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The silly lemur was just going for an evening stroll through the forest, heading to his grandmother's house with a basket of fresh apples for her to make her famous apple cinnamon pies out of. He skipped merrily with his short green skirt flowing nicely in the breeze. He wore a cute white tank top that showed off his belly nicely and murred with joy at the smell of the delicious apples in his basket. As he wandered through the forest though he heard a strange sound somewhere off the path. He stopped and blinked curiously, calling out, "Hello?... is anyone there?..." He didn't see the long jelly-like green tendril slithering across the path from the other side, almost like a living vine. But he did feel it as it wrapped around his ankle and calf. He yelped and tried to run but the tendril had too good a hold and he tripped. He rolled to his back whimpering- Let me go!... -but the tendril kept rising higher and higher until it was sliding up the inside of his thigh. The tendril was extremely warm and wet, feeling... strange... yet oddly arousing even in his fear.

"S... Stop! That's not for you!..." He leaned forward and reached for the tendril but suddenly another one snapped out of the darkness and snaked around his arm, pulling it away. "No!" he whimpered fearfully, reaching for it with his free paw only to find that one entangled as well. This didn't look good. The tendril on his leg was matched by another on his other leg. All four of his limbs were now tangled in the warm wet squishy vines. The tendril between his thighs wrapped around his panties, making him blush and squirm even more as the warmth brushed against the underside of his furry sac. He yelped in embarrassment as his panties were suddenly ripped away.

"Hey you! Give those back!" he growled at the vines until he saw one diving into his basket which had been dropped nearby. "No! No those are grandma's apples! Leave those alone!..." He whimpered in dismay. The tendril digging in the basket seemed to devour the apples and he watched them travel up along the length of the semi-transparent appendage and disappear among the foliage above him. Whatever this thing was it's core seemed to be somewhere above him. He was too distracted to notice the tendril that had ripped away his panties was once again returning between his legs and quickly climbing higher until.

"HEY!" He yelped as he felt that warm wet vine touch against his tight puckered tailhole. He whimpered and squirmed but it was no use! He was completely helpless. "S.... stop that!" he tried to protest but he couldn't hide the growing arousal from the attention his cute little rear received. Another tendril lowered from above and ripped away his tank top before wrapping around his middle and lifting him clear off the ground. He felt his malehood growing harder and harder until he was fully erect and pulsing with the beat of his heart. He whimpered pitifully as he tried to clench the cheeks of his rear together, only to have another pair of tendrils descend from above and snake between them, making him shudder and then cry out softly as they spread his cheeks apart for the invading tendril at his tailhole. He was exposed and presented like a common prostitute, and apparently that's just what the vines were going to use him for.

The gooey tendril at his rear began to probe and press at the tight ring of muscle that tried desperately to protect the warm depths within. He started to pant and whimpered out "please... stop it!" He was more embarrassed then scared now. A strange plant-like creature had seized hold of him, stripped him down to just his skirt, and was now about to drive a VERY phallic like object into his cute little ass... and he was hard as a rock from it. He writhed and squirmed, trying to wriggle his ass away from the invading vine but he knew it was only a matter of time before that tight muscle gave out.

"If you don't let me go I'm gonna scream!" He growled, praying this thing might hear him and release him. Fortunately it did hear him, unfortunately it had a better idea. He saw another tendril slowly descending towards his muzzle and his eyes widened. "No... NO way are you gonna do that!" he whimpered. The vine in front of him was oozing a honey like substance that seemed to mist into the open air. The mist hit his noze and he practically feinted right there on the spot. It was so musky, so strong and dominant. His malehood twitched and spat out a bit of precum that landed in the dirt below. He was shaking now and managed to whimper "I'll... scream...." He took a deep breath and opened his maw to scream only to have the tendril drive into his maw, filling it instantly and silencing him to a muffled cry of surprise. If the dripping precum-like substance had smelled good, it wasn't anything compared to what it tasted like.

He moaned around the vine in his maw and his mind went almost completely blank. His tongue swirled around the soft warm tip, gathering the thick liquid that tasted surprisingly like cinnamon apple mixed with honey. The more he drank, the more sensitive his body seemed to become to every caress of the vines he now gave himself to. His tight little ass suddenly stopped resisting and the probing tendril slipped easily inside, aided greatly by the juices flowing freely from it's surface. They felt just as good in his tailhole as they did in his maw, making him more sensitive to each and every little wriggling motion of the smooth slippery vine. He moaned heavily around the tendril in his maw and began suckling on the tip, trying to get more of that euphoric honey which the vine seemed more then happy to offer.

