Day 4: Amanda Tangled in the Swamp [Tentacles]

Keywords: Tangled/Swamp
Main Theme: Tentacles, Bondage
Triggers: Tentacle x Human
POV: 2nd person; Female

Content Warning - **** & Monsters x Human pairing

Amanda - a twenty four years old raven haired bimbo was standing in the middle of Nowhere, South Africa. She was questioning her life choices. She was about to graduate without finding a husband and was very unhappy about that. Failure to get married, or even engaged caused her to consider finishing her studies in wildlife biology. To finish her degree she had to do at last one vocational, and this is how she ended up taking this trip. To possibly the last virgin swamp on this earth. Where her perfectly natural body, tall and curvy, with perfect proportions and big D-cup chest was getting slowly eaten by mosquitoes.

"I'll repeat it one last time. Do not leave the camp" your creepy professor repeated with his gurgling voice. Once more making you wonder why the hell you are here.

Rusty worrywart kept screaming at you every chance he got. All started when it turned out you lost your bag at the airport. You've been a target of his harassment ever since. Sure he told you not to check it and take it as a carry on. But it was either the plasma spectrometer or your game console, and how else you were going to survive 8 hour flight right?

He kept treating you like an idiot all the way through the trip and blaming you for things that were clearly not your fault right? Like it's 21st century right? Who doesn't accept credit cards?

You weren't even at your destination and he's already on your ass again so you kinda started tuning him out.

Now it was the middle of the night and you had to piss. Problem was you didn't really know how, I mean you knew how just didn't exactly know where. Leaving your tent you looked around and saw everyone else sleeping. The fire died down and camp was shrouded in darkness.

Should you wake up someone and ask? Or just take few steps outside the circle of the tents and crouch against the tree?

You look around the camp but don't see anyone in the dying firelight so you sneak out into the darkness. You were not getting screamed at again. You head towards a tree with a couple of boulders around it and walk around them so no-one can see as you squat and take off your thong spreading your legs and raising the skirt so that you can pee. As you squat down there plants rustle around you. While you do look around you don't notice that two small tendrils slowly climb towards your legs. Slowly and gently wrapping themselves around your ankles as you relieve yourself.

When you finally stand up and raise your foot to put back on your panties it lets you raise one ... before pulling on the other. With one leg up and panties in your hands you quickly loose the balance. Surprised you don't even manage to scream before the vines strengthen the hold on your ankles and start pulling you back towards the swamp through the moist vegetation. You gasp as you're dragged through the grass. Your beautiful white skin getting dirty with mud.

The vines stop pulling you for a second, you find yourself half covered by dirt, in very dishevel state. Looking around you see whole bunch of fireflies circling around, lighting up moonless night.

"Hello?! is anyone there?!" you call out feeling the chill of the night, being dressed in just trainers, short skirt and tight fitting top wondering to yourself how the hell did that just happened. You hear rustling again and shout "Hey? who's there?" hoping it's one of the team, and not caring if they see you in such a sorry state.

Looking around you see vines hanging down from a gigantic tree. Tree itself seems to be covered by uncountable tendrils, slithering and writhing around the trunk. Two of the thicker ones start sliding through the ground towards you and wrap themselves around your legs, coiling around your calves. They are coarse, and you can feel scratching as they wrap themselves tight scratching your soft white skin.

The vines start to pull again. This time pulling up! You feel that you are being lifted up. Two vines dropping from the branches about a metre apart. Your legs get spread apart and you panic thinking about being discovered by the professor and the team like that. Your ass starts to leave the ground. Vines do not relent and continue pulling you up until you find yourself hanging upside down. Your legs spread into almost ninety degrees. Your skirt falling down onto your torso. Your blouse dropping onto your head exposing your bra.

"HEEEEELLLLPPPPP!!" you scream finally, deciding to throw the modesty out of the window and get out of this nightmarish situation. You try to close your legs and somewhat succeed until more vines grab your hand and start sliding down your legs towards your crotch. Dropping from the branches and jumping from the ground as you swing your arms to close to it. Two manage to grab your arms preventing you from defending yourself. Coarse texture wraps around your wrists and holding them down.

