Wisdom save failed

Laying on the ground, with my legs held in a vice-like grip by two tendrils, there was very little I could do to escape the relentless fucking I received. I turned my head to the side and saw my sword, just where it had fallen. I tried to reach for it, if only I could get my hands on it, I could use it to cut myself free. The fingers of my hand brushed over the grip as I almost had it, but the building pleasure inside me became harder and harder to resist. I steeled myself in a last attempt to get my weapon.

'Wisdom save failed.'

The notification filled me with dread, as yet another orgasm tore through my body. I shook uncontrollably on the ground as waves of pleasure overwhelmed me. In my throughs of orgasm, I had knocked my sword away, now far out of reach. I made a **** attempt to get it, but two new vines descended from the ceiling and snaked around my hands and arms. Too weak to pull away from them, and my only weapon out of reach, I was completely at the mercy and whims of this plant-like entity.

The vines around my arms began to retract, pulling me up as they went. I was now on my knees, with my arms held above me. My legs were held wide apart by the first tendrils that caught me, and the yellow tendril between my legs was still giving me the fucking of my life. Meanwhile, the slime produced by the yellow tendril was slowly dissolving my armour wherever it touched it. As my trousers fell apart, the tendril got better access to my privates, and it was now able to fuck me even deeper and harder. Which it did without hesitation.

The resulting pleasure sent me on an unstoppable climb, and I knew all too well what would happen when I reached the peak. But just before I would explode in orgasm, the tendril stopped fucking me and stayed buried as deep into my pussy as it could. For a second, I lamented the loss of stimulation when I was so close to finishing, but that thought was quickly banished when I saw what the plant had in store for me.

Following the yellow tendril back to the tangled mass of vines and flowers, I saw a large bulge journey down the tendril, towards my pussy. I struggled futilely as the bulge moved through the tendril, and up between my legs. I screamed in horror as the bulge reached the end, buried deep inside my pussy, and a large amount of slimy goo was shot inside of me. It filled my womb, covered every part of my pussy, and slowly leaked down my thighs, as I was unable to contain the sheer volume. The strength of the plant's "ejaculation", was enough to tip me over, and my screams of fear turned into one of pleasure as I came once more.

'Natures lust level 5: At this level, each orgasm will give more pleasure than the previous. This effect will increase indefinitely.'

I didn't even notice the window, too far out of it from the **** of my orgasm. Never before was I **** to orgasm so fast after each other. I didn't even notice a new tendril approaching me until it was right in front of me.

A fist-sized red flower hovered in front of my face. It opened into four long leaves, and a yellow tendril similar to the one fucking me was in the middle of it. In my weakened state, I was unable to offer any form of resistance, and the tendril shot forward. My mouth opened in a surprised yell, and the tendril used that opportunity to insert itself into my mouth. The leaves wrapped around my cheeks and chin, and the top one fell over my nose. I recoiled in panic, but the flower was now firmly in place. It gave me a second to get used to the invading tendril, before it began to thrust back and forth, fucking my mouth in the same way that my pussy was being fucked.

I vaguely felt two slimy tentacles snake across my torso, destroying my chest armour as they moved towards their destination. When they had reached my breasts, they circled around them, applying just enough pressure to make my soft breasts bulge between the fleshy appendage. They began to move and contract, mauling my breasts in a forceful way. In my oversexed state of mind, that too was pleasurable, and I could feel the unmistakable signs of another orgasm approaching. A couple more seconds from the plants not so tender ministrations, and I came. My body trashed against the vines holding me in place, and I moaned wantonly around the tendril moving into my mouth. A few more seconds and my entire body became rigid as I came. The orgasm somehow felt stronger than before, and the **** and pleasure of it had me seeing stars as my mind became blank.

The strength of the orgasms was beginning to exhaust me. By now, the only thing that held me up was the vines holding my hands above me, kept me on my knees. I was slowly regaining some of my focus, but I could also feel the pleasure rising inside of me. This plant was relentless, I knew it is only a matter of time before I would cum again, but I was completely at its mercy.

