Date: Wed, 9 May 2012 01:27:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Me Myself <memyselfy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Vines

"VINES"

by Memyselfy...

    I knew I wasn't supposed to be trespassing on the property of the
long-abandoned government medical facility but like a lot of bored fourteen
year-old boys I was not one to listen to authority and in fact if I was
told not to go somewhere, it was exactly where I wanted to go. I hadn't
been living in town for very long and before school broke for summer
vacation I had asked some of my new school friends about what might
actually be behind the high, over-grown stone walls surrounding the
barely-visible building but the only answer I ever got was that it was
off-limits.
    A couple kids said it was haunted and others cautiously pointed out
that the very high walls were topped with rusty old razor wire which would
be next to impossible to climb over. Indeed it looked pretty impossible to
get over the walls and onto the property which from the looks of it hadn't
been walked-on since it was closed after a huge fire decades ago. Official
signs everywhere reminded you that it was a government facility and that
trespassing was strictly forbidden and harshly punished.
    I could tell that the building itself was pretty well gutted and not
very interesting but there was so much land around the place that was
fenced in behind the walls and densely over-grown and unexplored that I
just had to get in there. After a couple of weeks of exploration I finally
got my big break when I found some kind of water drainage pipe coming out
from the back part of the property under the wall. Though it was protected
by a heavy iron grating and not big enough for a full-sized adult, I was
able to get some of my step-dad's tools and work the old grating open by
chipping away the aged concrete around some rusted bolts.
    I could tell I would have to literally squeeze through the corroded and
muddy drain pipe and so I decided to strip to my boxers before crawling
in. I left my clothes hidden near the pipe and carefully climbed into the
narrow opening. I could see daylight a ways inside so I knew it came out
inside the walls and wasn't a dead-end so I made the slow crawl with my
body soon getting covered in filthy slime and rust. Because it was so muddy
and slimy I wasn't scratched or anything but by the time I made it to the
opening on the other side and crawled out I was completely covered in
filth. Even my boxers were pretty nasty-looking and I found myself wishing
I had left them hidden behind with the rest of my clean, dry clothes.
    Though doing so would mean I would be stark naked inside, I quickly saw
that indeed it was so over-grown inside that it was like a jungle almost
and I would be well hidden back there, not that it mattered much since
nobody else knew about my secret entrance under the wall anyway. I was
really not too modest of a boy, so I made a mental note to leave them
behind on my next visit.
    In the bright summer sunlight I could clearly see tracks of small
animals like deer and realized they must be really happy living back there
without humans bothering them. A path leading into the dense foliage soon
became apparent and I easily followed it into the heart of the immense
grounds. Soon I came upon a small creek which ran through the property and
the natural animal path led along it so I followed it, wondering what kind
of government facility it had been anyway, especially as I passed the
broken-out ruins of what was once a large greenhouse.
    It was large enough that it had to be used for some kind of plant
experiments I figured, but the plants had all completely taken over and
most of the glass panes were shattered. Due to all the glass around and my
bare feet I gave the old greenhouse plenty of clearance as I continued
along the animal-made path.  It was directly around behind these greenhouse
ruins that the path led me to a large pond which was fed by the gurgling
creek and it was easy to see that it was a clean and clear pond.
    It was hot out and I wasted no time in shucking off my remaining filthy
boxers and jumping into the refreshing cool water for a little solitary
skinny-dipping. The water felt wonderful on my young body and I was glad to
have that nasty muck and gunk from the crud-encrusted pipe washed off of
me. As I swam around and floated on my back sunning myself I hadn't a care
in the world.
    I had no idea that in fact the facilities HAD been used for genetic
plant engineering or that some of those very plants that had been developed
decades ago had managed to survive back there ever since and had even
mutated to help them survive. Mostly the only animals which had been
thriving back there were small animals with the exception of deer or large
wild boars.
    One variety of plant had in fact mutated into a vine-like plant with a
unique taste for rich, protein-bearing body fluids from whatever mammals
they could on rare occasion catch. Fortunately for me they were not
designed to be carnivorous plants or I would have been killed that
afternoon but I had swam right into the waiting arms of one of these
ravenous plants that had been growing in the pond, waiting for an animal to
venture too close for a drink or swim.




