You can see your goal, the edge of the forest! Slowly you struggle to your feet and stagger towards it. There is a large cleared area here. The trees and bushes are quite some distance from the edge. "This should be good enough," you think.
Right at the edge of the grass a thick mist starts. You manage to kneel down and rest for some time to slowly clear your mind and think about your adventure.
You could easily have been overwhelmed and subsumed by the pleasure available in this place, but your young mind resisted the temptation. So many distractions! Each one sure to leave a life long impression on your mind.
Eventually though you remember why you have tortured yourself in moving through the forest "I need to get back home!" and you stand up to prepare the teleport spell. Fortunately, even with your latex gag moulding itself to your face and being completely covered in such amazing rubber plant life, your spells are not based on vocalisations and instead are applied simply by will alone.
You close your eyes and concentrate. Rolling the different steps over in your mind, one after the other, and it works!
All of a sudden and in a bright flash of light you are back in your room! But there is a problem, you bought your prison with you!
Barely able to move, you collapse onto your back on your bed. You cant help but be thankful you are back home. Slowly though you realise the flowers are closing up and retreating back to their buds. You feel the plugs deep inside you shift and shrink, causing yet another groan, and the roots hold of your entire body slacken.
Eventually the flower stems retreat down your body, the roots seems to shrivel and wilter. Even that sensation sends pleasurable shocks into your body and mind, as if a parting tease given to you.
Before long your body is totally devoid of any of the perverted plant life, but your body has been permanently altered by the experience. Your breasts enormousness remains, large and perky milky tits and thick nipples now sit proudly on display. Whats more, each breast is covered by a large black flower tattoo. Your wrists and forearms and fingers now have an intricate tattoo of the seductive and sensual stems and flowers that once held them prisoner. Your thighs and lower legs also now sport tattoos, reminding you of the roots intimate embrace it held on you.
You smile faintly and know you will remember the memory with fondness, not minding at all your new long dark dreadlocks that your hair has changed into.
Some day you may even visit the perverted Latex Forest Again.
