In Which Twilight Becomes Intimately Familiar With Botany
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In Which Twilight Becomes Intimately Familiar With Botany
The Silvertree Forest.
Of all of the places Twilight had been hoping to take a visit to whenever she got the opportunity to visit the Crystal Empire, this was the one. Especially since her brother seemed to be mysteriously absent this time, Cadance was busy ruling the Empire, and Flash and Sunburst both had long since moved to Canterlot, meaning she only had herself to keep company.
Situated at the southern foot of the mountain range that divided the Empire from Yakyakistan, it was a beautiful place to be. As its name implied, the trees appeared to be composed of pure silver, though in reality it was just something to do with the crystal magic in the air. In the winter, the entire area looked nothing short of pristine. In the summer, the contrast couldn’t be more stark, and the air would appear to glitter. The ground would almost appear as though snow were covering it, as the leaves of these silver trees would be a pure white, and were known to fall year-round..
And Twilight was there to figure out what that something responsible for its unnatural coloration was.
Well, the reason she was supposed to be out here was to relax and enjoy herself on her month-long vacation from being princess. Celestia and Luna had even graciously offered to take over the handling of Equestria for a bit again to allow her mind to be completely away from royal duties for a full month. But how could she enjoy herself without a research project?
“Let’s see,” she pulled up her list. “Bark appears to be normal, wood samples are not out of the ordinary, chlorophyll in the leaves is still a verdant shade…” she frowned as she stared at the leaf in her other hoof, “everything looks fine, so just how is it that you,” she jabbed a nearby tree, “are silver?”
The tree didn’t answer. Instead, it just stood there, a light breeze rustling it and its brethren. It was as though the forest were laughing at her.
“I will find out why,” she promised, stamping a hoof. Far from disappointed, she only felt invigorated in all honesty. Such a challenging academic problem was something she hadn’t been able to devote time to since Celestia and Luna had abdicated, leaving the six of them in charge.
THIS. This was the perfect vacation. Not sitting around, lazily snacking and letting her already relatively-plump tushie grow even plumper. Out here, in the wild, studying to her heart’s content… this was where she belonged. Even if she did have duties, she needed this.
However, what she did not need was to not make any progress whatsoever.
“UUUUUUUGH!” she finally groaned as she glared at the tree in front of her. “EVERYTHING LOOKS RIGHT!” she yelled at it, before waving her notes at it. “WHY AREN’T YOU GREEN!? EVERYTHING HERE SAYS YOU SHOULD BE GREEN!”
The tree, however, didn’t seem to care what it was supposed to be. It just sat there, silent and unyielding, because it was a tree.
“Maybe one of the other trees will have some answers,” Twilight sighed, before stepping a few paces over to another tree. Unfortunately, the next several minutes of instrument-prodding and sample collection also yielded no results. Something that aggravated Twilight to no end. There wasn’t even any trace of magic around them.
Surely it had to be related to the crystal magic-- after all, the trees were only reported to have gone silver in the immediate month after the original return of the Empire-- but if that were the case, how was the energy being infused into the trees!?
Tree after tree after tree was inspected, and tree after tree after tree yielded nothing but what she already had. It was only the early afternoon, but Twilight was already about fed up with the lack of progress.
Maybe she just needed a true laboratory…?
“Fine,” she groused, just giving up and packing her instruments into the little knapsack she had brought. “I’ll come back later if I need anything else.”
And with that, she was off, trotting back toward the edge of the forest. She’d originally figured that whatever caused this magic had to be at the forest’s heart, but now that she had nothing to show for it. she was regretting coming this far in. The edge of the forest was several minutes away, and the Crystal Empire was several minutes of flight beyond that.
Plenty of time to think I suppose, she thought.
Suddenly, the ground beneath her front hooves gave way, and before she could react, she found herself falling forward into a hole in the ground that the fallen leaves of these trees had covered up. But before she could stretch her wings and stop herself, the fall was over almost as quickly as it began. She had landed on something soft, warm, and rather damp.
It was a startling landing, inno small part due to how shallow the pit was, and so she sat there, dazed for the briefest moment, before she started to return to her senses.
“Great,” she huffed, just laying there and glaring up. “As if to annoy me even more, I fall into a hole that leaves just conveniently covered up.”
But as she got to her hooves, she took a moment to examine the ground she was standing on. It felt like a plant of some kind, though there was something off-putting about how warm and damp it felt. Unfortunately, with the trees above, and with it being a small hole in the ground, there wasn’t much light that filtered down into it.
