Now with her clothes removed

The vines on her upper body, now completely free from the resistance of her clothing, seemed to have gained even more vigor. Coiling around the opposite breast, they repeated the harassment but this time on her virgin breast. The increased pace and **** of the vines on her breast was enough to trigger a **** quake from Alison. She tried to shift her mind away, but now a fair portion of her consciousness was dedicated to the little rushes of pleasure traveling like waves through her body.

With Alison distracted, the vines at her hips began poking at her remaining undergarment, disappointed that it was not removed in the burst of the clothes. It needed to clean its prey of unnatural additions clinging onto it. Managing to tuck its head between the fabric and her body, it was now one step closer to finishing its job.

"OH FUCK NO!", Alison yelled. It was bad enough that she was getting titfucked and was dangling it the air almost fully nude. But now one the green snake-like plant bastards had now found its way between her most sensitive parts and her last shield. If it was a lover fooling around and putting their hands down there, it would be a pleasant experience, but she was distressed. She wiggled as much as she could, a **** last ditch effort against her invader, and it almost slipped out. But then the invader yanked downwards, grabbing the panties with it as it went down. Her pussy was now hanging out in the open with the rest of her body, unprotected.