Attack the plant girl

The heavy cloud of the beautiful plant woman's sweet perfume has completely muddled your senses. You Run your hands along the rim of her pitcher as she smiles down at you, beckoning you to climb into the milky-yellow liquid. The aching between your legs and throbbing in your mind compels you to begin to climb into the pitcher.

"Yes," coos the plant woman. "Pleasure awaits!"

Her words suddenly stoke a buried core of resistance. Your eyes open wide as you look down and realize you were about to climb into the inescapable, goop-filled pitcher. Looking up at the plant woman you do not see a friendly smile, but a predatory one, glad to see a prey about to submit to her trap. The lust burning in you turns into a hot ember of rage. How dare this monster gloat?

"How about instead of eating me," you say, sarcasm filling your voice, "you eat this!"

You launch yourself from the rim of the pitcher at the plant woman. Her blank eyes widen with surprise as you slam against her, wrapping your legs around her upper body just above where her hips would be. She cries out and tries to fend you off with her arms, but she is slow and surprised. You get your hands around her slender neck and begin to squeeze.

"HGgggglllll!" she cries, strangulated and sticking her tongue out. Then she begins to laugh. "Do you really think you can strangle a plant?"

Your grip on her neck loosens in dismay and she knocks aside your hands and grabs your wrists. She smiles and brings you in close, her strength incredible as you feel your grip on your mind once again fading. She presses her cold lips to yours and slides her tongue into your mouth. You kiss her back instinctively and her sweet smell corrupts your thoughts.

Your legs relax and she cradles you in her powerful arms, kissing you and with slow strokes tearing aside your shirt and shorts, stripping you until you are naked in her arms. Her long tongue licks your neck and lips, drools down over your bare breasts, to your belly. She opens your pinkness with her fingers and lifts you to her mouth, making you cum almost instantly as she sucks at your cunt and drives her slithering tongue deep into your wetness. You squirm against her mouth, eagerly feeding her your pussy as you cum again and again, losing all sanity until you are a mindless, drunken puppet in her hands. You embrace the madness, know there is no return.

When the plant girl has licked up every sweet drop of the monster hunters cum, she slides the pleasure-mad woman into her pitcher. The sweet liquid inside does its work, dissolving flesh and bone until nothing remains of the unfortunate monster hunter. The plant woman smiles with satisfaction as her roots spread and, nourished by the succulent monster hunter, more pitchers begin to grow throughout the surrounding jungle. More dangerous than ever, she will wait patiently for the next human foolish enough to come into her grasp.