Anya stared after Mr. Hughes' receding back with her mouth dropped open as she felt something surround her other ankle. Something that was solid, slippery and strong. She was unable to move her legs and felt other similar vines of some sort wrap around her upper thighs and squeeze gently, tugging her a little farther into the lake. Two suddenly slipped from beneath the water and she thought that they looked like long, thick leaves of some sort, similar to vines, but tapered at the sides. The two she was watching moved to her arms and she felt them tighten against her wrists, leaving her no room for movement. Two more, different than the first two, drifted up and out of the water, much more like vines, and with light pink petals that were closed at the end. She watched, shaking uncontrollably now, unsure what would happen, as the two newest appendages began to rub up against her large breasts.
She felt and saw her nipples tighten into buds, much as they would when she breastfed her children, and she gasped when the vines moved so that the tips of the closed petals met the hard pebbles of her nipples and sucked somehow on them slowly, popping off and then doing it again and again until Anya felt her cunt pulse and she felt more of her juices spray out into the water she was slowly being drawn deeper into. She was now in it up to her belly button.
Suddenly, the petals opened, showing six actually surrounded each vine, and inside, was a dark yellow center that was shaped similarly to a Venus fly trap, complete with numerous tiny teeth like appendages. She whimpered as the "mouth" opened up and she saw that it appeared hollow except for several wispy hair like structures within its core. As they both moved closer to her breasts, Anya cried out, terrified of what would happen, unable to get away as the vines that held her arms and legs suddenly stretched her into an "X" pattern, keeping her still. Her eyes were wide as the mouths opened around her nipples and some sort of suction pulled the beaded centers into the tube inside of them. When the outer "teeth" closed, they didn't stop until they had dug in around each of her nipples and Anya gasped loudly, she had expected the teeth, upon puncturing her skin, to sting, but they didn't. Her large tits seemed to hum and welcome the tight pressure of them, not to mention the orgasm that suddenly crashed into her pussy, soaking her canal.
Breathless, Anya closed her eyes to get herself under control, moaning as she felt the vines on her breasts suckle hard on her nipples, and she felt sharp spikes of pleasure at what she felt were the tiny hairs pushing into her breasts, using the ducts of her mammary glands to invade her breast, their purpose unclear as Anya tried to fight against the vines holding her, knowing she couldn't get away, but trying to get closer to something, something that would address the ache in her pussy. Surely there was a vine ready to fuck her, and she hoped it would be one of the new vines she felt slide over the silken fold in the cleft of her thighs.
Looking down, she saw that the pink petals had closed over her breasts, and she could still feel the deep suck that came rhythmically. Anya realized that with each tightening of suction, the vines around her wrist and ankles and thighs pulsed in unison. She wondered what it would feel like if those vines invaded her pussy, would they pulse together? She began to pant as she thought about it and simply stared when a large vine, much larger than the others were, shot out more quickly from under the water.