Stumble foward

You push through the lingering haze of pleasure, kicking toward the glowing doorway. Your limbs feel heavy and uncoordinated, the bath's effects still clouding your mind. As you haul yourself out of the pearlescent liquid, droplets cascade from your naked skin. The stone floor feels cool beneath your knees.

Staggering to your feet, you sway dangerously. Your enhanced hips seem to throw off your balance, your swollen breasts pulling you forward. The corridor beyond the doorway stretches dimly ahead, lined with moss-covered stones that pulse with faint bioluminescence.

'Just... keep moving,' you slur, taking an unsteady step forward. Your foot lands on a slightly raised stone tile. A sharp click echoes through the corridor.

Before you can react, thick vines shoot from crevices in the walls. They wrap around your ankles and wrists with startling speed, yanking your limbs apart. You're suspended spread-eagle in midair, completely exposed.

'Fuck!' you gasp, struggling uselessly. The vines hold you immobile, their grip unyielding.

From the ceiling descends a cluster of fleshy, tentacle-like growths. They glisten with thick, clear fluid that drips onto your stomach. One tendril brushes against your nipple, making you gasp. It latches on like a hungry mouth, suckling firmly.

'No!' you cry as milk begins to flow from your breast into the tendril. The sensation is strangely pleasurable, a deep pull that makes your womb clench. Another tendril attaches to your other nipple, drawing more

[milk.

As

](http://milk.As) you squirm, a thicker tendril positions itself between your spread legs. It prods at your engorged labia, spreading them open. Your clit throbs visibly in the dim light, already swollen with arousal.

'Dad would be so ashamed,' you whisper, tears welling as the tendril pushes inside your dripping cunt. It fills you completely, stretching your sensitive inner walls. Without hesitation, it begins pumping in and out at a steady rhythm.

More tendrils emerge, coiling around your thighs and waist. One presses against your asshole, making you tense. It pushes past your resistance with slick ease, filling your rectum as well.

You're completely penetrated now - nipples suckled, cunt fucked, ass filled. The dual penetration sends shockwaves of pleasure through your transformed body. Your hips rock involuntarily, meeting each thrust.

'Stop... please...' you beg, but your voice lacks conviction. The pleasure builds relentlessly, your resistance crumbling. The vines holding you vibrate subtly, stimulating your skin everywhere they

[touch.

As

](http://touch.As) the tendril in your cunt pistons faster, you feel your cervix being bumped with each inward stroke. Your enhanced womb seems to pulse in response, aching to be filled. The realization hits you: this is what your body was remade for.

'Oh god!' you moan as orgasm crashes over you. Your pussy clenches violently around the invading tendril, milking it as if **** for seed. Milk flows freely from your breasts into the suckling mouths. The vine restraints tighten as you convulse in ecstasy.

When the tremors subside, the tendrils withdraw slowly. The vines release you, lowering you gently to the floor. You collapse in a trembling heap, milk still leaking from your nipples, your well-used holes dripping fluids.

The corridor ahead seems to mock you with its quiet glow. Your father's stern face flashes in your mind - what would he think of his daughter reduced to this? The thought stings more than any physical transformation.