I heard a sound from behind me but was unable to turn my head and look. I young woman entered my field of vision, this must be the other player I was supposed to compete against.

She was tall and slender. With long hair, as black as the night, 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.

She was careful to stay out of the reach of the tendrils, lest she is captured as well, and reached down to pick up the stone cylinder that got me in my current situation. I pleaded her to get me out, to save me from this. But my cries were muffled by the tendril that was still fucking my mouth, and my pleading eyes did nothing to persuade her. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I saw the only means of escape move away from me, and I feebly began to struggle against the vines holding me. But I was too weak, the orgasms drained me of my strength, and I could only watch helplessly as the dark-skinned beauty walked past me.

She looked me in the eyes, and for a moment I saw sorrow as if she felt for me. But it quickly disappeared, and her eyes became hard with resolution. She reached her hand between my legs, and I felt a soft hand touch the outside of my pussy. Still looking me in the eyes, she began to gently rub my pussy lips and clit. The extra pleasure was too much to resist, and it only took seconds for me to cum again. The orgasm was even stronger than the previous one, and this time, I lost all sense of my surroundings. When I regained some of it, the woman was gone. But I had no time to think on that, as a bulge began to decent through the tendril violating my mouth. A fresh wave of panic washed over me as I saw the bulge get closer and closer to my mouth.

The Tendril pushed as deep into my mouth as it could without making me gag before the same slimy goo as before filled my mouth. It tasted strangely sweet and bitter at the same time, and I couldn't suppress a shudder as I felt it slowly go down my throat into my stomach.

'Critical hit against an unprotected weak spot. Natures lust is now level 6.

Natures lust level 6: You will recover faster from orgasms, and your body will no longer tire from sex.'

"What? It won't even allow me to go ****?"

Unfortunately, I wasn't given time to think about why, as the plant's relentlessly brought me more and more pleasure. It kept going until I reached orgasm, after which I was given a reprieve, however short it was. The tendril fucking my pussy withdrew, making me moan from the sudden emptiness inside me. A new tendril rose between my spread open legs, this one with a flower not unlike the one trapping my mouth. Not that I could see any of it, I was unable to look down to see what happened between my legs. The flower opened in the same way as the other one, but if I was able to look down, I could have seen the difference between them. As it was, all I could do was give a satisfied moan when the new tendril pushed into my wet pussy. Then moan even more when the leaves closed around my groin, and my pussy and clit exploded in pleasure.

Unseen by me, the leaves of the flower and the central tendril had thousands of minuscule vines that writhed and vibrated. And just above the heart of the flower, a sucker opened to fit over my clit. When the tendril entered my pussy, the flower closed over my groin, sucking my clit into the "mouth". As it began fucking me, the vibrations and writhing along the tendril sent untold waves of pleasure from my pussy into my sexual core. The mouth began sucking powerfully while the vines inside it pleasured my sensitive clit. The vines on the leaves did the same thing to the outsides of my pussy, making me shiver and moan uncontrolably as I was brought closer to orgasm.

The added stimulation to my groin was enough to push me into orgasm, but despite the constantly increasing strength of my orgasms, I felt none of the usual tiredness that followed a climax. For what felt like hours to me, the plant kept up fucking me. Each orgasm was stronger than the previous one, and I could feel myself getting lost in the constant pleasure. My pussy was dripping with both my own juices and the sticky goo that it would occasionally shoot into me. I had swallowed several loads of the same stuff as it **** the tendril into my throat.

'Natures lust level 7: During orgasm, your body will produce a larger then normal amount of semen (if male), or you will squirt and produce milk from your breasts (If female).'

'Natures lust level 8: You are no longer able to physically resist sexual pleasure.'

