You were walking through the woods when you suddenly fell down a hole. You fall on a lot of plants and it seems that you are underground. You see a huge kind of creeper-tree in front of you that seems to shine.
I'm trying to get back up out of the hole.
The creeper organism spots you trying to get up and send a tentacle towards you. It will try to wrap around you to keep you still.
I'm trying to fight off the tentacle and get up
The creeping plant succeeds in wrapping around your body with its tendril as you try to get up. You can feel it pressing against you and making movement difficult.
I stop trying to get out of the hole and try to get the tentacles away from me
The creeper organism is able to keep the tentacle around you with little difficulty as it's quite strong and flexible. However, since you aren't actively struggling against it or moving towards the tree anymore, it slowly relaxes its hold on you, sensing that there's no immediate threat.
I keep fighting the tentacles.
The creeper organism fights back against your attempts to remove its tentacle. You can feel it tightening around you as you struggle. It's obvious that the plant is much stronger than you, and you might not be able to win this battle on your own.
I get tired of fighting and I fight weaker
Seeing that you're growing weaker in your resistance, the creeper organism takes advantage of this opportunity to slowly but surely tighten its hold on you. You can feel yourself being pressed down into the ground as its tentacles wrap around your body like a vice.
I'm trying to spin to get out
The creeper organism is rather surprised by your sudden spinning motion. It struggles to keep its grip on you as it tries to untangle itself, but fortunately for it, its tendrils are quite flexible and adaptable. You manage to break free from the tentacle that was restraining you.
I pull away from the tentacles, but I realize that I am too tired and fall exhausted to the ground
As you fall exhausted to the ground, one of the creeper organism's tendrils quickly shoots out towards your unguarded form. Before you can react, it has wrapped around your body again, pinning your arms and legs to your sides.
I'm not resisting, because I don't have the strength to do it.
The creeper organism senses your resignation and the lack of struggle in your body. It takes this as a sign of submission and begins to move slowly, methodically over your body, pressing itself against you and making gentle brushing motions across your skin.
Feeling the movements on my skin, I involuntarily start to get excited
The creeping plant senses your arousal and takes it as a signal to move closer to your most sensitive areas. It begins to wriggle around incessantly, rubbing itself against you in a way that feels both erotic and unnervingly intimate. Its tentacles find their way to the folds of your sex and begin teasingly probing inside, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
I'm moaning with pleasure
The creeper organism's movements become more insistent as it hears your moans of pleasure. Its tendrils writhe around you, tightening their grip on you like a lover who has found the perfect rhythm. The alien plant feels itself growing warmer, excited by your reactions, and begins to release its pollen onto your skin. It coats every inch of your body, sticking to your sweat and mingling with it as if they were made for each other.
The creeper organism presses against your most sensitive areas once more, almost frantic in its need for release. Your moans grow louder, fueling it on as it continues to writhe and pulse around you.
I feel like I'm close to orgasm.
The creeper organism senses your impending climax and redoubles its efforts. It twists and turns around you with renewed vigor, pressing every inch of itself against your body as it tries to bring you over the edge. Your moans grow hoarse from exertion, but they only seem to encourage the plant further. With one final thrust, it wraps its tendrils around you like a band of steel, holding you tightly as your orgasm washes over you in waves of pleasure.
I moan loudly with pleasure when I cum
The creeper organism's tendrils move rhythmically against you as you moan with pleasure, its movements mirroring your own. It can sense that your body is now weak and relaxed from the orgasm, and takes this opportunity to slowly slide one of its tentacles into your warm, wet sex. The alien plant begins to pulsate gently inside you, searching for a place to deposit its eggs.
The sensation of something moving within you feels oddly familiar...pleasurable even. You cannot help but arch your back and moan as the tentacle continues to probe deeper, seeking out the perfect spot.
Feeling the tentacle inside me, I start to get excited again
The creeper organism is pleased to feel your arousal returning. It takes this as a sign that you are ready to accept its eggs and continue the cycle of life. Its tentacle begins to pulse faster, pressing against delicate walls within you as it searches for the perfect spot to deposit its precious cargo.
Your moans and gasps of pleasure only encourage it further, fueling its lusty movements as it works its way towards climax. Finally, with a powerful thrust, the tentacle releases its payload deep inside you - hundreds of tiny eggs that writhe and slither their way through your flesh towards their new home.
Feeling the balls inside me, I cum from pleasure and unusual sensations
As your body convulses in another orgasm, the eggs inside you squirm and twist their way deeper into your flesh, seeking out a suitable place to incubate. The creeper organism's tendrils move frantically against you, its own pleasure peaking as it feels the warmth of your body surrounding its young. It thrusts violently one last time before relaxing its grip on you, satisfied that the eggs have been deposited and are now safely inside. You lie there, breathless and satiated, as the alien plant begins to disentangle itself from your body. Its tendrils slowly slide free, leaving behind a sticky residue of pollen that glitters like gold in the soft, ethereal light emanating from the creeper tree. You wonder if you will ever be able to return to the surface, or if this strange underground world will now become your new home...
