//////Request: (Player led, victory scene) Cervix penetration of the player by the black velvet alarune's vines.
/////Black Velvet Alraune victory [Deep Vine].tooltip="Have her vines employ cervical precision."
[if (uprooted) {You stride toward the crawling plant-girl and [if (naga) {wrap your coils around her waist|[if (taur) {sit on|straddle}] her back}]. What you suppose are her ribs poke out around the black void that should be her spine, making them appear like the teeth of a maw, and from the void comes many vines that wrap around her body. If she wishes to return to her flowery haven, she'll need to dive those tendrils as deeply in you as they'll go[if (crotch covered) {, and you begin uncovering your [genitalia] before awaiting any affirmation}].|Approaching the sinking woman, you lunge and grab her by the hair, pulling her back up from her haven. She will get no rest while your needs are unmet, and you yearn to feel those vines explore your deepest places. [if (lust-victory) {In her sexually overwhelmed|Despite her worn and battered}] state, the rough treatment draws out a moan and sultry gaze; there will be no trouble getting her to cooperate, most likely. You [if (taur) {throw your front legs onto the massive petals, settling your lower body's chest comfortably down. Your added height makes [if (height>72) {you tower over the defeated plant-girl|the defeated plant-girl look [if (height>60) {[if (cor>33) {even more pathetic|harmless}] as she sits half-sunken in her abode|[if (height>52) {[if (height>57) {even shorter than|roughly as small as}] you, thanks in part to her form sitting partially sunken in her abode|barely any larger than yourself}]}]}]|[if (drider) {thrust your front-most legs onto the massive petals, adding menace to frame the presentation of your [if (crotch covered) {groin|[genitalia]}]|[if (singleleg) {[if (goo) {spill your gooey, amorphous form around the massive petals between you two, raising|raise your serpentine body, presenting}] your [if (crotch covered) {groin|[genitalia]}] for her to service|lean forward, kneeling on the massive petals of the plant-girl's abode}]}]}]. She will be diving those tendrils as deep as they'll go, you've decided such[if (crotch covered) {, and you already begin to unveil your [genitalia] from your [armor] before awaiting any affirmation}].}] [if (lust-victory) {Flushed with arousal|Beaten into submission}] as she is, the alraune offers no resistance. [say: Yes, [sir]...]

In moments, twigs and leaves rustle about as the vines maneuver [if (taur) {along your body toward your flank|toward your waiting hole}]. [if (virgin vagina) {Those limbs of hers may be thinner than a cock, but your [if (lost virginity before) {latest }]maidenhood is still inexperienced, and you remind the girl to take care in her performance. }][if (uprooted) {The sight of the jostling black plant-flesh in her spinal chasm gives you a chill, but the feeling of those dark stalks running slowly across your [if (naga, drider, or goo body) {nethers|[thighs]}] eases your tension considerably|Her expression of lust as she stares up and down your [if (thickness or tone are very high) {[if (tone<50) {plush|[if (thickness<50) {chiseled|broad}]}] |[if (very low thickness) {[if (tone>20) {lithe|[if (thickness<1) {deathly|wispy}]-thin}]}] }]body flushes you with all the more desire}]. [if (taur) {Tapping one of your [feet] anxiously, you urge the girl to enter|Ready as you can possibly be, you place your [hands] on your vulva and spread it to invite the girl}], and finally a smooth vine begins wriggling inside. The contact startles you at first, [if (tight vagina) {its slender profile only just slim enough to move in easily|an intrusion that has you tightening your muscles on impulse, despite its slender profile too slim to be impeded}], but you nearly buckle as it unexpectedly pushes against your insides.

[say: Ah, there we are,] the black velvet says. [say:[if (uprooted) {I'll be getting you off right away, and be back in my home to welcome another round|Is this to your liking, [sir]?}]] Her tone is whimsical, as though she has you on the edge already, but you clarify to her that you want it deeper and harder than this. [if (uprooted) {The leg-roots laying limply in the grass and mud squirm, and the girl takes several breaths before|Smirking, she seems accepts your commands and}] she thrusts the vine rapidly against your cervix, curling up on impact; once again, you feel yourself buckling, but in some part from discomfort or even pain. The pressure feels like something inside you has started to swell. [say: Is that deep enough, [sir?]]

