Down Under

Alison felt the electricity of excitement from the vine that was rubbing itself against her nipple. The little pleasant feeling shocks traveling across her offered enough stimulation to her body to arouse Alison. She closed her eyes, she was helpless and had no means to resist it. All she could do was wait it out. She focused on the pleasure, making her more sensitive areas secret some moisture, but the back of her mind still possessed an element of ****. She wasn't going to let her guard down completely, and hoped that an opportunity to break free might arise.

While the upper vine was busy gaining information by harassing one of Alison's teats, the lower had yet only gotten to fold itself around one of her legs. It had snuck in through a hole in her pants on the knee, and coiled itself around her upper leg, its head positioned next to her hips. Continuing its exploration, the vine crossed the front and found itself adjacent to a piece of fabric, with a damp spot. Its curiosity aroused, it decided to throw itself against the damp fabric and embrace it. With the full extent of it's **** pushing against the cloth, the vine formed a shape like an S and slithered back and forth, maintaining its shape.

Alison was taken by surprise. Something was rubbing against her pussy. Instinctively she folded her legs and tried sealing that part of her body away, but the vines had already been set in their position. The vines being relentless and forceful, she was **** to soldier through the situation. Thank goodness for my underwear, she thought. However it didn't protect her from the sensations, the raw tingling in her lower body that was caused by the vines pressing and moving against her thinly protected folds. The pleasant feeling, hitting her mind like a tingly breath of fresh minty air, was fogging but not stopping her thoughts. Her lower parts appreciated the feeling more than she did, and became more wet, which seemed to encourage the vines. Alison could hardly help but muster a "Mmhmmm" as the vines increased in vitality and strength, the rhythm of its movement speeding up. The other vine had not stopped playing with one of her boobs, and so she was building up for an orgasm with all of the teasing.

The vines found that despite their persistence, they had made little progress. So, pausing their **** on Alison, they pulled more of their own bodies into the holes in her clothes, and assumed a position with lots of tension. Their unwilling victim tried to look around, see what they were up to, and figure out what was next in store. The vines, ready to act, quickly **** themselves against the clothing, enough to break them off in a sudden burst.

Her clothes exploded off her, with the vines that **** themselves outwards falling off of her. Not only was Alison startled by the sudden event, she realized that she was hanging in the air, practically naked, save for her panties. She was mortified at the prospect of being naked, and also terrified at what might come.