Chapter Eight
"And this is the plant room," Garnet said. "I think Leo calls it the Overgrown room."
Fauraliiithiliana could see why. The room was thick with vegetation. The ground was dirt, covered in clovers and moss. Thick bush grew around it with sharp thorns that forced people to meander or risk getting touched. The walls and ceiling were impossible to see. They were clad in a thick growth of flowering vines. A riot of colors abounded, the air full of so many scents that the elf's keen nose could barely catalog.
A hundred or more species of plants in here.
"The vines grab," said Garnet. "They bind up intruders. Hurt them. Make them expend resources."
"Standard trap room," Fauraliiithiliana said, looking around. "From what I read about dungeons. Lord Leo doesn't have a theme to his dungeon. He just uses whatever is at hand. Some really go all out, making their dungeons into fiery infernos, frigid wastelands, or dark pits."
Garnet shrugged. "Now, you don't have to pass through this room, but it's the fastest way through the labyrinth to the front door. And--"
From the bush to the right, which should have been impenetrable for something so big, a bear burst out. Fauraliiithiliana screamed in fright as the big, black hulk loomed over her, snarling at her. Spittle flew from the wide mouth full of jagged teeth.
The elf's ears vibrated in fright. She stumbled and then fell on her ass on the soft loam as the bear's roar kept echoing through the place. Then it fell onto all fours, the ground thudding from the weight. The fearsome beast lunged at her; paws planted on either side of her hips. It menaced with a snarl, lips curled back to show off those fangs. Golden eyes stared down at her with bestial fury.
Fauraliiithiliana whimpered.
"Oh, stop that!" Garnet shouted. "Bad Garjan!"
"B-bad Garjan?" Fauraliiithiliana whimpered. "I... I... I've never... heard of... a... a... Garjan."
"It's my name," the bear growled in a deep but feminine voice.
Then she blurred. She flowed, shrinking in size. Black fur melted from the bear, tan skin appearing beneath. The face shifted to that of a beautiful, young woman, the eyes still gold. Thick locks of black hair fell around her face. She had big boobs and still bared her teeth, only now it was a big and playful smile.
"W-werebear?" Fauraliiithiliana gasped, her heart racing.
"Got you!" Garjan said. She laughed, her big boobs jiggling.
"That's so mean!" Garnet said, puffing out her cheeks. "She's Lord Leo's newest vassal. Don't do mean things like that."
"It was funny," Garjan said. "Right, Maan?"
"Don't drag me into this," said another woman. She emerged from another bush, also unscathed by the thorns. She looked much like Garjan, a sister. Her big breasts jiggled. "I told you not to do it."
"Liar." Garjan shook her head. "She just doesn't want to get whipped by Garnet. But I'm not afraid of her little whip."
"Little!" Garnet sounded even more frustrated. "Ooh, you're going to get that plump rump whipped so hard, Garjan!"
"Worth it!" the werebear purred. Then she kissed at Fauraliiithiliana's bare stomach. Her leaf clothes were back on after the romp with the oozes. "Mmm, I'll make it up to you, Fara." Her warm, wet tongue licked at the elf's navel, darting in and swirling around. "I promise."
The elf groaned as she enjoyed that tongue dancing around in her bellybutton. It felt so naughty. And got even wickeder when the naughty werebear moved lower, kissing down to the leaf skirt that covered Fauraliiithiliana's pussy and legs. The elf's cunt grew wetter and wetter by the moment as the werebear pushed aside the skirt.
"Mmm, pussy," Garjan moaned and then licked at the elf's hairless pussy. "Mmm, your twat tastes like nectar. So sweet and yummy."
"What does a werebear pussy taste like?" Fauraliiithiliana asked. "For my research."
Maan straddled her head, her thick, black bush beading with her juices. She lowered her cunt to Fauraliiithiliana's face, moaning, "Why don't you get some first-hand experience with werebear pussy?"
The elf thought that was a wonderful idea with Garjan's tongue licking and lapping at her cunt. Maan's pussy sank down and smothered Fauraliiithiliana's face in silky curls and tangy musk. The aroma was strong and wonderful, the elf savoring the bouquet of delicious monster girl pussy.
She licked through the werebear's cunt, lapping at her twat with hunger. The thick bush tickled Fauraliiithiliana's lips and cheeks. It was such a treat for the elf to enjoy. She thrust her tongue into that tangy depth while experiencing Garjan's lapping.
The werebear had a rough texture to her tongue. It wasn't unpleasant in the slightest.
No, no, it feels very invigorating on my pussy.
The books she would write about monster girl mating habits would grant so much insight into what were creatures normally feared.
No one knew that monster girls could be playful. Play practical jokes. Or be so affectionate.
"Kweh, heh, heh," Garnet laughed. It was strange and unnatural but fit the playful girl. "You deserve every whipping you get!"
The air hissed.
CRACK!
Garjan gasped into Fauraliiithiliana's pussy and licked harder. The elf could only imagine the red welt appearing across the werebear's plump, tan ass. The elf stared at Maan's butt-cheeks clenching and relaxing before the elf's very eyes. She pictured the lash mark across them and licked harder at Maan's pussy.
CRACK!
Garjan growled and thrust her tongue into Fauraliiithiliana's pussy. The elf gasped, squeezing her cunt around that intruding tongue. It swirled around in her, the rough texture feeling amazing on her pussy. Just a wonderful treat. She savored it, pleasure spilling through her body.
She lapped at Maan's pussy as she savored that bliss. Fauraliiithiliana licked through those wonderful folds, caressing the monster girl with her hungry tongue. Pleasure tumbled through the elf's body, her petite form trembling and ears wiggling.
"Such a bad!"
CRACK!
"Bad!"
CRACK!
"Werebear!" shouted Garnet, punctuating her words with her whip falling.
"So bad!" Garjan growled, her voice feminine and husky.