The now horny and blissfully captured lemur bobbed his head forward to get more of the vine into his maw, letting the tip slip into his willing throat. He swallowed immediately, letting it slide even further as he nursed and suckled on the length. His efforts were rewarded handsomely with more of that amazing honey. He didn't care if it was the plant-creatures cum, it was amazing and he loved the way it made him feel. He could also feel the tendril in his ass probing deeper and deeper, testing his limits but not quite thrusting in him the way he wanted it to. He tried his best to move his hips and ride the tentacle but it was hard to move with his limbs completely immobilized. So he did his best to coax the tendril deeper inside him. It had long since brushed over his G-spot and was now constantly massaging his prostate, pushing out more spurts of his own precum to splatter into the dirt below.

If he had a clearer mind he would wonder why the tendril seemed to be only exploring his ass rather then mating it like the one in his maw seemed happy to do. His answer came when it slowly withdrew, leaving behind a heavy trail of it's honey cum which he happily sealed inside by clenching that ring of muscle shut as it left him. He was glad to keep the payload though he whimpered as the tendril pulled away. He wanted more of it... and more is exactly what he was going to get. He heard movement in the trees above him and something big, very big, slowly descended into view. It had to be the core of the creature.

It looked like a beautiful crimson rose with dozens of vines protruding from it's base, along with one... rather amazing tendril. It was thicker then all the rest and not quite as long or seemingly maneuverable. But it was very clear what it really was... it was the most amazing cock the lemur had seen in his life. It's green length was absolutely covered with what looked like tiny thick leaves that flexed and pulsed every time the vine squeezed out a heavy gob of what he prayed was more of that honey cum. The tip looked like a spiral of tiny tendrils that opened up to reveal a dripping pink tip. It was definitely a phallus and the lemur knew right then and there where it was going.

He lifted his tail clear out of the way as the rose moved him closer and the phallic tendril slowly curved upwards towards his cute furry ass. The mini tendrils all reached out and began flexing and working that ring of muscle to help it relax. The lemur was greatful for it too because when that pink tip pressed against him he went wide eyed with fear. It was bigger then anything he'd ever felt before, at least as thick as a soda can if not more. He whimpered and squirmed a little, fearing it would hurt. That is until the first heavy gob of honey cum spat out against his tailhole. He moaned around the tentacle in his throat as he felt the even more potent honey take effect, making his tailhole quiver with the desire to be fucked. The chemicals in this creature's fluid made every bit of flesh that it touched desire friction. Friction that the phallic tendril was happy to give.

After only a few exploratory prods it pushed it's way into his rear, making him squeal at first until he managed to adjust. It didn't stop there though and, heavily aided by the leftover honey cum from the small tendril, began pushing deeper into the lemur's hot little ass. He could feel the small leaf bumps rolling across his rim as it moved deeper and deeper inside him. His own malehood suddenly exploded with a rivulet of cum as the tip of the phallic tendril rolled over his prostate again, making him climax quite messily. The first surge splattered onto the dirt but the second was captured by yet another tendril with a hollowed tip that clamped down greedily upon his pulsing member and seemed to drink up the rest of his cum. He could only watch as it disappeared into the rose and it took him only a few moments to figure out why. The rose seemed to feed on cum and in return... the chemicals changed and became even stronger on his flesh. He nursed on the tendril in his throat like his life depended on it. It was the sweetest most addictive drink he'd ever had. The creature had in fact used the sample of the lemur's cum to create his own personal honey.

He was in absolute heaven, and the rose hadn't even started fucking him yet. He could feel the phallic tendril pushing deeper and deeper until it reached his limit, making him yelp softly in pain. It was over a foot into his poor gaping ass but the creature seemed to be sympathetic to his limits and never pushed to it again. Instead it drew itself almost all the way out of him until just that fat pink tip remained, and then rammed it's way into his depths once more. He practically came again just from the first thrust and the creature quickly built up a strong rhythm. The lemur's eyes rolled back in his head as his ass was given the greatest plowing of his life, stretching well beyond it's normal limits thanks to the creature's amazing honey cum and the chemicals at work within it.

