Carved magical carrot

Necessity is the mother of all invention.

Liandra found a long purple root, she didn't know it, but found the color so pretty she decided she would try to do something with it.

First she tested it for poison, but she felt no numbness as she increased her exposure to the plant, it even had a sweet taste when she ran her tongue over it.

Second she tried it for food, but it was too hard to eat raw, its surface too rubbery to try boiling; it was somewhat flexible but very resilient. She wondered if perhaps its middle was edible, but before she cut it in half another inspiration stuck her. She drew her dagger and started to carve the purple root, wondering what would happen if she gave her heart´s desire form.

Liandra had ever only seen two cocks in her life, and Rodrik´s only in glance, it had been dark and it had been, more often than not, buried in Altima´s pussy, Liandra didn't even notice something strange when the vegetable dildo became more like a wolf´s cock. The root even had a natural knob, she just had to smooth it to make sure she wouldn't hurt herself...

She washed it very carefully after she was done, and marveled at how smooth it felt. Her tongue proved there wasn't a single sharp edge or or point. She laid back on the bed, kicked out her trousers, and began to massage her pussy labia, wondering how it would feel.

Liandra started slow, running the purple knob around her drenched slit, teasing herself with deliberation. She couldn't resist long, and started to insert the natural dildo inside her, feeling her pelvic muscles clench the invading tool. She felt pain, so stopped what she was doing, and began again. It wasn't hard to find pleasure, even in just the shallow penetration she allowed herself.

Images of Altima wearing her body plagued the princess mind, the joy and glee the rangeress had as she stole her first night with Rodrik. Also dreams of Snow mounting her, wonders of what would it feel like to have his cock marking her his bitch..."I am your bitch, mount me" She said to her dildo, forcing it deeper inside her, ignoring the momentary pain for the World of pleasure that waited her.

She found a marvelous sensation, and increased the tempo of her thrust. "Staccato" she though, the penetration quick and short, months of pent up sexual tension boiling into an orgasm. It hit her like a wave, draining her of strength

"Legatto" Her languid hand could just make a long, fluid motion that penetrated far deeper inside her pussy, it was as if all her senses were enhanced a thousand fold, and she could feel the wolf cock shaped dildo filling her fully, making her orgasm for over a minute.

Liandra wasn't surprised to see Snow observing her, nor his cock unsheathed to its magnificent length. She felt the dildo slurping out of her pussy, and she offered it for him, like a fragrant flower her lust filled the room. "make me your bitch" she prayed quietly, but the Winter Wolf turned his back, and walked away. Liandra just felt sleep claiming her, she had just found the perfect way to relieve her tension when hard work wasn't enough.