Jierda and Niku were enjoying the fresh air of the woods. Niku happily skipped beside Jierda, singing a song that only made sense to herself. Jierda suddenly stopped as they came upon a clearing, she looked at her Elin companion, a playful gleam in her eyes. Niku was petite and lithe, her complexion was smooth and youthful. She had bright red eyes that seemed to see everything, yet nothing. Her hair, which was pulled into a ponytail, was soft and the color of a pale sunflower. Though, at one point, it had been black as night. She had cute black cat ears, and a sleek black tail. Niku looked at Jierda questioningly.
"This is it Nikuya. You wanted more training. This is the place I have selected for your next experience." Jierda gestured out into the clearing. Though similar in height and build, Jierda was completely different from Niku in appearance. Her hair was silvery white and cropped short. Her eyes were fierce, and looked as if she had lived a long life. One eye was bright red, and the other was sky blue. She was also Elin, and had an elegantly long furry tail, and tall leathery ears.
Jierda looked out into the clearing where there were over a dozen strange, yet beautiful flowers. They were large, with six shiny red petals that rose up towards the sky. In the center a large, swollen stamen protruded upwards. Soft, fuzzy leaves formed the base of the flowers. The flowers seemed to be intertwined with each other with thick, rope like vines which crisscrossed across the clearing in a tangled web.
Niku clapped her hands with excitement, her black cat ears perked up. "What will Niku experience here?" She asked, her eyes bright and cheerful. Her black tail swished gracefully through the air.
Jierda grinned at her, "The best experience you have ever had. I discovered this place quite by accident some years ago, and I accidentally stepped on one of the flowers. It left me with an unforgettable experience. I have learned my lesson." This time something slightly more sinister crossed her face, or maybe it was less sinister. It was more of a greedy look mixed with lust."Niku," she purred almost seductively, "Go into the clearing and step on a flower."
Niku looked at her beloved with a confused expression. "But," she said, a thoughtful look on her face. "You just said you will not go into the clearing?" She tilted her head at Jierda. "Why should Niku go, if Jierda will not?"
Jierda smiled at her, "You wanted more training to be like me, this will give you more training. Go my friend," She pointed to one of the biggest flowers, "step on that one."
Niku's eyes clouded with confusion for a moment, then her face brightened up and she smiled brightly at Jierda. "Jierda is always right! Jierda is good. I will listen to you!"
She skipped into the clearing and hopped over the first few flowers with grace. Then she paused and looked at the flower Jierda had indicated for her to step on. It had six large petals which rose up from the ground, it was not in bloom, like the others around it. Its bright red, erect petals were surrounded by a leafy bed spread out beneath it. Thick vines seemed to be the main structure of the flowers, intertwining with each other. They were the life support and the base of the flowers.
Gingerly, Niku lifted her foot and softly stepped down on the leafy part of the flower. As soon as her foot had contact with it, a thick vine seemed to come out of nowhere and wrapped around her ankle. With a yelp, Niku tried to jump away, but before she could even move, another thick tendril wrapped around her other ankle. Panicking, she looked over to Jierda and opened her mouth to call out for help, but before she could utter a word, something large and slick shoved itself into her mouth. It released something sickeningly sweet into her throat, it burned as she swallowed it. Almost immediately she felt her body change.
Her pussy became wet, her body was hot, and she was filled with uncontrollable desire. She felt helpless as the vines lifted her into the air, simultaneously ripping her clothes off her body. They gripped her arms tightly behind her back, and she tried to scream again for help. She gagged instead as the tendril inside her mouth suddenly thrusted itself deeper into her throat. Slowly it started to pull itself out of her mouth, before it once again thrusted itself deep.