What is this thing? she asked, grounding her hoof into it a bit, to get a feel. When it gave an odd squelching noise, her horn lit up with magic to illuminate it, and she found that the hole she had fallen in was just a bit bigger than it had seemed, extending a couple of meters in every direction.
But before she had a moment to look at the plant itself, it happened.
Just as suddenly as the ground giving way, she felt something underneath her give way yet again, and before she could even react, Twilight found herself trapped as the plant snapped around her, trapping everything below the waist.
“Hey!” she yelped, freeing her wings from the knapsack and flapping hard to try and get free, but something bound itself to both of her back hooves and kept her tied down.
Not good, she thought, already starting to panic. She tried firing a quick couple of magical bursts at the thing that had her trapped, but all they did was fizzle out the moment they made contact.
In desperation, she tried to teleport, but something seemed to be blocking the spell, as the moment she tried to fire it off, the magic just seemed to fizzle away inside of her.
Not good, not good!
“HELP!” she screamed, now out of options. “SOMEPONY HELP!”
But she only got that much out. Something forced its way into her mouth, taking advantage of her screaming, and she gagged around it as it suddenly pushed its way toward the back of her throat.
What the--?
Her first instinct was to try and spit out the intruder, but the appendage currently lodged inside her mouth didn’t want to move. When that didn’t work, she tried to bite it, only to find that while it was squishy, her teeth weren’t doing anything to get through the membrane. And what’s more, the moment she bit down, a sweet sap oozed out of the end of the thing, catching her off-guard and getting a reflexive swallow out of her.
After the initial moment of panic, Twilight found that she was still very much able to breathe, and even open her mouth just a fraction to get some air in, but when she tried to send out another call for help, the plant just pushed even further back, cutting off her cry.
Okay, trapped by a crazy plant, can’t use magic, can still breathe, plant’s feeding me sap of some kind… no idea what that will do, could be poisonous, could not be…
There was no immediate reason to panic that she could think of, so she felt she could calm down and try to figure a way out. The plant didn’t seem to be in any rush either, as it simply sat there, holding her still and stifling her attempts at crying out.
Get information, she thought. Her horn lit up for the briefest of moments, illuminating the dark hole she was stuck in once again. In the instant before the plant siphoned her magic away, she was able to see that her lower half had been trapped in a bulb of some kind, which had closed around her midsection and still had her legs bound by whatever was inside of it.
The thing in her mouth appeared to be a tentacle coming from somewhere underneath the bulb, but she was unable to lean over far enough to see underneath before the light went out, leaving her with only the light above her once again.
Since this is obviously a prey-trapping mechanism, she thought, already starting to force herself to spit out the sap as it built up in her mouth and trying to yank it out with her free hooves, it’s probably best I don’t eat this stuff. May not be fatal to ponies, but if it’s fatal to other creatures, it’s probably not gonna keep me healthy.
However, in response to this, the tentacle in her mouth forced itself further back into her throat and started to spill the sap into her throat directly, which caused her to gag and sputter as it conflicted with her breathing, and her reflexes betrayed her again as she guled even more of it down.
Got to get out soon… she thought. Got to get back… to the Empire…
Considering the lip of the bulb had left her wings free, her next attempt at escape was as powerful a flap as she could muster, but the moment she tried that route, the things holding her legs down tightened their grip and pulled her even further in. The tentacle in her mouth did yet another squirt of the sap, which fired off the swallow reflex and disrupted her flapping, which was enough of a window for the plant to sneak another tentacle behind her and wrap itself around her exposed midsection, binding her wings to her back.
No magic, no flight… could her raw earth pony strength free her?
A few tugs on her lower hooves later, the answer was no. She was good and trapped. And the moment she quit her struggling, even for a moment, the things holding her legs down pulled, sliding her even more into the plant and trapping almost the entirety of her wings. The lip of the bulb now came up to just under the joints of her front hooves.
Oh no, oh no oh no oh no!
Her struggling renewed, but now that even more of her was trapped inside of the bulb, she didn’t have much else left to struggle with. Whatever this plant wanted with her, it damn well made sure it was going to get it, and there was nothing else she could do about it.
As if the universe had a very cruel sense of humor, the moment that realization went through her mind, she felt something prod against her inner thigh.
Oh, you’ve got to be feathering kidding me… she thought, in a mixture of revulsion, horror, and morbid amusement simply due to the timing of whatever had just touched her.
The thing prodded her again, now a bit closer to the place she hoped it wasn’t going to go.
