Goblin's Note: This story is set in the distant past of the Cloistered Lands.
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"
Help! Help, I'm stuck!"
Loralei paused by the doorway. "Hm? What's that, now?" She nudged the door—a woven mat of thick bark strips—open with her foot and peered in, brushing a stray strand of emerald hair from her eyes as she did so.
Within the Pitcher Chamber—a great, big hollowed-out tree in the middle of the glade, full of unusual hanging potted plants, sweetpeas that seeped pink fog, and caged briar roses that seemed to be moving—there stood a great mass of pink vines squirming around a gigantic red tulip-like flower growing straight up out of the ground. The vines came from both inside the flower and around it, and both vines and flower dripped with a glowing green slime, like sap.
The vines and flower were both thoroughly occupied with and by the form of a pleasingly plump young human lady with long, wavy red hair, large, jiggling breasts, and wide, gyrating hips. She was encased up to her neck in the flower, and her blue eyes were wide, her plump lips gasping, as she wriggled and writhed within the flower's embrace. The vines played all along her body, stroked along her lips, sand from the way she was bucking, there were most likely more making mischief inside the blossom.
Loralei, a tall, willowy nymph with hair the color of freshly-cut grass and eyes to match, dressed in only a very simple white toga, blinked slowly. "
Oh!
What seems to have happened here, Miss?"
"Th-The—" The human's eyes screwed shut as a shudder ran through her and she released a little squeak. "The demon! She... she tricked me!" Her pale cheeks were flushed a brilliant crimson as she gasped and moaned.
Loralei's lips curved upward in a sly smirk. "Well, that doesn't say very good things about you, does it?" she purred. "Surely you knew never to trust a demon."
"I—" The human was practically in tears. "She said she just wanted to play!
Oh, g-gods
—her eyes—she's still in the glade somewhere! You have to let me go!"
Loralei giggled. "Oh,
really
?" She turned and called out, "Oh,
girls
! Look what
I
found!"
The lovely redhead bit her lip, even as a little whine of longing dripped from her quivering, drooling lips.
"What have you
found
for us, Loralei?" hissed a voice in Loralei's ear. Another nymph, about her height but much more muscular, her breasts almost as big as the captive shortstack's, strolled into view. Her painted red lips curved upward in a sadistic smile as she saw the sight. "Oh,
no
..." She put a finger to her lips and
tsk
ed. "Whatever shall we do with this?"
"Please!" the redhead cried, thrashing as the vines slithered around her neck teasingly. "You
have
to believe me—she
said
you wouldn't—"
"Lips are for sucking," said the amazonian nymph simply.
The redhead had a chance to look horrified just before one of the vines slipped between her gasping lips. She gave a muffled scream... which seemed to lose its meaning halfway through. Then her eyelids started to droop, and it became a moan, and Loralei heard her beginning to lick with increasing eagerness.
"A bit harsh, Ruby," Loralei said, raising an emerald eyebrow as the captiveredhead sucked on the slippery vine currently fucking her mouth.
"She's just a little
slut
," Ruby hissed, giving the captive a sly smile. The captive stared back at her, awestruck. Ruby wore a short red skirt and a tightly laced corset that barely contained her pale breasts. Her green curls spilled over her shoulders like seafoam. "This is how she
wants
to be treated." She sauntered up, tickling under the captive's chin. The captive whined like a puppy, though it was clear she would rather be doing just about anything else. "Sluts like her need to be put in their place,
don't
they?"
The redhead was shaking her head frantically, but her hips were bucking even more wildly in response to Ruby's words. Loralei covered a giggle. Ruby laughed openly.
"What a poor little
darling
." Loralei and Ruby turned as Lapis entered the Pitcher Chamber. Unlike her sister, Ruby, this nymph wore a flowing blue-and-white nightgown. Her massive, pendulous breasts pushed the nightgown out, clearly an ill fit—Loralei could almost see her large, pert nipples through it. Lapis was also shorter, and plumper, closer to the captive's build than any of the other nymphs of the clearing. Her hair was done up in an elegant bouffant.
"Good morning, Lapis," Loralei said, clasping her hands behind her back with a bashful smile. Lapis smiled and patted her on the cheek, causing Loralei to blush a little. "This girl says that our pet demon tricked her into letting her free."
"Oh, how
careless
of her." Lapis giggled, looking on the redhead with clear pity. The captive gave a plaintive whine as Lapis advanced. Lapis stroked the redhead's cheek, cooing softly in her ear. "There's a good girl. Good little one. Aw... did a demon outsmart us? Poor
thing
."
Her tone was motherly, but there was a hint of mockery to it. The captive's eyelids were drooping shut as she gazed into Lapis's beautiful green eyes, but she seemed to notice that mockery, and her eyes widened again.
"
Mmmmm!
" she screamed.
Lapis giggled and patted her on the head. "Silly girl," she cooed, "Let us worry about the demon. You just be a good girl for Lapis and cum your happy little brains out."
