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“Get off me!” Eula struggles in the grasp of the mutated whopperflower. It had popped out of the ground after Albedo stabbed the imposter, sending Albedo flying back. Eula had been the first to attack. She’d gotten a few hits in but when the whopperflower managed to knock her claymore from her hands. It took the opportunity to immobilize her by grabbing her wrists and ankles with its vines. “I will have vengeance!”
In response, the whopperflower’s grip tightened, causing Eula to cry out in pain. It pulled her arms and legs apart, forcing her to stand exposed and vulnerable. Eula turns her head to look back at her companions, wondering what in Teyvat is taking them so long to help her, but she’s unable to see them. She continues to struggle, trying to pull her limbs out of the vines’ grasp to no avail.
Another vine extends from the body of the whopperflower, much to Eula’s horror. It extends towards her and she’s sure it's going to kill her. Instead, the vine caresses her body, starting with her chest. It grabs at her breasts, over her clothes, caressing and squeezing them.
“W-what is it doing?” Eula stares in front of her, eyes wide in horror. Why weren’t her friends helping her? Were they in similar predicaments? Or had they been attacked by someone or something else? Would Albedo come back for them?
Eula’s thoughts are interrupted by the sound of fabric tearing and the feeling of cold air against her chest. The whopperflower had ripped away the top part of her outfit, leaving her breasts exposed to the cold. Eula struggled even harder, trying to pull her arms out of the monster’s grasp to cover herself. The whopperflower pulled at her arms again, forcing them to remain straight and away from her.
“Stop! I am Eula Lawarence and I demand you let me go, you monster!” Eula screams in frustration, tears pricking at her eyes.
“Eula! Are you okay?”
Eula’s head snaps around, her eyes focusing on Amber. She could cry, she felt so happy seeing her friend. “I won’t be, if you don’t help me!”
To her frustration, Amber doesn’t move. Couldn’t she see the predicament Eula is in? She opens her mouth to call out to Amber again but instead, she cries out in surprise, eyes widening again. Her attention snaps to a new vine, one that had begun stroking her most sensitive area. It rubs against her clothes, back and forth, causing chills to run up her body. Eula turns back to Amber but her friend seems not to notice. She’s too fixated on the vine rubbing against Eula’s crotch.
“Amber,” Eula calls out again, fear edging into her voice. “Help me!”
Amber doesn’t look at Eula. She doesn’t even move. It’s as if she’s paralyzed in her spot, transfixed on the sight before her. Eula scans the area again, hoping to find the traveler, Bennett, or even Albedo but she comes up empty. Where could they be?
Eula cries out again as she feels the vine shoving its way into her shorts through her leg hole. It’s firm, pulsating against her thigh as it slowly shoves its way through the tight space, bruising her flesh as it goes. It makes its way out of her other pant leg— then, it tugs. The bottom of Eula’s shorts rips open with ease, exposing more of her. Her underwear remained intact but it was just as embarrassing for the woman. She’d forgotten to do laundry so she had to wear a thong. Eula thoroughly regretted it now, as she knew it didn’t cover much of her. She suspected it wouldn’t matter soon though, if the whopperflower continued its assault.
Continue, it did. The whopperflower leered at her, still teasing her breasts. She wishes it would at least give them a break— her breasts were long past sensitive and sore. Between her legs, Eula felt the vine return to rubbing against her vagina. This time, it sent more electric shocks of pleasure through her, thanks to the little amount of fabric separating them.
“Ah- Amber,” Eula calls out the other woman’s name again, pleading with her. “P-please.. Ngh- help me.”
Amber doesn’t respond again but she hears what sound like footsteps in the snow. Is she finally going to get help?
Eula turns her head again. To her happiness, she sees Amber approaching her. She feels so happy— at least, she does until she sees the look in Amber’s eyes. Amber did not look at Eula’s face, her focus still on Eula’s body. Her eyes look hazy and far away, as if she were in a trance. Eula struggles to keep the other woman in her sight as she gets closer and closer, entering her blind spot.
Then, Eula feels the vine stop rubbing against her. She doesn’t have time to feel hopeful though, because she feels the vine pull her underwear to the side, exposing her pussy. The vine on her breasts finally stops it’s movements but as it makes its way down her body, Eula finds herself wishing it had stayed where it was.
Eula cries out a half moan, half scream as she feels the vine rub against her bare clit, slick with her arousal. “N-no! Stop!” Eula’s attention is shifted once again as she feels hands against her ass. “A-amber? What are you doing?”
It’s not a surprise that Amber doesn’t respond. Eula feels the woman’s hands squeezing and massaging her ass, adding to the pleasure she’s feeling. She finds herself unable to hold in her moans as well as she had been. Amber’s hands grow rougher in response. A few moments later, Eula feels Amber rip even more of her shorts, exposing her ass. Her hands continue their assault for another few moments before they pull her cheeks apart, exposing Eula’s asshole.
