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The shower had been calling to her for most of the day. Not verbally of course - she wasn't that crazy - but after spending more than a few hours in bed with her stallion, Vera felt the need to get her fur clean again. With all the stamina Siegfried had in bed, yesterday's shower might as well have been a week ago from all the cum and sweat that matted her fur down against her skin.

Looking over her shoulder, the black bear smiled at Siegfried, flat on his back in bed, with his cock finally starting to slide back into his sheath. She'd finally worn him out after who knew how many sessions, and for the first time, she was the one that was walking away from the bed with a cocky little smirk of satisfaction instead of him. It was a good feeling to turn the tables on him for once.

"Heh, sleep well, big guy," she muttered to herself as she stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her, more to keep the noise from waking him up than for any need of privacy.

Of course, the first thing that she saw was her own reflection in the mirrors that made up the bathroom's walls. It was something that some of their friends had offered when she and Siegfried had talked about renovating their little house out here, and while she hadn't been too sure about whether she'd like it at the time, it had grown on her very quickly. From the mirrored ceiling to the reflective floor, it gave her a three hundred sixty degree view of just how she looked, from each and every angle. Very good for getting ready for a night out, and even better for her to remind herself of how sexy she looked.

The bear struck a pose, her legs slightly spread, one hand behind her head and the other resting on her hips, and just looked at herself. Admittedly she was bigger than most females; she had a large belly, partly because she was a bear, but also just because she loved her food and her little pleasures in life. There were times that she teasingly blamed Siegfried for making her fat with all the cum he pumped inside her, but even he didn't have that much to let loose. At least, not all the time, she thought, remembering the first time that she'd gotten that chaste warrior out of his armor and gave him his first orgasm in years.

She giggled as she shook her head, dismissing the memory as she looked over herself a little more. Her belly wasn't the only thing that was big on her. Her breasts were quite large, to the point where she couldn't cover them with her hands alone. They jiggled and bounced every time she moved, their own weight more than sufficient for that, and they gave pleasantly as she reached up and touched them.

Her hips were wide and flared. Some might have called her fat for them, but she called them womanly, fertile, and sexy as hell. Anyone that couldn't appreciate that, or thought it was ugly, would just have to deal with it. Not that many here on the island did; they didn't judge, and Siegfried was no exception. Hell, she was pretty sure that the horse liked that she had so much junk in the trunk. Considering how much pushing he did, she needed the cushion.

Vera looked down at the floor mirror, looking down to look up. With her legs spread, she could see the evidence of all the fun times that she'd had with the horse in the bedroom. Her pussy was getting stretched, losing what little tightness she'd still had before she'd hooked up with him. Horse cock had a way of doing that, she knew, but there was a difference between a horse cock and a stallion cock, and Siegfried most definitely had the latter. She shivered softly as she remembered the feeling of that massive piece of meat ramming itself between her legs, opening her up and shoving itself in deep. The thought of how much it stretched her open, combined with the sight of her near gaping slit on the mirror floor below, sent shivers down her spine.

Resisting the urge to think about it further, the bear walked over to the shower. It was something else that had recently been added to the house, something that two of their friends - Tatyana and Nimana - had worked together to install for her. Prior to the installation of this new shower, she'd been going down to the river to get clean. But with this, there was no way that she was ever going back to that; no more cold river currents for her. Just nice, hot showers that got her clean in less than half the time, and let her just lean back and relax for the rest of the time.

She stepped over the little lip at the bottom of the shower, shutting the shower door behind her. A little flick of the wrist immediately set the water flowing, somehow already hot without needing to warm up. Vera turned her face upwards, letting the water run over her fur, and let out a contented sigh.

She wasn't sure if she would ever get used to the feeling of the warm water running over her body, the little rivers of heat running through her fur, gradually penetrating the various layers of hair and fur to get down to her skin. The sublime pleasure of the hot water getting her clean again, the heat pulling the tension left over in her muscles out of her system, the way that the water almost tickled as it ran down her legs and over her most sensitive spots; it made her wonder why she hadn't asked the others to help her install this months ago.

Letting the water just run over her for a while, Vera eventually lifted her hands to start helping the water get her clean. Her claws dragged through the thicker patches of fur, opening up little routes for the water to make its way down to her skin and to the matted down areas where Siegfried had sprayed her with more cum than he had in other areas. She chuckled as she watched the gooey strings of horse cum slide off of her body, going down the drain and out of sight. "Hehehehe, he is a productive one," she thought to herself.