The redhead started to squirm, her eyes widening as the vines seemed to speed up—as if recognizing Lapis's tone.
Well, of course they did, Loralei reflected. Lapis was the one who had bred this particular monstrosity. She liked to use it on the other nymphs when they were breaking the rules of the glade, being too disrespectful towards her... or just whenever she thought they were getting too clever, to dumb them down a little.
Speaking of which, where was Esca?
"Ooh, hang on, wait a second," burbled a voice as sweet as candy, and Esca—a slight, slender nymph with long, straight green hair currently tied into pigtails—came running in. She blinked thick lashes at the captive, cocking her head, then turned to Lapis. "Lapis, that's not the demon!"
"I know, dear," Lapis said, smirking. "But very clever of you for noticing!"
"She says the demon tricked her," Loralei said slyly. "That the demon wanted to play. Seems a bit reckless of her to accept, but hey, what do I know?"
Esca giggled, stooping to regard the squirming young human woman. "Ooh, you
never
play with demons!" she cooed, running a hand over a vine that was straying a little too close to the nymph's pussy. Or, judging by her treatment of it, not close enough. "Demons are super mean, y'know. Like Ruby, but worse!"
"Lips are for sucking," Ruby said cheerfully.
Eca blinked as the vine she was holding snaked up and popped between her parted lips. Her eyes were very surprised, but they drooped quickly into an expression of sleepy confusion.
"Really, Ruby?" Loralei rolled her eyes. "Shouldn't we wait until this is resolved?"
"Hm." Ruby put a finger to her lips, running her eyes over Esca as though examining a work of art. Esca was dressed in what were essentially lacy undergarments. The least powerful of the four nymphs of the glade was not known for subtly, but you didn't need to be, when you looked like that. "Very well. Let's resolve this.
Then
I say we play with this little slut until she forgets her own name again."
"Mm..." It was hard to tell, but Esca seemed excited about that plan. Then again, she might have just been excited about the taste of the bimblossom's nectar on her tongue.
"Oh, that sounds delightful," Lapis said happily. She pointed at the forgotten human captive, and the vine slid from her lips.
For a moment, all the captive could do was gasp and moan and babble, ad Loralei remembered—from personal experience—just how good the flower could make you feel, and how dumb you could get if speech was denied you.
"P-please..." she whimpered, "please, please, please..."
"Please what?" Ruby hissed, stroking one finger along the captive's cheek. She collected a bit of the nectar dripping down her face and slid her finger between the captive's lips with a grin. "Please use you like the little whore you know you are?"
"Mm..."
"Ruby, dear," Lapis said warningly.
Ruby sighed and removed her finger, even as the captive's eyes were starting to glaze again. She smiled mockingly down at the human. "Well, then?"
"I n-need..." The captive wriggled, whimpering. "Need to get out... she's here, she's loose!"
"Aw, are you afraid of a little demon?" Lapis said teasingly.
The redhead's eyes were wild. "She's... she's irresistible! The Horny War rages on outside this forest, and the s-succubi... the incubi... the imps, the sweet fiends, the pit fiends... oh,
gods
, it's so... if you knew...
nnuh
!"
"Can you not resist them?" Ruby whispered with a grin.
"No!" she cried. "N-No one can!"
The nymphs started to close in.
"You must be pretty weak-willed," Loralei remarked with a smirk, "if she took you so easily."
"Yes," the redhead whimpered, "I am, I am, she's s-so sexy..."
"So sexy," Lapis cooed soothingly, running her hands over the redhead's shoulders, massaging them through the supple petals of the bimblossom. "So easy to submit to her..."
"Yes..."
"Gosh," Esca bubbled, and Loralei glanced back to see her eagerly licking the vine as she held it in both hands before her, "you must be even hornier than I am right now!"
"Yes... so... horny..."
"That demon just drank all your will up, didn't she?" Ruby purred. "There's nothing left. Just a dumb, horny, submissive slut."
"Yes... I... she..." The redhead blinked blearily.
Her eyes widened. "Oh,
fuck
this!"
Her form shimmered and twisted, and a hollow ringing echoed throughout the Pitcher chamber as wings—captive within the bimblossom—sprouted form her back, enormous, black-feathered wings like those of a soaring eagle or vulture. Her hair turned jet-black, as did her unpainted lips. She grew slender, taller, and her eyes started to glow a pale light.
The succubus gave an angry, miserable hiss as the vines continued to fuck her.
"Aw, we almost had the little whore cumming to thoughts of herself." Ruby smirked, patting the succubus on the head—the succubus thrashed and tried to stab her hand with one of her sharp little pronghorns, but Ruby was far too nimble, and the succubus was far too exhausted. "Oh, well."
She turned and took Esca by the lip, gently leading the nervously giggling nymph out. Loralei and Lapis followed, giving knowing smirks.
