Disclaimer: Everyone in the story is 18 years old or older at all points. Any resemblance to any actual person, alive or dead, is just happenstance.

Chris and Linda raced through the central doorway, the furious animals right behind them.

“Run!” Chris screamed as they cleared the door and entered a short gray hallway.

They could hear claws hitting the hallway’s stone floor behind them, inspiring the pair to run faster through the next doorway.

Once through the doorway, Chris pivoted and slammed the door on the creatures just before they leapt into the room with them. As the door made contact with the frame, the entire wall shimmered before fading away, replaced by a hilltop sparsely covered with trees.

“Where are we?” Linda asked, looking around at the trees that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago.

“I don’t know. This,” Chris gestured around them, “wasn’t on the map.”

Chris touched the nearest tree. The bark was rough and cold. “They feel real.”

“How can they be real? They weren’t there when we came through the door,” Linda said, touching the area where the wall had been, her hands passing through the empty air.

Chris went to a few other trees, checking if any were different.

“Did you hear that?” Linda asked, grabbing Chris’s arm.

“Hear what?”

“It sounded like a howl.”

“You’re just imagining things,” Chris assured, pulling her into his arms.

“Like the rest of this?” Linda said, motioning at the trees around them.

“It’s a haunted house, Linda. They are just trying to scare you.”

“Like they did, Emma?”

Chris frowned. “There has to be some logical explanation,” he said finally.

“Like what? Magic?” Linda asked sarcastically, scanning the hilltop behind them where the noise she heard had originated.

“There is no such thing as magic,” Chris commented, still trying to think of how this room was efficient. “Maybe some new kind of 3D hologram tech.”

Linda heard the noise again. This time it sounded closer.

She looked at Chris and raised an eyebrow. “Hear it this time?”

“Yeah. Why don’t we head that way,” Chris said, pointing deeper into the forest.

“Why that way?”

“The doorway to the next room was in that direction on the map,” Chris explained as he started walking.

Linda took one last look at the hill behind her and saw a silhouette of a man surrounded by dark shadows that moved like dogs.

“Chris!” Linda shouted.

“What?” Chris said, turning around to look where she pointed. The hilltop was shrouded in fog, which seemed to creep toward them slowly.

“There was a man there, I’m sure of it,” Linda told him as she searched in vain for the man she had seen.

“Let’s just go,” Linda commented when she couldn’t discover the man, afraid she was losing her mind.

Chris looked from Linda to the hill behind them as she walked away. The fog was getting thicker, obscuring the top of the hill completely. Shaking his head, he hurried to catch up with Linda before she disappeared into the trees.

“Hey, slow down, Linda. We need to stick together.”

“I know what I saw, Chris, and I’m not waiting for him to get down that fucking hill.”

“I believe you, all right?” Chris said.

A smile spread across Linda’s face as she reached out and took his hand.

They held hands as they walked through the thick forest for hours. The trees had gone from thin to huge, too big to put your arms around.

As they walked, they forgot about the man Linda had seen as the beauty of the forest overcame their fears.

“Hey, let’s stop here for a minute,” Chris said, pulling Linda to a small clearing with a couple of big rocks jutting out of the ground.

“I don’t want to stop,” Linda said half-heartedly, holding back as Chris tugged her into the sunlight.

The sun was warm, and the two sat on the rocks, looking across the clearing at the wildflowers growing.

Chris fished a couple of granola bars from a pocket and handed one to Linda.

“Thanks.”

They sat silently for a few minutes as they ate, each lost in wondered.

“So, big ceremony or just elope?” Chris asked, causing Linda to choke.

Chris laughed and patted her back.

“What are you asking me?” Linda asked, feeling butterflies in her stomach.

“Well, we have been dating almost four years, and with graduation in a couple of months, I thought, well,” Chris ran out of words.

“Well, what?” Linda asked, leaning towards him.

Chris ran his hands through his hair, clearly searching for the words he wanted to say.

Will he ask me? She thought, hoping that he would ask her to marry him.

Why is it suddenly so hot? Chris thought, aware that he was now sweating.

“I, err, was wondering if you might be willing to err marry me?” Chris managed to get out, fidgeting with the collar on his shirt.

“Yes!” she shouted, wrapping her arms around Chris and pulling him in for a kiss.