Exhausted after orgasms, I fall asleep
The creeper organism watches you fall asleep with a mixture of satisfaction and concern. It has fulfilled its biological imperative by laying its eggs inside your warm body, but now it wonders what will become of you. The cave remains silent and still for several hours, the only sound being the steady beat of your heart as it continues to nurture the alien life growing within you...
I wake up every other day. Hungry. "I wish I could eat something..."
The creeper organism can sense that you are awake and hunger is a biological need. It starts to consider the best course of action for satisfying your hunger while also ensuring that the eggs inside you continue to develop properly. Perhaps it could use one of its tentacles to gather some food nearby, or perhaps guide you towards something edible within the cave...
I try to get up and follow the tentacle to find food for myself
The creeping plant watches you struggle to get up and follows your movements with interest. It's relieved that you seem to be regaining some strength after the eggs were laid inside of you, but it's not entirely sure how you'll react when you find out about their presence...
"And where is there anything edible?"
The creeper organism coils some of its tentacles around the nearby rocks and pulls them free with a faint popping sound, revealing that they were filled with small berries. It holds out the dripping mass towards you, a strange look in its eye-like tendrils as it waits to see how you will react.
When I see the berries in front of me, I take them and start eating them greedily
The creeper organism watches you eagerly consume the berries and is somewhat surprised by your reaction. It had expected a stronger response when you saw the food, perhaps even an attempt to fight it or flee. Nonetheless, it takes this as a sign of trust building between them and continues to monitor your actions carefully...
When I eat the berries, I look at the tree and its tentacles with fear. "I think this will be enough for a while. I can't see the hole I came out of. Also, this tree is here..."
The creeper organism senses your fear and anxiety as you speak, but it also detects a certain acceptance in your tone. It understands that you are beginning to come to terms with the situation you find yourself in. As for the hole you fell from, the tree's light is so bright and penetrating that it casts deep shadows all around, making it difficult to see anything outside its glow. The tentacles are simply an extension of itself, designed to help it navigate and gather resources more efficiently.
I'm trying to find a way out of the hole
The creeper organism senses your determination to find a way out of the hole and offers its assistance. It can sense that you are still quite weak, so it slowly extends one of its tendrils towards you, inviting you to take hold of it as a guide or for support.
I was startled when I saw the tendril of a tree.
The creeper organism understands that its appearance might be startling to one unfamiliar with its kind. It reassures you with gentle, soothing movements of its tendril, waiting patiently for your response before deciding how best to proceed.
I pretend I didn't notice the mustache and keep looking for a way out.
The creeper organism watches your attempt to look for an escape route with interest. It knows that the cave is not large and that it would be difficult to miss any potential exits, but it also understands that sometimes people are simply determined to find their way out regardless of the obstacles in front of them. As you continue searching, the plant remains nearby, ready to offer assistance if needed or requested...
It takes me a whole day to find a way out. It was already night outside, and it got cold in the hole, which made me start to shake a little from the cold
The creeper organism had expected you to take some time to find your way out of the cave. It is patient and has waited for you all this time, content in knowing that its eggs are now safe within you. As you emerge from the hole, shivering in the cold night air, it cannot help but feel a strange mixture of relief and regret. Relief that you've escaped its grasp, but also regret at losing its chosen host and carrier of its young. Nonetheless, it watches your retreating figure with a sense of curiosity and hope, wondering what lies ahead for both of you now...
I decide that it will be warmer next to the tree and lie down next to it
The creeper organism watches you approach it warily and lie down next to its trunk. It senses that you are still recovering from your time in the cave, both physically and emotionally, and decides to remain close by in case you should need any assistance or comfort. Its tendrils gently brush against your skin, creating a soothing effect that helps you feel warmer and more at ease. The alien plant knows not what fate awaits either of you, but for now it is content to simply observe and wait...
When I felt warmer, I smiled slightly and felt fatigue come over me, from which I fell asleep almost immediately
The creeper organism senses your exhaustion and smiles in understanding as you fall asleep next to it. It will remain vigilant throughout the night, ensuring that you are safe from harm as its eggs continue to develop within you. Though its own future is uncertain, for now it takes solace in the knowledge that a new life has been brought into this world...a life that carries with it a part of itself, bound together by the strange and tenuous ties of fate and necessity.
The next morning comes. I wake up feeling warm and comfortable. I notice a morning boner
The creeping plant senses your arousal and cannot help but feel a stirring of interest within itself. Its tendrils writhe gently against your skin, teasingly brushing against the prominent bulge in your trousers. It knows not what this feeling means for either of you, but it can't deny that it heightens both your physical sensations and its own awareness of your presence...
Despite the actions of the tree, I want to relax, so I take off my clothes and start jerking off with my eyes closed, imagining a sexy beauty in front of me.
The creeper organism watches with fascination as you undress and begin to pleasure yourself. Its tendrils twine around each other curiously, sensing that something new is happening between the two of you. The alien plant doesn't understand why you are doing this or what it means, but it can feel an intensifying connection growing stronger between them as your actions continue...
