Get on the plant-girl.

Vivia was furious. She had been violated and used by that jungle-whore, and wasn't about to let it go unpunished. The bush was empty but for the closed-up buds sitting throughout it, but she was determined to make it pay.

Methodically, she dug at the roots of the plant, soon finding the head and torso that assaulted her buried deep at the base of the tree. Its eyes were closed, yet as she pulled the mock-person up from under the bush, they opened to roll forward and meet her heated glare.

With her hands gripping the sides of the petal-dressed head, Vivia snarled. Bright-purple eyes stared back, shining in the moonlight. The emotionless face fell half-lidded, as if the thing was tired. “You did this to me,” Vivia growled. “I'll fuck you right back, jungle-whore.”

“Help...” it whispered pleadingly. She wasn't sure if it was sincere, or was just doing as its instincts told it to. Nevertheless, Vivia was bent on giving it a taste of its own medicine.

The plant-girl had no vagina she could find, but its plump little lips hid a hole she knew of, and it was similar enough to the hole she'd had violated, so Vivia pushed its head down low, and rammed her girl-cock into its mouth.

The sensation made her moan. The pseudo-mouth was cooler than she expected, but soft and moist, too. Her new member slid down a tight, narrow channel that sucked like a real mouth. She held its head firmly, her hips driving it into the tree-trunk with each thrust. As she fucked it, the plant-girl's eyes wobbled, wide and rolling back as its head struck the bark.

Vivia fucked it with reckless abandon, moaning loudly as the pretty face upon her cock bounced back-and-forth. Soon enough, she reached a climax, shuddering as she came inside the plant-girl's mouth. She emptied the last drops of her cum inside, bucking into the head one last time for good measure and panting with relief. The milky-white eyes were rolled back all the way—just as hers must have been when it was done to her.

As she slid her deflated phallus out of the wet little hole, she felt a vine snap tight around her ankle. Purple eyes flicked back down to fix upon her serenely. Vivia gasped as more vines grabbed her, and yanked her off her feet.

She was dragged into the bush as more vines surrounded her, rendering her struggles ineffective and holding her tight to the ground. The plant-girl stood over her, and a small smile came back to its face as it leaned in close, chest pressing against Vivia's once again.

It planted its lips on her mouth, a tongue-like vine forcing it open to pump her own cum down her throat. Vivia stared into its glowing eyes as she was once again **** to swallow, her cries of protest muffled soundly.

Once the kiss was broken, she gasped for air, soon finding herself being dragged further toward the tree. A small hole opened up below the plant-girl's waist, and as it smiled so gently, Vivia was pulled inside it, quickly trapped within a wet, dark orifice. Her legs slid in, then her hips, and there it closed around her waist, and a gooey warmth surrounded her in a snug embrace from there down.

As she breathed a moan of surprise at the hugging sensation, it was curtailed with a squeak, when an even more surprising feeling occurred with more precision...