The Fall of Eastmarch

It was sometime in the afternoon that he realised she was out cold that he should probably stop, and did so.

As he crawled up her body, kissing her soft flesh as he moved, he marvelled at the transformation she had gone through. No longer was she a thin waif of a dryad but not one brimming with energy and vitality.

He kissed her lips, she kissed back.

Quickly waking back up, Gina reacted instinctively by wrapping her thighs around Shannon and rolling him onto his back on the bed, then pushed herself atop him. She giggled and held his wrists down to the bed of leaves. His rock hard manhood, sandwiched to his belly by her still very wet slit, was then subject to several teasing strokes as she rubbed it.

He wanted to be inside her.

Gina grinned.

"I think it ' s your turn now Shannon, " she said.

Releasing his hands, Gina remained firmly atop him. With her newly enlarged breasts, butt and thighs, he didn't want to be anywhere else.

Quickly she angled her slit over his tip and took him deep inside her. She moaned.

He moaned.

He raised his hands to her wide hips but she grabbed them and squeezed his hands tight as she rode him.

"Oh fuck Shannon, fuck fuck.. " she practically chanted.

Shannon was moaning with each roll of her hips. His manhood was in heaven, tightly held within her wet slit and feeling her walls massage him.

As Gina placed his hands on her now very large breasts he felt himself give way and came hard.

"Ahhhhh!!! " he cried out loudly as Gina screamed. His pent up lust and energy exploded deep inside her, his orgasm was drawn further and further out as she quickly milked his manhood, wanting everything from him.

How he didn't buck her off was something he will never know.

She spent some of her own magic in ensuring he didn't pass out, not wanting him to be denied at least some of the pleasure he had given her. By the end of it he was practically sobbing at the scale of his orgasm, Gina leant down and kissed his face all over repeatedly. Her golden hair covering both their heads.

"By the goddess, Shannon!! " her words trailed off as she held him tightly. He could do nothing except hold her just as tight in his arms.

Shannon slowly started to come down from the extreme high he was thrust into. Now, sandwiched to the bed by a stunningly beautiful and bountiful Gina, he felt supremely content.

It was night time and they were both exhausted.

Gina yawned wide and murmured into Shannons ear "You win, boy."

Shannon giggled quietly.

They both fell asleep quickly in the warm air of the jungle.

***

During the night Shannon woke to find Gina kissing his neck in her sleep. Pinned to the massaging vine bed by her warm soft body, he fell asleep again instantly.

**

Morning finally came, Shannon woke slowly, feeling the great pressure on his body had been lifted. He was still on the bed, but Gina wasn't there. He quickly started looking around but he felt two hands close over the sides of his head. He heard a small giggle.

"Morning sleepyhead, " she said.

Shannon smiled and relaxed again.

"Hey, " he responded, and smiled.

She was kneeling on the ground beside his head, she leant down to kiss his lips, he returned the kiss. It lingered for some time.

"You have given me so much, I feel wonderful, " she smiled.

"I am glad, " he smiled back.

She knelt up on the ground while he got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled Gina into his lap, she straddled him while they held each other in their arms. Her ample cleavage rested under his chin and her thick thighs squeezed his sides wonderfully. His hands caressed her hips and came to rest upon her now very large butt.

A look of sadness washed over her.

"I promised to let you go, and I will. It ' s the least you deserve, " she lamented.

"Yeah.. " he responded with equal sadness. "Will you be ok? "

She nodded emphatically, her long golden locks shaking.

"Yes. You healed all my wounds and fed me so much I can last for months. What about you Shannon, are you ok..? We got pretty intense there.. " she grinned a little.

"Yeah I am ok, " he responded with a grin. "Gods, more than ok. You made.. You make me feel so good Gina.. It ' s.. hard to describe. I feel so alive.. Thank you.. " He finished.

They embraced tightly while she kissed his cheek.

"I will look out for you Shannon. I will follow you and try to keep you out of danger. The jungle doesn ' t feel the same as it has before, it may be the intruder that you spoke of. I want to find out. The jungle doesn ' t have a social structure, it ' s all about " Survival of the fittest'', hence your.. Interactions. If someone is too aggressive though, I will make sure they don ' t keep you subdued for tooooo long, " she teased with a smile.

