Mindscape RP: Array's Encounter With The Boss
"Hmmm... now what?" The alicorn said, looking around. They'd returned, again, to that bloody circular room. There were so many paths to take behind those six doors, yet the tree around them saw it fit to consisitent block their progress with those vines. The same vines that seemed all too interested in the pony and her partner.
"Not sure. We could try another of the revealed doors," The foal on her back suggested, crawling up onto her head. The two looked around, though the doors all seemed to be sealed off. Now what? They didn't even have a way out now!
The answer to that question was promptly answered by a shriek, and the alicorn's head suddenly feeling quite a bit lighter.
"Huh?"
"Mama! Help!"
"What?!"
The alicorn spun around, eyes scanning for the child that was once with her. The receding form of a red body into the shadows marked her target, and she charged forward with maniacal purpose; one of those tentacles had smacked her in the flank before, what were they gonna do with him!? Not even that, but a tree with a dungeon in it couldn't be safe in the slightest!
"Reid!"
"Mama, help! S-Shoot the tentacles, quick!"
A surge of power flew to the alicorn's horn, and a blast of light ripped through the air right next to the tentacle. It jerked from the searing wave of air passing through it, but it didn't do much to distract it from its goal. The tip of the tentacle quested along the torso of the colt, prodding around. It found its mark for only a tap, the next thrust meeting the cold steel of his sword.
"Oh HELL NO, you are NOT going up there!" He shouted, struggling against the vine, "Mama Array, quick! Just s-"
The scene before him stopped him in his tracks; a vine was wrapped around the alicorn's flank! Didn't she even know it was there!? "Mama!"
"W-What? Hang on, I'm trying ot get you out!" She didn't even know the damn thing was there! Another few bolts tore through the atmosphere, lighting a bit of it on fire from the sheer heat, one passing just short of the tentacle.
"M-Mama, you've got one of those things on you!"
"Huh? I do?"
Just as oblivious as usual! Reid grunted and thrust the sword back, snipping off the tip of the tentacle. It wriggled in what he could only guess to be agony, and with a smirk, he brought the blade up and drove it down just in front of his chest. A quick drag of the sword against the vine freed him from his prison, but the speed at which he was moving caught him by surprise. By the time the colt could rise back to his hooves, Array was flying off into the darkness!
"MAMA!"
"Woah!" She shouted, flying off. Reid gave chase as quickly as his little legs could allow, short sword held in his mouth; he was pushed on by pure adrenaline now! Thoughts raced through his mind, horrific scenes of what could occur to his friend, and they only drove his sanity further to the snapping point.
Screams filled his consciousness, eyes widening as the red of pain and agony descended across the beach of his mind. He pushed harder and harder, trying to keep speed with his surrogate mother, but the race was lost before it even began. She was pulled away into the shadows, the darkness quickly surrendering to the light of a room.
Wait, there was a room at the end of this bloody tunnel? Reid fell as his hoof was betrayed by the ground, it quickly retreating from his rescue effort, and he faceplanted, sliding across v-v-VINES!
"Reid!"
The colt quickly jumped back to his hooves, looking around. Vines from every direction rose to meet their new playmate, but they were all quickly rejected with a quick flash of steel. The alicorn suspended above him hung by her flank, not being so lucky as to have a sharp implement for weed whacking. Resorting to the magic stored in her horn, she started firing at the vine wrapped around her royal rear, though it seemed to either dodge every shot, or her wild flailing prevented her aim from being above that of a foal with a new slingshot!
With growing frustration, her shots carried on as Reid tore through the vines below her. Both were caught up in their own little wars against the overgrowth, neither realized there was a third observer in the room... granted, this observer wasn't sapient like them. A small orb, pulsating a gentle purple, but the smooth exterior and dim color did nothing to hide its true purpose in the tree; it was a toxin, a horrid disease plaguing the entire dungeon, spreading vines, flowers, mushrooms and other alien overgrowth throughout the entire body of the Great Deku Tree, until it became a cancer that fed off the very life of its host.
And that host was dying, every second wasted by the two now at war within its depths. With every cut of the sword and every vine shot, two would rise back up to replace their comrades. The green tendrils seemed to become increasingly frustrated with their opponents, and made a rather sapient decision in their tactical assessment; go after the immobilized one first.
