Despite her acceptance of Gossamer's depraved sense of enjoyment, the thickened vines did make her body move on instinct—it was somewhere between the slithery and erotic.
"Oh, don't look so damn weirded out, it will be fine, okay! What's important is to enjoy it, just close your eyes, maybe?"
"I'm sorry, Miss fae it's hard to ignore these slender "roots" you're about to prod me with."
"Oh shush. These are the gentle ones."
Hardly reassuring.
A vine had moved to constrain each part of her body, tight and constricted. And there was something in the air that made her penis twitch, made her hips jerk back and forth. She suspected it was the spring's doing or Gossamer's magic.
"For someone with an extra set of equipment, you sure are awfully shy!"
That got to Rennia. The subject of her pussy was something she'd often deliberately ignore now when it came to sex. Having been "blessed" with a penis had made it the dominant focus. The vines had stretched her legs slightly apart, and one was rubbing just there, which sent a throbbing but tickling sensation up her vagina. It had felt awfully wet like some lubricant was working it's way in.
Strange experience, definitely. Was she kind of curious? Almost certainly.
The fae had held down mid-air and caressed slowly, on the back side of he body. Put her on the opposite side of the spectrum for once. Ishmere had let her dominate the few times they'd done anything when Ishmere wasn't that horny, and Maeve had nearly sucked her off. None of that compared to this, not even straddling naked in a town.
"For a fae, you are awfully naughty and impure," Rennia said.
Gossamer laughed in response. "You mistake the fae for a fairy tale—we are bringers of the cautionary tale. And you're the one about to learn your first lesson, straight away!"
The vines had started moving again.
A blush started forming across Rennia's face as the vine's wet texture was exposed to her inner lips. It felt slick and warm, like it had come straight out of the spring. Another vine slowly trailed between her breasts that were slightly hanging in the air, swaying back and forth as the tentacles held her up. But the most stimulating one was a thick vine coiling around her throbbing cock, slowly and deliberately stroking along the shaft, starting near her balls. The tip of her penis had started dripping with precum.
The vines were awfully sensitive, awfully so. But Gossamer wouldn't be content with making her come, no, she was going to milk the reaction out of Rennia, wasn't she.
The faerie loomed closer in the air, the weight of the vines holding both of them up, and her hands trailed lower toward her own pussy lips as she rubbed herself there while her tentacles got to work. Gossamer was hungry and watched hungrily, directing her vines on rennia like it was a puppet play.
When a vine started probing at the base of her asshole, pressing inside very gently with a slick liquid that felt like lubricant, her [Sexual Discipline] went wild. Her body changed with a spark of sudden arousal, thighs becoming slightly thicker, muscles revealing themselves.
And to make things worse, her cock—her penis—it was growing beyond the erect seven inches she was accustomed to.
Not again! It took too long to calm it down last time.
Gossamer squealed. "Oooh! What's this? Your cock is still growing—how exciting! I didn't know you were capable of this, or I'd have milked you sooner. And you're body? It's changing."
"Milk me? You slut, I'm not a cow if you couldn't see, not at all!"
"Take no offense dear, take it as a compliment. I don't usually milk my partners."
Gossamer was depraved, and she was depraved for liking every bit of it. This was insane, but why the fuck did it feel so good?
Multiple vines got to work, slowly stimulating every sensitive part of her body. A long and slender vine worked its way to her face, pushing past her lips, and slowly started fucking her mouth in shallow thrusts. The penis-shaped head felt exactly like one, but the expansion of it going in and out of her mouth made it harder to breathe.
The vine got pulled out of her mouth the moment it touched her throat. She started gagging, drool running down her chin as she gasped for air. The majority of the stimulation stopped at once, and then Gossamer spoke. "Oh, you're quite good at that! Had some practice, have we?"
""Ghk—ghk—"" Muffled and gagged, it dind't stop rennia from trying to speak. Some twisted part of Rennia didn't want it to stop. Some twisted part of her wanted more vine-cock down her throat, and it wasn't like her, but—she was going to ask for more.
The vinecock had slid out a bit further, enough to give her air to breath. "Fu..."
"What?" Gossamer lingered forward. "What's that? Can you repeat?"
"F...fuck my mouth!" Rennia exclaimed full of shame but full of hornyness.
Gossamer gave her a mischievous smile. "What's that, you dirty whore? I can't hear you."
"Fuck my mouth with your vine-cock!"
"Only if you beg, only if you plead to me?"
"Please..." The words came out slowly.