"There are some creatures here that have a lot less mercy than I do, and many that could benefit from a good meal like you, " she added. "So I won't stop them if they put the moves on you. "

Shannon stood up, still naked in front of her and just looked at her for a second.

"Thank you, " he said with genuine appreciation. "For everything. "

She smiled in return and stood up, gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him tight. She towered over him now, easily a head taller.

"Oh, I have something for you that I made this morning, " She said.

***

It wasn't long before Shannon got up to set off again, Gina insisted on dressing him with the thing she had created; a living vine belt.

"It ' s magically enhanced to provide protection, " she had said. "You won ' t need clothes any more, " she added with a small blush to her cheeks.

Gina grabbed the "belt" which looked like a smooth and simple one metre long vine and handed it to him.

"Put it on, " she commanded him. Quickly he slipped the belt around his waist.

"I ' m not sure what this is suppo.. Oohhh.. " After several moments the vine had encircled his waist and had fused both ends together. After that it shot out dozens of tiny vines up his torso and down his legs. After only a few seconds they were firmly attached to his skin and had grown down his arms, around his fingers, up around his neck and through his hair. Downstairs they had encircled his feet and toes and also his manhood. The ones around his hand and feet grew thicker, performing the roles of gloves and boots with greater effectiveness. Then they all started sprouting tiny leaves and golden flowers.

After Gina had handed him the belt she sat on the bed and opened her legs to openly masturbate and moan as she watched the erotic display.

It was when the vines on his face and in his hair sprouted their leaves and flowers that she came hard.

"F.. fuck, you look good Shannon, " she stammered. "No go, before i lose control, "

Shannon grinned, picked up his sword and shield and now unused clothes and walked off.

As he left Gina watched him as he walked and started on herself again. "Ohhhh fuckk....! "

As he left, a third set of eyes watched. They were well hidden and well hungry.

Chapter 6 - The Blackest Jungle

It had been a week since Shannon had left Gina and he was still feeling particularly healthy and able.

He had nearly completed his latest survey when he had come upon a rather dense cluster of short plants barely taller than himself, and all situated under very tall shady trees.

He came up to the perimeter of the plants and stopped to scratch his head.

'Weird, never seen plants like this before, ' he thought.

Ahead of him was a dense patch of bushes and thick trees, all of them with black leaves and branches.

They were all quite perverse with numerous tentacles and vines waving around. They varied widely in size, from as thick as his arm to as thin as his hair, and their tips seemed wildly varied with what looked like a pair of lips, a tongue, a penis, numerous smaller tentacles, vaginas, plugs, bulbous ends which looked fit to explode, as well as whip-like vines and short flat paddles.

Shannon blushed hard.

Part of him was a little tempted to start hacking through it just to see how far he could get before it reacted to his presence.

The sensible part of his mind prevailed though and decided to circle around its perimeter to see just how big it was.

After several hours of keeping close to the boundary of the dense black jungle, he paused on a particularly prominent rock to have a drink of water.

Above him though was a deceptively large variety of the black jungle, a tall tree with numerous black, flexible branches hanging down from the trunk. At the end of each branch was a large bulb, slightly bigger than one's head. The bulb's underside was fragile and could easily be broken. It was sagging, as though it had something contained within.

Shannon had set his armour and weapons down to one side while he relaxed, then decided to take off his vine belt. Instantly the vines contracted back into it, removing all flowers and leaves from his body as well. Upon the belt's removal, he was very naked. He sat the belt down on the rock then stood up.

The tree above him finally pounced.

There was no warning. One moment he was looking at the jungle, the next something squishy was over his head blinding him.

Shannon tried to scream but a thick viscous liquid was pouring hard down over his head and face and all down his body.

He scrambled to rip the thing off his head, and it popped off easily. However there was so much of the liquid that had been expelled over him it left him scrambling to clear it from his face just enough to draw breath.

