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Subject: {ASSM} ** New Spoonbender Story - Earth Mother (Plant Rape)
Date: Wed,  4 Apr 2001 16:10:02 -0400
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Earth Mother (Plant Rape)

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(c)2000 Spoonbender.  A short story of an adult nature.  Not to be
read by minors.  If you don't like this sort of stuff or you are
underage then don't read.  Contains allusions to naughty, erotic
goings on, with bits of shrubbery.  Can be freely distributed as long
as it is not changed, including this heading.  If it is to be archived
then please email me first for permission.  Note that the
characterizations are mine.  I do not like people stealing them for
inclusion in their own efforts. Please email me with comments,
constructive criticism, fantasies you want put into words etc.  Don't
flame me if you don't like the content or you don't like my style.  My
email address (if you feel the unrelenting urge to shower me with
praise) is theodore@hotmail.com

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thanks.
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Syralie pulled the rucksack off her back and dropped it on the ground
with a sigh of relief. She was an extremely fit girl but the climb up
the barely passable path had winded her. 

"But it was worth it," she muttered as she surveyed the gorgeous
panorama that lay at her feet. The air was so clear and sweet it
tasted like a fine wine and she drunk it in deeply, expanding her
already considerable chest until it threatened to burst out of her
gleaming white tee shirt.

Having studied the scene for long minutes she decided to set up camp
before night set in. The next few minutes found her pegging out her
tent and unrolling her sleeping bag. She'd barely got the fire going
before the sun dipped below the distant hills shutting off the light
like a curtain.

As night fell the forest seemed to come alive around her. She heard
rustling and the occasional squeal of a small rodent caught by a
vigilant owl. A lot of women would have been uneasy with the
enveloping darkness and the strange noises but she was made of sterner
stuff. She'd been backpacking in out of the way places since she was a
wild teenager and the night held no terrors for her. Besides she had
her trusty hunter's knife, which had protected her virtue on more than
one occasion much to the consternation of many a potential rapist.

She was a beautiful girl, she knew that, long lithe legs, forged and
toned on many a long hike and a long lean torso without an inch of
excess fat anywhere. Her eyes were large and feline, her nose was
perfectly symmetrical and her mouth oozed sexuality. All topped off by
a mane of wild hair. A rapist's dream but also a rapist's nightmare
all in one trim package.

As the moon crept up over the hills she yawned and poked the fire
until the embers were bright enough to frighten off any quadruped
predators. She slipped out of her tiny denim shorts and, clad only in
her panties and tee shirt, she snuggled down into her sleeping bag.
Soon all that could be heard was her sonorous breathing.

A little after midnight the rustling around her grew louder and more
consolidated and the sound of small animals died away, leaving a
frightened hush.

There was something evil lurking in the dense undergrowth.

 Those with keen eyes may have noticed a long cylindrical object
slithering out of the bushes. At first glance it looked like a snake
but on closer examination it could be seen to have small tendrils
sprouting from it at irregular intervals. In fact for all the world it
looked like a root.

Rather a thick one.

It crept under the edge of her tent and the tip disappeared inside.
Soon, as if called, other roots materialised out of the bushes and
they in turn crept under the tent until there was a heaving mass of
them pushing the edges of the tent high off the ground.

Two roots crept down inside the sleeping bag following the contours of
her body as if not to awaken her. Once they reached the bottom they
pulled themselves violently apart tearing the bag in half then
flinging both  it and the tent away into the bushes.

She awoke and tried to focus on the danger but before she could reach
under her head for her trusty knife something wrapped itself around
her wrist rendering her immobile. Her other arm lashed out but that
too was soon caught, she tried to pull away but ever more tendrils
wrapped themselves around her, creeping under her tee shirt and
sliding roughly across her breasts.

She tried to rise but the sheer weight of the roots kept her pinned
down as she felt the fabric of her tee shirt start to rip apart. Her
mind cloudy with terror she opened her mouth to scream only to find
another root forging its way inside. She tried to clamp her mouth shut
but her teeth made no headway on the tough wood and she whimpered as
the tip of the root reached the back of her throat.

Meanwhile other roots had wrapped themselves around her ankles pulling
them wide apart, her long legs trembling with the effort of trying to
fight her unwanted extension. But it was hopeless and after a few
minutes of futile struggle she lay back in terrified exhaustion.

Two roots wrapped themselves around her breasts then the tips started
to stroke her nipples. It had been so long..... and she couldn't help
getting feelings of arousal as they teased her sensitive breasts. The
arousal increased as the root in her mouth started to emit a sweet
tasting substance, which soon had her floating in a sexual daze as her
struggles weakened.

She felt two wispy tendrils hook under her panties and start to tear
them apart as she mewled in horror. She used every ounce of her
strength to try and pull clear but she was puny in comparison to the
tough sinews that engulfed her.

Finally she lay there trembling and spread wide, fear coursing through
her veins like whisky as she awaited her fate. Meanwhile the fluid
being pumped into her and the teasing of her breasts were making her
more and more aroused. Her pussy started to gape open and the heady
scent of musk was on the air.

As her eyes became accustomed to the dark she noticed a root rise up
and seem to crack like a whiplash. Its tip was bulbous and gnarled and
hugely proportioned. Wide eyed and helpless she watched it start to
dart towards her unprotected pussy. 