Eula moans loudly as she feels Amber’s face bury into her ass, her tongue pressing against her asshole. Amber begins to eat her ass with vigor, licking her asshole as the vine between her legs rubs against her clit. Eula’s moaning wantonly, body shaking with pleasure. Her mind no longer thinks of how to escape— instead, she’s consumed by carnal pleasure.
“O-oh, Amber! Nnh- f-fuck,” Eula pants out. She wants to tell the girl to stop but can’t form words.
Amber’s tongue presses against her asshole, pushing its way through the tight ring of muscle. Eula moans louder as Amber sticks her tongue into her, unconsciously grinding against the girl’s face. The three continue like that for a few minutes, Eula’s moans getting louder and needier as Amber and the whopperflower pleasure her.
“F-fuck— A-Amber,” Eula moans, the feeling of being pleasured from both sides driving her to the brink of Celestia. “O-oh, Barbatos—“
Eula’s voice cuts off with a loud, deep moan as her pleasure peaks, sending her into an orgasm. Her whole body shakes and struggles against the vine constraints. The vine rubbing against her clit slides back, poking at Eula’s hole, coating itself in her arousal. It presses against her vagina, seeking entry. Eula whines, shying away from the vine as best she can. She feels Amber’s hand against her pussy, whining as the woman slips two fingers into her.
Amber moves her fingers in Eula, coating her finger’s with the woman’s cum, then takes them back out. She removes her face from the woman’s ass and moves her other hand to Eula’s pussy. This time, Eula feels Amber spread her lips, exposing her hole. As if the whopperflower could tell what Amber was doing, it presses against her flesh again, firmer this time as Amber holds her open.
“S-stop! Don’t do—“ Eula’s words get cut off by her loud moan as the vine successfully pushes into her.
Eula’s never felt so… full before. The vine pulsates in her, providing stimulation even though it wasn’t moving yet. She feels Amber’s hand fall away from her pussy but the stimulation is quickly replaced as she feels Amber press her wet fingers against her asshole. Eula struggles more, trying to shy away from Amber’s fingers but all she succeeds in doing is grinding against the vine, causing it to move inside her.
The blue-haired woman moans and pants, forcing herself to remain still. The vine slowly slides out of her, stopping only when just the tip remains in her. Then, it thrusts back into her. Eula gasps and moans, clenching her eyes closed. Behind her, Eula feels Amber pushing against her asshole.
“I-I can’t,” Eula almost sobs, trying to move away from Amber again. This time, Amber’s other hand grips her hip, forcing her body to stay where it is.
The vine slides out and in again but this time it doesn’t stop. It fucks into Eula’s pussy hard and slow. Amber continues pressing her finger’s against Eula’s asshole, slowly pushing into her. Eula cries out in pain and pleasure as both her holes are violated. Amber’s fingers don’t stop when they are fully inserted; instead, she matches the vine’s pace, fingering the blue-haired woman’s asshole as the vine fucks her pussy.
Eula writhes and moans, the pain of Amber’s fingers quickly fading into pleasure. The vine in her speeds up, slamming against her walls quicker and quicker— Amber matches its pace easily. Eula nearly screams when she feels a new, much stronger electric pulse of pleasure originating from her ass. Amber fingers her harder, slamming into the newfound bundle of nerves that had caused Eula’s reaction. She and the vine keep a steady yet quick pace, fucking Eula hard.
It’s a few moments later that the vine finds her g-spot, curling into it as it forces more of the tentacle-like vine into her. Eula’s nearly screaming with every moan, body trembling as she’s used like a toy. As much as she tries to fight it, Eula feels another orgasm approaching.
“P-please, s-slow down,” she moans. Neither Amber nor the whopperflower oblige. If anything, they speed up, stimulating both pleasure spots in tandem.
Eula’s moans grow almost deafening as she approaches her second orgasm but when she finally tumbles over the edge, she’s silent, face frozen in a silent moan as she trembles uncontrollably. The pleasure doesn’t stop. Amber and the vine continue to fuck into her most sensitive spots, forcing more pleasure out her body. Tears brim Eula’s eyes as the pleasure builds again, much quicker this time.
She cums a third time as tears spill over, freezing to her cheeks.
This time, the whopperflower and Amber stop, sliding out of her. The vines around her limbs stay though, forcing her to stay standing even as her body sags with exhaustion. Eula pants, trying to get herself to calm down. When she lifts her head again though, she’s met with a vine, the same that had fucked her, inches from her face. She doesn’t have time to move before it forces its way into her partially open mouth, forcing her jaw open wider to accommodate it.
Eula cries out but the noise is muffled by the intruding vine. She tastes herself as the vine slides back and forth into her mouth. It slams against her throat, causing her to choke and gag, spit dripping down her chin. She’s helpless against the vine, unable to do anything but take it. Below her, Amber ducks between her legs, positioning herself in front of Eula. Eula wants to cry out, wants to tell Amber to stop, but is unable to. Amber kneels before the woman, her face now the same level as Eula’s pussy.