He fell to the ground in a big puddle of the stuff, causing it to cling to every part of his body.

Shannon managed to get to his hands and knees in the middle of the puddle and regain his breath, then felt the ooze soak into his hair and into every crevice.

"What the fuck!!" he yelled to no one.

Kneeling up he quickly looked down and was dismayed at finding the goo liberally coating his entire upper body. He did his best to slough the stuff off but it was getting quite sticky and thick.

He stood up cautiously, the ground was quite slippery, and checked his lower half. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw there were still some bare patches of skin on his legs but most of his lower body was also covered.

As he tried to remove it, it seemed to get stickier with each passing second. Instead of removing the black stuff, Shannon instead spread out even more and after several minutes he was fully coated in the stuff.

Still he tried removing it.

Several minutes later he realised that some of the stuff was quickly drying out while a lot of excess was able to be pulled off easily, but still there remained a lot of it on his skin.

Shannon tested his range of movement, finding the stuff was still a little thick over his skin but didn't hinder his movement much at all.

Still, it had completely coated his body and head.

After a minute of just standing there trying to at first wipe the stuff off, then start tugging and pulling it at, he realised it had congealed into a very flexible but also very durable shell around him.

It was also not wanting to come off at all.

It also seemed to be shrinking.

Having a little trouble breathing deeply, Shannon realised the stuff was growing tighter and tighter around him.

It started drying out more, adhering to his skin and muscles, defining them and highlighting his form. It lifted him, surrounded him and it felt like it was sucking on him.

He moaned.

'It ' s stopped tightening, maybe it can ' t get any tighter? ' he wondered.

Shannon looked down and gasped, his manhood was hard and very erect, and had a liberal coating of the stuff. It was squeezing him good down there, a little too good for his own good though. He could feel the stuff stretch tight over his butt and over his chest as well as his hands. It was so thin he could clearly see every detail of his body through it.

It felt good.

The smell of it was overpowering. Gone was the smell of vegetation and pollen, now there was a foreign smell of fresh rubber pervading his nostrils.

"How will I ever get this off? " he said to himself.

He again continued to try and wipe the rapidly drying stuff off, but only a few moments later it was completely dry, and very very smooth.

"What the- why is it so shiny?"

Looking down it seemed to reflect the light brilliantly while being extremely slippery and smooth. It was impossible to pinch at the stuff and pull it away from his skin. He knelt down in the still wet puddle of the stuff, trying it here and there. Eventually he managed to grip some of the material around his neck and with a lot of pain, pulled it off his head and hair.

Sighing with relief he threw the dried hood away into the undergrowth. As he threw it his hand brushed against his swollen manhood, and moaned in surprise pleasure.

He quickly grasped his rod and tugged it a few times, then cried out as a wave of warm pleasure washed over his body.

He managed to pull back from the rapidly climbing release though and came down with the help of his mental discipline.

"I will not succumb.. " he said to himself.

He got up, grudgingly from the puddle and stepped out of it. He looked at the now spent bulb the tree threw at him and growled.

"Damn you! "

Still, he was not one to seek revenge after the fact so he settled with walking over to his abandoned clothes and found the leather ruined.

He sighed. It was a valuable and expensive set of leather armour that now laid in rags, rapidly decomposing in the liquid rubber that remained on it.

He bent down to find his vine belt. It had been right by his side when he was attacked by the bulb. He cautiously poked and prodded into the puddle of the goo and quickly found it. He smiled and pulled it out.

It was totally soaked in the liquified latex. Whereas before it was a shiny healthy green it was now a deep reflective and glossy black.

"Now what do I do? This stuff isn ' t armour! "

As he sat down on the rock again to contemplate and place the vine belt down, he heard a gradually increasing noise as something seemed to walk towards him from the middle of the black jungle.

Shannon quickly grabbed his sword to defend himself as best he could.

What walked out from under the black foliage was very confusing.

'It ' s a... suit? ' He thought.

It was hard to make out, but he could see a headless biped form walk towards him. It had quite a thin waist and an expansive chest... but there was a seam in it, travelling down from where the neck would be to the crotch area. Shannon blushed as he saw a large extension of the suit right in its middle.

