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The large, fibrous member slides deep down inside her mouth,brushing against her tongue, her cheeks, and the roof of her mouth. Where it goes, it secretes a sweet and sticky sap that serves to distract the chipmunk princess more. Her cheeks begin to tingle as if she has eaten a bunch of mint. The whip-like vine wriggles within her, tickling just before the back of her throat. Whatever this vine is, it knows not to go for the gag reflex. She breathes through her nose, trying, but feebly, to pull her arms free from the vines that hold them. That's when she feels the vine pour out its sweet sap down inside her. Sally squeezes her eyes shut as the cool liquid rolls down her throat and settles in her belly. All the while, other vines hold her tight or tickle her in various places, licking at her sides, her chest, under her arms, and between her legs.

It's from the vines down below that Sally squeals into the tendril lodged in her mouth, as it licks its sticky tongue-like leaf against her own lily. Her hips stick out further, as she can no longer resist its lure. The more of the sweet goop she ingests, the more her stomach and her lower body burn for more sensation, the more each tickle, each lick, burns with excitement and pleasure!

The leaf folds in on itself, making a nice penetrating point before it pushes up into her slit. Sally squeezes her eyes shut and rocks up against it, fully enthralled now by the delicious treat that slipped down her throat. The tendril pushes inside past her folds and up inside her moistened depths. Soon, fluids from Mobian and plant mingle together as the leaf unfurls within her, gently spreading her while molding to her contours. She can't cry out too loud, because her mouth is already filled, but she's lifted up by the vines, her feet dangling in the air as her body twitches. Little grunts and cooing groans escape her muffled throat.

More vines emerge from the forest. Some wrap around her waist, others make a makeshift seat to lift up her rump, while even more wrap around her body, above and below her breasts, making them stick out nicely.

Her whole body is now covered in both spores and fluid, the plant seeming to enjoy the "taste" of the mushroom that sits up upon it. All efforts to struggle fade from the former princess as she falls to complete and total submission, the vine in her mouth traveling farther than she would have ever allow it to go before as she tilts her head back to give it more room. Inside, the leaf tickles at her cervix, but the opening yields, allowing the pollinated sap-filled vine toill out sp deep inside of her.

Sally finally throws her head back, gasping for breath as the vine in her mouth pops out, screaming to the wilderness around her. She's no longer by the mushroom, and is instead lifted up to another plant entirely. This bright pink flower is unlike anything she had ever seen before, but when she looks upon it, it is not in fear, but with open arms, for at some point, the vines had let go of her. She reaches down, and climbs toward its embrace, letting the final vine inside her slide out of her with a pop, her womanhood oozing with the fluids of desire and the plant's infectious aphrodisiac.

She tumbles onto the petal and slides down inside of the plant. When she lands, the pollen puffs up into the air, coating her in its yellow glory. Sally rolls around in it, soon finding the tall stigma. She wraps her hands around it, and presses her lips to the stalk, her tongue rolling out, licking over that lovely genitalia. Meanwhile, the vines crawl back to her, wrapping around her legs once more, spreading her, and blooming her own petals. This time, multiple vines spin together to form a striking phallic shape, and so it goes, pushing up into her, roughly inserting itself. She shouts to the world, begging it now to "Fuck me! Take me! I'm yours!"

And so it does, so roughly, that her slime and pollen-coated chest bounces to its rough pushing, but she loves every last moment of it.And soon, Princess Sally Acorn climaxes, her own nectar mixing with the flower's own, until she collapses into it.

As she falls onto her back, she stares up at the blue sky above, too tired to do anything else but to smile as the flower closes in around her. Whatever happens next, she knows she will be safe from any and all dangers that rest outside of this place, for all that really matters to the lost princess now is that she is here in this beautiful forest, far away from war, far away from madmen, far away from blowtorches and weapons being inserted into her body. She's also far away from something else. Something blue... and fast... and wonderful, but it can't possibly be as wonderful as life is right now, so Sally just stretches, yawns, and hugs her new lover, curling up into the flower, awaiting her rebirth here as part of this lovely plant, for now she knows for certain that is her destiny. Wherever she is, whatever might be happening to her in some other life, this is the life she has now, and she accepts it with a warm embrace as she feels her very self changing forever, for the betterment of everyone, perhaps one day, they may too learn this loveliness and be happy with her.