The whopperflower continues to fuck Eula’s mouth as Amber decends onto her pussy, sucking her clit into her mouth. Eula moans around the vine, which just allows the vine to push further into her throat. The woman’s body shakes as Amber eats her out and the vine throat fucks her. She takes tiny breaths when she’s able, which isn’t often. Eula’s stuck in limbo, oxygen deprived and overstimulated.
Eula feels one of Amber’s hands move up her body, finding one of her tits easily. She squeezes and massages it, sending Eula even further into overstimulation. Eula borders on the line between pain and pleasure, writhing with the stimulation and lack of oxygen.
Amber slides two fingers into Eula’s soaking pussy, easily finding her g-spot. Eula moans around the vine in her mouth, falling off the edge into another mind blowing orgasm. The vine in her mouth gives a few more pumps before she feels a gush of liquid fill her mouth and throat. Some of the creamy, sweet liquid drips down her chin and onto her tits. Eula’s still shaking and panting, tears running down her face as Amber slides her fingers out of her and removes her mouth from her pussy.
The vines holding her begin to move, manipulating Eula’s body into laying down, face up, on the cold ice. Eula struggles weakly against the vines that held her tightly, still to no avail. She’s too weak to form words, not that they would do her any good anyways. Luckily, she’s so used to the cold that she’s not bothered by her bare skin resting against the ice. The whopperflower pulls at her legs, pulling them up until her back was off the ice, almost bending her in half. She hears clothes rustling but her vision is blocked by her own body. In this position, she can see her glistening cunt above her, serving as a reminder of her pleasurable torture.
Eula’s vision becomes obstructed by something else— another body. Amber stands above her, shorts and underwear gone. Her smaller breasts were free as well, as she’d stripped off her white shirt, leaving her in only her corset, red jacket, socks, and shoes. Eula’s eyes focus on her friend’s pussy, glistening with arousal in the cold light. She doesn’t need to say anything— Eula knows what’s coming.
Eula doesn’t resist— not that she really could — as Amber sits herself on Eula’s face. The younger girl lets out a breathy moan as her clit brushes against Eula’s lips. Amber grips Eula’s thighs, using them to pull her body closer. Eula feels Amber’s tongue against her pussy again, making her moan. The girl begins to eat her out as if she’d never eaten before while she grinds against Eula’s face, coating her in her arousal. Eula moans against her friend’s pussy, electric shocks of pleasure coursing through her once again. Amber’s hips move faster, needier, as she tries to achieve her own orgasm.
“Eula,” Amber groans, voice husky with lust. “Stick out your tongue.”
Oh, so now Amber wants to talk to her? Eula chooses to ignore her.
Amber growls and slaps Eula’s pussy. Eula gasps and whines in a combination of pain and pleasure, body twitching at the sensation. “I said, stick out your tongue.” The girl’s tone is unrecognizable. Eula’s never heard her sound so… aggressive. It made her fearful all over again.
So, Eula did as told. She sticks her tongue out, letting it rest against her chin. Amber moans loudly at the sensation, hips stuttering as she grinds against her friend’s tongue. Eula moans into her pussy as Amber goes back to eating her out. She’s surprisingly good and Eula feels another orgasm mounting. She feels Amber’s nails digging into her ass as she grips it, adding to her stimulation.
They’re both lost in their actions when a vine slides into Eula, making her cry out against Amber, who simply continues grinding against her tongue. The whopperflower fucks into Eula, making both women shake with the force. A few moments later, the vine slides out of her pussy and presses against her asshole. Fear fills Eula again as the vine presses harder and harder against her asshole, forcing its way past the tight ring of muscle. It slips in after a minute of trying.
Eula screams, her cries muffled by Amber’s cunt grinding against her tongue still. Amber moans against Eula’s pussy and stuffs three fingers into her. Eula’s eyes roll back as she’s once again assaulted with both pain and pleasure. Amber slides her fingers out but before Eula can even get used to the feeling, another vine slides into her. She thought she felt full earlier but it was nothing compared to the way she feels now.
Amber still eats her out, sucking and licking her clit as the vines fucked Eula’s pussy and ass. She continues to grind against Eula’s tongue, hips stuttering as she approaches her orgasm. Eula whines and moans, overstimulated once again by the vines. She continues to keep her tongue out for her friend even as she cums, tasting her friend’s orgasm. Amber doesn’t stop her movements though, even after her orgasm is done. She continues to use Eula to pleasure herself and continues to pleasure Eula as she gets fucked.
The three of them continue like that for what feels like an hour, though the actual amount of time was likely much less. The vines shoot their sticky, creamy load — could it be called cum? — into Eula twice more in each hole, fucking it into her. Eula counts Amber cum twice; she doesn’t know how many more times she orgasms. At some point, it felt like she never stopped orgasming.
Eventually, though, the whopperflower is satisfied. It releases Eula, retreating back underground. Amber slides off of Eula, gently setting her bottom half back against the ice. Eula sees her say something but doesn’t hear what it is. She quickly succumbs to exhaustion and overstimulation, passing out while still dripping cum.