You need more than that. You feel an itch in need of scratching and you want more of her.
///cunt change for, I don't know, something like an average dick's dimensions
Another vine spiraling around the first makes you jump in your [skinfurscales] as its bumpy, thorn-covered length slips in. [if (virgin vagina) {Being slick and hot inside doesn't spare you from letting loose a groaning whine as you spread to a point [if (lost virginity before) {this pussy hasn't|you haven't}] known before. }][cunt change/virgin loss text] With the added girth feeling up your soft flesh, a delighted sigh escapes your lips--before that sigh becomes a yelp. The pair of tendrils jab with at least twice the strength of the first thrust, [if (goo) {puncturing the jelly membrane that protects your womb|overcoming the once powerfully-sealed gate to your womb}], and you stiffen your spine straight in an instant. [if (vaginally pregnant) {Gods willing, the spawn you carry will appreciate the company rather than protest. }]Now past the barrier, the stalks separate and run their length across the entire wall of your uterus, with every extra [if (metric) {centimeter|inch}] it needs traveling up your writhing canal. The spikes make it painfully easy to notice exactly how fast and how much is fed into you, jabbing the tender cervical ring one after another, then scraping along the fetal carriage within. At last, it stops, but only briefly. The vines pull out with a speed that winds you, as if your guts had flown out, only to stop again and shoot up into your sacred chamber harder than previously. The ache of your cervix stretching repeatedly has you dizzy, [if (uprooted) {just about falling over. However, you will not free the alraune beneath you until she has well and truly ravaged you|causing you to slump your [face/muzzle/snout(not fangs/shark teeth)] [if (height>65) {onto the alraune's sweet-smelling dark hair|into the alraune[if (height<60) {'s petite little bosom|, who embraces you in a kiss}]}]. Swept up in the moment, you wrap your arms[if (drider) { and forelimbs}] around her and release any restraint you had about panting and moaning}]. The pace subsequently speeds up, and the sensation of friction moving so much further than it should before reversing is somewhat surreal. [if (goo and has ruby heart) {Every thrust shoves more inside, [if (pregnant) {bypassing your unborn child, }]until frightfully tapping your glistening heart; the stimulation shocks your entire system at once, nearly rendering your slimy mass a puddle, pooling partially into [if (uprooted) {her dark abyss|the nooks and crannies of her enormous flower}] before recovering.}]

The plant-girl presses her assault, [if (uprooted) {digging her hands into the dirt|grabbing hold of you with lust and determination}] as she strains to pump you brutally. Whatever capacity to resist the penetration has left you; your bruised, well-fucked cervix is entirely pliable and accommodating, and all the flesh[if (goo) {y membrane}] before and beyond that point seems to spark brilliantly. The alraune giggles at your shaking, out-of-control body. [say: May this suffice for you,] she says. A second later the vines lurch farther than ever, [if (goo and has core) {seizing your core in a powerful grip! Your [eyes] go blank and the entire world seems to flash! But the earth-shattering attack is paralleled with an equally immense orgasm, and you completely fall apart all over her, drenching her with [skintone] goo|then curling around each other as they pull out, becoming harder and slower to withdraw as they go. It aches, and the sudden emptiness is nearly nauseating, but the movement soon stops as the end of the vines had wrapped themselves up in a large knot. This thorny bundle of plant-flesh is too awkwardly large to pass your innermost opening at the best of times, but the sharp points biting into you makes you sieze up all the more fiercely. Nevertheless, the alraune pulls. The fist-sized bulge in your abdomen shifts around, agonizing your with the spikes. In a gut-wrenching instant, the mass yanks free, and it's as if being turned inside out as your muscles clench down on the new vacancy}]. [if (herm) {Your [cocks], in all the chaos, erupt with [if (cumQuanitityHigh) {torrents of semen before you could even register it|spurts of cum}]. }]Deliriously exhausted, you [if (uprooted) {[if (goo) {slosh off like a sheet of gelatin|collapse onto the ground beside you}], permitting the goth to drag herself desperately onto the center of her flower, where she, too, succumbs to fatigue|go limp in the goth's embrace, leaving her to kiss you gently before releasing you to fall to the ground. She sinks comfortably into her abode afterward, licking your excessive amounts of sex-juice [if (gore) {and blood }]from her vines}]. 

Many minutes pass in quiet, and your strength does not completely return, but you do your best to pick yourself up and straighten out your [armor]. Your legs feel like jelly[if (goo) {--moreso than usual--|, }]but you've a camp to return to, hopefully without any tough encounters on the way back.

//I'd love for the gore toggle to let a pregnant player find blood and flesh drenching their [legs] as they fall back in bliss but I think abortions mess things up. "Oh, Amily, you're wondering why I'm not pregnant? Scared I abandoned our children somewhere? Well..."
//Whether you tell the truth or lie, you had a baby and it's gone now. Excessively silly to gloss over that.
//Marble wouldn't be that bothered. "Oh, dear, I'm so disappointed in you... Next time, please be more careful."