The kiss quickly heated up. Chris ran his hands down Linda’s back, creasing her ass through her jeans as he pulled her on his lap.

“Uhm,” Linda managed to get out as she felt Chris roughly grab her breasts through her shirt before slipping his hands inside.

Linda broke the kiss. She leaned back against him and started pulling the bottom of her top up when she noticed the trees they had just passed.

“Shit, the trees are gone,” Linda said, climbing off Chris’s lap.

Chris looked back and noticed that the fog had utterly obscured the trees.

“Let’s go,” Linda said, grabbing Chris’s hand and pulling him towards the other side of the clearing.

The two ran through the trees, managing in a short while to lose the fog behind them again.

After what seemed like hours, they came to a huge Oak. Its limbs were covered in vines bearing large yellow and red flowers, which immediately caught Linda’s attention.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Linda said, standing under the tree and looking at the flowers. She reached up for one, marveling at the texture.

“Feel how soft the flower is,” Linda told Chris, gently creasing the yellow petals.

Chris humored Linda and touched one of the closed red flowers near him. To his amazement, it felt warm, soft, and spongy.

“It feels weird,” Chris commented as he continued to rub the flower’s petals in his hand.

“Ouch! The fucking thing has thorns,” Linda complained, sucking her finger where the thorn had pierced her skin.

Chris barely heard Linda. The flower in his hand took his attention. As he rubbed the flower, it opened up, exposing the stamen and the spherical-shaped balls around it.

As he caressed the little balls, he noticed that the size of the stamen had increased. Finally, his fingers touched the stamen almost by themselves, tracing it from its tip to its base, causing the flower to tremble.

His attention was jerked away from the flower when Linda hit his chest. “I’m talking to you, asshole.”

Chris shook his head, trying to clear out the cobwebs as his fingers continued to stroke the enlarged stamen, which had started leaking a milky fluid.

“Sorry. What did you say?”

“I said the fucking plant has thorns. I tried to pull a flower off to put in my hair, and the thorn bit me.” Linda said, holding up her finger for him to see several minor puncture wounds on her thumb and forefinger.

Chris reluctantly pulled away from the flower to inspect her hand. The puncture wounds didn’t look life-threatening, but he knew Linda and not acknowledging her boo-boo might be.

“Does it still hurt?”

“No. It hurt initially and burned for a few seconds, but it isn’t hurting right now,”

“I think it will be ok,” Chis commented, smelling the fluid the flower had left on his fingers.

The smell was intoxicating, and he thought how it tasted. As he put his fingers into his mouth, he felt shivers run down his spine to his cock, causing an instant erection.

Pulling his fingers out of his mouth, he turned to Linda.

“Hey, taste this,” he said. He pushed his fingers in when Linda opened her mouth to protest, coating her tongue.

Linda felt a shock go through her body, centering on her nipples and clit. She moaned, her hands slipping quickly inside her to rub her clit as if they had a mind of their own.

Chris noticed her reaction and smiled as he grabbed the stamen again. The color had changed from a light yellow to pink, and it was larger, about the size of a cucumber.

That’s weird. It looks more like a dick, He wondered, wrapping his fingers around the stamen, stroking it like a cock as it grew to almost ten inches.

Part of his mind was screaming at him, trying to get him to realize this wasn’t right, but he just ignored it.

Linda leaned on him for support as he put more milky fluid in her mouth. The fluid drove her crazy with lust, her hips jerking as she pressed harder on her clit. She slipped her hand inside her shirt, twisting and tugging her nipples as she climbed towards a huge orgasm.

“Oh fuck. Of fuck!” Linda shouted, shaking as she came, soaking her pants.

Letting the plant go, Chris quickly removed his pants and underwear, releasing his engorged cock.

“Come on, baby, suck me,” Chris said, waving his cock at Linda.

Almost mechanically, Linda dropped to her knees and engulfed Chris’s dick, swallowing it completely.

As Chris’ girlfriend sucked his cock with unbridled lust, he moaned through his teeth.

“Oh fuck, Linda,” Chris said, running his left hand through her hair as he stroked the flower.

Wonder what she would do if I put the fluid from the flower on my cock? Chris wondered.

He pulled her head back, laughing at the disappointed look on her face.

