"You would think that Mahatma Gandhi died from the MSM coverage."
The Professor and Mom's warning float through my mind. Don't go into the tall grass, you could get hurt it you don't have a Pokemon with you. ' I smile, they worry over nothing, that's when my foot catches on something and I trip.
I fall flat on my face and groan.
I start to struggle, trying to scream around my gag. "Sniv" He murmurs as his stroking goes faster, another vine emerges and starts ripping off my clothes, in seconds he has me completely naked, the vine in my mouth loosens and ties my hands above my head, while the one that stripped me takes me other leg and stretches it out revealing my pussy to him.
"Get off me. Snivy, please let me go. Get the fuck off me!" He doesn't listen, and seems to get off to my words. He strokes faster, and his eyes start to shut. "Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY!" He screams just when his cock erupts sending his cum across my body. It splashes across my belly and chest, it has a minty, basil like smell to it, in a different circumstance, I might enjoy the smell.
He looks at me through heavy lidded eyes, still stroking his hard cock. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look different from the others...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