in Anna, but she doesn't exactly know what this feeling is. Still baffled by all the activities and the emotions within herself, she does heat the princess cry out loudly "YESS!" making the awe-struck Anna respond in kind with a gentle moan. She realized what she had done and quickly closes her mouth, thinking to herself, "What is going on? Why is all this happening? Why am I getting warm?" A thousand other questions rattled her brain as she is still held in position on her spread knees, hands in the air above her head.
Her naked body started to release a pheromone, which the plants could easily detect. As she is still distracted by the sights and sounds of her pleasurably suffering princess, she doesn't notice the vine that starts growing up between her legs until it gently brushes the lips of her own pussy. "GAAhaha!" she responds, almost enjoying such a sensation, but being completely caught off guard by this vine. She realizes what is intended to happen and immediately reacts "Oh no no no, not me, I'm WAAAYY too sensitive for this!" She almost begins crying until the vine that teased her lips starts to grow in size and push against her pussy, causing her to moan a little.
It continues to grow in size and even insert itself slowly into Anna's sweet spot, causing her to moan a little louder. She tries to look back at Kyra more as a distraction than anything else, but that only arouses her curiosity even more as Kyra is still caught between laughter and moans and cheers such as "Yes! Yes! YESSSS!!!" The vine in Anna grows again in size, doubling its girth, and it even started vibrating... again, catching Anna off guard as she almost keels over from the unexpected pleasurable sensation.
But just as she was enjoying herself, tiny vines start growing on her feet and between her toes, wiggling as they grow and causing Anna to cackle. She starts to struggle hard, despite the pleasurable sensation she feels from the vibrating tentacle in her pussy, but nothing seems to work. Her feet are at the total mercy of vines that continue to grow and swipe against her bare soles and between her toes. "AHHAAHAAHAA NOOHOOHOOHOO SHIIIHIIHIIITTTTT HAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Little flowers descend from vines in the trees and start to rub their petals furiously against Anna's exposed armpits, ribs and belly, covering her with more than a dozen flowers and a very sweet scent. Anna continues to struggle, almost involuntarily as she jerks her body back and forth and laughing inaudibly. The tickle sensations that wrack her body overwhelm any pleasurable sensation she gets from the pussy-vine. Despite her feverish attempts of escape and struggle, the vines hold her arms and legs still while she endures this extreme torment. Nothing but the tickles invade her brain, she can only dream of escape at this point as she jerks left and right and back and forth. Her laughter is still inaudible as she is tormented in the most cruel of ways. No matter how she tried to scrunch her feet, their still incessantly tickled by the strange vines.
To Anna, an eternity has passed and the vines still tickle and torment her body. The pussy vine vibrates faster and harder, trying to get her to focus on the pleasure of the situation as it delves deeper into Anna's sweet little spot. She starts to cry as her face goes a dark shade of pink and she starts to sweat profusely. But there seems to be a glimmer of hope for Anna as some of the vines and flowers start to retract themselves, making her suffering a little more bearable, but still torturous. Anna glances at her Princess as they both continue to undergo their tickle torture through tear soaked eyes. She tries to yell out, but nothing but laughter escapes her mouth... followed by a faint moan. "What is this?" She wonders to herself.
She can feel the warmth again rise in her as the pussy vine found the perfect spot to vibrate and push in and out of Anna while she was being tickled. Anna cocked her head bead involuntarily as she let escape another moan of pleasure followed quickly by fits of laughter. Her struggles were still evident as she jerked back and forth from the tickle flowers and vines, but she tried hard to focus on the pleasurable sensations in her pussy. Perhaps this was her fate from now on? Perhaps she enjoyed being controlled, despite the extreme torture that was to be? Many fascinating thoughts started to flood her brain as she once again gazed upon her princess, this time maintaining that gaze, helping her to focus better on the pleasure rather than the tickles.
But how should this story continue?
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