“You can have it back after I put some of this fluid on it,” Chris told her as he smeared it all over his cock.

The effect on his cock was immediate. The tip became more prominent than ever and so sensitive that it constantly leaked precum.

The sensations in Chris’s mind took all rational wondered away, leaving only the base desire to fuck someone. So he grabbed Linda by the back of her head and shoved his cock into her mouth, moaning as her lips and tongue touched him.

A huge orgasm ripped through Linda’s body as the sensations caused by the liquid on Chris’s dick overwhelmed her mind.

Her entire world had been reduced to the cock in her mouth and the burning desire to be fucked. She fumbled with her pants, needing them gone to have better access to her cunt.

Chris kept fucking Linda’s face, trying to drive his cock down her throat. He watched as Linda finally pulled off her soaked pants and panties, pushing her fingers into her sopping cunt as she tried desperately to fill the emptiness between her legs.

Looking behind her, Chris could see one of the red flowers open, the massive stamen at its center resembling a long fat cock.

The flower moved slightly as if it was searching for a qualified place to put its long, cock-like appendage. This gave Chris a wicked wondered.

Without thinking any more about it, Chris used Linda’s head to turn her body, lining up the flower with Linda’s soaked cunt.

Damn, still too far away, Chris wondered.

He moved forward, forcing Linda to back up as she sucked his cock until the flower grazed her bare ass.

That contact was all the motivation that the plant needed. When Linda’s ass touched the flower, it pushed forward, driving its giant appendage inside Linda’s cunt.

The sudden penetration startled Linda, causing her to push Chris away from her. She looked back and saw the flower expand its petals until it had engulfed her ass as she felt the intruder force more of itself inside her body.

This is wrong, Linda wondered as she ignored the thorns that stuck her hands while she tried to pry the plant off her. Instead, the plant ignored her, pumping a steady stream of fluid into her swollen cunt, triggering a huge orgasm.

Chris watched with a stupid grin as his girlfriend shuddered, soaking the ground with her cum. He watched, ignoring what was happening around him until a yellow flower opened next to him.

The center of this flower was different from the red one. It didn’t have a stamen. Instead, there was a three-inch opening at the center where the stamen should have been. The opening was oozing fluid and seemed to undulate inside the orifice.

That looks like a pussy, Chris wondered, looking at the opening. He touched the hole and was surprised as it shrank to fit his finger before sucking it inside. Once his finger was fully inserted, the orifice started sucking on his finger for a few seconds before releasing him.

Chris pulled his finger out of the enlarged hole and smelt the fluid coating it. He found he could not stop himself from putting the finger into his mouth and licking it clean.

At the taste, an unconscious shudder ripped throughout his body, making his large cock leak more pre-cum.

I wonder what it would feel like if I put my cock inside, Chris thought.

He stumbled forward, feeling intoxicated. In his current state, it took several attempts to get his cock lined up with the center of the flower. He was trembling with excitement as the tip of his penis entered the orifice.

Like it had with his finger, the orifice shrank to surround the tip of his cock before sucking the entire cock inside.

Chris was in heaven as the plant sucked gently on his cock, and he came hard in a very short time, almost painfully so. The climax takes everything out of him, leaving the flower sucking his cock as the only thing keeping him upright.

As he regained his senses, Chris felt himself approaching another orgasm. He grunted, holding the vine to support himself as his hips moved on their own, fucking the flower that was sucking him off.

He exploded again into the flower, his body shuddering as the plant sucked the cum from his body.

“Stop. Fuck, let me go,” Chris heard Linda mumbling. He glanced at her and noticed that the red flower had wrapped its petals around her legs as it moved in and out of her cunt, completely encasing her ass and pussy.

He watched her shudder as another orgasm swept through her body, but unlike before when she squirted on the ground, the flower was catching the fluids.

Linda was hitting the plant, trying to get it to let her go, but nothing she tried was effective. The constant fucking and orgasms were starting to hurt.

“Let me go!” Linda yelled with more energy as she became determined to get away from the plant.

“Fuck!” she screamed as thorns pierced her fingers when she tried to pry the flower off her legs. Linda sucked on her hurt fingers as tears fell down her face.

Noticing that Chris was watching her at last, “Help me, Chris. The plant won’t stop,” she begged him.