    There were strange trees growing close to the banks that had actually
leaned in toward the water after I entered and began swimming but I had not
noticed . I was oblivious to the way they seemed to sway in tune with my
heartbeats which the root-tentacles underwater could easily hear. The trees
knew I was a mammal and in the water vulnerable and it was hungry.
    The first sign to me that something was wrong was when I started
feeling soft vines clinging to my feet when I walked on the muddy bottom of
the pond while standing in waist-deep water but I kicked them off. The pond
was not deeper than I was tall anyway so I wasn't too concerned until
suddenly I felt one of them actually grabbing around one of my ankles
firmly and I was not able to kick it off.
    Next my other ankle was also grabbed and for a moment I thought it
might be hands or something but I realized that they felt more like large
snakes wrapping around my ankles. Clearly I could feel them taking hold of
my legs and I realized it wasn't just a matter of me stepping into some
roots and I couldn't tug my feet free. Then suddenly I felt them yank and
my feet were pulled out from under me, sending me splashing down into the
water.
    When I reached down with my hand with both hands trying to pull them
off of my ankles I was shocked and horrified to feel my wrists also grabbed
by the strong, rubbery vines and I was also unable to free myself even
though I tried with all my strength. I had only just turned fourteen and
still only in the first stages of puberty, so I didn't have a lot of
muscles but I was pretty active and not a weakling either.
    I must have struggled in the water to free myself for nearly a half
hour and it seemed that the more I pulled against them, the tighter they
got on me and just as it seemed that I may free an arm or a leg, more would
wrap around it and it soon became clear that it was futile to continue
fighting. After awhile I grew exhausted and my struggling grew weaker until
finally I had to finally give up at least for a bit to rest.
    The plants seemed to recognize that I was finally too tired to fight
and it was then that I suddenly found myself being pulled up out of the
water completely until I was hanging a few feet above it with my arms and
legs pulled out completely spread-eagle. I was soaking wet, naked and
completely frightened about what was going to happen but I did notice the
grip on me loosen a bit as my struggling stopped, enough to allow proper
circulation to my hands and feet.
    I looked at the thick gray vines that had me and I realized that they
were more fleshy and rubbery than vines and in fact more closely resembled
tentacles and there were about six or so that had coiled around my limbs;
one had each wrist and two had each ankle but I didn't know that it was
because it had already determined that my leg muscles were stronger than my
arms and needed more security to contain my attempts to pull free.
    I had no idea that I was behaving like any other mammal that this plant
was designed to capture or exactly how closely it was able to monitor my
vital signs like heartbeats and breathing and muscle-tone with it's
sensitive tentacles but soon more of them were rising up out of the water
to encircle me. I quickly lost track of how many but I noticed that there
were a few different types .
    Some were long and pointed like the tail of a snake with a small mouth
at the end that would open up and suck onto my skin like little suction
cups. I was glad that they didn't hurt and in fact sort of tickles but
there were a lot of those on me and they seemed to be able to make
themselves larger or smaller which no snake could ever do. Others were
tough and ridged and perfect for grabbing and holding and they were
stronger than the others and those are the ones wrapped firmly around my
limbs and keeping them spread widely apart while holding me suspended above
the water.
    A third type of tentacle made me begin to ask myself if this was a
plant at all or some kind of hybrid plant-animal combination. This third
type of vine actually had what appeared to be small eyes on the ends of
them and they hung back a bit from me but they went all around me looking
me over closely, head to toe from all angles. It was while I was looking at
them getting close-up views of my naked sex organs that I realized shyly
that I had a full boner and that all this contact with my naked body had
actually aroused me somehow. I really was a horn dog by nature I knew but I
was still modest about showing it.
    After a bit I realized it was only a plant or animal or both but not
another person so it really was stupid to be shy and besides, I was
powerless to cover up anyway and my boner seemed very proud to be seen and
even more happy when the tentacles with little suction cup mouths found it
and began to cover it with almost kiss-like sucks. I was shocked to
actually find it pleasurable but I wasn't thinking about how all male
mammals would become aroused when their genitals were stimulated this way.
    Once the plants had determined that I was a male and had at least
started puberty it knew exactly what routine to follow to awaken my sexual
drive. The eye tentacles had spotted the small nest of pubic hair starting
to grow around the base of my erection as well as the small darkened hairs
sparsely sprouting under my arms which were pulled widely apart as were my
legs for close inspection. The signs of my sexual development were spotted
and noted which told the plants that I had even more protein-rich body
fluids to feed it than if I were prepubescent.