Every thrust of the rose's cock sent it grinding across his prostate and made the lemur's already over sensitive malehood spit out another goblet of precum, which the plant happily drank up. He was rewarded with a continuous drink of his own as the plant fed him more and more of it's honey, making him addicted to it's wonderful taste and effects. It wasn't long before the lemur reached another messy climax and the suckling tendril on his member was gifted with a feast of sticky spurts of his seed. It was pure bliss.

Yet he could feel something changing within the plant. The phallic tendril was thrusting faster and faster into his abused tailhole and he noticed that two heavy melon-like orbs were beginning to swell out beneath the rose, near the base of the plant cock. He blushed deeply and knew exactly what they were and what was coming. The plant was going to orgasm from fucking him and fill him with that amazing honey cum. He moaned heavily and nursed even more on the tendril in his maw, deepthroating it as best as he could. He hoped that at least some of this orgasm honey would be delivered to his maw. And he soon found that his hopes would come true.

The plant suddenly thrust all the way into his ass and simply began to tremble and vibrate, sending him close to the edge of a third climax. Then he saw it. The two orbs began to shudder and pulse, swelling and contracting again and again. Every contraction sent a bulge of liquid down the tendril in his maw, as well as the phallus in his tailhole. As soon as the bulge reached his maw he could tell. It was so warm and sloshed like liquid. He pulled his head back so that the first explosion of honey cum was payloaded into his maw and he greedily swallowed down the sweet sticky fluid with a slutty moan for more, which the plant was happy to receive. As fast as he could swallow he received surges of cum into his maw, sometimes too fast. It quickly started to spill out around the tendril, spilling over his cheeks and chin and down across his chest and tummy, which served only to make his entire body shiver and tremble with pleasure as the chemicals worked wherever they went.

Then he felt the first swelling glob enter his tailhole, stretching him even further then before. It felt almost like an egg and for a brief moment he almost wished it had been. Then it exploded deep in his tight little ass and the wonderful heat of fresh sticky cum pushed him into his third orgasm. Jets of cum erupted from the tip of his member as his bowels were pumped full of the amazing honey seed. His own orgasm seemed never ending, possibly an effect from drinking so much of this creature's wonderful cum. The plant pumped and pumped for what seemed like an eternity until finally the spheres contracted one last time and then went still. His belly was swollen out some from being absolutely stuffed with honey cum and he loved the feeling.

The phallus withdrew from his ass, shuddering slightly and sending a surge of cum pouring from the gaping hole, emptying his bowels and shrinking his tummy back to normal size. As the last bits of honey spilled out of him his tailhole tightened back up again immediately, undamaged thanks to the chemicals in the creature's cum. The last few surges in the phallus though were sent spraying over the lemur's entire body, giving it an amazingly tingling sensation as the tendril pulled free from his maw, spraying one last good payload onto his face. The plant had left him stuffed with a belly of cum and coated from the tips of his ears, down to his toes in the sticky fluid.

He was panting heavily, every muscle in his body shuddering from his powerful orgasms. As addicted to the honey cum as he had been only moments ago, it seemed that now that it was over his mind was already clearing of it's effects, though that didn't mean he hadn't enjoyed the experience. As the tendrils lowered him to the ground he swayed slightly before looking up at the rose. He blushed and then leaned forward and kissed the soft pink tip of the rose's cock like a good little sub and murred "Mmmm I'm definitely going to have to take this path more often..."

The rose seemed happy that he was happy and answered by lowering another vine into his basket. He watched as large sphere-shaped bulges worked their way down the vine and it deposited several green apples into his container. He giggled with glee "oh thank you!" When the vine withdrew he bent down and picked up one of the apples and took a bite. His eyes widened and with a soft cry of pleasure he squirted another small bit of cum onto the inside of his skirt. He panted again, trembling slightly from the effects of the apple's juices. It was so sweet... so... amazingly sweet.

"Oh my..." he panted "grandma is going to make some popular pies with these..." He blushed and then waved at the plant as it disappeared into the foliage above and then turned and started off for grandma's again. He licked at his paw to clean up the sweet sticky cum and found that underneath it his fur was sleek and shiney like never before. "Yep..." he said with a blushing giggle "I'm definitely coming back..."