The pain in her voice and the tears on her face were enough to snap Chris out of his stupor. He attempted to walk towards Linda but could not take more than a step with the flower still attached to his cock.

Unlike Linda, the flower hadn’t attached itself to anything but his dick, so he put his hands around the orifice and pushed hard in an attempt to free himself.

He wondered for a second that he could get free, but that wondered was replaced with severe pain as the orifice drove thorns into his cock. He immediately let the flower go and screamed, unable to handle the pain it had inflicted.

His screams broke through Linda’s haze. She watched in horror as the flower wrapped its petals around his legs, trapping him as it had her.

Chris’s screams turned to moans as he came again.

Maybe it will stop when I can not cum anymore, he wondered. Then, unable to stop the plant from milking his cock, he gave up fighting and let the plant hold him while it worked.

Linda watched as the plant turned Chris’s body away from her until he was facing the red flower that had opened originally.

“Chris! Snap out of it. Lookout!” Linda screamed at her boyfriend as the flower, with its long cock like stamen, moved forward slowly until the tip touched his lips.

The screams from Linda filtered through the haze in his mind, giving him the strength to open his eyes.

“What’s wrong, umh,” Chris managed to say before the flower pushed its organ into his mouth.

Linda could only watch as the flower slowly pushed itself against Chris’s face, driving its cock deeper into his mouth until it was entirely inside.

Chris was struggling to breathe and tried in vain to get the cock out of his mouth. He pounded on the flower to no avail. Finally, he could feel another orgasm building inside his over-sensitive cock, and unable to get free, he came again.

Linda was still fighting her plant. She grabbed a stick she found on the ground and used it to keep the red flowers away from her face. She felt another painful orgasm rip through her body.

Unable to attach to her face, the flower turned towards Chris’s unprotected ass, its large stamen growing longer as it moved behind him.

“Chris!” Linda yelled, but it was of no use. The flower that was fucking his face had totally engulfed his head at this point, blocking all outside stimuli.

She watched helplessly as the tip pushed its way inside Chris’s asshole. He jerked, trying to escape, but the other two flowers held him in place so the third could fully penetrate him.

While she was distracted, two yellow flowers moved slowly until they could capture her dangling breasts. She felt them attached and started sucking, stretching them away from her body as the vine pinned her hands to her sides.

She kicked and screamed, trying to escape as another orgasm racked her body.

The appendage in Chris’s mouth and ass filled his body with the white fluid, forcing him to cum almost constantly.

Linda could only sob as the plants picked her up, rotating her body to face a much larger red flower that started to open.

“Please, no. Please,” Linda sobbed as the long stamen was exposed. She knew from what had happened to Chris that the plant would force that down her throat.

“Release her,” a man’s voice called out behind her.

Linda turned her head and saw the silhouette of a man surrounded by shadows standing at the edge of the clearing.

Her ascent suddenly stopped as the plant wavered between the stranger’s demands and its prey as if it was considering its options. She could feel the plant shuddering as the conflicting desires competed. Then, as the plant suddenly started moving her body towards the large flower, she knew the decision it had made wasn’t in her favor.

“Have it your way,” the man said, flicking his wrist at the closest vine, which burst into flames.

In an attempt to extinguish the fire, the plant beat the burning vine against the ground, but it was unsuccessful. The flames kept climbing until they reached the first flower. Then, as the temperature rose inside the flower, it burst, spewing dark fluids all over the ground below it.

The whole plant shuddered and shrieked in what sounded frighteningly like agony. Driven mad with the pain and a desire to punish the person responsible, the plant launched multiple smaller vines in the attacker’s direction.

With a bored expression, he flicked his hands, and the vines burst into flames before they could reach him.

“Just drop the girl.”

The ground erupted next to his feet as the plant’s roots joined in the attack.

The shadows around the man burst into action, ripping the roots to shreds. “I can do this all day,” the man told the plant.

The fight lasted for several minutes before the plant realized it was outmatched and paused its attack.

The man must have realized what it was thinking, “Look, all I want is the female. Is it worth all this pain to keep her?”

The vines moving toward the man stopped as the plant seemed to think about what he said. Eventually, the plant shook its vines and unwound itself from around her, unceremoniously dropping Linda to the ground.