No no no, not there. Do not go there, please!
The third time it prodded at her, it found it. And the moment it did, it surged inside of her. She let out a shriek as the object slid straight and deep into her vagina.
“MMMMMOTHERB--” she was able to force out around the tentacle lodged into her mouth, before it closed off any more noise with another jab into her throat. More of its sap spilled down into her stomach, forcing her to swallow lest she drown herself trying to scream out for help.
No no no no NO!
The tentacle in her marehood had started to leak something, which was igniting the spark of lust inside of her and causing her essence to slowly start to trickle out around the invader.
STOP!
But it did not stop.
In fact, the leaking became full on spurting. And with each spurt, her lust increased tenfold, until a short eternity later, she had become a panting mess, feeling her juices slide down onto the invader steadily.
Focus, she thought, trying hard to ignore the ever-increasing desire to let herself be fucked by this plant. There has to be a way out.
Almost as if it could sense what she was thinking, her binds within the bulb increased significantly, pulling her downward onto the thing that was invading her pussy.
P-please… her thoughts had become. N-not… not this.
Mother Nature, it turned out, had a wicked sense of humor. It did indeed start to do just that.
The tentacle in her marehood started to slide in and out. Each time it slid out, her walls ached with need and clenched around the empty space left behind. And each time it slid back in, more of her juices leaked out around the invading tentacle. And each cycle, Twilight felt her mind grow more and more hazy, even as she continued to try and force out a cry for help past the tentacle that was spilling its essence down her throat.
For several excruciatingly-long moments, the plant gently thrust in and out of her. It seemed to understand that it had all the time in the world to play with its food before it ate her, so it was clearly taking its sweet time.
Just kill me now… Twilight mentally moaned, panting despite herself as the plant started to increase the tempo of its thrusts, ever so slightly. The smoldering heat in her core was throbbing almost painfully, the thrusting only doing the bare minimum to relieve her of this unnatural arousal.
But unfortunately, the plant decided to prolong her humiliation.
She first felt something small and wriggly start to poke and prod around her tailhole. Her eyes widened as the implications went through her pleasure-dulled mind.
Not there too!
The wriggling thing found its mark and slid in very quickly. It was much thinner, far less invasive than the tentacle violating her marehood. So at least there was that. But it didn’t go very far in before it started to splurt something inside of her yet again, something the walls of her rectum were absorbing quickly, and which only stoked the fires of her core, making them burn even hotter.
Now both of her lower entrances were screaming to be filled.
As soon as it had spilled its payload, the small tentacle slid out quickly, before being replaced almost immediately by a much thicker tentacle, one that seemed comparable in size to the one still thrusting away in her marehood. Thankfully, its sap seemed to be an effective lubricant, as it didn’t take much effort for the tip to find purchase in her rear cavern.
Then it pushed the rest of itself in.
Twilight convulsed around the tentacles, screaming around the one feeding her the sap, and came hard. Every limp stiffened and writhed, every nerve was wracked with pleasure, even her vision seemed to go white.
This plant had just given her the best orgasm of her life, and she didn’t want it to.
Finally, after a whimper, she slumped in her binds. The plant hadn’t even stopped fucking her, and had even sped up both tentacles while she was in orgasm.
What else could she expect?
The answer came as the tentacle in her vagina started to zero in on her womb. It was unmistakable. The tentacle was now thrusting deeper and deeper, brushing up against her innermost walls, and seeming to search for something.
Twilight had no doubt in the world what it was.
Finally, the tentacle found its mark, brushing up against the cervix and locating the entrance to her innermost sanctum. And once it found its mark, it started to push.
It wasn’t a painful push, but it was still firm. And it still managed to force a little of itself into her.
Twilight whimpered in the plant’s grasp. It may not have been trying to hurt her, but it was still painful. Millimeter by millimeter, the tentacle slowly pushed its way in. It felt like forever, but after several tense moments, the tentacle had entered her uterus.
Once it was there, it seemed to lock itself into place somehow. Twilight wasn’t sure how she knew, but she could definitely feel it, as if it had
Why?
No sooner had this thought crossed her mind than a large lump pressed up against her butt, within the tentacle that was lodged in her womb.
No… was all her exhausted mind could muster, before the lump was forced into her.
She screamed again around the tentacle in her mouth, this time from a mix of pain and pleasure. The line between the two had almost vanished at this point.
