Uh oh!

You turn to flee, but you're far too weakened to do anything at this point. You're stopped in your tracks as a vine latches onto your neck like a collar, gripping you firmly and reeling you in towards the creature, and before you know it you're standing right in front of it, staring up into it's core. You barely get out a call for help before you're dragged directly into it, surrounded by sturdy vines and even sturdier wooden roots, forming a cage around your body and heavily reducing your movement.

You rest there, panting faintly from exhaustion as the creature closes in around you, it's vines and tendrils exploring your body more thoroughly now that it has you subdued. Your cheeks burns red suddenly when you feel a familiar prodding against your other cheeks.. Turning about to look over your shoulder, you catch a glimpse of one of the vines rubbing your ass, as if it were trying to find a way in. You're startled again as a new one makes it's presence known, fondling your crotch slowly, and you realize what it wants to do..

You shift about weakly, managing to grab the vine that's pressed up to your groin, attempting to desperately pull it away, but this simply makes it more determined to get past your tights, the strange appendage squirming in your hand. You're just about to yell, to test if anyone is in hearing range, when a particularly slick tendril darts towards your mouth, gladly inserting itself and pushing it's way down into your throat, bulging slightly as it already begins sliding back out, only to ease itself back in..