Shaking her head, she turned her back to the shower, lifting one of her legs up and putting it on the raised 'seat' on one side of the shower, letting the water run down between her legs. She reached back with one hand, spreading her ass cheeks to allow it to get back there as well. A little shiver ran through her again at the feeling of the water running right over both her holes, some little bit sliding inside from the pressure and from how open she was from that massive cock. "Ooooh," she moaned softly to herself, resisting the urge to put a finger inside and start working for another orgasm.

Doing her best to ignore the feeling of pleasure building in her ass and pussy, Vera pulled her hands back and reached for one of the bottles of shampoo at the side of the shower. They had more than a few different kinds of shampoo. Some of them were hers, but others were for Siegfried; he needed different sorts, some for his hair, some for his mane, and some for his tail, each one requiring a different sort of chemical balance to keep it from getting cracked or dried out or something like that.

For herself, Vera didn't need much, just a bottle of shampoo and a few different scents of conditioners. The fresh cut grass smell was starting to run low, though; she had a feeling that Siegfried might have been taking a lot of that.

She shrugged, pouring some of her shampoo on her head. "Horses will be horses," she thought.

As she scrubbed it in, she heard a soft 'thump'. Vera chuckled a bit. "You okay out there, hun?" she called towards the door, thinking that Siegfried had just rolled out of bed, or maybe bumped himself on the nightstand.

There was no response, and she shrugged, her fingers getting back to driving the shampoo foam into her hair, when suddenly, she felt something that didn't quite belong.

Her fingers slowing down, Vera slowly looked down. There was a slimy sort of feeling against her foot, and for a second, she wondered if there had been a larger glop of cum or something that hadn't gone down the drain on the floor.

What she saw wasn't cum, or anything remotely similar.

Resting against the side of her feet, and slowly starting to rise up along the side of her leg, was a large green tendril. It was about the width of three fingers pressed together, and it was leaf green in color. It didn't undulate like a snake or worm might, but instead just kept pushing itself further and further upwards. The tip dripped something thick and greenish white in color, coagulating at the tip before slowly dripping down to the shower floor. The stuff was so thick that it didn't get washed away, but instead stuck to the floor like maple syrup to a plate.

Her eyes were drawn along its length, and she gasped as she saw that the drain plate in the center of the shower floor had been pushed out of place. Other tendrils rose out of the hole, each one as thick as the one that was slowly pulling up her leg.

Vera rapidly stepped back, pushing her back against the shower wall. A second later, she cursed herself for stupidity, and tried to move towards the shower door.

Before she could take two steps, however, the tendrils moved. Faster than she thought possible, they wrapped around her legs, their strength immense, their grip powerful enough to keep her from taking more than a single step forward. She could feel a pulsing through the tendrils as they wrapped her up from her ankles to her thighs, and she shuddered at the weird feeling of the goo they produced rubbing so close to her sex.

As the tendrils pulled further out of the drain, Vera saw that several of them had leaves along part of their lengths. She groaned softly as she realized where they must have come from. "Nimana..." the bear muttered under her breath, shaking her head. "That...Oh, she's going to get it when I get out of here."

But at least now she knew that it wasn't some malicious monster that had gotten into her shower. Of course, that didn't mean that this thing wasn't -

"MMmph!" She tried to shout as the last of the three tendrils shoved itself into her mouth. It was like a moving salad against her tongue, and she gagged as she tried to force it out of her mouth again. Despite tasting like a plant, though, it moved like a frenzied animal, and it had the same unnatural strength as the ones between her legs, and drove itself towards the back of her mouth.

For a moment, she almost wished that she had some gag reflex left, something that might fight the way that the tendril forced itself into her throat. Unfortunately, that had been eliminated pretty quickly after she'd gotten involved with Siegfried; horse cock demanded that there be no gag reflex if one was to tend to most of the cock.

So it went down her throat without a fight, and almost immediately, she felt it leaking something. It was warm, almost hot, and thick as it ran down her throat. Vera grunted, grabbing the tendril and tugging on it, but the water running down her arms and over the plants made them too slick to get a grip on. More than that, she could already feel whatever the goo was starting to have an effect on her, her normally strong arms feeling heavy as she tried to move them.

That wasn't the only effect it had, either. Even as her arms fell back against her sides, too heavy to move, she felt her pussy start to get wet, and not with the water from the shower, either. Urged on by whatever that goo was, her pussy rapidly moistened with fresh juices, and the wetter it got, the hotter it felt. The tendril in her mouth muffled a whimper as she was held against the wall, unable to move, unable to run...unable to try and beg the tendrils to fuck her.

