"No, it was you who told me," you say. "Maybe you're having difficulty remembering because you're... horny, Ivy."
"Horny...?" Her anger fades a little as she gives you a confused look. "No..." The trigger definitely did something, but it doesn't seem like it's taken full hold. Maybe I should say it again.
"Flushed cheeks. Rapid breaths. I don't know, but it looks to me like you are Horny, Ivy." This time she twitches a little at the phrase.
"What are you..? Stop that!"
"Stop what? Don't blame me because you're Horny, Ivy." She closes her eyes. "Does the thought of vines stuffing all your holes make you Horny, Ivy?"
"Yess..." she moans. Yes! Ok just keep pushing a little more.
"Good. Keep thinking of how it feels to have your vines sliding in and out of you, each stroke making you more and more Horny, Ivy." You notice that the vines, whether actively controlled or by their own volition, have crept away from Huntress and are rising up toward Ivy. "You're such a dirty girl. But it's okay to be Horny, Ivy." She shudders and slides a hand under her panties.
"Yeah Ivy, you're a horny slut!" Huntress chimes in.
"What--?" And that breaks Ivy out of her trance. If your hand wasn't tied to the wall, you would be facepalming right now. Ivy quickly withdraws her hand from her crotch. "Horny slut?" she glares at Huntress. "I'll show you a horny slut!" Ivy quickly strides over and kisses Huntress deeply. This time, the change is almost instantaneous with Ivy's amped up pheromones and Huntress returns the kiss instead of shying away. As they continue loudly making out, Ivy sneaks her hands up through the window over the stomach of the superheroine's uniform and starts playing with the Huntress' boobs. "Only a slut like you would design an easy access hole in their own uniform!" Ivy taunts before continuing her kissing and groping. All Huntress can do is gasp and moan in response.
This is getting out of hand in a hurry. And as much as you'd enjoy watching, it's probably not in your best interest to be idle.
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