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it grew, the moans turned into uncontrollable cries, Mia bent all over, her head snapped back up, at which time the flower squirted its juice, from which it burned pleasantly inside. This sensation was mixed with an orgasm, or rather added to it, the girl just began to shake all over, her eyes rolled and she turned off.

Miya opened her eyes how much time had passed, she did not know. Probably not much. She felt fine, fresh, her whole body was filled with vivacity. The traveler gently stood up, firing a pink rod. In the pope was still a scion, Mia pulled for him, and he came out, but without a bump. I tried to get it with my finger, but to no avail, then she will come out. Flower petals slowly closed. Beneath the abdomen stood a pleasant warmth, the walls of the vagina, and swollen labia strongly itched, I wanted to scratch. Mia knew what to do. Without much thought, she attached herself to the next pink dais. She also crouched on her feet, slowly spreading her bottom on a stake. And in order to revive the plant, it was like its pelvis up, down along its entire length. Miya noted for herself that her bud had become much more sensitive, like the whole body. Scions, like the last time carefully covered the hips, waist, responding to the desire of the girl. The rod began to slide along the vaginal walls, relieving itching. Mia flashed through her mind that she had to tell her sisters about this magical place, they needed to know this joy. The pace was growing, adjusting and moving the booty with such speed was simply not possible. It remained to moan loudly and caress the excited body with his own hands. Additional excitement gave the feeling of being in the power of the flower. At the end of the strong orgasmic experience, Mia turned off again, giving the plant her own juices. When she awoke, she felt the even greater, pleasant itching of her bosom, and the warmth spread farther and farther through the body, from the source of pleasure. It was expected by the next sprout.

At some point, Mia briefly stopped, looked around. About twenty slammed plants surrounded her. It took at least two days. In memory, where she was heading, and then an inner plea — well, another day. - Especially she felt fine, full, full of strength. The body was perceived as more flexible, elastic. Pleasant itching was felt in every cell of the body, which became a continuous erogenous zone. Mia wanted to squirm, caress herself, her full and enlarged breasts. Her stretched, very sensitive hole began to ask for larger rods. It did not take long to wait. Mia spent the nights sitting on sprouts, grabbed by a plant, clasping her legs, pressed to her chest, with her hands and her head on her knees. Flowers completely controlled her sleep. And in the morning the girl again ran to collect nectar in her bosom. At some point, Mia felt it was harder to run. The booty and thighs increased in size, the stomach felt like it seemed filled with some viscous liquid. Our squat bee squatted and tried to push, nothing happened. Having tried to grope a hole in the anus, Mia found a growth similar to a six-pointed flower, still resembling a valve, through which it was impossible to get inside and could not get out. It was necessary to escape from this glade. But where? She wandered so far that she could not even understand in which direction the forest from which she came out. But nevertheless, she oriented herself in which direction to move. The body did not cease to vibrate and want caress and touch, the heat in the lower abdomen did not pass, but flared up with a new force, the bosom asked for penetration, rhythmic movements.

