Gaia or Gloriosa? Such was the question that raced through the woman's mind as she gracefully floated through the Everfree Forest. The great power was hers, the confidence was hers, and with it she would do what needed to be done. Camp Everfree belonged to her family. It belonged to her. And nobody, especially not Filthy Rich, was going to take it from her. She smirked at the thought of finally getting to claim what was hers, and her eyes drifted to every corner of her beloved forest as she passed through it. But there came a time when, during her travels, she passed by one of the many ponds that dotted the place, and here, she stopped. For the first time, she noted her reflection, and so paused, going down to walk upon the ground as she looked herself over.
"Hmmm...not bad. Not bad at all."
Stepping away, she looked down at her own body, now newly-made and wearing magically-crafted clothes. She had never considered herself to be a bad-looking lady, but a lot of this new appearance seemed to have given her a fair bit of emphasis in places. And it was as if she was noticing these features for the first time.
"A bit more...bodice than I'm used to, but still...pretty good."
She chuckled, only to then grimace soon afterwards.
"Filthy...that wretched man! Coming here, threatening my Camp! I'll show him! I'll show all of them!"
Her rage boiled, and then, she sighed, trying to calm down.
"Alright, Gloriosa, calm yourself. You'll have your time. You just need to wait a bit."
She frowned.
"All this stress has been getting to me. I need to vent a little."
With a wave of her hand, she caused one of her magical vines to spring froth form the ground, which then stretched up to her. With a graceful hand, she caressed it, smiling to herself.
"But how to do it? Maybe some primal screaming? Maybe a stress-ball? Huh, the one in my office would be good right now."
Then, in the deepest darkest corner of her mind, a new thought sprang up for her, and her eyes widened. Slowly, she looked over to her vine, then snorted.
"What?! No! I couldn't possibly...!"
Then she paused, allowing this dark and tempting thought to be given more serious consideration.
"Then again...it has been quite a while."
She mused on the notion for a bit, and in this place, with no witnesses, she briefly swivelled her hips a little, allowing herself a feel for the lower section of her new outfit.
"Huh...guess this weird magic has a bit of a lewd streak...no panties."
Slowly, a smirk returned to her lips, and she raised her hand, giving a single snap of her fingers. Within moments, many more vines emerged from the ground, surrounding her. With only her mind to guide them, Gloriosa caused them to slowly and gently wrap around her arms, her thighs and her waist, before being slowly lifted up. Then, she turned to the first of them, the one she'd initially summoned, and she gave a permissive nod. The vine gave a quick shiver, as though it was itself excited at what was to come, which the woman couldn't help but be amused at.
"Yeah...I'm looking forward to it too."
So, with all that said, the vine got to work, slowly slithering downwards to creep up in-between Gloriosa's legs. The woman herself kept her eyes firmly on the green appendage, biting down on her lower lips as she saw it get closer and closer. Eventually, the tip of the thing disappeared up her skirt, and she closed her eyes, awaiting the feeling she knew was coming. Soon, it happened, and she felt that slightly moist vine poke her nethers. A shiver of pleasure washed over her, but so far, the thing only seemed to be continuing to lightly touch her, as though it were curiously examining her. Amusement came to her face, and she spoke softly.
"I didn't ask for a breeze...I want a hurricane!"
Getting the message, the vine finally did what its master wanted of it, and so finally penetrated her. Gloriosa let out a loud yelp, feeling the intrusion push deeper and deeper into her. Thankfully, the good thing about vines was that there was no risk of it not being big enough, and she silently smirked to that as she thought on it. Plus, the fact that she'd grown them rather thick was also fairly welcome right now, as she felt utterly packed with the thing at the moment. Eventually, the vine reached as far back as it could, and there it stayed, allowing Gloriosa to enjoy just how full it made her feel.
"Oh...yes...I've missed this."
Opening her eyes, she looked down, and an expression of pure hunger came to her.
"Give...me...more!"
The command was obeyed, and the vine pulled out, only to coil itself up and thrust back into her, this time with greater force. Gloriosa again bit her lip, feeling the utter pounding she was getting. This vine had no mind of its own, save for the instinct Gloriosa herself was giving it, and yet this feeling it was giving her was more satisfying and fulfilling than any lover she'd ever had. In and out, in and out, in and out, the vine did its work without ever tiring or letting up, which Gloriosa greatly appreciated.
"Oh...oh...yes...that's it!"
She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her limit, even as the vine continued to pound away. The others too had taken to adding to her pleasure, gently massaging the limbs they had been assigned to, which greatly eased her stress, especially around her thighs.
"Oh, now this is a service!"
But soon, she felt herself getting right to the point she knew would have to come eventually. The primary vine, giving it all it had, shot right into her one last time, smashing against her back wall and eliciting a wave of pleasure so intense that Gloriosa threw back her head and screamed like a wild animal. She felt herself pouring out all that she'd built up during this encounter, and the vine was completely doused in it. However, it remained within her, and she herself panted heavily as her body began to cool down. Eventually, she mentally commanded the vine to withdraw, which it did with surprising slowness and gentleness. Looking down to it, Gloriosa watched as it finally re-emerged from her skirt, rising up to within a few inches of her face.
"Well...very nice work."
If the plant had had a mind, it might have been proud of satisfying its mistress, who promptly gave it a quick stroke as though in thanks.
"Now then..."
Gradually, the vines all withdrew from her, allowing her to once again float under her own magical power. With her loins no longer begging for stress relief or attention, she smirked once more, glaring at the path she was due to walk.
"...now that that's out of the way...let's get to some more exciting work!"
