The Darkest Vine
“Are we there yet?” Spike asked. He was sitting atop Twilight, as the two attempted to navigate their way through the Everfree Forest, back to their friends.
“I don’t know where we are…” Twilight’s eyes widened. “We’re lost!” Head hanging low, she sat down. “I never should’ve left my friends…”
“We can’t just give up.” Spike jumped off of Twilight’s back and walked towards a big tree. “Maybe if I get up there, I’ll be able to spot ‘em!”
Climbing up the tree, he sprinted to the ledge of a dead branch. Shoving vines aside, he smiled. “Well, what do ya know?”
Yet on the ground below, Twilight was so focused on watching Spike climb that she failed to watch the area around herself. The jet black vines all over the forest had focused their evil intentions on the alicorn, ready to feed on the raw magic resting within her body. She felt their presence as well, but before she could react they had already surrounded her.
“This isn’t good…” Twilight said to herself as she the vines crept closer. Her mind frantically tried to figure out something, anything to escape.
Her eyes kept darting from one vine to another until she remembered the simple fact she had a horn on her head. Twilight quickly tried to cast a spell, but before she could she was suddenly sprayed with a thick mist. A harsh cough left her and her magic became unresponsive, her horn only letting off small sparks. She realized that she’d been cut off from her magic. Gritting her teeth, Twilight tried to flare up her horn again, yet only took another face full of mist to show for it.
“Ah, stop… spraying me!” Twilight rasped as she covered her face.
Her legs felt wobbly and she struggled to stand as another blast hit her. Doing her best to stay up, she looked to the tree Spike climbed up in an effort to scream for help.
Spike… help me… the weakened Twilight tried to say, instead only managing to inaudibly groan, constantly getting hit with the mist.
“Hey, Twilight! They’re… Twilight?” Spike shouted as he turned around but stopped as he heard her weak screams.
Twilight coughed repeatedly, heavily. Her body continued to lose its strength as she wobbled back and forth, trying to find an opening to escape through. Spike gasped as he spotted his friend being surrounded by multiple black claw-shaped vines, spraying mist onto her from all sides.
“Twilight!” Spike shouted as he debated jumping off the tree and fighting the vines himself. “I’ll save you!”
Staring down, Spike suddenly realized that helping her out alone wouldn’t end very well. Watching the vines spray the mist in her face, Spike knew he would need help, and thankfully, their friends weren’t very far away from their location. Running back to the middle of the tree, Spike grabbed onto it and quickly let himself slide down, breathing fire at any vines that attempted to grab him. Once he hit the bottom, Spike saw Twilight topple over in the corner of his eyes and knew he had no time to waste.
“Don’t worry, Twilight! I’ll get our friends!” Spike shouted over his shoulder as he ran in the direction of the others.
Twilight’s eyes opened wearily. She laid on the ground, slowly waking up. Her body felt weak and her mind hazy. The last thing she remembered was being attacked by plants and Spike yelling at her that he was getting help. As more of her memory returned, Twilight felt a bit of adrenaline surge through her system and attempted to pull her body back up. A sudden spray of mist from the plants surrounding her brought her mind and body quickly back to earth. A raspy cough escaped her throat as she felt numb all over and couldn’t bring herself to move.
Desperate to escape, Twilight tried to concentrate enough of her mind to fire off a spell, but just like before, her horn only sparked a bit.
“Somepony… help me…” Twilight had barely any power behind her words. Another stream of mist was sent over her body, and her sleepy eyes instantly fell shut again as she coughed once more. “What do you want from me!?” she helplessly asked between sore breaths.
There was no verbal reply, only more mist, but the plant was about to answer her question.
Something started to feel different. Twilight tried to open her eyes once more, and noticed the remaining mist slowly vaporizing. She frowned, as far as she could in her current situation anyway. Why is this mist pink?
Another stream of the now pink haze hit her. Slowly, Twilight started to feel her numbed senses coming back. Her nose started working again first, and she smelled the sweet scent that was in the air, then her lips and tongue picking up a salty yet sugary taste.
As her strength started to return ever so slightly, she started getting up again, though not on her own accord. A new feeling crept towards her consciousness, and she started to realize what it was: warmth. Slowly spreading from below her belly, the warmth started to seep into all regions of her body.
She stood there, shaky legs barely managing to keep her standing upright, as the feeling got stronger and stronger. Her sleepy eyes fiddled around, trying to get a clearer view on the situation while her brain tried to assemble the puzzle to the rather comfortable yet numbing experience she was feeling.
