Lost in Melilem Grove Pt. 02 Ch. 06

Chapter Six

1.

Maple grunted. She felt hung over. She was still sticky from the worm's slime. She found herself in the gemstone cave. She was lying on her back. Her mouth and pussy ached. She had the taste of semen in her mouth. She hated her body's response to 69. She knew the worm had ejaculated its sticky semen in her mouth. The taste lingered in her mouth.

Maple was so scared. She lazily turned on her left side. She groaned a little.

Maple tried to stand. She stumbled. She bumped against the wall. She moaned lowly.

She stumbled through the cave, hoping that the horny worm wasn't lurking around. She assumed this time it would ruin her pussy with its large cock. She swallowed hard.

Intrusive thoughts of the worm thrusting its mighty member into her wet pussy turned her on. She pictured herself lying on her back, hugging the worm, groaning like a ghost.

Maple shook her head. "No. No. Don't let this place brainwash you," she stammered. She looked around the cave. "It's affecting me...! It's breaking me...! It wants me badly...!"

Maple finally found the exit to the cave. There was no sign of the raping worm.

Maple continued her journey to find her sister Juniper. They had to get away.

2.

Maple found a river to wash the slime off of her body. She washed her mouth out. She had to take even longer to wash her hair and her face. She felt worn out -- mentally and physically. If she could escape from this place, she would need to have a lot of therapy.

Maple used to think that the stories of monster rape had been just urban myths. When she was back in school, she and her friends would giggle about these wild stories online.

"It's no longer funny when it happens to you," Maple sighed as she looked around.

After she bathed herself, Maple went to a quiet area to dry off.

3.

Maple lost track of time. She had dried off. She was feeling hungry again. She needed some food. She wanted to have some fruit -- apples, oranges, bananas -- it didn't matter. She had already quenched her thirst back at the river. However, her stomach rumbled loudly.

Maple walked around the forbidden grove and ate whatever apple and pear she saw.

4.

Maple found a patch of mushrooms on the ground -- they looked juicy and orange.

Maple hesitated. The grove was deceiving her. Maple got down on her knees. She extended her tongue out of her mouth. Carefully, she licked the mushroom.

When Maple put her tongue back in her mouth, she tasted the mushroom's residue. It didn't taste poisonous. To her surprise, the mushroom tasted like sweet candy. She loved it.

Maple pulled out a mushroom and shoved it into her mouth. She swallowed. Maple purred. It was the tastiest mushroom she ever put in her mouth. She couldn't stop at one. She wound up pigging out. She consumed many mushrooms. She gulped them all down. She was like a child in a candy store. Maple smiled. She giggled. Every mushroom was so delicious.

There were eventually no mushrooms around. Maple ate every single one of them.

She looked around like a disappointed child. She pouted. She folded her arms.

"No more mushrooms," she sighed, while on her knees. "I need some more now."

Maple got up. Her pupils dilated. The grove changed. She saw pretty colours.

"What the fuck did I just eat?" she mumbled. "Were those mushrooms were bad?"

Maple giggled. She smiled. She explored the grove. Every area shifted and twisted.

She saw the raping trees. She even saw the large worm that did the 69 position.

Maple stumbled to the monsters. She spoke, "Why did you attack me before?"

The horny monsters did nothing. They stared at her -- like a captive audience.

The raping trees and the horny worm soon vanished as if they were mirages.

Maple sat down. Her head swam. She saw pretty colours. She saw butterflies.

Maple looked at her hands -- she was astonished they looked odd and wavy.

Many tentacles with mushroom-tips made their way to dear Maple.

Maple smiled. She thought these mushrooms were the candy ones she craved.

Carefully, Maple held one tentacle and shoved the mushroom into her mouth.

She saw that the tentacles looked, in fact, like long dicks with orange, bulbous tips.

It didn't stop her from sucking the tentacle in her mouth and servicing it slowly. Something drove her. She wanted to swallow the tentacle's semen. She moaned eagerly.

Maple licked every inch of the tentacle in her mouth. She sucked it with gusto. She felt it grow warmer in her mouth. She felt it ejaculate. She swallowed the semen down.

Maple became addicted to the semen. She couldn't stop. She took turns sucking every tentacle that had surrounded her. She swallowed the semen. She loved it dearly.

One tentacle moved in between Maple's breasts --gaining a tit wank from her.

Maple didn't mind. Giving the tentacle a tit wank aroused her. She moaned and groaned. She even began using her hands and feet to service the other awaiting tentacles.

Maple got covered in tentacle semen. The tentacle that piston in between her tits shot its load in her face. Maple liked it. She welcomed the facial. She moaned. She groaned.

She then played a game: She wanted to know how much she could stuff in her mouth. Maple stuffed four of the tentacles in her mouth. She sucked and moaned.

Maple's vision blurred. She felt light-headed. It felt like the world was fading. She swallowed the semen from the tentacles. She giggled. She moaned. She lost consciousness.

5.

Maple woke up hours later. Her mind was hazy. She had a sweet taste in her mouth. The last thing she remembered was snacking on tasty mushrooms.

She blacked out. She was coated with dried semen. She did not know why.

Maple whimpered. "Can I eat anything in this forest without being drugged?"