Gossamer giggled to herself as she tended to do. The same vine, slick and wet with saliva, came back into her mouth—thicker and girthier this time. Then she felt something thick enter her ass unprepared, stretching her wide from inside.
Gossamer was fucking her from behind—a vine had entered and started pounding her relentlessly. Her eyes rolled back and widened at the size of it. It was almost as large as her own cock.
"That's it! Is that what you like? You like being fucked deep in your tight ass, you dirty slut!"
Another vine slid against her, this time inside her soaking wet cunt, dragging her to and fro as Gossamer got to work. Another vine wrapped tightly around her cock and started stroking faster, her tip pulsating as she felt pressure build up.
Her balls weren't spared either—she felt something teasing her from below. The sensation was maddening. She was getting stimulated in five different places. It was going to make her go mad. The vine that had wrapped around her cock was particularly edging her hard because Gossamer had commanded the vine to work harder.
"It's fascinating that your cock is responding so differently to your pussy! I do wonder—where will you cum from first?"
Any resistance Rennia had was already shattered. Her hips were bucking shamelessly at this point. The vines that held her legs and hips together were surprisingly firm, so much so that she could move herself mid-air. And she was fucking herself on the vines willingly. God, how far had she come to become this kind of slut? Was this what her life was going forward—fucking random people and entities?
Unable to suppress her urges, Rennia started moaning wildly. Her mouth was still muffled, but it didn't stop her from crying out. Her body was trembling while she was being pumped from all sides—her mouth, her ass, and even her pussy. The vine around her cock was tightening. Every hole was being filled and pleasured all at once, and at her core, her balls started tightening.
Whimpering, at the pressure of handling all at once. Her pussy had started clamping down as she felt her juices spill out of her. Simultaneously, her cock started erupting, large ropes of cum spraying into the air and into the streaming water below.
But the vines hadn't stopped—they kept fucking her through orgasm after orgasm, prolonging the sensation. Gossamer was a succubus in all but name, and she was draining her.
Rennia felt weird when her cum had fell from the air.. Her mind flashed briefly, words made themselves known to her—[Goddess Seed]. She was transferring some of it toward Gossamer. Somehow, she didn't quite understand it.
Gossamer, who loomed close, happily put her mouth in front of Rennia's cock, catching the spurting liquids and deliberately drinking some of her essence. She licked along the incline of her penis, white dripping cum into her mouth and then she swallowed.
The fae shook and her vines loosened. Her body spasmed at the mere reaction of eating Rennia's cum.
She however oculd only stare at the scene from below. She fell toward the water, the vines slowly withdrawing from her body but still clinging inside, keeping her filled and trembling as she was placed back into the spring.
Slowly, the vine within her mouth vacated, allowing her to breathe properly. She climbed out of the water and lay on a heavy set of rocks. Gossamer retreated the vines, backing away as the fae lay on the ground, the vines almost receding into the earth. The fairy with her wings started floating closer to Rennia.
"Wow! You're something else. Would you believe it if I told you I had just leveled up? The Living System just made me stronger for some reason. Strangely, I know where the source is from—it's from whatever divine anchor you have. Isn't that interesting? I feel stronger, smarter, amazing, and... I'm horny. I'm not satisfied yet."
Rennia held up her arms. "Wait... wait... I need to rest first. I wasn't built for that!"
Gossamer stopped and then sat down beside her, creeping toward her. Rennia crept back slightly. The faerie had changed form again. Gone was her viny and veiny body—the green had receded and her form flushed reddish like that of a human. She still had her amber eyes, but her hair had became red and brown like autumn.
Her nipples were hard, quite puffy and slightly extended a bit. What caught Rennia's attention appeared to be an untouched pussy visibly glistening for attention.
Rennia panted as she stared at the fae. Her vision was blurry and her body hypersensitive. She hadn't felt this way since that weird-ass night.
Gossamer slowly crawled toward her playfully, fingers on her lips. She looked sultry. "Such power you have, and you're not using it." Rennia didn't really understand what the Goddess Seed did. Although, this could explain a lot. Maeve had acted really strange after swallowing her ejaculation. Could it be that this boosted her as well to a degree? Was it a permanent boost or something gifted? There would only be one way to find out.
Her thoughts were cut off as the faerie and her butterfly wings settled into Rennia's lap. She stared upward at her. She looked so fickle and vulnerable in her human form. Rennia would fall in love if she was devil with a deal.
"C'mon, my boredom isn't satisfied yet! C'mon, one more time and I'm done, and I'll let you fuck me this time—please~"
She kept begging, and Rennia sighed. What was it going to take to satisfy her?
"Alright, one more time."