After about a hundred meters, in the direction of the forest, Mia could not stand it, and finally decided once more to lower her booty onto a sprout, choosing a larger one. And already decisively, with acquired dexterity, planted on the chosen friend.Moving up and down the trunk seemed more difficult, and the nectar collector described a circular motion with a pelvis. The hands at this time were adjusting the volume part of the body below the waist, then squeezing, then gently describing circular movements. Her heavily rosy skin exuded a sticky moisture that tasted like honey. And again the threads of a flower twisted around their girlfriend, taking into their power. Why bother to leave this beautiful place at all, thoughts were spinning in my head. The flower meanwhile, clasping the waist, wrapped around her arms and hands caressing the increased in size ass. So that the body began to vibrate from pleasure, there were enough light movements of an elastic waking rod. Mia closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, sweetly moaning in time with the increasing progressive movements of her big friend. Something sat on the face, and a large foreign body entered the open mouth. Opening her eyes, the girl realized that a dragonfly clasped her head, running her tail into her mouth. Mia wanted to raise her hands to throw off the insect, but they were firmly pressed to the waist. Desperate head jerking did not lead to anything, and the growing orgasm interfered with conscious movements. The tip of the dragonfly came close to the throat and with the help of jerks began to penetrate deeper, centimeter by centimeter. From the side it looked like a python was swallowing large prey. I no longer wanted to shake my head and had to lift it up so that the procedure was less painful. Mia noticed that she could go without air much longer than ever, although she was still lacking. The pain with an orgasm stirred up causing the body to convulsively bend. The dragonfly reached almost to the stomach, slightly giving the tail back and rapidly forward even further. It seemed unbearable. Closer to the base of the tail thickened, it seemed that his mouth would break into two parts. And indeed, at some point in the cheekbones, something clicked, and the lower jaw moved lower, the mouth widened. Mia felt the frictions of this organ that had penetrated into it the entire length. Resistance and protest changed the pleasure of slipping over the stretching throat of a dragonfly tip. The feeling of helplessness gave even more sensations. Gradually, the movements slowed down, and the stomach began to fill with dragonfly juice, pouring out of its tail. After which the insect, removing the tip, flew away. Soon the girl also received a portion of the seed from the bottom, giving the flower an incredible amount of its own moisture. Fallen, Mia fell exhausted to the ground. From the stomach, a sugary and viscous taste, felt on the tongue, lips, mouth, throat, which was replaced by increased sensitivity of these organs, rose. Could endlessly led tongue in the mouth, lips. It is a pity that he could not penetrate the sensual throat. Attempts to close the mouth ended in a sensation of pain. From the stomach came the feeling of fullness of peace and tranquility.

Ten minutes later, the "bee" sat down again on a suitable sprout. Long tongue did not stop caressing swollen lips, delivering great pleasure. Mia looked out for flying dragonflies in the hope that they would be interested in her mouth. Finally, her head was wrapped around the insect again and it all happened again. This time the penetration was much nicer.

At some point of stay in the meadow, the girl noticed how large maroon flowers, similar to those with a pink stem, reveal, but much more. The petals seemed huge, the trunk was very wide and sixty centimeters long, with a broad rounding at the top, the color of purple-red. From the cushion below, a cloud of red pollen puffed in different directions. From which the air was filled with tart and sweet taste. Mia felt challenge, determination, passion and headed for the flower.The desire to implant on his huge trunk rebuffed everything, even the fear of its size. It was not easy to do this. After a few efforts, it was down ten inches. Through the pain, Mia went down another three centimeters. She could not sit down in the floor for a long time, and decided to get up from him. But it was not there. He did not go back a millimeter. Trying to push off from him clutching his hands, too, did not work, hands slid down. But back down the trunk did not go. On the surface of the trunk, at once, small, sharp scales rasped into the skin. The non-random severity of the increased priests, thighs, and abundant abdomen contributed to the imposition of a stake. It was really painful, Mia was crying, her legs in the floor didn’t hold the weight of her own body. When any attempt to go up, scales painfully pierced the vagina walls throughout its area. The obsession disappeared, in fear and complete despair Mia tried to depict a cry for help, but only a deaf rumble coming out of the open mouth attracting insects, one of which, having responded and having flown in, sat on her face and began to fuck in her mouth. And powerful processes twisted around her waist and legs, and began to pull down, pushing the entire length of the rod. Mia just had to endure the pain and wait for it all to end.