I had long since stopped paying attention to the notifications, but I knew Natures lust was at a high level right now. My mind went blank as I climaxed again, and I felt a powerful jet of liquid fill my pussy before it started to leak out from between the little openings of the flower leaves. I felt a stinging sensation from my breasts, and a small amount of milk trickled out of my nipples. Immediately, the tendrils wrapped around my breasts retracted, and two more flowers hovered in front of my breasts. They opened up, and I could see the countless vines writhing on the inside of the leaves. In the centre of the flower was an opening that would fit over my nipples, and the tiniest amount of movement revealed that they had vines inside them. They shot forward and captured my breasts.

The sucking and vibrating sensations all over my nipples, along with the pleasurable vibrations throughout my breasts only added to the pleasure. I no longer tried to escape, I had begun to welcome the constant pleasure. This plant made me feel things no partner ever did before, I would be crazy to try and escape it. Every time I came, I felt the sucking on my breasts and pussy intensify, as if the flowers would suck up the liquids I produced. A new load of the plant goo was **** down my throat. I did my best to swallow everything, but drops of it still escaped my mouth and rolled down my chin.

'Natures lust level 9: You become extremely fertile. To the point that the next time a persons "seed" enters your womb, you become pregnant.'

I ignored the message, too caught up in the overwhelming pleasure flowing through my body. By now, the plant had learned everything it needed to bring me ultimate pleasure. It knew my body, and my sex, better then I did. I felt the pleasure build once more, I chanced a glance at my status screen and saw my orgasm bar fill up at an incredible speed. My body began to shake as the pleasure rose towards its peak. I became rigid in my bonds as the first signs of orgasm showed itself. I was at my limit, and I waited for the inevitable to come.

And waited.

And waited.

But I didn't cum.

The tendrils fucking my pussy and mouth kept going as if nothing changed. The suckers on my clit and nipples did their work, bringing me untold pleasure while sucking up the steady flow of liquids. And the millions of vines surrounding my groin and breasts kept me thoroughly stimulated. But it wasn't enough. The plant used his complete knowledge over my sex to keep me at the edge of orgasm. I knew that the slightest touch would be enough, but it would have none of it. The pleasure was overwhelming, the lust absolute, and the need a painful reminder of how I was at its mercy. IT controlled when I would cum, and I could do nothing to escape this new level of sexual torment.

Time became meaningless to me. All I could think about was the orgasm that was kept just out of my reach. I looked at the orgasm bar on my status screen and willed it to move forward. But it remained stuck at 99.9%. My mental stats had long since been reduced to 1 by the effects of Natures lust, and I was amazed that I still had a rational thought inside my mind. Even if that sole thought was focused on trying to cum. The tendrils fucking me changed their rhythm, and I knew from experience that that meant that it would shoot another load into my overworked pussy.

As predicted, I felt the now-familiar bulge pass my lips, and shoot its load into my throat. For the briefest of moments, my thoughts were focused on swallowing everything, and the plant used that moment to finish me. The tendril fucking my pussy shot its load with a powerful stream of sticky goo, filling my womb, and coating my pussy. At the same time, every part of me that was stimulated by the plant's many vines and tendrils increased its intensity. My orgasm kept at bay for who knew how many hours, could no longer be contained, and exploded from my core with a **** I had never experienced.

Instead of a single, powerful orgasm, this one was a constant series of orgasmic waves. Each time my pussy convulsed from the pleasure, a new orgasm would wash over me, and each stronger than the previous. I screamed around the tendril in my mouth as the waves of pleasure overwhelmed me. For a full minute I trashed and twisted against the vines holding me in place, and my orgasm showed no sign of stopping.

A second minute past.

And a third.

It wasn't until the end of the sixth minute that the waves finally started to recede. Despite this impossibly strong orgasm, I didn't pass out. My mind was exhausted, but my body simply refused to give in. Suddenly, I began to feel drained. It felt like part of my physical energy was being syphoned somewhere else. Two red windows appeared in front of me, and my face became pale when I read them.