The suit split open down its seam. It was hollow, and seemed to be made up of a thick wall of living tentacles and animated flesh. Its insides were a collection of tentacles all hot pink in colour while the outside was a mass of living blackness.

It had thick sturdy gloves for hands and its feet sat quite high on elevated platforms.

It took several steps forward of the edge of the black jungle and stopped several metres short of Shannon.

'Huh, it ' s the same height as I am, ' he thought.

It raised a hand and pointed a finger at Shannon.

The effects were immediate.

"Ahhh! " Shannon felt like a bolt of lightning hit him and fell to his knees in pain, and was unable to get up, he dropped his sword which fell out of arm's reach, leaving him defenceless. Still he managed to stay up on his knees and began reaching for the suit when it pointed to him again.

"FUCK! "

He dropped to his hands and knees immediately, hit by another bolt of pain. Once both of his hands were on the ground the pain stopped immediately. However whenever he tried to move, the suit seemed to come alive and start aggressively squeezing and pulling at him, cancelling his efforts and forcing him to stay on his hands and knees.

He was more than happy to do so if it meant not being hurt again like that.

The suit began a slow walk around him, and despite it being headless it was taking its time as if assessing him.

It extended a gloved hand over his shoulder and down his back as it walked. Expecting another sharp pain, Shannon groaned as instead he was sent a wave of absolute pleasure through his skin and into his back.

Shannon shuddered and shook as the hand moved down over his lower back and butt.

He whimpered in delight as the sensations travelled down into his manhood, hardening it fully, then yelped out loud as the living suit slapped his butt cheek firmly, the pain of the slap mixed with the pleasure was almost addictive.

The suit walks back around to his front. Shannon watched it as it sank to its knees right in front of him and grasped his head between its two tentacle gloves, forcing him to look at its crotch area.

The sensation of the squirming tentacles around his cheeks and ears was more than a little disconcerting, but Shannon was able to watch, open mouthed, as it grew another sheath, directly above the existing one. This one was thicker and longer, and had the unfortunate shape of a very large plug.

Shannon quickly started to struggle but again was struck hard by a bolt of pain. It took him a few moments to recover, time enough for the suit to have gotten on its knees behind him and straddled his lower legs on the ground. Its hands continued to sensually move over his hips and butt, with the occasional spank, keeping the human occupied with the pleasure it was inducing.

Shannon couldn't stop moaning at the wonderful touches, even the spanks were welcomed.

He could feel the suit open a hole at his butt then immediately started pushing the tenta-plug into him, causing him to yell loudly.

His yells of protest died when he felt its other sheath slide along the underside of his hard manhood before it closed tightly around it and immediately started massaging him. Over the next several minutes the suit secured itself inside and around his hips and down his legs. It was quickly subduing Shannon with every touch it made to him was the opposite of pain and seemed the very essence of what pleasure a touch could bring.

His first orgasm was when it finished surrounding his feet, completing his lower body encasement.

"Ahhh! " He couldn't help but yell as the suit aggressively milked his manhood, causing him to spill his seed and energy into a special catchment surrounding his tip. The plug inside his butt gave him a firm shove deeper into him, causing his yell to change into a grunt.

Now with its hips and legs around its prize, the suit extended its tenta-gloves along Shannons latex coated sides to his armpits and pulled his upper body upright.

Shannon shuddered in silent ecstasy as the suit slowly closed around him. He came hard as he saw the pink interior envelope his waist and sides, claiming more and more of him for itself. Held firmly within its arms, He could only watch in detached fascination as the suit's tentacles threaded together over his front as it zipped up around him. The gloved hands then grabbed at his wrists before moving to his hands, and laced its fingers in between his. A few moments later his hands had been swallowed by them with his arms rapidly disappearing under and into its arms.

He could feel the suit tighten around his legs and waist as it slowly drew together over his chest. Shannon couldn't help but orgasm again as he saw his latex covered chest replaced with two large minds of tentacles disguising themselves as very large breasts.