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Curious, he reached out toward one of the orbs.

A sharp jolt made him draw his hand back with a hiss of pain. Silently berating himself, he backed away from the wall.

"You shouldn't touch them."

Jacob whirled, and a woman stepped into the circle of light. Her skin was pale green, her body wrapped in a loose robe of vines, so that only her legs and head were visible. Her hair was green as well, and thickly braided, framing a round face.

He backed away slowly. "Who are you?"

She moved toward him. Her expression was calm, her head tilted slightly as she regarded him. "I am Alraune. Who are you?"

"I'm... Jacob. Look, I don't want any trouble --"

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. Why are you here?"

"I'm, uh..." Jacob shook his head. "I'm not sure. I'm looking for answers, I guess."

A single vine detached itself from her robe and reached out to stroke his face. Jacob flinched, but the touch of the vine was soothing and gentle, and he relaxed.

"You seem upset," she said. "Don't be." Then more vines reached out, unmaking the robe, revealing her full figure. She had no arms - those were her arms, her shoulders ending in a tangle of vines that had been draped around her body. Her upper torso seemed human, with firm breasts sitting high on her chest, topped by hard, pointed nipples; but below that was an opening like a flower between her legs, surrounded by small, dark green petals.

The vines twisted around his body, gripping him tightly, pulling him into her embrace. Her face was inches from his, her breasts pressed into his chest, her nipples digging into his skin.

Jacob struggled vainly. "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"I want to show you what I can do. I want to make you feel better. But you shouldn't... you know." She bit her lip shyly. "You shouldn't cum in me. It wouldn't be good for you. Just tell me when to stop, okay?"

Jacob could only gasp as her syrupy tunnel closed around him. The sensation was almost too much to bear. She gripped his cock as tightly as a rubber glove, yet as softly as a breath of air. The heat of her sent searing bolts of pure pleasure racing up his spine. He arched his back helplessly, but the vines were holding him firmly in place against her, and he couldn't move. She kissed his cheek as her silken walls squeezed once around his shaft, then relaxed.

"You should close your mouth," she whispered in his ear, "before something gets inside it." Then she sealed her lips over his, and her tongue darted out to tangle with his. He tasted her lips, sweet and tangy. Again he tried to thrust into her; again she held him still, as she began a series of contractions, rippling waves that flowed up and down his turgid prick. Her inner walls seemed to trace every ridge, every contour of his cock, ascending, descending, building up a torturous pressure in his balls.

It felt like she was milking him, and he was powerless to stop her. A large part of him didn't want her to stop: it felt so good. Each fluttering surge seemed to pinpoint his most sensitive spots, applying exquisite friction to his overwrought nerves. Weakly he tried to find purchase for his arms, but the vines were coiled around his shoulders, and each time he tried to grab one it slipped effortlessly out of his grasp. He moaned into her mouth.

She broke the kiss and licked her way back to his ear, nibbling lightly at his skin. "Shhh. Just relax and enjoy this. Doesn't it feel good? Forget about whatever's making you sad. No need to struggle. No need to do anything, just enjoy."

The throbs and pulses came harder and faster now. Jacob was panting, gasping, floating in a sea of pleasure, lost to the sensations. He could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching, the tightening in his balls, the pulsing urgency in his cock. Alraune leaned back a little to study his face.

"Are you getting close?" Another series of ripples, and Jacob groaned.

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