Anna's Accidental Replication Study

Anna wasn't sure how long the vine fucked her urethra for, but it must have been hours. She was tired from the whole ordeal but couldn't sleep while the new vine kept thrusting into her. It was slowly working its way inside and was almost up to the full size of the vine which meant the next phase was almost going to begin. The only thing Anna could do was hang there suspended by the vines while slow methodical pulses of dilute paralytic were pumped into her ass, and the pressure on her womb intensified. Weak tremors ran through her body from the feeling of the vine bullying her urethra and eventually, the vine penetrated up to the first bulge on it's thickest portion, and it slowed down the rate it was plunging into her.

The slimy sap being produced by the vine was an excellent lubricant--not that there was a shortage since she was leaking some out of all of her holes and her body was also covered in it. It also had mild healing effects keeping Anna from getting sore while also allowing the plant to use her however it wanted whenever it wanted without risking her health. Slowly, after a couple strokes to work up to it, the vine began fucking her passage with the first bulge. Or at it was trying to anyways. It was too large to fit right away and Anna's body was straining to fit such a large object where it shouldn't go. Fitting the entire tapered end of the vine already took hours of fucking and this first bulge wasn't going to make its way inside her any time soon based on what she was feeling. The only sounds heard inside the plant were the wet smacks and pops of the bulge training her hole along with the muffled moans of Anna every time the bulge got a little further inside her.

After another torturous hour, the vine had worked her hole until it was almost ready to swallow the first bulge on the vine. Anna still was on the edge of an orgasm and hadn't backed off this entire time. She was getting desperate and she was trying to find ways to help the plant along in training her so she could just get to the part where she was allowed to finally cum. Despite her weakness, Anna rolled her hips into the new vine to help it thrust further inside and unlike last time, with her ass now firmly knotted and secured, the plant had no problem letting Anna fuck herself on her training vine. The pressure the vine was applying increased and Anna cried out as the bulge slowly forced its way past her entrance. The sensation of the vine coiling and uncoiling inside her bladder as it stroked the bulge in and out of her would have been enough to make her cum on it's own even without all of her holes being plugged, pumped, or trained. Her hole had only managed to barely take the bulge past the half way point, and she knew the vine wouldn't be done with her until every bulge on the vine was inside her.

The next one was considerably larger at slightly larger than her index finger. The vine slowly teased its way at Anna's entrance pressing the next bulge against it and applying light pressure with each thrust to help drive it further. Anna kept rolling her hips into the vine to help it along. The pleasure she was feeling was indescribable. Honestly it was more a form of torture since it might be days until she finally came. The vine was being careful not to hurt it's new host and it was in no rush to train her body. With the anal vine thoroughly knotted inside Anna's butt and the dilute paralytic, she wasn't going anywhere and her holes needed to be trained properly if she was to be useful.

Over the next hour the vine tormented Anna's little pussy until the second bulge was almost making its way inside her. The bulge was stretching her opening further and further to prepare her for the next one that the plant wanted to fuck into her. Eventually, despite the stimulation Anna passed out from exhaustion and woke later to her thoroughly abused urethra being forced to swallow the last and largest bulge on the vine. Anna REALLY needed to pee with two feet of vine inside of her bladder, and 3-4 feet inside of her ass with a slowly inflating womb. She looked like she was about 5-6 months pregnant at this point with every single hole plugged by the plant. After a slight pause, the vine in her urethra began pumping copious amounts of a special version of the slimy sap inside of her bladder. The purpose of which Anna knew would become apparent soon.

The leaves that surrounded her earlier slowly began to open, but only just enough for Anna's plugged and dripping holes to be exposed to the jungle. The leaves sealed around her waist and the vine in her urethra slowly retracted out of her--each bulge teasing her abused entrance one last time as they pulled out of her until the vine slipped out completely followed by a gush of fluids. Because of what was being pumped into her ass, her gaping urethra couldn't close fully after the abuse it suffered. Based on how large the last bulge was and how long the plant spent fucking her with it, Anna was sure her urethra was gaping wide enough for her to stick any of her fingers into. The mixture that rushed out of her opening dripped down the leaves surrounding her, slowing to a dribble that dripped out of her brutalised hole and off of her clit. Every breath that she took through the vine forced down her throat made a little more of the mixture squeeze out of her passage releasing what Anna was sure was an intoxicating bouquet of pheromones for one particular species.

Anna lay there face down ass up for the whole world to see for what felt like hours. A vine in both her ass and pussy, both of them slowly pulsing into her with their own rhythm, and a mixture of her own urine and the bulged vine's secretions dribbling out of her and onto the plant. Both vines were kept well clear of her urethra allowing easy access to it. The plant had long since finished filling her stomach with nutrient and aphrodisiac. The slow and intermittent pulses of small amounts of fluids being pumped into her holes the only thing she could feel at the moment. The feeling of the breeze on her gaping urethra was an interesting sensation which only added to Anna's torment. After having it continuously fucked for the better part of a day her urethra felt empty. She almost missed the vine and it's bulges. She never knew having her urethra played with would be so pleasurable. Anna hung there like a particularly inviting piece of fruit waiting to be plucked while awaiting her fate. The Vine could keep her alive as long as it wanted like this. But why go through the trouble of training her holes like this?