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It was almost as if they had forgotten about her.
Wary of them regardless, Tannah stepped over thick stalks and avoided the denser vegetation as she moved, not wanting to alert the plant.
She found herself in that thickly overgrown junction and moved down the hallway, hearing some labored gasps coming from within.
"Ooh, yes, it's so thick and goopy, you are certainly one of the more virile men I've consumed," the plant woman sighed. Tannah stepped into the room and saw her sitting beside him with her legs spread, stroking her flower-like cunt, Balter's creamy seed dripping between her fingers as she pushed them in.
"I don't need to absorb a man's cum for any reason but ..." she stopped. Her expression changed as she turned her head to focus on Tannah. All at once she flew forward, her arms extended, hissing like a feral beast, her feet leaving the ground unnaturally as her stalk lifted and thrust her bodily forward.
Tannah's blade took off both of her hands in a single stroke, and her torch hitting the woman in the side of the head ended her screeching. The plant woman was knocked sideways by the force of Tannah's blow and landed hard on the ground. Flames spread across the leaves covering her head as she laid there, stunned.
"Urraaaahhh!" she shrieked as the fire enveloped her. Tannah stepped cautiously between the remains of bodies toward where Balter was tied up, glancing back again and again at the writhing burning woman as she walked.
Her eyes followed the corded stems going from the plant woman's spine to where Balter was, seeing it whip about as the creature flailed and screamed in agony. Finally, tired of the sounds she was making Tannah slashed at the thick vine. The plant woman's cries of pain ceased abruptly and then the only sound was the hissing crackle of the fire that devoured her body.
Tannah knelt and began hacking at the woody tendrils holding Balter's arms and legs. He didn't even look at Tannah as the plants loosened around his wrists and ankles. Once he was freed he sat up slowly, his gaze aimed at the floor between his knees while he stood up.
Tannah looked at the burning woman and then back at Balter as he turned to face her, his head down, his lips tight, a look of defeated anguish on his face.
"I didn't do it for you," Tannah said, "believe me." There was a long silence.
"Did you get the idol?" he asked, his voice a tired monotone. Tannah smirked.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 4 years agoThis chapter is gritty and not always pleasant, but it is certainly an exciting one, and holds the reader's attention. The sex scenes are also well done, if too brief at times. The grammar could use improvement in places. For example, consider the following: "Wary of them regardless, Tannah stepped over thick stalks..." The phraseology here is rather awkward. It would be better if it read something like the following "Wary of them, Tannah stepped over thick stalks..." The word "regardless" is redundant here and a little confusing. A comma after the word "stalks" would be helpful. Finally, the word "smirked" is a word that is often misused in modern writing. This word is not a synonym for "smiled". It means to sneer, or at least to give a sneering or cynical sort of smile. It means a leering or sarcastic sort of expression. It is not clear from the story here just what "smirked" is intended to mean at the end of the chapter. (These remarks are intended to be constructive only, and is in no way intended to discourage the writing of yembrose, a fine storyteller.)
