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No. 2059
Those tentacles embedded within Ryoma's body shuffled faster against one another, twisting and torqueing fiercely, almost aggressively, as if the beast wanted to rip Ryoma apart in the process of exploring him. The mouth meanwhile lowered and lifted in quick successions, lips wrapped tight around Ryoma's cock, greedily memorising every vein and curve of his erection as tongues ardently slurped and licked every inch of his length, massaging at a furious pace, urging and coaxing the boy to allow the beast the ultimate pleasure of tasting his essence.
Tendrils that had remained lax so far writhed as they moved, sliding over the boy's thighs to dip between his legs, beneath the mass of the creature to coil around Ryoma's sack, gentle tugs and rolling motions delivered to the boy in a fashion far more disciplined than any of the beast's previous gestures.
There was only so much a boy could take. Ryoma's body jerked, muscles locking up before he threw his head back and came with an inarticulate cry that echoed through the woods. The whole time the creature kept going, relentless in getting its own satisfaction, taking everything Ryoma had to offer and forcing out more.
A low groan of gratification shuddered throughout the entire beast as it felt Ryoma shudder beneath it, submitting to the pleasurable sensations that the creature had unleashed upon the boy. With greedy suckling sounds and motions, the beast consumed the boy's seed, his essence absorbed into it, fusing and becoming forever a part of it's own being. So much so that after this ordeal, the creature would forever crave Ryoma's unique feel and taste -- a craving that would become a driving force in the beast's life and pursuits.
The creature continued pounding into Ryoma until he wrenched pathetic whimpers and strained groans from the lad. Until his body could barely shiver beneath the barrage, so exhausted was he. And when Ryoma was entirely spent, the creature finally shifted off of the boy, tendrils slowly unwinding themselves from within the lad, mouth extracting itself gently from Ryoma's flaccid cock that it had continued to lave upon even when it fell limp.
Ryoma curled on his side, a sheen of sweat making his shirt stick to him as he panted, working to get his breath back. He was so sore from the punishing force the beast had used on him, merciless in its quest for gratification. Unable to move, he was so exhausted that all he could do was lay there on the ground with his eyes closed and try to piece together what had just happened. It had been a new experience, to say the least. One that had been... oddly good feeling considering where it had come from.
He cracked an eye open, staring at the creature as it settled back as it had been before he'd had the curiosity to prod at it. He still had no idea what it was. It looked as though it was satisfied now though, if one went by the sounds it had made. Could a plant be smug? The thought rankled.
"Mada... mada dane." He panted, forcing himself to sit up gingerly and search for his duffel that had been dropped as soon as the plant moved. At least he didn't have to walk home half-naked. Explaining his ripped shorts would be... interesting. He'd come up with something.
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