- Sep 4, 2009
So will we have lewd as an official status effect in the future and what does it do '.' ?
Barely able to keep herself in control against the weird plant species and it's attention, Tomoe was not exactly appreciative of the two onlookers and their little giggly reactions to what was going on, mostly just wishing they'd give her the faintest bit of privacy by looking away. She was not going to break away from the plant's clutches anyway, so it would have been a decent gesture from the two to perform. Yet, the place she was in at the moment was not one for the same kind of tight modesty as she herself had always been, and they just went along their usual ways. The bizarre sample of flora went on it's way as much as the fairies did, the miko finding the advancing vine binding of her legs to be a bit unnecessary but nonetheless very much enjoyable to her devious side, which was getting the satisfaction it desired from the increased restraint that she was getting subjected to. The sudden notice of possibly getting her clothes torn made the priestess look back as much as she possibly could with a degree of concern, for just the tiniest of moments before the ever-building pleasure of the act snapped her into a climax that seemed so unusual, coming from purely her chest area and the single-minded ministrations of her would-be captor. The miko would keep this one mostly under control, but the fairies would certainly take note of her sudden hard breaths and the slight strain that she was putting on the plant with the squirm of her captive body.
The plant was not satisfied at this point, not just yet. It was to be expected of course, the whole act not being really one that was somehow dictated by Tomoe's body and her satisfaction. No, the subjugator was the one that made the rules, and the thing was not satisfied yet with the bounty of milk it had harvested. It went on with it's efforts, keeping the shrine maiden safely in the grip of constant arousal with the same simple yet effective ways. The extended pleasure had been wearing the priestess out for a while already, and a particularly strong jolt of joy finally broke her ability to keep herself up. Losing her arms, Tomoe plopped downwards face-first, turning her head so she would not just land squarely into the dirt, only taking it to the other side of her face. Before she could make anything of her situation, the miko was already restrained harder than before, the vines on her arms pulling them completely out of the way to the side where their usability was completely removed from the equation. The lack of strength had left her in an even more tenuous position, and the plant was exploiting it to the fullest now that it had her in a closer grip. Her breasts completely enveloped, and that appeared to be good encouragement as the milking got intense, maybe even a little too intense for the priestess' liking. But as she was not the one in control, there was nothing for her to do about it. Biting her lip, the miko let it all happen, giving up on any resistance as she was drained of her liquids for a good while. Getting reduced to a quietly moaning and writhing mess, Tomoe drew as much pleasure from the situation as she could, the deviant within not wanting to waste any of it. While she was eventually running on the last little drips, the plant was not apparently so ready to accept her contribution until it had treated her to a few minutes of completely useless but nonetheless pleasing dry squeezing.
Eventually it did appear to get the idea though, and there was closure. The satisfied plant was a sluggish one, and letting Tomoe free from her bondage took a moment from it as there was a lot of vine to be unwound from her body. The fairies were quick to help her to her bearings afterwards, which the priestess was thankful for, along with the concerns they seemed to have towards her well-being. She would assure them that she was not feeling anything terribly bad, despite the intensity of it all. Just hoping that she'd get to dress up soon, the miko looked herself over, the obvious physical consequences pretty evident from the feedback her body was giving her. She was more interested in seeing the state of her clothing, as there did not appear to be any physical change or damage to her breasts or other body parts. "I'm not sure I can handle something that... intense for while but... I won't deny the possibility outright. If I feel like I can handle again... I might come again later." she would go on to tell the gardener, not ruling another visit out completely yet not having too much faith in herself returning for another go. And of course the escort fey had her bit to say, which was more or less the usual playful banter mixed with a little bit of concern. "I... don't think we need to do it. Not after that. But if it looks like fun, maybe you could feed the individual here next time?" Tomoe would suggest to her caretaker, hopefully getting back to her feet soon.