Two vines launched down from the ceiling by the command of some unseen overseer and wrapped around the alicorn's waist, bringing her into a standing position. The vines still wrapped around her flank were left free to quest and prod... having eyes would have made their search a lot easier, they could only go by touch. Still, they'd been trained on many bodies in the past, if the wrapped skeleton Reid saw before was any indication.
"Wooo!" A tap against her leg sent a quick shock through Array, cheeks flaring slightly; that was pretty close! "Hey, get off me!" She flailed around some more, bolts of sunlight flying off in every direction. The prodding continued, the vines wrapped around her waist struggling with increased difficulty to hold the Goddess in place. In order to at least focus the noise to her horn, and stop her incessant shouting, the waist vine extended and stuck its tip straight into her mouth.
"Mmph!!" She squeaked, feeling the rough texture against her tongue; it tasted horrible! The tip reached straight back into her throat, and it seemed to excrete some kind of... lubricant? Something was making it slick, and that stuff tasted even worse than the alien thing stuck in her mouth! She struggled against it, gagging as it prodded the back of her throat, and the rain of sunbolts continued on with increased frequency.
"MAMA!" Reid shouted, finally locking on the vine sealing the alicorn's voice, and he picked up his sprint. He started looking around for the source of the vines, eyes rocketing all over the room; it was like a giant sphere of moving green! Vines stretched in every direction like a bunch of walls, and he couldn't even find where the entrance was! They were locked in!
Locked in a room full of rapist vines!!!
The fear of being caught drove him on even faster, and he was soon running along the walls with the speed of a stallion with his flank on fire. His speeding eyes soon locked on the one thing that didn't belong, besides him and the Goddess; a purple light behind the wall! He sprinted up to it, the light growing stronger, forming a kind of sphere; maybe that was the source! Only one way to find out!
"MMPH!" Array squeaked as the vines continued their quest, rubbing along her legs. The consistent wrapping combined with that slimy stuff coming off them coated her legs in a cooling liquid, making the movement feel slick. It was kind of like a massage, the consistent wrapping... it felt sort of nice. They rose higher, the cold moving slowly up her hind legs, heat following quickly behind as her heart flew into overdrive. One of the vines ground against her belly as the tips prodded against her flank, rubbing against her Cutie Mark. The subtle taps combined with that chilling lubricant...
She'd have a few ideas if it weren't for the thing in her mouth. The thing that now started moving back and forth, agonizingly slow... rubbing up against her tongue like a stallion that just couldn't kiss right. It was distracting, but the cold taps moving closer to the base of her tail ripped the alicorn out of her kissing nightmare, the taps now becoming drags. They pressed into her flank, nearing that nether region that she'd thought was kept safe by her tail.
Tears now started running down from her eyes as reality set in, and her efforts started to weaken. The sunbolts continued to fly, now just going randomly around the room, torching vines unlucky enough to be in the way of an angry bolt of holy judgement. The drags kept on coming, despite her flails, as the tips came closer and closer to her royal slit.
A final tap, and it all stopped; had they receded? She blinked, looking around, that stupid vine still moving back and forth in her mouth.
Her vision suddenly ran red and her teeth clenched as something crashed straight into her plot, pressed in and passed right through the gate. It dove as deep as it could, though the lubricant of the vine was dragged off by her clenching ring, and it tore through her during its search. The tears returned anew, now a flood, as she shouted through the vine in her mouth; it was like getting getting punched in the gut, and the hoof didn't stop moving! "MMMMPH!"
Her mind fell back to the cleaning spell she used earlier, and her body soon irradiated with solar energy, the entire room recoiling at this bright visage of dawn. Vines all over started to burn in the presence of the light, and even the colt had to cover his eyes with his cap, some of it refracting off his sword. His chase before had been futile; the damn purple orb moved before he could stab it, but now he was keeping good pace with it!
"REID! H-Haaaa-help!" Array shouted, feeling the alien appendage riggle in her flank. She felt two more tentacles run up her hindlegs, probably hoping to join their brother, but simply saw fit to grab her flank and spread, rubbing it; the lubricant eased the process, but it didn't make it much more than inexperienced hooves running over her hips.
