Gaby knew she shouldn't be walking in the woods behind her house. No one ever went back there since that kid was found murdered. No one knew him, but he had been torn limb from limb and placed back together like a macabre jigsaw puzzle. Some cops had gone out there to investigate, but they were never seen again. She knew she shouldn't be there, especially at night, but after that creep had hit on her so strongly at work she did not feel like taking the long way around to get home.
She heard a rustle not long after she had started down the now overgrown path, and felt something brush her ankle, but she just kicked it way and picked up the pace, breathing slightly heavily in the cold winter air. Something rubbed against her ankle again and she let out a quiet whimper and started to jog, her chest heaving as she gulped in air. Suddenly something lashed tight around her ankle and she sprawled flat on her face, immediately jumping back up but found her ankle held fast. She let out a frightened wail as she leaned over, struggling to pull her foot free to no avail. Gaby reached down to try to pry it away and found that it felt like a warm pulsing rope, but it felt like one piece rather than being woven together and she felt what she thought were veins! How could a rope have veins?!
The rope, or whatever it was, began to slither up her leg like a snake. She felt it slide past her knee and up her thigh, it brushed against her pubic mound as it exited her jeans at the waist of her pants and she shuddered in disgust, wishing that for once she had worn panties. The rope started to flex, bending away from her with a loud sound of denim tearing as her jeans were ripped from her. Gaby let out a cry of horror and quickly covered her crotch with her hands, blushing furiously even though it was so dark no one would see her from more than ten feet away. The vine, or rope, or whatever was holding her, began to rub against her thigh and to Gaby's dismay was soon joined by another that coiled around her other leg. She looked around to see where they were coming from and saw them disappear in the shadow of the nearby trees; she began to panic wondering what kind of creature was holding her.
One of the vines brushed her nether lips and then began to rub against them. Gaby grabbed it in horror trying to pull it away from her and suddenly another vine lashed out and pulled her arm away from the other. The vine began to slide upward and brushed her clit as it slid beneath her shirt. She let out a quiet moan of pleasure despite herself as it moved up and under her bra exiting through the collar of her shirt. It began to flex again and she gasped in surprise as her shirt and bra were torn free, her 42DDs tumbling free. Her nipples instantly hardened in the icy air and she began to shiver, breaking out in goose bumps. A stab of pain brought her attention away from trying to cover her nudity as the other vine tried to force its way into her virgin pussy, the thick object stretching her painfully. She screamed as she felt it pressing against her hymen, and then let out another shriek as it smashed through it, pushing deep to butt against her cervix.