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////Iliador victory
The alraune and his arachnid pets all crumble to your abilities. In distress and fear, Iliador exclaims, [say:Do not hurt my beloveds!]

The trees all shake and jostle around as thorny vines all over the place clamber to cover and protect the spiders, and as Iliador runs out of free appendages to use, he grunts and strains. You have no time to react before branches are torn down, webs collapse, and the way behind you is blocked off by an entire tree falling! Iliador looks at you with a tearful gaze and then, in turn, falls over as well.

[b:The available pathways of this place have been altered.]

You at least could slake your lusts upon the plant\PYZhy{}boy, if you so desire. His fruits are also ripe for the taking, and you could of course destroy him to prevent future impedance.
[Oral] [Other stuff] [Kill] [Leave]
///Oral. Req genitalia, no taur. \PYZdq{}Fuck his face.\PYZdq{}
Overwhelmed by your prowess, Iliador makes no reaction as you [if (isnakedlower) \PYZob{}approach|start stripping\PYZcb{}], and opens his eyes in a start as you touch his head. The jolt gives you pause, not wanting the spiky bulbs holding his fruit to prick your hand, but he\PYZsq{}s quickly passive again\PYZhy{}\PYZhy{}even seeming at ease as you slip your fingers between those soft orange locks. But you\PYZsq{}re horny, and aren\PYZsq{}t here to console him. His gaze drifts down your body to your [genitalsdetail].

He stares, lips parting, but only a [if (isDrider) \PYZob{}lustful|resigned sigh and\PYZcb{}] whimper ekes out. When he finally speaks, his voice trembles. [say:You wish of me to..?]

You are clear enough, and you tighten your grip in his hair. Iliador shivers, but obediently opens his mouth. The plant\PYZhy{}boy\PYZsq{}s pale hands pull up apprehensively to your thighs, lightly holding you at bay. They\PYZsq{}re colder than a flesh\PYZhy{}and\PYZhy{}blood person\PYZsq{}s, and delicately thin and feminine. His breath brushes across your [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}tip|clit\PYZcb{}] as he leans in, and a moment later, his soft, pink tongue wets it. [if (isDrider) \PYZob{}You may not be entirely spider|He may have misgivings\PYZcb{}], but you can feel him salivating against your [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}[cocktype]|groin\PYZcb{}]. Succumbing to impulse, you push him in, [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}breaching his lips|smothering him in your [if (silly) \PYZob{}[if (isChild) \PYZob{}cunny|gash\PYZcb{}]|[pussy]\PYZcb{}]\PYZcb{}].

Iliador moans [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}around|into\PYZcb{}] you, pitching up to a squeal at your pulling of his hair, dragging him back before pushing him in once more, [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}until [if (cockLength \PYZlt{} 9) \PYZob{}his nose [if (cockLength \PYZgt{} 7) \PYZob{}nearly \PYZcb{}]touches your stomach|the limits of his throat are reached\PYZcb{}]. His neck contracts, a mix of suction and choking vibrating along your length|tilting his head up and down as you instruct him to lick. His tongue parts your lips and revels in the taste, though the harder you hump his face, the more he struggles and gasps for air\PYZcb{}]. But Iliador caresses your [if (multicock) \PYZob{}[if (cocks \PYZgt{} 2) \PYZob{}other dick|[cock 2]\PYZcb{}]|[if (isDrider) \PYZob{}long legs|hips\PYZcb{}]\PYZcb{}] and calmly draws back before [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}swallowing you|diving in\PYZcb{}] again. A deep, pleased sigh echoes out of you, and it\PYZsq{}s more than obvious you\PYZsq{}re enjoying this.

You run your fingers through his hair and coax him on, and the praise makes him melt. The large baby\PYZhy{}blue flower shifts as Iliador leans. His breath hisses softly through his nose and his tongue laps eagerly under your [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}[cockhead]|[clit]\PYZcb{}]. The tendril swirls until you loosen your hold; he exhales shakily, voice breaking as he separates. [say:Use me as you wish\PYZhy{}\PYZhy{}i\PYZhy{}if I\PYZsq{}m enough for you.]

His pale, inhuman skin is soft to the touch, and his bright yellow eyes look up at you with submission spoken in their stare. You [if (isDrider) \PYZob{}step over his flower for leverage|move further onto his flower\PYZcb{}] and push him back into service, the petals flexing around him in rhythm with his [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}gagged|smothered\PYZcb{}] gasps. The air grows thick with the scent of pollen and nectar, every breath saturated with sweetness. Helplessly, the plant\PYZhy{}boy\PYZsq{}s cock twitches for attention as he drinks you in deeper.

If he\PYZsq{}s intent on servicing with such fervor, you\PYZsq{}re not going to hesitate to give him all he can handle, growing rougher as lust overtakes restraint. [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}Each thrust makes his throat convulse and [if (cockLength \PYZlt{} 9) \PYZob{}suck you in|tighten around you\PYZcb{}]. His muffled whines vibrate through your shaft|Your [hips] gyrate as you ride his mouth and squirm over the sticky tongue lavishing you. He tickles your nub and grinds down your cleft to your hole, fucking you to consume your nourishing juice\PYZcb{}]. The petals around him shiver back and forth like a skirt twirling. When you finally cum, it\PYZsq{}s [if (!hasCock \PYZam{}\PYZam{} watersports) \PYZob{}preceded by \PYZcb{}]flash of desire followed by tension and release for you, [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}and a sudden, forceful burst for him|[if (watersports) \PYZob{}wetting yourself into his mouth|and a sudden squirt and burst of flavor for him\PYZcb{}]. Iliador chokes, eyes widening. The torrent makes him sputter and cough, [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}streams of jism drizzling down his chin as he pulls away, soon staining the lavender blouse clinging to his chest[if (cumMediumLeast) \PYZob{}, and followed shortly by more ropes of cum from your virile core, decorating his face\PYZcb{}]|staining him in your scent and dousing his blouse\PYZcb{}].

The messy alraune sinks into the ground within his flower, awkwardly wiping some of the [if (hasCock) \PYZob{}cum|[if (watersports) \PYZob{}pee|fem\PYZhy{}spunk\PYZcb{}]\PYZcb{}] away with his hand as he comes to rest. [say:... Be kind to the spiders,] he says, looking away.
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