    I could feel the smaller ones continue to lightly suckle my nuts and
they soon were driving me wild since nobody had ever touched me so
erotically in that private area of my body but then some snaked down even
lower and I felt them slithering between my muscular, peach-like butt
cheeks and I felt more fear and automatically clenched my anus as tightly
closed as I could. I don't know why I was tempted to relax them when I felt
a tentacle start trying to nudge into it but I was really scared and
resisted.
    I felt the tip of the tentacle grow somewhat pointed and narrow against
my sensitive butt-hole and again try to insert itself and I kept my hole
tightly clamped shut but it continued to lightly rub along the outside of
my sensitive pucker and even those muscles became tired from
resisting. Finally I felt my anus muscles begin to loosen against the
probing vine which met with more pressure and sure enough I could feel it
making ground into my virgin ass.
    I was in shock as it finally made it past my exhausted defenses and
penetrated into me and thicken as it pushed deeper into my lower colon,
spreading my anus wider. This was VERY strange and new to me and while it
really wasn't really unpleasant I figured it should be and I gave one last
struggle to try to get it out of me or at least halt it's progress but it
was useless to try to even bring my legs together to resist since the plant
definitely had me.
    I wasn't sure at first what it was doing but soon I realized that it
was actually sucking my crap through it's widened mouth and vacuuming it
right out of me. I had no way of knowing this was a valuable source of
nutrients for the plant and one of the first things it went for whenever it
captured an animal. It felt so weird to hang there while the vine up my ass
wriggled around inside me, locating and sucking out my solid waste but soon
my entire lower colon was completely emptied of my previously-eaten meals.
    It was around then that I felt something weird on my dick and I looked
down to see that one of the larger vines had opened up the tip of it and
was engulfing my erection as if to give me a blow job. I was so thankful
that it had no teeth but it did have very strong muscles which clung around
my shaft tightly as it worked its way down my five or so inches slowly,
like a snake eating a mouse.
    Movement from deep inside my colon told me that it was doing something
else in there as if probing around and just as I wondered what, I felt it
starting to press against my bladder from inside, bringing about a strong
urge to urinate. I really hadn't in awhile and was soon going to be
draining the lizard anyway so it didn't take much pressing against my
bladder for inside my colon to cause me to really want give in and relax my
bladder muscles.
    I began to wonder if I should just let go and piss right into the vine
with my dick inside it or what but it seemed to be just what it wanted and
my urge to urinate really was getting stronger as it was pressed on it more
properly, finding just the right places. Finally I decided what the hell
and I relaxed my bladder muscles and let go. I could feel my piss going
into the tentacle and the pressure on my bladder lessening as I lay relaxed
in the air and let it happen. It seemed that the less I fought and the more
I gave in, the better things went with this creature that had me.
    The vine was clenched tightly around my dick while I took my heavy piss
into it and I could feel it contracting to swallow it as quickly as I
sprayed my golden nourishment out until finally I had finished and even
squeezed out a few last drops for good measure. The tentacle deep in my
colon had monitored my bladder as it emptied and knew it was completely
emptied and then it seemed to move on in search of something else.
    Suddenly it pressed upon my prostate which completely caught me off
guard since I really didn't even know I had a prostate. I arched my back
unexpectedly and tensed up as it was found and stimulated which told the
plant that it's next target was successfully located and it seemed happy to
focus on that inner spot of pleasure for me as I felt the one on my dick
begin to writhe and manipulate my dick as well.
    They started to work together along with the other tentacles roped
around my entire body and the ones with eyes watching my every move to
stimulate my reproductive system into performing. It was truly amazing how
wonderful it felt and the one on my dick actually felt better than any
human mouth or hand could ever feel, especially with the one up my tight
ass probing and bumping against my male g-spot which was such a new and
wonderful sensation.
    Again I decided what the hell and I gave in and just laid back in the
vines that supported me and gently sucked and teased my entire body, head
to toe while others slowly but surely pushed me toward orgasm. I soon began
gently thrusting and gyrating my slender, muscular hips in rhythm with the
tentacles and as my pace grew faster so did theirs and I realized then that
I was being monitored in ways that I could not possibly comprehend.
    It didn't take much more than maybe another fifteen minutes of this
perfect stimulation to finally drive me to the brink of an amazing orgasm
and push me over, sending amazing and intense bolts of orgasmic pleasure
through my body and without any hesitation I felt my sphincter tightening
against the thick tentacle in my ass and I started shooting off heavily
into the sucking mouth.
    This was exactly what it was waiting for and as the first jets flooded
into it, I could feel it start milking my shaft as if it was a cow's tit,
giving it just what it needed to intensify and prolong my amazing
orgasm. The tentacle deep inside me continued to stimulated my prostate as
well as my ass madly contracted around it, informing the plant of each and
every spasm of my orgasm.
            Even the sucking ones on my sensitive nuts had closely
monitored them as they tightened during my stimulation, advertizing to the
plant the level of my sexual arousal and closeness to orgasm. Together with
my heart-rate and breathing and the movement of every muscle on my frame
and inside my digestive tract it was able to monitor it's progress in
pushing me toward orgasm perfectly.
    It faithfully milked me and stimulated me through the entire orgasm
until it finally subsided and I had ejaculated every last drop of my
enormous nutritional load before it carefully and slowly withdrew from my
ravished anus and released my spent erection. As I hung there gasping for
air, exhausted and spent, recovering from such an intense orgasm I was
slowly lowered back down into the water and released and I floated for
another couple of minutes as the vines all retreated safely back into the
lake bed mud as the plant began to digest the nutritionally-rich material
it had harvested from me.
    When I finally gathered my senses I swam in a daze back to the bank and
wandered down the path naked back to the storm drain, completely forgetting
my muddy boxers still laying next to the pond and I crawled quickly through
the pipe to the other side and retrieved my clothes and dressed and walked
home in pretty much autopilot but feeling oddly satisfied of all urges, but
only temporarily of course.
    The fact was that the plant had not hurt me at all and in fact had been
very good at giving me a lot of pleasure though much of it new and insane,
but even as I neared my home I knew in the back of my mind that I would
probably return again soon when my sexual urges returned to relentlessly
harass me.

THE END (or is it?)

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