"Wh- holy!" Reid caught a glimpse of what was happening, and immediately regretted it; she was getting impaled! He shook his head and doubled his efforts, eyes shining in the light as he chased after that damnable purple orb; it had to be the source! "Come back here, you damned purple thing!"
The vine gave a few protesting twitches in Array's mouth, withering away in the extreme heat her body was giving off. It drove faster, deeper, trying to reach some safe sanctuary inside her body to try and escape the heat, but every thrust was rejected by a throaty cough. Strength left the appendage, and something dripped out of the tip as it finally died, preferring its grave to be where it ended up. She spat, but the lubricant hardened, gluing the tendril to her mouth.
"Help! R-R-Reeeeeaaaargh!" The tentacle stuck up her rear drew back, dragging against the flesh within, as its brother tapped around just below the ring. It found the top of her slit, dragging down against it. The world blurred slightly as lightning ran through her body, quickly striking at her brain; Celestia, that felt good... the cold lubricant dripped down, riding the curve of her vulva before finally running off the end of her lips, falling away. It stroked along over and over, and showed a touch more experience than its brothers; its touch was gentle, almost ghost-like.
All that could truly be felt was the lube from it dripping away from the tip of her vulva, strips of it reaching deeper... her cheeks flushed, the pain from her rear being hammered at an agonizingly slow rate, and the flavor of that terrible lubricant all playing background to the slow run and drip from her marehood.
"Ahhh... nnn..." she squeaked, the foal still sprinting about the room, flinging random curse words at his adversary; it was moving too fast! Array's mind fought for control over her body, the flow of magic never stopping, the bolts of light never ceasing their siege on every part of the room. She prayed that one of the shots would hit the thing touching at her nether regions, but a primal urge wanted to lean forward and let it in; she was burning, and not just from the cleaning spell. She simply decided to lock her muscles and keep the flow of magic up, wanting one of the shots to nail its target and free her.
The strokes became more purposeful, stronger, diving deeper, each one met with a gasp from the body before it. Its brother pressed on in its conquest of her flank, slamming in harder. The vine tried to get slick again, but that tight ring just kept shearing it off! It finally pulled out with a gasp from the alicorn, and it ran up against her thighs. The pressure against her vulva started to push through into her body, every stroke garnering a stronger reaction, a more powerful flash in her mind.
Until with a final shock, it entered, wasting no time in pressing up into her completely, the lube luckily not shearing off like its comrade's entry. She gasped, something thundering through her, causing her muscles to shudder; there wasn't a word to describe it! It drew out, the alicorn clenching down on it, to stop that drag from happening. It drove her mad, and it didn't help that that sick vine's brother was rubbing up ag-
"Ah!!" She shrieked, a new lightning strike hitting her very soul. The foal running about skid to a stop at this sound, daring not to look up at the source; he knew full well what was going on, and that he had to kill the thing doing this as quickly as possible. The shuddering of vines reached his ears, and he turned to the center of the room to see that damnable purple sphere rising up like some offering to the Gods... as if it could ever be considered so holy. With a quick smirk, he charged forward at the orb.
To the colt now sprinting towards the orb, this was a fight for both the ponies lives, but to the alicorn now seized in the grip of the living room, it was... inexplicable. The world was made of extremes to her; every press into her sent a resounding rumble of pleasure through her, every drive into her intestines brought a shocking ring of pain, and the left-behind flavor of the dead vine in her mouth simply made to upset her stomach. It all twisted into some horrific picture of emotion, the world flashing between pink and red as joy and agony warred to take control of the alicorn's mind. Though the victories and defeats felt great, the stalemates brought about the most amazing feelings.
The lower tendril would strike in, sparks flying out from her in a glorious light, followed by a thrust from the upper, casting her mind through a flaming Hell. Every alternation felt like being dragged between Tartarus and Paradise, the pain and pleasure blending together in a great process of strife and reward. Violating yet wonderful, she wanted it to end, but prayed for it to continue.
Her mind split into two sides, battling for dominance over the same land.
