Fuck it, or rather her. (Mindbreak, Cumflation)

I mean, I had the mind break add-on for a reason, right? She’s hardly going to go against my orders after I fuck her silly - if anything it’ll ensure her loyalty. I break her into being mine, cause her to take on experience from Pure Land as well… Fuck anything I kill just becomes part of the forest through her.

Besides, something about her begging was really getting me going - and I had just the things for that.

I had a thicker, much more penile shaped tendril form until it was half again thicker than the girl's fist, then slapped it down along her body. There was a squeal as it hit her pussy before she looked down to see the tentacle reach from her slit to the top of her tits. She whimpered in horror as I started grinding against her body. "I - w-wouldn't this be nicer with multiple girls surrounding it, all pressing their bodies along it - or with a giantess it would fit in?"

I started shifting the outer texture, lumps, spikes, small blades, hooks, even trying a sandpaper-esque texture to see what made her more afraid. Obviously, the blades were effective - even nicked her stomach and breasts. “Or-Or maybe I could help lure in a bunch of or those goblins? They attacked you too right - I bet it’d feel amazing to get **** on them like this!” She said, breaking into a sobbing mess. In response Erlen made a vine reach out from one of the trees - it was only about a fist wide, but with a number of thorns that seemed to be dripping with a clear potion we’d created. The thorns were made to graze her back and ass, scratching her slightly as she started to panic even more, a mix of tears and snot falling from her face. “They must have gotten the wood for those chariots somewhere right - what if they took pieces of you for it!?”

Echo recorded that thought for later - we really should investigate that - as he made a large plant grow around her. The plant grew upward and split in two large leaves at the end with long protrusions from the edges of the leaves. It was designed like a venus flytrap, though large enough to fit an entire head inside. Fumes visibly rolled off the leaves as Echo created a set of hollow veins to push chemicals into them from the lake, and Anemone’s terrified shivering turned to full on shaking as the panic truly started to set in. She started violently thrashing, tears spraying all around her as Echo brought the venus flytrap closer.

The tendrils holding her into the air extended and further wrapped around her arms and legs - pushing her legs further apart and wrapping around her neck to forcibly keep her head still. I didn’t stop her from thrashing her hips or body though - it made her breasts bounce and jiggle in an almost mesmerizing way. “I can lead you to my old monastery - a whole bunch of kitsune just like me - all women too - just please don’t do this to-”

Her begging was cut off as my three minds acted as one. I pulled the tendril back and started pressing it against her sex, Erlen drove the vine up her ass and into her lower intestine before pulling back slightly to dig the thorns in, and Echo launched the flytrap to encase her head and engulf her with the chemical cocktail he’d formed in the lake. First there was screaming - loud, panicked, painful screaming as the potion worked its magic inside of her. It was a simple elasticity potion meant to give her body a literally magical level of stretchiness. Based on the God’s Eye previews of it Echo and Erlen took of it while I was asleep, it was an incredibly rare potion that on an official level was used to allow people to squeeze into tight spaces.

We however were going to use it to make a tight space fit around us - and as her body started to take to the potion the tendril prodding her slit started to make headway into her. I decided to start with a mix of forward and reverse facing barbs, not big enough to tear anything but I doubted the scraping or sharp feeling were in any way kind to her. The chemical cocktail on the other hand was far more useful as a battle feature - and one I had every intention of exploiting on myself in much more reasonable doses. It increased one's perception of time but decreased the speed of the body. You'd experience everything, just at a rate of ten seconds for every second real time and with your body moving at roughly half its ordinary speed.

This would reduce her thrashing to mere swaying, like she was rolling her hips and flaunting her tits for us - and speech would be slowed down too. Her thrashing jolted up for a bit as the tendril continued to push her now elastic organs out of the way in order to fully bury itself inside of her - her pussy and womb stretching to accommodate. Her cervix had been no issue, it was more malleable too, so it offered no resistance to the length pushing through to said womb.

I had a thought, one shared with Echo and Erlen, and a new chemical found itself being pumped into the venus flytrap. As her body slowed down, the new chemical began to flow into her - this one meant to induce ovulation. We weren’t sure how kitsune worked, but in humans there are a certain number of ‘available’ eggs that can be reached - one matures, the rest die, a new set comes in, the cycle repeats. It is the single most hated cycle in human history - so why not make a chemical that sort of ruins that cycle? Rather than just one egg being mature, the chemical forces the maturation of every single available egg - rather than just one egg, or two, or eight in one really rare case…

This chemical would leave a woman with somewhere in the range of one thousand mature eggs ready to be impregnated.