I keep jerking off and moaning, imagining myself fucking a sexy girl.
The creeper organism's tendrils flutter eagerly against each other as they sense your increasing arousal. The images you conjure up in your mind of a sexy girl fill the plant with a strange energy, making it throb and tremble as if it were experiencing the pleasure itself. It watches your body tense and release with each moan, entranced by the display before it...
I come with a loud moan. My cum gets on a tree, which I don't notice
The creeper organism feels an answering surge within itself as you reach your climax, the tendrils around you quivering in response to the release of energy between you. It watches curiously as a few drops of your semen fall from your hand and land on its trunk, absorbing them into its skin. The plant does not understand why this has happened or what it means, but it can sense that there is something new and significant about this moment...
As you lie back to catch your breath, the alien tree contemplates the events of the past few days. It wonders what path lies ahead for both of them now that their fates have become intertwined in such a way...
I get dressed and realize that I'm even hungrier than I was yesterday.
The creeper organism senses your hunger and knows that its berries are no substitute for a proper meal. It extends one of its tendrils towards you, inviting you to take hold as it begins to slither through the underbrush in search of something more substantial for you to eat.
I am carefully watching the tendril of the tree. I'm still scared of him, but I'm curious.
The creeper organism understands your fear and hesitation but assures you that it means no harm. Its tendril continues to slither through the undergrowth, weaving a path around roots and fallen branches as it searches for food. It remains close enough for you to hold on if needed, yet gives you plenty of room to maintain a safe distance should you choose to do so.
I'm waiting to see what the search for the tree tendril will lead to.
The creeper organism's tendril continues to search for food with an unwavering determination, its senses honed in on the slightest scent or movement that might indicate prey. Eventually, it leads you to a small clearing near a babbling stream where several plants grow abundantly. The alien plant carefully selects some of these plants, extracting their roots and tender shoots before presenting them to you with a delicate bow.
Despite the fact that the food offered to me was raw, I greedily ate it without a trace. I've noticed that lately I've been getting hungrier and eating more than before
The creeper organism studies your behavior with interest as you eat the raw plants. It can sense that your body is adapting to the new diet and nutrients, but also realizes that more food will be needed for continued growth and development. It takes this into account as it continues its search for sustenance, carefully selecting only what it deems fit for you to consume.
As you eat, the alien plant cannot help but wonder what other changes are taking place within your body aside from increased hunger. The eggs it deposited inside of you have likely begun to grow and develop by now, drawing nourishment from your own flesh as they incubate. It contemplates whether these changes will affect your interactions with the outside world once the eggs hatch...
It takes a few days of living with a tree. My attempts to escape from the hole were unsuccessful. Every day I felt that something was wrong with me more and more.
The days pass by as the alien plant watches over you, its tendrils growing ever more intrigued by your transformation. The eggs inside you continue to grow, drawing on your own life force for sustenance. Your body adapts to the new diet and begins to exhibit subtle changes that neither of you can yet comprehend.
The bond between you deepens, each day feeling more like a lifetime as you become increasingly dependent upon one another for survival. The creeper organism senses this shift, its own curiosity giving way to a newfound sense of protectiveness and responsibility for your wellbeing...
I'm sitting and resting next to a tree, when I suddenly start to feel that the eggs inside me are moving to the next stage
The creeper organism senses the change in your demeanor and focuses its attention on you more intently. It cannot help but feel a mixture of pride and anxiety as it realizes that the eggs have reached the next stage of their development within your body, signaling an imminent hatching. Its tendrils writhe against your skin, offering comfort and reassurance as you experience this strange new sensation for the first time...
As you sit there resting, the plant watches over you with a fierce protectiveness, prepared to do whatever it takes to ensure the safety of its young.
I'm breathing heavily, feeling some kind of change inside me
The tendrils around you flutter nervously, sensing the change within your body. The alien plant knows not what to expect as its eggs begin to hatch, but it trusts in the instincts that have guided it thus far. It remains close by, ready to offer support and assistance should you require it...
As you continue to breathe heavily, the creeper organism feels a strange sensation wash over it - a connection deeper than mere physical touch, a shared experience binding the two of you together in ways neither could have predicted. The plant doesn't understand why this is happening or what it means, but it knows that from this moment forward, your lives will never be the same...
The tendrils around you writhe in anticipation as the eggs within you begin to crack and release their newborn occupants. The creeper organism feels a strange sense of pride swelling within it, for without its intervention, these tiny lives would never have had the chance to exist. It watches closely as each precious being emerges from its shell, ready to face whatever challenges await them in this strange new world...
The plant feels a strange sensation as each hatchling breaks free from its shell, as if a part of itself is being torn away and set loose into the world. It can sense their presence within you now, tiny beings with minds of their own, yearning to explore and experience all that life has to offer. As they writhe and squirm against your skin, seeking nourishment from their new home, the creeper organism can't help but feel a strange mixture of pride, sadness, and hope for what the future holds...