***AUTHOR'S NOTE: Another manyeyedhydra inspiration ahoy. The breakfast eater in question is inspired by Aenictia from meh's Coils of Aenictia. Very hot story (if you're not squeamish) that's well worth checking out, though I think mine has the pleasanter ending!***
"We're going somewhere special," announced Goo Girl's voice in his head triumphantly as he strolled back.
'Please not Aura's honey pot,' John pleaded, though he found the words echoing hollowly inside his head. It seemed the slime wasn't permitting him to talk.
"No, it's not. And I'm not sure I like these feelings of rebellion," Goo Girl chided. No sooner had she said it than John felt a feeling of supreme contentment spread through him.
'Yes,' he thought. 'She's right, it would be nice to have fun.'
'...fuck, is she controlling your thoughts too?' screamed a voice inside his head, muted as if from faraway.
"Oh, ignore him," Goo Girl's voice echoed. "Give yourself to me."
His cock fizzled, and the warm hot-tub sensation seeped deeper into his body, into his brain.
Any resistance vanished as he just sank into the blissful heat, letting Goo Girl guide the way.
"Now, we're going to visit some very cute girls," she said.
As they pushed through into a clearing, groans of feminine sexual pleasure became louder again.
As he was guided through the overgrowth, John soon found its source.
Several men were busy humping away at a truly dazzling array of women. All with a fair build, rosy cheeks and light skin, a large number of girls had their legs wrapped round the men and were thrusting back.
John wandered over to one such girl, who unlike her friends, lacked a partner. As he got closer, he realised her legs, which were in the same raised position as her friends, weren't actually legs at all.
Sure they looked like legs, and at the bottom they even sported a dainty pair of feet. But between them hung a sac, a green sheath. She was another plant. A pitcher plant.
She looked at John with sad, mournful eyes.
"I'm... I'm so lonely," she sniffed. "Please fuck me."
"Easy dollface, I'll give you all the fucking you want," John said with words that blatantly weren't his.
He clambered inside, and Goo Girl permitted him to look down, where he saw a smooth, slick pussy on the girl. It was dripping a steady stream of juice onto the bottom of the sac.
John leaned forward and kissed the girl on the lips as he pulled her close with his left arm.
With his right he began delicately manipulating her left nipple, eliciting a gasp from the pitcher plant girl.
Her juices began flowing out at a much quicker rate. In no time at all, the puddle was up to his knees
"You're lucky my essence is protecting you, warlock," said Goo Girl. "If it wasn't for me, this juice would be making your balls break down every bit of your body they could to pump spunk into her."
Dammit, John didn't care about that. He was desperate to stick his still fizzing cock into the pitcher girl.
"Ask and you shall receive, stud," whispered Goo Girl.
And at that, John broke off the kiss and pulled the pitcher plant girl's hips roughly towards him, before impaling her on his cock.
With no tenderness, he began quick hard strokes into the wettest pussy he'd encountered since he arrived.
Despite the lubrication, it still did a good job of clamping down tightly and pulling him in.
"Ohhhhh," he gasped, though he wasn't sure if it was him or the slime.
While normally this kind of sensation would have left him a gibbering wreck, Goo Girl took control and started pumping John's hips remorselessly.
Pitcher plant's girl was contorting to an expression of shock and exhaustion as she struggled to keep up with him.
It felt damn good to fuck these plants silly for a change, he thought. Rather than the other way round. Even if it wasn't technically him doing it.
The girl's pussy now got a firmer grip on him, and started descending further down his member until it felt like it was trying to swallow his balls too.
It was impossible to thrust his hips back now, even if he had control of his body, and under the constant tug of her pussy, he shot his first load. Except it didn't feel like cum, it felt like...
"Me, that's right," said Goo Girl. "Just leave her to me."
"Ooh, I love being handled roughly," grinned the plant girl, with an expression that was much more sinister than a second ago.
Her legs constricted and pulled him tightly into the now-full sac. Liquid sloshed round him, and the sac began massaging his entire lower body, kneading his buttocks and working out tension in his feet.
"Oooh, she's good!" exclaimed Goo Girl. "You see, isn't this nice?"
It kind of was, he had to admit, and as he considered it, the plant girl's pussy milked another load of goo from him.
"Ohh, fuckkkk..." moaned Goo Girl's voice, which sounded a bit fainter.
She was slipping out of him and into the plant, and as it happened, John felt the air cool around him.
"I... don't know what you've eaten to give yourself spunk like this, stud, but I love it..." sighed the pitcher plant girl, who was obviously beginning to experience the effects of Goo Girl too.
"Just wait, it'll get better," said John, who was fairly sure he'd just said that himself. Possibly.
The girl was rolling her hips against his crotch, and John was able to rock his hips back and forward, carrying her waist with him.
More liquid sprayed in a jet from somewhere in the silken folds of her pussy, the stimulation tipping him over the edge as he fired another load of thick gunk into her.
"...just one more...." said a faraway voice in the back of his mind.