Her thoughts were slowing, muddling, but she could feel how strange that thought was. She'd just been given some of the best sex of her life, but the tendrils were making her want more, need more, to be fucked and filled in all of her holes. It was like being in heat again, something that she hadn't felt for a long time due to some herbs that she took. But now...now, it was rushing back with a vengeance.

Vera barely had the chance to realize that the tendrils were moving again before they rammed inside her, one going into her pussy, the other into her asshole. Neither were gentle, but she was so open, so loose from Siegfried that it didn't matter. The bear wasn't sure if it was the chemicals, her love of being filled in so many holes at once, her heat, or something else entirely, but she moaned hard against the tendril in her mouth. The only thing stopping her from bucking back against the tendrils inside of her was the paralysis that the tendrils had inflicted upon her.

And good heavens did she want to buck against them.

While they weren't as large as the horse cock that she was used to, they were thick enough to give her pleasure, and she was more than eager to get as much as she could get from them. Each thrust into her pussy, each slam into her ass sent trembles of pleasure through her body, rocking her against the wall of the shower. Her thoughts, previously sluggish, disappeared, replaced with nothing more than the desire for more sex.

They rammed into her, pushing her forward, away from the ball; they pulled out, and let her sag back against the wall again. The hot water from the shower only served to mask the sounds of sex under the sound of water hitting the ground, keeping her warm and relaxed even as she was fucked hard and fast by the mysterious plant tendrils.

She panted around the tendril in her mouth, only barely conscious of it moving along her tongue before it started to leak its ooze directly over her tongue. The taste was strange, just a little bit like the taste of pre, but also sweet, almost like syrup. It stuck to her tongue, despite her trying to swallow it down, and within seconds, she felt her mouth burn with the same heat that filled the holes between her legs.

She didn't have to beg, or whimper, or anything, as the plant seemed to know just what she wanted. It started to thrust down her throat, rubbing along her tongue, going into her throat further than she could feel on her own, before sliding back up.

Somehow, she was feeling the tendrils in her ass and her pussy going further than she had ever felt anything, even Siegfried, go inside of her before. They were nothing in terms of width, but in terms of length...oh, it felt like they were going to meet up with the tendril in her throat, somewhere around her stomach. Her body rippled, bounced with each thrust into her holes, as she was helpless to pull away from the plant, helpless to do anything but enjoy what they were doing to her.

A rumble filled the shower, and she somehow managed to look back down at the drain. Her eyes went wide as more of the plant started to push out of the drain. They were thinner than the other tendrils, but they were tipped with flowers, flowers that moved up to her body with a singular purpose. There were three, one stopping between her legs and the other two rising up towards her chest.

They moved forward all at once, darting for her nipples and her clit. They sealed around the sensitive nubs, and the sudden suction that surrounded each made her jerk. Or, well, would have made her jerk, if she was able to move. As it was, the best she could do was shudder in response to being stimulated even further.

The first of many orgasms rocked her body, and she squirted as she came, all of her juices rushing down the drain along with the rest of her consciousness, replaced by the pleasure of her orgasm.

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Vera groaned as she opened her eyes, shivering as she realized that the hot water had been replaced with cold. Her fur felt crackly rather than smooth, and she wobbled as she pulled herself up to her feet. Shivering as she turned the water off, she slowly walked out of the shower onto the towel that was laid out to keep the person showering from sliding when they stepped out. She looked at herself in the mirrors again.

Her nipples were swollen, and still hard. Of course, that could have been from the cold, she thought, but she looked further down.

Between her legs, both her ass and her pussy were spread out wide. Not much wider than when she had first gotten into the shower, but wide enough for her to tell a difference. Her clit was hard and erect, and it took more than a little self control to keep from reaching down and tweaking it.

The most telling sign of what had happened in the shower, though, was the sight of green white sap leaking out from both of her holes. There was no sign of it at her lips, but that was to be expected, because it was down her throat. Her pussy and ass, however, leaked the sap cum of the plants, dripping down her legs and making her thighs all sticky. There was a slight smell of sex coming off of it, and the black bear had to resist the urge to reach down and touch it, to pull it up to her lips and lick it up.

"Ooh, that druid's gonna pay for this trick," Vera muttered under her breath, pulling down a towel and drying herself off. "Gonna pay, BIG time.

"Siegfried!" she shouted through the closed door.

"Yes, Vera?"

"We're going to the forest. Bring the paddles."