The nectar injected by the dragonfly dulled the pain, the fear disappeared a little, and there was a feeling of peace. But for a while, after some time, its action ended, and again came fear and horror. About an hour later, the girl was completely impaled. From despair and fear, Mia pressed her legs to herself and clasped her hands, very much wanted to go to the sisters in the village. Burgundy petals began to close, covering Mia, clinging to her body. On their inner side small needles sprouted, glaring into the tender skin of the girl. From this, any movement caused pain. I had to sit quietly and not move. When the trap completely shut, leaving only the open, Mia’s head, pointing her face to the sky, the tips of the petals parted to the side of her head, resembling a sunflower, and the plant began to sink into the earth leaving only its head on the surface. Under the ground in her anus, something came in and began to pump out the fluid it reproduced. It was probably intended for those plants. The only part of the body that she could move was her tongue, without stopping licking sensitive lips. Eyelids and those closed and stuck together. From sensual irritation of the lips and mouth, tickling intensified in the chest, which made me want to sneeze. It turned out similar to "Khe", and a cloud of orange pollen burst from mouth to atmosphere, onto which dragonflies flew. They fought among themselves, who first take possession of the lady. The biggest one won, but everyone will be enough here, the main thing is to wait for their turn. And Mia felt again how another gentleman entered her and how his weapon moved in her throat. Sponges also felt this movement with pleasure. It turns out, therefore, the orgasm came no less force. And everything else Mia received nectar, saturating her and removing the feeling of fear and hopelessness. It was necessary just to constantly work the tongue and then it will not be left without attention.

In the remnants of the dissolving consciousness, Mia had time to understand what kind of flowers on the glade are like women's faces. There were hundreds of them here.

17 comments
  • September 18, 2012 12:30

    class))

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  • Strange (a guest)
    September 18, 2012 18:28

    It's awesome !! The author is just a master !!!

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  • September 20, 2012 11:10

    Thank you))) Glad that you liked.

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  • reader (a guest)
    September 27, 2012 21:59

    It is a pity that the Germans, before the first iron cross, write a sequel is not accepted)) A lot of interesting questions arise. For example, other scenarios with her sisters. I wonder what happened when the victims for the first time had enough willpower to leave. Did the locals know about this glade and if yes why they did not warn.Details of the biology of flowers - why should dragonflies put something in them, etc., etc.? Besides the author, it is better not to answer all these questions.

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  • September 28, 2012 18:37

    Over sequels stories think. I want to make it worse. Well, time is not always enough. I think they will.

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  • October 3, 2012 16:16

    Would love to continue Missing too

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  • Passerby (a guest)
    October 21, 2012 3:20

    The story is very good. Continuation about sisters gg would be interesting.

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  • Nata (a guest)
    November 16, 2012 19:27

    class)))

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  • November 27, 2012 16:00

    Fantasy. More of this!

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  • Angie (a guest)
    December 18, 2012 21:10

    great

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  • December 21, 2012 17:55

    Thank. I think this is my best story.

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  • Serg (a guest)
    December 24, 2012 15:58

    To be continued?

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  • December 25, 2012 14:04

    Yes. Either a continuation, or in the same spirit.

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  • January 2, 2013 14:45

    what a charm :) this is fantasy! first prize for originality!

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  • January 2, 2013 14:47

    “... there will be enough for everyone, the main thing is to wait for their turn. And Mia felt again how another gentleman entered her and how his weapon moved in her throat. Sponges also felt this movement with pleasure. It turns out, therefore, the orgasm came no less force. And everything else Mia received nectar, saturating her and removing the feeling of fear and hopelessness. It was necessary just to constantly work with the tongue and then it would not be left without attention. ”- mmm ... the taste is written ... and for sure ...

    “In the remnants of a dissolving consciousness, Mia managed to understand what kind of flowers on the glade are like women's faces. There were hundreds of them here. ”- an unexpected, and therefore a particularly wonderful ending. Bravo...

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  • Sergey (a guest)
    January 24, 2013 16:10

    When to wait for the continuation? Insanely good story.

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  • Gnom (a guest)
    May 30, 2013 16:22

    Great story! Very good fantasy. Unfortunately, as mentioned above, the German will not continue, so only by independent efforts, someone from talented readers, you can achieve the development of stories. Or does the German make an exception? ;)

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