The thing made its way up her tunnel, stretching her walls and sending every nerve it touched into a frenzy, before it, too, reached her inner walls. With an almighty contraction, the tentacle inside of her forced it past, and with a scream, she came once again as the thing settled inside of her.
Once it was snugly sitting inside of her innermost cavern, she felt the tentacle that had placed it there withdraw, sliding out of her uterus and back into her pussy, where it began to gently thrust once again, almost as if to say “I’m sorry”.
But Twilight didn’t care. She had almost lost the ability to be aware of anything entirely.
With a final moan of pain, pleasure, and utter exhaustion, she slumped forward onto the bulb, and her mind went blank.
She didn’t know how long she simply sat there, bereft of energy and completely unable to do anything other than let the plant fuck her senseless. The light above her had shifted significantly, but it was hard to be aware of anything except the pistoning tentacles in her pussy and ass, and the occasional squirt of fluids as the plant came inside of her… or the orgasmic ecstasy as she came on it.
“Oh…” she cooed as one particularly forceful thrust from the tentacle stimulated her sweet spot in just the right way. She would have shouted it louder, but her voice was already raw from the screaming and the tentacle lodged in her throat. It was a wonder she even forced that out.
A few more hard thrusts later, and the tentacles spilled even more of their fluid into her, which sent her over the edge yet again. With little more than a loud moan, she came once more, convulsing in the plant’s grasp.
And as her strength left her once again, she fell limp onto the plant as it withdrew the tentacles from within her. It almost seemed to be doing it gently, trying not to overwhelm her like a lover would, but maybe that was just a flight of fancy on her part. Indeed, only a few moments after it was out, another tentacle pushed its way back in and resumed fucking her at high speed, and it was soon joined by another tentacle in her anus. Both of them set to pistoning in and out, alternating so they could eke maximum pleasure from her.
The new weight in her belly only added to it. She felt so full. Rather like she was pregnant, though she had nothing to compare it to. Whatever it was that the plant had stuck inside of her made it even harder to escape, since now she would have to get her swollen tummy out of the bulb’s vice-grip on her upper barrel.
In the hazy aftermath of her latest orgasm, she noticed that she felt what little of her mana she had left in her slowly start to seep away. It was as though something was draining her magical reserves, and given this didn’t happen until her impregnation, it wasn’t hard to figure out what.
“Ngh,” she grunted. The plant had started thrusting with both tentacles at the same time, pushing as deep as they could, before pulling back. The one in her marehood kept grazing her g-spot ever so slightly, just enough to make her see stars. The one in her tailhole was pushing deeper and deeper than she’d thought possible.
Twilight tensed, wondering just how far it wanted to push. It was going deeper and deeper with each passing thrust, pulling back only a tiny amount, and then pushing deeper again. Thankfully, the squishiness of the tentacle meant that there was minimal chafing of her unlubricated asshole, but the deeper it went, the more concerning it got…
...and the better it felt.
Vaguely she wondered if it was trying to go all the way through, and felt the tiniest flickers of pleasure at the mere thought of being little more than a cocksleeve for one of its tentacles.
But then, just as she started to relax and dwell on that pleasurable thought, the tentacle in her vagina lunged forward and pierced her deepest barrier yet again.
Twilight yelped around the tentacle in her mouth. It was far easier than last time-- no doubt it would take some time for it to be difficult to do again-- but it was still surprising. With her cervix penetrated, the tentacle in her pussy started to… pull?
Yes, it was very clearly making some kind of suction. Only…. nothing inside of her felt like it was disappearing or being pulled.
Twilight looked down toward her belly, though she couldn’t see inside of the bulb that had her trapped. What was it siphoning?
Before she could properly think about it, the tentacle in her ass started to thrust again after a momentary delay, renewing the pleasure and causing her to forget about the siphoning almost entirely. It kept her distracted for a solid several seconds while the tentacle siphoning whatever it wanted out of her did its work, sending her to higher and higher peaks of pleasure.
When the tentacle in her pussy finally seemed to have finished its job, the suction stopped all of a sudden, and with it, the rhythmic thrusting in her ass. Twilight glanced down at the bulb again, half-dreading, half-anticipating what was to come next.
Suddenly, another bulge pushed up against her and was forced into her. It didn’t feel nearly as large, but it still rubbed up against her walls in all the right ways as it made its journey up into her womb. When it breached her cervix, not nearly as painfully as the thing that sat in her belly had been, she felt a sudden warmth blossom in her belly.
