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Chapter 7 by yesterdayspapers yesterdayspapers

Does the plant go further with Harry and Ron?

Much further!

Strong vines wrapped around the boys' legs and arms, lifting them off the floor and suspending them in mid-air, hanging over Hermione's bed. Their initial protests were quickly muffled by large, cock-shaped protuberances entering their mouths, causing both to **** and gag. Harry could see Hermione below him, splayed out and in the throes of her second orgasm. Her eyes locked with his as he felt his own legs being pulled apart and the thin tendrils curled around his shaft tightening, pulling back his foreskin, teasing his dickhole.

The plant seemed to grow continuously. More shoots appeared, capturing his balls in a tight vice and stroking up and down his taint. His initial terror and shock was turning into pleasure - it seemed that the sticky fluid released by the tendrils had a calming effect, and he felt his muscles relax slightly. Opposite him, Ron was groaning as he received a similar treatment - one tiny branch had actually penetrated his urethra, and was sticking out of his modest but rock-hard dick. Harry's eyes widened in shock, but he quickly found he had his own problems to worry about. One branch wrapped around his waist tightly, squeezing his well-defined abs, while another began to probe his asshole. The tip stroked up and down, before pressing harder against him and pushing its way into his rectum.

Harry screamed in pain. In reaction, the plant violently shot large quantities of the sticky fluid down his throat. The **** and volume were too much for his mouth to contain, and he choked as the excess dribbled out of the corners. He winced as the plant slowly began to fuck him, each out-stroke feeling like his hole was on fire, but each in-stroke causing his body to shake with pleasure as the thing found his prostate. On the bed below, Hermione's stomach looked like it was about to burst, the tentacles squirming inside her visible through her belly. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Ron, spreadeagled in mid-air with tentacles thrusting in and out of him.

With each thrust, Harry could feel his orgasm building. The shoots pressing against his perineum felt amazing, and the sight of Ron and Hermione also being abused and covered in sticky white ropes of plant-cum was a huge turn-on. The pleasure of the vine rubbing against his spot started to spread out, along his dick, down his legs, along his back... Harry tensed as the feeling overtook him, spurts of his own jizz shooting out of his massive cock and covering Hermione on the bed below. The orgasm continued, and he felt his sphincter tighten in ecstasy.

What's next?

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