Follow it.

As the new coating of oil seeped into Mackenzie's skin, stirring her hormones and raising her arousal, it perked her curiosity. "Alright... I guess I'm following whatever this is now." Mackenzie stood up, and felt another tug from the worm. She followed its tugs, looking around her, wondering if there was anyone else around. Someone had to be operating these, right?

The worm was long like a garden hose, but something seemed to be slowly pulling it back as Mackenzie followed it. Still naked with her heart racing, she silently hoped for another coating of oil. The feeling was a little addictive. Either this thing could spray her again, or it would lead her to the source.

Mackenzie found herself following the worm towards the haunted house. It seemed to be a more secluded area fenced off from other parts. Then she saw more of the giant plants, like the one that melted her dress earlier. Only these were bigger, and similar worms seemed to dangle from them. The one around her wrist let go, as Mackenzie scanned the area.

She felt something soft at her feet, and suddenly it was wet. The redhead looked to her feet, and saw another worm pinned under her right heel. It sprayed her left. As she gasped, she lifted her foot to let it go. It suddenly jumped and wrapped itself around her ankle. Still loose, like the one that drew her in, but it was certainly there.

That was when it dawned on her. These weren't worms. They were tentacles. Soft, pink, warm, and they squirted aphrodisiacs. Upon closer inspection, Mackenzie spotted many of them in the grass. Some larger than others.

"..." Mackenzie blinked. "It's like I stepped into a hentai..." She gulped, with her heart racing. That was when she really took notice of how many of them had phallic endings. Her pussy quivered as her imagination ran wild with fantasies. Fantasies where the tentacles bound her, coated her with more oil, and one took aim between her legs. She shook her head. Why would an amusement park have these? The tentacle around her leg gave her another squeeze before loosening, and her heart thumbed inside her chest.

Mackenzie still had a choice. She could run back to the pond to finish what she started. Or, she could experiment.