Try to find the road

You try to remember your basic scouting skills and attempt to backtrack to the road. But all the plants start to look the same after a while, and now the color of the light filtering in through the trees seems to suggest it’s now a lot later in the day. You start to feel like you could use a rest, when all of a sudden your foot gets caught in some vegetation.

You try to pull your ankle out, but to your horror you realize a living vine is creeping up your leg, advancing ticklishly to your thigh!

You reach for your weapon but a vine snaps out of the bushes and locks onto your wrists; another shoots up to twist around your nuts.

You yelp, but it’s too late. You’re being pulled into the trees from every limb, and struggling seems to make the vines wrap tighter and tighter around you. You feel vines tickling at your taint and asshole while another one has an iron grip around the length of your cock, and another starts to force its way into your mouth.