Surrender to the inevitable

You kick your leg, but the vine around your ankle isn't letting go. You suppose there's no point in putting up a big fight and exhausting yourself if you're just going to get fucked anyway. It's not like the Guild will ever know whether you fought to your last breath or not. If you're lucky, no one will ever know what happens to you in this dungeon.

As the plant pulls you into its center, more vines rise up to wrap around your arms, legs, and body, holding you immobile as it gently, but insistently pulls your legs apart. Feeling very exposed and ****, you hope you haven't made a terrible mistake.

//Greetings, human.//

You glance around, certain that you heard a voice. Well, maybe heard isn't the right word. It was almost like the voice was inside your head. You open your mouth, expecting a flood of water to rush in, but it doesn't. "Hello?" Your words are muted by the water, but you're able to talk. "Is someone there?"

//We are here,// that voice replies, and you can hear a strange choral quality to it, as though several voices were speaking in unison. //We are (glad, happy, relieved, pleased, confused) that you are not (resisting, fighting, screaming, afraid).//

You shake your head, trying to sort though the chorus in your mind as some of the voices choose different words than others. "I didn't think fighting or being afraid would do any good," you say. "What are you going to do to me?"

//We will not (hurt, harm, injure) you,// the voices say. //Our (job, task, mission) is to make you (scream, squirm, cum).//

"Why? What are you getting out of this?" you ask.

//We get (life, sun, warmth, food, light). The (mage, sorcerer, wizard, god) will find us a (lake, river, pond) that is not (deep, dark, cold, empty, dead) like the place where we first grew.//

The sorcerer again, manipulating creatures into violating you. But why? "Do you know why the sorcerer is doing this?"

//He likes to (watch, listen, enjoy, masturbate) while we fuck you.//

"That twisted bastard!" you say, and the water around you echoes with the sorcerer's evil laughter. There's nothing you can do about it now, but once you get out of this dungeon...

//He is waiting,// the voices say. //Tell us, human, do you like it deep or thick?//