'Natures lust level 10:(final) All previous effects are permanent until an antidote is provided.'

'You have been "seeded" by Natures wrath.'

The draining sensation was the seed in my womb using my life **** to grow inside of me. The plant never stopped its **** on me, and I could already feel a new orgasm begin to build. This time, it took its time with me. It slowly builds my pleasure higher and higher, until I finally reach orgasm. The moment my body begins to convulse from pleasure, I felt something big **** it's way out of my womb. The flower opened up, and the tendril removed itself from my pussy, but the damage was done. As I came from the pleasure the plant so expertly provided, I **** the seed from my womb.

When my orgasm had run its course, the tendril reinserted itself, and the flower closed around my groin.

And the cycle would begin anew. It would spend hours fucking me senseless, then spent an equal amount of hours keeping me at the razor's edge of orgasm until I was going mad with need. And during the mind-shattering orgasm that followed, it would plant a seed into my womb. With each seed I "birthed", I grew weaker and weaker. I could faintly track time by the intensity of the light, and I knew that "hours" had turned into "days". Each orgasm was strong enough to drive me insane, but somehow, I didn't. The last days of my life were filled with overwhelming orgasms, alternated by an even stronger desire to cum, and a mind-shattering series of orgasms that allowed me to birth another seed.

After what must have been a week, my body finally gave up. I no longer had the energy it needed to produce new seeds, and I knew that this was the end for me. I was currently in the phase where it kept me on edge, and it had successfully done so for hours now. It carefully began to pull me away from the edge, only to slam me back against it with brutal efficiency. It did so over and over, each time it brought me back to the edge, the resulting orgasm felt stronger than before. For hours it kept doing this, my mind and body were truly drowned in a single, all-consuming orgasm. That it didn't allow me to have.

A small tendril lowered from the ceiling, on its tip was a green bulb. Coming from the bulb was a thin, needle-like point. The tendril shot towards my neck, and in one swift motion, the needle pierced my skin, and entered my vein. Through my sex-crazed haze, I felt something being injected, and a green screen appeared before me.

'Natures lust antidote has been injected, all effects have been removed.'

I didn't even have time to comprehend what it meant, as the plant finally allowed me to cum.

The orgasm exploded from within me with a **** I couldn't resist. Pleasure drowned out all thoughts, and my body convulsed as wave after wave of extasy washed over me. I shook violently in my bonds, and I swore I felt a few bones in my arms crack from the ****. But the pain did nothing to diminish the orgasmic pleasure assaulting me. I felt myself fade away as what was left of my mind tried to work through sensations it was never designed to experience, and lose. For the briefest of moments, the orgasms stopped, but they resumed with renewed strength after less than a second. Each orgasmic cycle represented a single time the plant had smashed me against the barrier of "almost cumming". It had done so hundreds of times, So for hours I hang helplessly as countless orgasms wracked my body and mind, destroying more of it with each orgasm.

When the orgasms stopped, the plant released my body from its iron grip. I fell face-first onto the limestone floor, but I didn't register any of it. My body was spent beyond recovery, and my mind was shattered beyond repair. The last thing I saw before my vision grew dark, was the flower repositioning itself behind the stone dais, waiting for its next victim.

In the darkness that was my world, a gold text began to form.

'You have fallen for one of the many traps that inhabit the dungeon of endless possibilities. Your life and this game are over.

You will return to the main menu momentarily. Per the rules of this particular floor, you will not be able to start a new adventure in this event. Any rewards and loot have been lost since you failed to clear the tutorial floors.'

With a startled gasp I awoke in the loading room, it's white light surrounding me in a comfortable warm glow. I looked at myself and saw that I inhabited the shapeless avatar that everyone has in the main menu.

"Well, shit."

I raised my hand to call up the selection screen, I may have been locked out of this adventure, but plenty more awaited me.