Definitely not

The wall of green starts to separate, small pieces of itself pulling off of the larger mass, and overall just sinking down into a pile that starts to slide off of the well, eventually uncovering it as well. Lost completely in the grips of your continuous orgasms, you are none the wiser, and so the strange green blob starts to approach your quivering, naked form, the extended portions of its green material having formed vine-like appendages. These vines extend outwards, creeping towards you, and far before you notice, they've seized your legs in an iron grip.

Finally, you notice, but it's far too late. Your arms leave the confines of your pussy, but you can't move your legs at all, and your arms are quickly also grabbed by the plant's tentacles. With an unknown strength, it lifts you up off of the ground, slowly pulling you towards the larger mass, regardless of your complaints and screams. A smaller vine extends upwards from the mass, and if you took the time to look closer you'd notice that it's tipped with tiny, almost hairlike feelers. Within seconds, this smaller vine has reached your pussy, and it starts to brush itself across your labia and clit in long, slow, torturous motions.

You feel pinches on the skin where the plant has a hold of your arms and legs, the monster pumping more of its natural aphrodisiac directly into your veins. Even after what was easily more than twenty orgasms, you can't help but feel the heat rush to your groin, and quickly change from screaming for help, to simply whimpering every time the plant's feelers pass over your sex. This **** continues for at least a full minute, and it feels like an entire day has passed to your mind, which quickly slips completely over the edge, flat-out begging for the teasing to stop and for the plant to simply fuck you.

At long last, it does oblige, a larger tentacle extending from its body and taking the place of the smaller one directly opposite your pussy. It eases into your opening, stretching your walls significantly, but the pain simply doesn't make it through the haze of pleasure. Your passage is incredibly well lubricated from the vast quantity of juices it's produced, which helps as the thick tentacle starts to steadily slide in and out of the opening, pushing up against the walls of your womb each time.

This begins what feels like the longest ten minutes of your life, as the plant steadily fucks you, driving you to an orgasm simply with the steady penetration, and another after that, and another after that. Your juices flow freely, dripping down on the plant's larger body, almost as if feeding the beast. The only change during these long minutes are the extension of more tentacles, none of which approach your body, instead extending out throughout the room.

Eventually, three of the tentacles do approach your shaking form, but you wouldn't notice anymore. All you know is the plant's pleasure, and so when the trio of small tentacles attach themselves directly to your nipples and clit, the only thing you can think about is how much better it feels, and why the plant wasn't playing with those organs from the start. Small pinpricks start in all three locations, the plant injecting a special mixture of its own seeds and aphrodisiacs.

A few seconds later, the tentacles detach, and the ones holding your arms and legs lower you to the ground before also letting go entirely. Your strength is completely gone, and so you simply lie in the grass as the monstrous plant beast slowly slides away and into another cavern. The pleasure is simply a part of you now, and your mind thinking about nothing else, but exhaustion grips your body, eyelids closing as you fall into a deep sleep.