Suddenly, her hind legs started to shake, as yet another feeling crawled over her body: wetness. The gears in her mind slowly started to click into place, and she realized what it was. She knew that wet feeling very well. This isn’t the right place for this, why am I feeling… Twilight started to ask herself before another wave of mist hit her body, most of it concentrated around her face.
Standing there, black vines furiously slithered in the air, and without an end in sight, kept engulfing her with pink mist. She just stood there dumbfounded. Why am I not doing anything? Why can’t I move? she asked herself, unable to break free from her stupor.
Another blast of mist hit her face. Twilight noticed it was black before she came fully back to her senses. She blinked a few times, breaking the last shackles of her sleepiness. As she looked up with bleary eyes, she saw four black claws silently hovering inches away from her muzzle.
She tried to scream, tried to run away from the danger and use the little chance of escape she had. Instead, she didn’t move a muscle, an emotionless expression on her face, and continued to stare at the vines.
Something was different now. Somehow, the creatures seemed much less antagonizing than before. There was no threatening aura coming from them. No evilness, no intention to destroy.
As if led by black claws, Twilight slowly stood up and took a step towards them, then another, and then another. She had no control over her actions; her body felt like strings were tugging her along, guiding her to do its bidding—a simple puppet being controlled by a master. She couldn’t fight it, her body refused to acknowledge any sort of idea to escape. All she could do was watch and scream internally as she kept moving forward. Coming to a stop, Twilight found her face was an inch away from one of the vines, and she felt the light heat radiating off of it onto her skin.
A single phrase escaped her mouth, mumbled between hypnotized lips, enslaved by the magical pink mist that hit her earlier. “Have me.”
Her ears reflexively stiffed up as she witnessed a new set of sounds—stretching and cracking—beginning to get louder behind her. The fear of the unknown sound made Twilight slowly move her head around, looking at the massive, black, spike-covered vine growing behind her.
Innerly she started hyperventilating lightly; her heart rate quickened, yet it didn’t show on the outside of her body. She appeared calm and if anyone saw her, they would have easily thought she was just staring at the vines around her.
Then, moments later, she felt something start to wind around and up her hind legs. Looking down at them, she saw a small spurt of blackness twirling around them, not much thicker than the tip of Twilight’s horn. Instead of sharp spikes and thorns, these new vines had small round bumps on the outside. As she watched, they traced a small circle on the inside of her moistened thighs, sending a small shiver through her spine. She closed her eyes as she let the vines tease her, only to open them as she heard something else off to the side.
She watched as a new, softer tentacle emerged from the mist. This one was different from the rest, mainly due to the fact that its surface was glistening, as if it was slick with something. Twilight could see the same small bumps on it like the rest of the vines, but they looked more smooth and almost looked like they pulsed with life, just like the ones securing her hind legs.
Though it worried her greatly, Twilight couldn’t help but feel the need of letting it… touch her. The way it glimmered made her body shaky and it only got worse as she watched it moved towards her legs. As it wrapped around her left leg, Twilight noticed that this one was unlike the other vines. While the ones that held her captive were rough on her skin, this new vine felt soft to the touch, and was very smooth, as if it was living flesh.
Once the vine was wrapped around her leg tightly, it started to reach for her dripping marehood and began teasing it gently. A sharp gasp escaped her throat and all her senses in her body commanded her to move. She tried to do so, but the only reaction she gave was a twitch of her leg, showing that all her willpower was for nothing. The vine’s tip tickled the outsides of her soaked lips, alternating between each side in a steady rhythm, then it began dancing around her clitoris.
Twilight moaned, and another question popped in her mind. Why am I enjoying this?
As though it wanted to reply to her helpless but welcomed situation, the vine thrust itself into Twilight’s pussy, slowly and steadily working its way further inside. Another moan escaped her mouth, and she felt the soft tingling of the blunt, light-blue knobs rushing over her hind leg as the tip of it descended deeper into her tight love canal.
It hit her womb and stopped, resting there for a few agonizing moments. Then as slowly as it had entered, it slid out of Twilight’s pussy again. The small yet very noticeable creature tickled the insides of her walls with its tip as it leaped out, sending off tiny waves of pleasure as it left her.
An inch before it escaped the lips keeping it in place, the vine shot back inside. “Naargh!” Twilight screamed at the unexpected assault on her marehood. The vine didn’t hesitate to furiously slide in and out of Twilight, the tiny knobs speeding against her insides with relentless might.
Lost in her ecstatic self, Twilight didn’t notice another vine slowly crawling up her other hind leg, identical to the currently working one—at first anyway. The vine pulled on her leg, spreading it enough to make her pussy more accessible before it continued to slither up. As it started to reach for her marehood, it immediately sped inside to join its brother, being instantly lubricated by Twilight’s moist and dripping pussy.
