Chapter 76: Flora’s prowess

Simon did it again.

This had been periodically happening over the last two days that he had noticed.

Sometimes he did not feel like himself and a baser more primal version of him came out. It did so whenever he was close to a monster girl he was attracted to.

But there had to be some other rule as well.

Because he was sure he wanted to tame Rana as well but he did not feel that overwhelming need to bind her.

But with Stella and now Flora, his instincts ran wild to the point he went from being his normal reserved self to an aggressor.

There was nothing he could do about it right now, however.

And that other self gave him Stella and was trying to give him Flora, so he did not think it was steering him wrong.

Below him was the aforementioned plant girl, with her silky long leaves for hair that seemed to be more vibrant after she took in a single load from him.

Soft vine-like tendrils came out of every open orifice of her blouse and pencil skirt. These were then slowly wrapping themselves around him and her.

Everything waist down was being cocooned in the plant material and something told him he would be here awhile.

He wondered what he looked like to someone else.

A Tamer who was a giant viny cocoon waist down reading a book right next to the entrance. That was a scene and a half.

Not to mention what was going on inside.

A monster girl was feeding on him with a level of expertise he did not think possible. Her technique was unbelievable, and unlike the others who would under no condition allow the appendage to leave their mouth, Flora was very different.

She regularly licked and kissed around his dick edging him closer and closer to his release without pushing him over the edge.

It was torturous yet the build-up building sensations sent shivers down his spine.

Flora also seemed to know exactly where his point of no return was, given that when he was just about to release unable to take any more of her ministrations she hilted him his base and he splattered his ooze directly down her throat.

That was his first ejaculation in around thirty minutes, which was far slower than normal. However, the strength of it was far above anything ever before. His entire body quaked at the magnitude of his orgasm.

The fact he could no longer see what was going on only heightened the sensations.

Curiously, the act did not make him want to sit like the other day, instead, it felt like a decent exercise without a lot of exertion.

And pleasantly, he did not think he would need a chair if he wanted to let himself go. To make himself comfortable he did just that and sure enough, the green vine casing held him in place even when he was giving zero strength to his legs.

Normally by this point, he would be bored and try to busy himself with something else like the two books he had snatched from her back when she went down at his cock.

But both lay on the cocoon which was now thick enough and flat enough to act as a makeshift table.

Simon could not exactly describe what was happening given that he could not see through the encasing.

But it was pleasurable to the point of distraction.

Amy and Stella were excited and their ministrations were pleasant. His body would answer by feeding them as it was supposed to do. Quick and efficient as was custom while leaving his mind free to do other things.

But this... this was no feeding session.

This was Miss Flora showing her unparalleled skill and might.

After just two Simon could barely think of anything else as his dick felt hyper-sensitive to every single lick, kiss, and swallow. The visually impaired nature of it all only adding to the effect.

…It was an hour before his third release...

He was so over-stimulated by then that he was bent over, both his elbows on the vines as his breath was heavy and labored. He wanted to shove it entirely into her mouth and explode.

But that was impossible, his hips and legs were locked in place. To add insult to injury every single time he was about to blow, she would leave him high and dry, only to restart her hellish torture just as he was about to calm down.

Simon whimpered in despair.

Just as he was about to lose all hope, it happened. His entire shaft got wrapped in something soft and wet. Immediately, he erupted followed by glee and catharsis.

His mind momentarily blanked, unable to process just the overload but he did manage to bounce back. His breath was still heavy but more even now.

He had finally come out on the other side of that hell.

But this was just the beginning of this tribulation.

She started doing her thing all over again.

Halfway through he had been reduced to a drooling, crying mess. His upper half was splattered on the cocoon, and all the strength in his limbs was lost. The best he could manage anymore was a slight twitch as she continued her torture.

She got six more ejaculations spanning over four hours, each more torturous than the last. And by the end, Simon was not even conscious.

Yet, the last thought coherent thought he had was that it was arguably the best and most memorable experience he had. It was just a bit too much...