Few other wines wrap themselves around your torso. One wraps around your neck. It doesn't **** you though, and it seems different then others. It's not coarse, instead it seems to be covered by a slimy resin. Two other vines like that wrap themselves around your thighs.

For a moment they settle like that. They almost stop moving, keeping you restrained, unable to move, upside down. Your hair free and hanging down towards the ground. Your blouse covering your face so you can't see much. Immobilized and trapped by a living tree.

Shocked you stop screaming for a a while and freeze in horror as you feel one of the slimy vines slide between your breasts. It pushes under your bra, then strains against your chest. Moments later bra gives in and back clasps let go. The buttons of the blouse are right after it.

It allows you to see, but the sight is not pretty. Vines swirl around your body. You can see both coarse ones and slimy ones slide over your body. Wrapping you and pulsing. They keep you restrained for another few minutes, occasionally squeezing you hard, then releasing. Seemingly probing you.

You see three slimy ones extend away from your body, one of them forms arc and places it's end in front of your mouth. Then they constrict. Hard. When you open your mouth to scream the slimy appendage rushes inside your mouth and between your teeth.

As you bit in you find it hard ... and delicious. You can't bite through it, but you can sink your teeth a bit. The slimy resin you lick off it is just delectable. It tastes a bit like a sweet mint cookie. With pleasant jelly consistency.

Minty taste fills your mouth and throat. As you suck on the slimy tentacle and find yourself calming down. You're still of course distressed, but no longer actively panicking. That's of course until you start feeling the tentacle start wriggling around your vagina. Spreading it's sap all over your slit, before finding an opening ... and pushing itself against it. It's thick, thicker then any dick that was there before, you could probably wrap your hand around it, maybe. It pushes against your entrance, stronger and stronger until it forces itself inside.

You thrash around and moan from both pain and pleasure. The sap against your vagina burns like an mild icy-hot. The burning both painful and pleasant at the same time. After a minute pain subsides and only pleasure remains.

Once the vine enters with one strong push it doesn't go back out. Instead it starts twirling and squirming inside of you. Going round and vibrating like the end of the whip.

The sap in your mouth keeps making you mellow, the minty tingling on your pussy however has quite a different effect. It makes your skin and insides sensitive, every small gust of wind now sends shivers down your spine. Of course a thick piece of wood inside your cunt helps a lot with your arousal.

The vine keeps thrashing inside you, vibrating faster, then slower. Alternating between circular motions and flipping back and forth.

Focusing on front you don't notice third wine pushing itself between your ass-cheeks. That is until it too starts pushing against your opening. It's not like you can resit though. Completely immobilised, helpless, you can only clench your ass so long before the thick wooden tendril pushes past your resistance ... and sphincter. Pushing deeper inside until good foot of it is filling your ass.

All the while the tentacle in your vagina continues to fuck you with it's slithering motions. The combined efforts of three vines vibrating and swirling in all of your three holes, together with aphrodisiac they seem to secrete makes you slowly loose your mind. You struggle stronger and stronger, but all it does is to push the tentacles around, deeper and deeper into your orifices. You buck like an wild animal when they finally make you cum.

As you start shaking in orgasm the vines explode with sap. In your mouth, in your vagina in your ass. All three of your holes get filled with torrent of mint-flavoured slimy fluid. You swallow as much as you can and feel that you're slowly drifting away. The fluid enhancing your orgasm, pumping your womb full until it starts spilling out and over your belly and down onto the rest of your body until you loose consciousness in a final wave of pleasure.

You wake up to some noise with the first rays of sunshine. Laying down at the foot of the tree. A tree that in a light of day seems completely normal. No slimy tendrils, no twisting vines. Just a normal huge tree. Was last night just a dream? Your body is sore all over, but that was probably a result of spending a night in the swamp. Your clothes are tethered, but that too could be explained.

But there's still that taste of mint in your mouth as you manage to produce some saliva and swallow it down, and as you stand up, you discover some green ooze leaking from between your thighs...