He has to catch up a bit

As Anne and Elias broke apart, Elias felt like he had just dived in a dark sea and finally gotten back to the bright surface. Anne in front of him still had tears running down her cheek, but her smile couldn’t be wider and brighter. Everything hailed on him: the bright sun, the warm breeze that tickled his skin, the wonderful pleasurable embrace he was tied up in…

Where was he tied up anyway?

Elias looked down on his body and noticed that he was embraced by a moving, very soft plant, his left arm, his legs and his lap was overgrown by the ranks that massaged his body and especially his erect cock. Now that he saw himself, he noticed how aroused he was, but his feral lust, his almost mad desire to fuck, was not as pressing as he remembered.

“Where are we?” Elias muttered and looked around. He and Anne were sitting in a very light forest, much less magical than the forest he remembered. His gaze stopped at the scarlet-red haired nude woman with the greenish skin he remembered only from view. She looked at him with an interested, kind smile.

“The estate of the Miltons,” Anne said softly. She kneeled before him and wiped her tears energetically out of her face. “We are safe here. This is Olivia.”

“Nice to meet you,” Elias groaned and tried to get up more, but the plant held him in place.

“How are you feeling, Elias?” Olivia asked softly. Elias noticed that plants grew around her sensitive zones and squeezed her big tits. She must be the one who held him.

“Terrible,” Elias admitted and shook his head, the aftershocks of his comatose sleep still making him very dizzy. “But…better than before I guess.”

“Do you remember?” Olivia asked and her smile faded.

“Everything,” Elias nodded. “I…” he looked to Anne and sighed, looking at her with all the shame and self-pity he felt. “I am so sorry. I feel so…so bad Anne. I am so sorry.”

“Things happened,” Olivia said before Anne could answer that. “You cannot change what happened. Only things that can still be changed.” She pointed behind Elias and he turned his head around as much as he could with the plant that rooted him to the ground.

His eyes went wide and he sighed. “Oh shit.” Behind him were six more plants, each exactly looking like the plant he was bound to and each with a different girl. Elias recognized Gia of course, Anne’s little sister, the girl he fucked and abused more than any other woman. She looked like she was sleeping, her nude body got massaged by the ranks of the flower she was lying in. She moaned softly, while her pussy getting penetrated by the thick ranks, her head resting on her chest, her face grimaced in pleasured agony. Next to her were five futas bound on the plants, their cocks leaking cum constantly. Irina, Taylor, Tracy, Miranda and Lynn were their the names, Elias believed.

“Oh fuck,” he grumbled.

“You remember them too, I think?” Olivia asked apologetically. “They aren’t half as fast as you in recovering from the attack.”

“How long was I passed out?” Elias asked, unsurely if he really wanted to know the answer.

“Two months,” Anne replied.

“Damn,” Elias groaned. “And do they…are they cured too?” He looked from Anne to Olivia with growing concern.

“Until a few minutes ago, we weren't even sure if you were gonna be cured,” Olivia answered.

“So they are still…?” Elias asked.

“Mad-fucked, dumb, not themselves anymore, sluts, cum-dumps, toys. Pick the term you like,” Olivia said sighing. “They are not cured at all from their sexual frenzy.”

“But he is,” Anne said and looked at Olivia strained. “Can’t you release him from your vines? I know he doesn't want to fuck us mad anymore. I trust him.”

“I know and I believe it too,” Olivia assured and looked at them seriously. “But give me one moment to explain. I will do it, but first I want to explain Elias what maybe can do.”

“I’m listening,” Elias said and nodded. “I wanna help. It’s my fault that they are not themselves anymore. Can it be reversed?”

“Probably, yes,” Olivia nodded slowly. “You did come back from the winter sleep all by yourself and even more importantly, you are yourself again. You got hit by an enormous power of the virus, stronger than everything I ever could do. This Jess channeled her full power through you and fueled it with your mad lust. She sucked it out of you, I think. Your madness.”

She looked apologetically to Elias, who sighed heavily. He had done such incredible, dumb things. He had been a maniac, a selfless, arrogant piece of shit.

“I guess that you are the first to recover from the winter sleep because you once were an Alpha,” Olivia explained further. “You may be still a bit stronger than the women you created. You are the reason they exist. If you made them, I think you can revert it too.”

“And how?” Elias asked tensed.

“That totally depends on you, Elias,” Olivia said and a smile flew over her face. “But you have to recover completely at first. Here.” She flicked with her fingers and Elias felt the slimy warm ranks around his body retreat into the ground. Without them he felt strangely exposed and also weakened again.

“I’ll leave you two alone,” Olivia said and turned her back to Anne and Elias, her ass wiggling very sexily with it. “Just recover here. You…probably know how to do that best.” And with a last wink to Anne, she strolled away to the big mansion in the distance.