Wisdom save successfull

Wisdom save succeeded, mental stability temporarily restored.

In a moment of clarity, I discovered that my arms were still free. The plant was focused exclusively on my pussy, keeping my legs in place to prevent me from closing them.

I reached for my sword and pulled it free from its sheat. I could already feel the pleasure rising again, the tendril relentlessly kept fucking me from one orgasm into the next. I saw the prompt hovering above the tendril.

Cut off the tendril to stop the **** on your sex, then proceed to cut yourself free.

Requires any sharp weapon and at least one level in its corresponding skill.

Not waiting for the third orgasm to hit me I acknowledged the prompt, thanking my luck for choosing short bladed weapons at the start.

I stabbed the tendril fucking me and in one swift motion pulled it to the side, cutting it bad enough that when it recoiled in pain, it tore itself apart. The sudden spastic movements of the tendril sent new waves of pleasure into me, but I pushed it to the back of my head and continued hacking away at the vines holding my legs.

With each vine I cut, the plant life around me shuddered and withdrew further away from me. When the last vine holding my leg was cut off, I scrambled to my feet and retreated as far away from the central dais as I could.

My legs were weak, barely able to support me. I was shaking from the experience, and my pussy felt hot and was glowing with desire. It was close, but I was free. But that was WAY to close. I looked myself over for any wounds. I looked remarkably fine all things considering. I had some bruises on my legs from where the vines had held me, and my pussy was sore from the violent fucking I received but other than that I was fine. Physically.

Mentally was a different thing. The debuff the spores had given me was a serious problem, and I was already 48% towards the next level, whatever that would do. It was hard to concentrate on not masturbating right now, but I managed to keep my urges in check. Perhaps the only good thing about this was that I apparently had received a good fucking, as the Lecherous trait had reset back to five hours. I really hope that item was worth this.

I began to straighten my clothes and armour back into a more normal state and made a rather unfortunate discovery. My panties had disappeared. They were simply gone. The only thing covering my nether region now was my leather trousers and the thick coating of slime the tendril had left during its ****.

That piece of information hid me rather hard, though it shouldn't. It made sense that a creature such as this would have means to strip its victims of any clothing. Shaking my head from any distracting thoughts, both erotic and normal, I turned around and walked out of the room and down the small ziggurat. Pointedly ignoring the rubbing of my trousers against my now unprotected pussy.

My breath was burning in my lungs as I ran as fast as I could through the ruined city towards the large stairs that had to lead to the exit. The plantlife flew past me in a multicoloured blur, trying to keep up with my speed, but so far failing. If barely.

It was now two hours after I had escaped from the plant. I had continued my search through the ruins for the exit, but the only thing I found was more of those small ziggurats, each with a round dais in the centre. I approached one, now ready for what would happen, and sure enough, another large flower slowly rose from behind it. This time I immediately cut it off with my sword before it could do something, and I was safely able to retrieve a stone cylinder, not unlike the first one I found.

This was nice and all, but I really had to find the exit. It was getting harder and harder to resist the urge to masturbate thanks to the debuff the pollen had given me. As I exited the room I looked across the small plaza this ziggurat was build upon, and that was when I saw her for the first time. My until now elusive opponent in this challenge.

She stood at the end of one of the streets and looked at me in the same way I looked at her.

She was tall and slender. Her long hair, as black as the night, was tied in a ponytail that reached just past her but. She wore a leather armour like me, but hers was coloured in a dull white-ish grey, like the limestone buildings around us. The armour did little to hide her shapely figure, and her large breasts strained the chest piece, threatening to spill out at the first wrong move. Her exposed skin was a deep black, and it shone with sweat just like my skin was.

For a second we looked at each other, and then bolted in the opposite direction, each determent to find the exit before the other. A few times we saw glimpses of each other as we ran through the ruins. The first time she ignored me, but the second time we saw each other, she threw a throwing dagger in my direction. I was **** to stop and duck out of the way and lost her again behind a building.

The third time I saw her I beat her to it. The moment I had a clear view I casted erotic visions at her. Her hand, raised and holding another dagger, stopped and she slowed down as she got a faraway look in her eyes. It didn't stop her for long, but it was something. We spent the next thirty minutes or so going back and forth like this, each trying to prevent the other from winning.

All this casting of the vision spell had made the spell level up so now I had to choose which sensory information I wanted to at as a second layer into the vision. But this could wait until later, now I had to find the exit. I reached the top of a small hill this part of the city was build on, and could finally see what HAD to be my destination.

At the edge of the city, I could see ziggurat as large as the one I started in. The fact that a dagger flew past my face, quickly followed by the dark-skinned girl, further proved my suspicion. I to continue the race toward the exit. The moment the both of us started our descent of the small hill, the plants around us came to life in a way they had not done before. They were much faster in their movements now, easily keeping pace with us if we moved at our normal walking speed.

So run we did, as fast as we could, while still trying to trip the other up with my spell, or her occasional dagger. Which led to my current position of me running as fast as I have ever done.

I was beginning to run low on energy now. The erotic vision spell, while cheap, was slowly draining me. I had maybe two or three casts left before I ran out. I used it one more time in an attempt to slow my opponent down, and this time it caught for a few seconds.

This prompted another pop-up for the vision spell. It was now level three. All that casting on her sure did wonders for levelling it. I could now add a third layer of sensory information into the vision.

The other girl slowed down to a walk allowing me to overtake her and gain some distance. A startled yelp indicated that she had broken out of my spell a short time later, and was now cutting away at the vines that were trying to trap her.

But the damage was done. I had reached the stairs and before I started the exhausting climb to the top, I looked over my shoulder and used my last energy to cast one last vision at her.

This time she actually stopped. The plants took advantage of her vulnerability and began binding her in the vines. By the time I was halfway up the stairs, I could hear her panicked screams from below. When I reached the top I saw that there was a large building. Praying that this was the exit I entered the room.

The second I was over the threshold a gate fell down.

You have reached the exit before your opponent. Congratulations, now you can watch your enemy be violated and defeated while you recover in peace.

On cue, four large windows appeared on the walls around me. Each showed the dark girl in the jungle below me from a different angle as she desperately fought off the encroaching vines and tentacles.