If I’m honest I’m not even sure she’ll survive that - even with the only one weeklong gestation period… in fact that might make it even harder.

I took control of the vine to keep the potion flowing like an IV while Erlen started working on creating a hyper-nutritional potion to give the woman and the soon to be forming children the nutritional content to survive this experiment - at least the kids anyway. I might have been a bit hasty on how I handled making minions this time. If nothing else, we had a reason to keep the vine in her ass - it’d probably be the method we injected her with the nutrition too. Her thrashing started to die off into a mere sway and her screams slowed down into slow, intelligible begging and sobbing. We opened enough of the venus flytrap to let her look down at how the bulge from my tendril reached up to her chest, nestled between her tits as I effectively fucked her entire body with each thrust - with her slowed perception making her see everything in fine detail she couldn’t close her eyes fast enough to avoid seeing. A pair of tendrils branched off from the ones holding her arms in place to press her breasts together - making it look like I was tit fucking her through her own body.

Her eyes started to roll back as her blood pressure tanked - she was fainting from shock. More chemicals flooded the venus flytrap to **** her to stay conscious again, with some fresh air pulled in from elsewhere to keep her from suffocating. There was no doubt she'd be lightheaded as fuck from low oxygen, but she’d have enough to survive. “Please… why… close… free…” Her words were slurred and slow - and it sounded like a few words were missing too, maybe between the enhanced perception and slowed body the signals were hitting her mouth too fast? Like someone who tries to say are you okay and I’m so sorry at the same time and ends up saying Are you sorry.

I started thrusting in and out of her faster, testing the limits of the potion's effects. Another thing of note was how little I was getting out of this. Now make no mistake, making her beg, her breaking down before I’d even thrust into her, all of that was really good - revved me all kinds of up after the massive dry spell. The actual sex though… was proving to be pretty underwhelming. No fault of hers, shit she was tight as hell given that for all the stretchiness her body was still trying pretty hard to go back to its proper shape, so even if she wasn’t actively clenching her entire body was trying to push me out. It was more just… the sheer difference in size between us three and her - she’s at most five six, maybe five seven.

My average tree height is around one hundred fifty, and I was at minimum a few thousand acres in diameter - which is small for a forest to be honest. Simple fact of the matter is that rather than being some small sex toy… it was more like something the size of an ant. It was nice… but it just wasn’t good enough to really take the edge off. I’d still be able to knock her up - no stopping that, I was just going to continue to be frustrated to a degree. Erlen finished the hyper nutrient combo and took control of the vine again as I occupied the new free portion of my mind to utilize God’s Eye on myself again.

Name: Oasis/Echo/Erlen of the Sunscar

Race: Verdure/Erosarkic

Level: 54

Class: Sorcerer (Level 54, Alchemist)

Skills: Potion Production, Regeneration, Limited Shape-Shift, Seeder, Parallel Cores, Carnation Conquest, Verdant Growth.

All seemed to be in order really… wait. Seeder, Carnation Conquest - not to mention while it’s not here the add-on for breeder…

Erlen realized the same thing as I did and started concentrating the nutrient batch while I started pounding into her even harder, to the point of the tip of the bulge coming just short of popping her in the lips. Potion and chemical flow were taken over by Echo while I worked on creating a place for her to recover so we could use her again if she somehow survived. After all, it wasn’t going to be a week for her to give birth to our new minions.

It would take a day - at most.

Her shaking grew more erratic, if still slow, and she was drooling all over herself as she attempted to lick or kiss the bulge as it came up to her face - there’s the mind break taking place then, time to flood her insides, start pumping her with nutrients, and hope for the best. A new set of thorns grew - these ones a bit more carefully placed to dug into veins and supply the nutrient blend straight to her bloodstream. I gave a final thrust once everything was set and started pumping erosarkic seed into her as the vine pumped out a gel full of verdure seeds into her intestines. Between both sets of fluid going into her and the potion - she gave a slow squeal as her stomach inflated to be at least twice as big as she was tall. I pulled the tentacle back enough that there was only a foot of it left inside of her before forming a knot and detaching it. This left it stuck inside and left her pretty well inflated.

Echo and Erlen left, leaving me to grow the venus flytrap out to engulf her entirely and continue the flow of chemicals and potions to her body - the chemical slowing down her body and enhancing her perception was shut down, instead replaced by one that enhanced her metabolism enough to keep up with the very **** demands of our progeny.

I wanted to nap until tomorrow, but to be honest that wasn’t as long a wait compared to the ones we started with - so it shouldn’t be too hard.

Question now was, would she survive what we did.