The Spectrophiles

Daring Do wandered through the close, cramped, humid undergrowth, her head spinning from the heat. She thought it would be warm, but this was... Ridiculous. She'd been peeling off layers all day. Letting out a faint sigh, she unbuttoned her straining top, gasping as she freed her large breasts, only contained by a simple, white cotton bra. Not including her open jacket, of course.

Reaching down, she ripped off an extra few inches from what had once been long adventurer's pants, and were now short, tight hot-pants. Luckily her pack had a change of clothes- Going back to the small town she'd gotten all her supplies in dressed like this would be rather embarrassing.

Reaching into her pack, Daring grabbed her deflated waterskin, and took a sip, gasping as the cool liquid ran down her throat, making her shiver. It was so hot, she was surprised the water hadn't evaporated yet.

However, she felt a surge of excitement as she saw, mostly hidden by branches and vines, an opening! Success, she'd found the temple she'd been searching for. Rushing toward it, she tore away the foliage in the way of the entrance, and collapsed inside, the shade rapidly cooling her body. Sighing, she rolled onto her back, placing a hand on her heaving chest, as she caught her breath.

Slowly sitting, she leant against a wall, putting her waterskin away and sealing her pack, dropping it near the entrance. She always did that; It made dodging around traps a lot easier if she didn't have it strapped to her back. And it wasn't like anyone was nearby to steal it. After a few minutes to catch her breath, she stood, her energy restored, for the time being.

With that, Daring stretched, buttoned her top over her large bust (With only a small amount of struggle), and headed into the temple.

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Deep in the exact same temple, something stirred... A sexual spirit, dormant for centuries. The temple it resided in had been built specifically for it... And designed to wake the spirit in the event that an intruder broke in. It let out a low, aroused growl, and climbed off of it's pedestal. Licking it's lips, the long, slender creature vanished into thin air, completely invisible as it sniffed out the intruder.

Female. Perfect. It began moving rapidly through dark, forgotten hallways, charging toward the scent at high speed. It had been so long.

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Daring, meanwhile, had lit a torch, and was slowly moving through the silent hallways. She had thought she'd heard something moving nearby, but after a few seconds of listening, it had gone silent. Sighing, she continued forward. There hadn't been any traps so far, that was weird-

*Click!*

Daring barely had time to curse her luck as the floor gave way beneath her, and she fell, cursing loudly. Before she could open her wings, and stop her fall, it was stopped for her. She landed on what felt like a thick net, of spongey, wet rope. She grunted, and tried to pull away, but found herself stuck. Blinking, she looked up as best she could, and saw her torch, barely balancing on the edge of the pit she was in.

... typical.She grunted, and was about to start flapping her wings, and try to disturb the torch, when she felt a gentle, but strong pressure at the base them. She let out a faint moan, her eyes widening as what felt like two hands began to run along the top of each wing. Unable to flap them due to how hard they were growing, Daring was stuck, weakly squirming against the wet vines she was resting on. The hands slowly moved down her wings, back to the base, rubbing the sensitive spot just there.

A lewd gasp escaped her as the vines began to move. Wetting her fur gentle, the vines wrapped around her wrists and ankles, before pulling taught. Daring gasped as she was forced into a spread-eagle position, moaning as the phantom hands began to run around her sides, to her large breasts. A simple flick broke the button keeping her straining top shut. It burst open, freeing her bust.

Daring groaned as the hands immediately began groping her, cupping and rubbing, stroking and pinching her huge breasts. Her eyes rolled, the stimulation driving her wild. One of the phantom hands ran along her back, and another flick sent her bra snapping off, falling into the abyss below her.

Her breasts now free in the chilly air, Daring groaned, her nipples stiffening, both from arousal, and the chill. The spirit taunting her began pinching them, and flicking them, making Daring moan sharply, drooling softly. She bucked her hips weakly, panting heavily, as the hands slowly ran down her flat, toned stomach, and began unbuttoning her shorts. Too aroused to care, Daring bucked her hips, begging incoherently for more. As the vines tightened around her arms and legs, she let out a gasp, bucking her hips. Her shorts were knocked loose, opening and showing her white panties underneath. The spirit, not seeing an easy way to get them off, decided to just rip the shorts away, smirking to itself as the shorts disappeared into the abyss below.

Her panties followed soon after, the spirit snapping them off, earning a groan from Daring as she was left naked, and panting, suspended by wet tendrils with a horny spirit teasing her.

Damn, this needed to stop happening.

Daring closed her eyes, gently biting her lip as the spirit began to tease her wet nethers. She groaned, bucking her hips.
"Please..." She mumbled, knowing there was no point resisting by now. She continued to buck her hips, even as the invisible spirit gently teased her. Groaning, her wings twitched, as the spirit pulled away, earning a frustrated yell from the yellow pegasus.
However, before she could beg any more, she felt a long, lewd lick, from the bottom of her wet slit to the top, her eyes rolling.
"O-hhh!" She cried, her breath catching in her throat as the tongue dove inside her, slowly, gently teasing every sensitive spot she had. It seemed to be infinitely long, only driving deeper and deeper with every second, Daring groaning and gasping, her breath raspy, her mouth dry at this point.

With a scream, she came, her clear girl-cum splattering all over the invisible figure between her legs. Daring moaned weakly, and went limp, too spent to move. Her eyes closed, and she felt like she would pass out where she hung.

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Feeling she was sufficiently punished, the spirit giggled, and decided to let the girl go... Surely another would be coming soon enough.

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Daring sighed happily, barely feeling herself being raised up by the vines, and dropped onto the cool temple floor above.

What felt like hours later, Daring regained her senses, realising she was at the entrance to the temple. Sighing, she sat up, yawning widely, and looking at her pack... Which was significantly lighter than it had been when she entered. Panicking, she rifled inside, and only found one set of clothes; The tight shirt, and short shorts. She groaned, cursing loudly, as she planned a long, embarrassing trip back home...