She felt the rough head touch her lips and she tensed, then with one
brutal lunge it coursed inside her.

She had felt pain before, the forced sundering of her virginity at an
early age had made sure of that, but nothing could have prepared her
for the white hot stabs of agony that coursed through her pussy as the
root rammed deep. She tried to scream around the root gag but nothing
came out as it took her.

It pushed and pushed, deeper and deeper until she thought it was going
to force its way out of her mouth. Finally it sensed it had forced
open her pussy to the very limits of its elasticity and it paused
briefly. She was just trying to shift her posture to lessen the pain
when it retreated then hammered home again.

And again.

And again.

And again..........

She whimpered around the root and willed herself to faint but the root
fluid kept her conscious throughout her ordeal. It also made her
passion start to kindle until pleasure started to overcome the worst
of the pain she was feeling.

She tried to clear her mind but the wisps of lust crowded in on her
and she found herself responding, much to her dismay, as the root
continued to thunder between her widespread legs.

Slowly the continuous stimulation coupled with the aphrodisiac started
to make her soar as she gave in to her feelings and the power of the
unearthly rape. She slumped back in the dirt and surrendered to her
tendinous rapist.

Higher and higher she flew as the root thundered on, she could feel
her whole body tingling as her pussy pulsed around the unwelcome
intruder. It seemed to sense her wet heat and responded by pounding
harder and faster. It seemed to take over her whole being as it
slammed into her, breaking down her defences and rendering her
incapable of rational thought.

She could feel her orgasm coming and she reflexively tried to spread
her legs wider as her passion started to burst. It was coming....it
was coming....it was... aaah!

Suddenly the root stopped and withdrew leaving her in a sexual limbo,
caught on the rising edge of a huge orgasm but unable to proceed. She
humped her hips in helpless frustration as every fibre of her being
strove for fulfilment. 

But it was not to be.

Shuddering she tried to calm herself down, to ignore the urgent
signals emanating from her crotch, trying to fight her body's
overwhelming need for release. After a couple of minutes she started
to relax, the need was there but it was more muted and she started to
feel like she'd survived.

But then the root came back again and the feelings started over.

For hour after helpless hour she was forced towards her orgasm only to
be denied it at the last possible second. A few minutes for her to
cool down fractionally and they were off again.

The intervals became shorter and her pathetic whimpers became louder
as her body fought blindly for release. Each time to be denied,
leaving her humping the air frantically.

Happily, sometime in the early hours of the morning it let her achieve
nirvana.

It was the most awesome orgasm she'd ever had, so intense it nearly
stopped her heart. Her limbs pulled against the roots and they barely
held firm such was the strength of her passion.

So powerful was her release that she sunk into a almost catatonic
state as her lust relinquished its control over her. Seconds later she
was asleep.

She awoke in the late afternoon, naked and spread with numerous cuts
and abrasions across her body. She reached down and touched the aching
flesh that used to be her almost pristine pussy. Surprisingly it felt
almost normal although incredibly sore, so she knew that whatever it
was that had taken place it was real. 

She lay sobbing on the ground for a few minutes then slowly got to her
feet. She had to put her hand out onto the trunk of a tree as she
tried to stand on rubbery legs.

She had to get out of here.

If she spent one more night here she was sure it would kill her.

Whatever it was.

Dressing quickly she discarded her ruined tent and sleeping bag and
stumbled down the hill.

When she got home she showered and rubbed cream over her numerous
abrasions while she tried to think.

She laughed, ironically, she'd been raped but no-one would believe
her. 

Raped by a tree? Yeah right! A crazy lady, she could see their fingers
twirling close to their heads as they told their colleagues about her.

There was not a thing she could do about it so she tried to forget
about it and get on with her life.

She put the first missed period down to the brutality of her ordeal.

But when she missed the second she started to worry, especially as
there was now a conspicuous bump.

She was obviously pregnant somehow but she hadn't slept with a guy for
months.....

Once realisation struck she vomited into the toilet bowl.

A few days later, while she was still deciding what to do about it she
started to feel strange movements inside her.

The wriggling and writhing increased as the evening wore on and she
started to get really frightened thinking that she might be torn
apart. 

She decided to try and get help from her neighbour who lived the other
side of a small copse but when she was halfway across her pussy lips
started to be forced open.

She stifled a scream as she felt something hard and sinewy start to
slither from inside her. It dropped to the ground then rooted itself
firmly. It then proceeded to pull a large mass from inside her womb
and she had no choice but to drop to her knees and spread her legs
wide as she birthed a tree.

The pain was terrifying as the root continued to pull against her
body's resistance and she really thought she'd be torn inside out as
it slowly started to emerge from her.

Sweating and panting she willed her pussy muscles to help to force the
intruder out. She strained and heaved until it finally pushed her open
enough to make its egress. It dropped to the ground between her
widespread thighs then slithered away into the undergrowth, leaving
her feeling used and degraded.

Not knowing that in a little over two months time she'd be out here
again.

A few days later a seventeen year old virgin was taking a short cut
home through the woods when.........

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Always wanted to write one of these, dunno why, hope you weren't too
squicked. Emails as ever to spoonbender@hotmail.com Please don't
forget my anonymous story survey at www.spoonbender.demon.co.uk Thanks

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