It certainly wasn’t an extra thing, that much she could tell. Perhaps it was a liquid. In any case, it seemed to make her impossibly warm and set her senses on overdrive. The sudden intensification of feeling overwhelmed her. She cried out, writhing once again as she came, spilling her juices around the tentacle that was pouring its contents inside of her, and her stomach swelled as the fluids had nowhere to go but in.
Exhausted and overwhelmed, Twilight felt herself slump over the bulb of the plant, and she blacked out.
She did not know how long she was there, helpless as the plant relentlessly fucked her. Up above, the daylight had started to fade, and she was afraid she was going to be trapped out here for a very long time.
“...please…” she croaked, it barely escaping around the tentacle in her mouth as little more than a gurgle.
The thing that had been pushed into her womb seemed to be sapping the magic from her as it came, as none of her magic had yet to return after it had initially been drained by the plant, meaning she was stuck here until she was either let go by the plant or rescued by somecreature else. Did the yaks know about this place? Or only the Crystal Ponies?
A light rustling above her got her attention, but she almost felt too tired to even look up. And in any case, it was probably just the wind.
“Twilight?”
The sound of Cadance’s voice was like an elixir. At first, she wanted nothing more than to curl up and hide away. The last thing she wanted to do was be seen like this, pathetic and devoid of any fight left in her. But her survival instincts won her over, and her head mustered every ounce of strength it had to crane up above, where Cadance was indeed looking down at her.
“Oh good,” Cadance let out a relieved sigh. “I was worried for a while. Some ponies got back to the empire exclaiming that they’d heard shouting but couldn’t find the source of it, and I was wondering if something bad had happened.”
“...gck…” Twilight tried to force past the tentacle, only letting out a pathetic dribble as the sap that was in her mouth slopped down her chin. Why wasn’t Cadance helping her!?
“So, you’re probably wondering why you’re getting raped by a tentacle plant right now, and why I’m not lifting a hoof to help,” she said, speaking matter-of-factly, despite Twilight straining to free herself from the plant’s maw. “Well, short version is, I was hoping you’d stumble across one of these while you were out here. In case you haven’t heard about it, you’ve found a Magic roper pod.”
Magic… roper pod? Twilight’s mind thought dully.
“Basically, it’s pollination season, and they require mares,” Cadance laid herself down on her belly by the edge, simply watching Twilight get used by the plant while she went on her explanation. “They feed off of the latent magic in a mare, then they push a seed inside of a mare’s womb to siphon off even more magic in order to fertilize it. Then they’ll keep the mare around for a week until the seed is ready to be planted, and they’ll induce ‘birth’, so to speak-- it’s quite painless, don’t worry--, and let the mare go once it’s finished.”
A… week?
“Fantastic way to alleviate stress,” Cadance sighed dreamily. “It even feeds you that really nice sweet sap, and it’s perfectly absorbed by your digestive system, and it even makes the pleasure you feel much more intense. Kinda wish I was able to go on a vacation of my own right now, but well, Shining’s already got a week-long appointment with an Alraune plant not too far from here and someone’s gotta raise Flurry and watch the Empire...” she rolled her eyes, clearly deaf to Twilight’s struggles. “Still, I’ve got a few open weeks when he gets back.”
“...help…” Twilight was able to sputter out.
“Anyway,” Cadance stood up, apparently ignoring or just unable to hear her, “the plant’s gonna pod you up soon. Always does that close to night time on the first day. After that, well,” she smirked, “enjoy yourself. That’s when the fun really starts. Nothing beats a week becoming one with nature. I’ll take the knapsack back so you don’t lose it,” she added, picking up the pack that the plant had tossed away. “See you in a week, ladybug!”
As Cadance unfurled her wings and flew off, leaving Twilight to watch after her, there was a shuffling from behind her. Twilight glanced around and saw that there seemed to be a sort of bell-shaped plant structure descending on her. Vaguely she noticed that the top of it appeared connected to the plant she was currently bound to, but what was more pressing was the fact that a number of tentacles were already wiggling and spilling out of the mouth of the other half of the plant as it slowly descended on her. No sooner had they come within reach than those tentacles set to rubbing and caressing every inch of her, but her wings seemed to draw the most, which only caused her involuntary pleasure to go through the roof.
As everything disappeared around her, Twilight’s last coherent thoughts disappeared as the assault on her loins renewed. Her resistance was gone, and she was, for the next several days, at the total mercy of the plant.
Author's Note
Been sitting on this one for a while. Finally able to get it out.
May your pants stay dry, may your dreams be wet, and something something go clop to my latest monstrosity already.
