Sara breathed a sigh of relief as she was drawn away from the prying eyes. Her mother had only explained how sex worked, never quite why. But she’d seen the same look in the eyes of men on TV and boys gazing at her sister. “WAIT NO!!” she screamed when she realized she was also being taken away from Wendy. She managed to snag a few strands of her hair, but a sharp tug pulled her away leaving Sara with nothing but one hair tangled in her fingers.
The vines brought the helpless captive to a blue-stemmed flower that had a patch blue leaves at its base. As the Earth girl arrived over the base four of the vines released their grip, leaving her swinging upside down. The pale blue blossom dominated by an orange eye studied its struggling prize for a moment before allowing Sara to fall into the leaves below
“NOOOOOO!!” Sara yelled, terrified by the fall. But the leaves were short and fluffy. In spite of a nearly fifty foot drop she landed completely unhurt. She bounced to her feet and dashed for freedom. For a moment, it looked good. Then, the leaves became slick and the outermost ones flexed up. Sara slipped but held her balance. Her sleek leg muscles reacted perfectly “Another second and I’ll just jump over that wall” she said in intense concentration. Unfortunately, her left foot hit a dry spot. Sara tumbled over and rolled. Her momentum carried her into the wall of leaves.
From far above, the orange eye grinned in delight at the spirit shown by its captive. The tiny creature was well worth the loss of a few minor vines from the fighting. Most of its fellows just used their captives and sent them off. The orange eye was considered to be a pervert. In part, it was deeply curious about the strange creatures that could move about so freely and couldn’t help exploring their bodies. That was only an excuse and the orange eye knew it. Playing with the mobile creatures was a source of great pleasure. And the one it had now felt so soft rolling around in its base. Plus, with the surprising strength for its size, it promised to give the orange eye an extended session before exhaustion set in. It also had a delicate outer layer that covered a firm structure. There were unusual curves that further aroused the orange eye’s curiosity, though the multiple holes were a source of frustration. They meant more than one penetration would be needed.
“STOP IT!!!” Sara screamed. She was being bounced around as if she were a toy. The leaves tossed her between them randomly, sometimes left sometimes right. Sara knew each bounce was a possible bruise. She was afraid of what the flowers were eventually going to do with her, and her sister. “PLEASE!! PLEASE!! PLEASE!!” she cried.
Hearing the squeaks from below amused the orange eye and each of its leaves tingled pleasantly whenever the little body landed on them. The stem bent to allow for a more up close examination. Stopping its leaves allowed Sara to bounce to a stop. The orange eye noted that the bumps on its captive were moving rapidly. This, the still young Chlorophyllian, knew was heavy breathing. But it had never been so obvious as it was with this pink- and very smooth-skinned creature. The bumps were the most interesting part, and there were four. The orange eye selected a sensor vine to probe it with.
“Fi…nally!” Sara panted, relieved the bouncing was over. She looked up and right into the huge orange eye. It was creepier than any of the other ones. Sara finally had a word for how it was looking at her. ---LUST--- She froze in terror, brain and body shut down and all she could do was stare back. That is, until her right breast was touched, only lightly and briefly. But, it snapped her out of it. She jumped up again and tried to run. This time, a leaf popped up in her path and she fell flat on her face. She was pinned by a vine landing on her shoulders with her shapely ass stuck in the air.
To the orange eye one set of the little thing’s bumps was as interesting as the other. So, a water vine secured it to the leafy surface. The sensor vine was free to examine at will. From the creature’s actions the orange eye knew it was front down. Which meant only one hole. It was tucked protectively and firmly between the two bumps. So, in spite of the temptation, the sensor vine explored other areas first.
Another vine, softer than the one holding Sara down touched her. “Let…me…up!” she grunted, trying to break free, but the thick vine was too heavy. To Sara, it seemed like a telephone pole was on her. Since her shoulders were pinned, Sara first felt her back being touched. She was unpleasantly reminded of when she held and stroked the neighbor’s cat, only in reverse. The soft vine did nothing more than stroke her back for ten minutes. Sara couldn’t help relaxing under the gentle massage “Mmmmm” she purred contentedly. Then she panicked at it moved lower, finding the crack of her butt. “NO WAY!!!” she screamed, thrusting her hips and planting her knees into the leaf.
The orange eye widened in surprise at the sudden movement. The creature’s new position made its lower extremities difficult to touch. The stemmed lowered further so the Chlorophyllian could figure out this problem. But, as the blossom circled around the completely exposed hole a desperate need to pollinate overcame. Several sex organs poked free of their vines and began to quiver. Instinct took over. This time, the orange eye hadn’t exhausted a captive with its explorations. Somehow the tiny creature had practically forced a premature pollination. What a shock!
Sara couldn’t see what was going on behind her. So she was completely unprepared for what came next. “Yyyyahhh!!” she screamed when her legs were forced apart by two vines. Her muscles stretched uncomfortably as her knees slid apart. She felt the skin of her ass cheeks flatten against her bones “Mmmmm” Sara groaned at the sensations. The stretching weren’t as bad as some of her exercises, but still. She pounded her fist on the leafy floor demanding to “BE SET FREE!!!”
The Chlorophyllian felt the energetic attack on its base leaves. But ignored the assault in favor of moving a sex organ into position. In the back of its mind, the orange eye decided the blows were just another sample of its captive’s spirit. That was the flower’s last conscious thought for a few minutes as it delivered its pollen.
Sara felt something smooth and painfully large first stroke her ass; then spread her cheeks apart as it pushed between them “No, please!” she whimpered as it went deeper “It hurts!” But the thing only pushed deeper. Finally, when Sara thought it was about to rip her apart, the pressure eased and it pulled back. The sensation of it withdrawing felt worse than as it entered. It took so long, the young girl never knew there was so much room --- back there --- But, instead of pulling out, it pushed back in. Further than the first time? Sara couldn’t tell. All she knew was that it hurt.
Again and again! In, Out, In, Out, In, Out, In, Out, In, Out, In, Out, In, Out, In, Out. Somewhere during the pounding, Sara didn’t feel any more pain. She felt wet in her ass and it suddenly started feeling good, real good. Really, Really Really Really REALLY GOOD . She moved her ass in time to the thrusts. “Mom…never…told me…it…felt like…THIIIISSSSSS!” she panted. Then she felt something click and a warm liquid pumped into her body. The invading vine twitched several times. Each time, more liquid pumped in. Sara was feeling bloated when it finally stopped. The vine popped out of her ass with a loud sucking sound. Overwhelmed, Sara collapsed into semi-sleep.
Despite its youth, the orange eye had used more than a dozen mobile creatures in pollinating. But, never had its leaves curled up like that. There must be something about the species it thought. Their spaceship had been more primitive than most captured by the Chlorophyllians. While its captive rested, the orange eye turned skyward, seeking another similar ship.
Some time later, Sara awoke with a start not knowing how much time had passed. Her first concern was for Wendy
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