symbiotic sex plant part two

But I feel movement outside of me too, from the tough root’s that have replaced my panties. I don’t know what happened to my panties, I guess the plant ate them. Then, out from under my skirt snakes two pencil thin tendrils, spiraling up my lower abdomen, then my belly, then up to my chest. I try to rip them off, but like the rest of the plant the tiny hairs have rooted into my skin. The scientist and his lackeys gasp, then start scribbling notes, the assholes. The tendrils, with strength disproportionate to their size, force their wandering and waving tips upwards, as if looking for something. As the tendrils near my breasts, however, they suddenly break from their spiraling pattern and gently feel me up. The tendrils then savagely lash themselves around each of my breasts, tightening, and the tip of both tendrils swells into another flowing bud. The buds open up, and with powerful suction they both attach themselves to my erect nipples. I shout out as another orgasm causes me to spray my wetness all over the “panties” the plant has made for me, though it is all quickly absorbed. Despite my need to recuperate, the plant continues teasing me. Then, the sucking buds attached to my breasts bite me, as if along the outside of the little sucking mouth were rows of sharp teeth, but upon examination I see that they’re actually tiny roots digging into the skin right outside of my nipples.