Keep Trying To Free Her

You can't just leave you friend to be **** by some kind of vines monster. You reach down between her legs, grabbing for the tentacle between her legs. And they are tentacles, the closer they are to the source the more the "vine" disguise disappears revealing their true oily slickened form. Your finger have trouble getting a good grip, forcing you to really concentrate on holding onto the wriggling thing.

Ayame barely seems to notice your efforts; the other tentacle has creeped up her her right leg and is worming inside of her from behind as the fabric of her running shorts begins to tear. Her eyes are almost all the way closed and she's breathing just as hard as you are now; her B-cups heaving up and down with each gasping sigh. The tentacles that had grabbed her arms before have slid all the way around her chest at least twice and you can see them cuddling her breasts beneath her stretching tee shirt. You see that her nipples are hard and you're surprised to realize that yours are too.

You're so focused on fighting the vine between her legs and distracted by Ayame's growing arousal that you don't notice another, much thicker tentacle stealing up from behind you. You're not even aware of it until, in a single speedy motion, it wraps around your neck. Sparkling lights dance in front of your eyes as the tentacle squeezes off your airway and yanks you away from your friend to the forest floor. You kick at the ground in panic and claw at the enormous coil but it's too late already.

The monster has Ayame, it doesn't need you both. You hear a low throbbing ringing in your ears as it chokes you. Everything goes blurry as your eyes lose focus and a gray mist seems to fill your vision. Your kicking is weaker and your arms feel like heavy jelly. You hear Ayame beginning to orgasm as everything else falls silent. The gray mist deepens and turns to blackness as your world recedes into emptiness.