No! Stop it! Get out of me! I shouldn’t be enjoying this! Twilight screamed in her mind as her mouth hung agape. With its perfectly synchronized speed, mirroring the first vine’s steady pattern, the second vine moved with ease, hitting deep and sending pure pleasure throughout her whole being. Twilight started to feel her wetness leaking out of her body and falling onto the ground more than ever.
She felt dirty that her body was enjoying the violation it was receiving. She tried to move any of her legs in a desperate attempt to escape, but the only thing that came out of it was playful wiggles that made it look like she was truly enjoying it. She moaned blissfully as the vines sped up their procedure more and more, threatening to tear the alicorn apart.
A third vine emerged from the ground, directly aiming for Twilight’s private parts instead of going the long way around her legs first. It strobed over her moist pussy to wetten itself quickly, and then aimed for a new goal. “Ahh!” squeaked Twilight as the new creature plunged itself inside her anus, slowly but still eagerly starting to move in and out of it as well.
Twilight barely found the time to get used to it. Her heart skipped a beat as she dared to open her eyes for a second. Before her was an inch-thick vine, moving towards her direction with slow but steady pace. The spikes were not blunted, but instead were completely missing from the front.
It slithered and swayed in front of her, wordlessly telling her to open her mouth so it could go in. Twilight could hear words echoing in her mind, softly whispering at her to listen and obey. Twilight focused all her might keeping her mouth closed and it worked—for the most part. She held out as long as she could, until the feeling of sharp spikes started to poke at her flesh, giving her the warning to open up or else. Keeping strong, Twilight held out until a blast of pink mist suddenly hit her, and eventually her willpower failed her. Pushing any rational thoughts and questions to the back of her mind, Twilight opened her mouth wide while letting her tongue slip out. A soft “ah” left her mouth, telling the dangling vine in front of her it was good to enter, and it moved even closer to her mouth.
“Take me,” Twilight muttered to her own horror.
Her wish was granted when she felt the sickly sweetness of the object storming her mouth, sliding over her teeth and barely halting before her throat’s entrance. Sharing the time scheme and patterns with its three companions working on Twilight’s behind, it sped in and out with lustful might.
Twilight lost all control of both her body and mind. There was no fighting it; she couldn’t break free and she knew that she was a submissive slave to the vines’ desires. Her attempts to be filled caused her to act more playful and made her mind beg for the violation to continue. Twilight lifted her bottom up, hoping to get the vines to speed up, as she eagerly tried to lick up every drop of her saliva mixed with the vine’s own extract. Her wish was misunderstood, with a new set of four vines extending towards her four legs. She shot her eyes down towards her fore legs, noticing and feeling the black objects tightening themselves around her hooves.
Then, with one forceful thrust, the four new vines lifted the captured alicorn up to the sky, exposing her mare parts to the dark forest as they stretched her legs into all directions, entrapping her in the air. A lustful yet forced moan, muffled by the vine in her mouth, escaped her lungs. She shifted her eyes around, and started to notice a growing number of vines of all shapes and sizes emerging and staring at her—some thin as a strain of hair, some as big as a tree with even more inducing, light-blue spikes covering it.
Though her eyes continued to shift about, Twilight didn’t see the thin vine move closer to her body. It didn’t wait. As the two vines continued to pleasure her marehood and wrapped the tip of itself around her clitoris. It stroked the engorged nub furiously, grinding itself around it while it flicked the edge of it in a tongue-like fashion.
Another muffled moan of pleasure left Twilight and her whole body tingled with hypersensitivity as the vines moved in and out of her with extreme ease. She just stared forward mindlessly as the tentacles continued to work. There were no changes in their speed, each one moving the same intensity, driving her closer and closer to an eventual climax. She knew it was coming, and even though part of her mind didn’t want to experience the sensation, she waited until a sharp twitch hit her nethers, just enough to make her legs curl slightly.
The sensation of an orgasm made her teeth clench slightly against the vine working on her throat, and it only made that vine work faster and harder. Her body clenched around the two vines inside her marehood, causing them to slow down slightly while they relentlessly pounded away. The hot fluid coated the vines, making them so wet that when they pulled out and went back in, a wet slap played out.
They continually pounded her tight hole, letting her almost revel in the feeling. For seconds she truly started to enjoy it, but as that feeling was building up, the vines slithered out and left her body hanging. The other vines followed suit; the one in her ass left and the one in her mouth slipped out. She stared with tired and confused eyes until they went wide as a new vine moved in front of her eyes.
Oh my gosh, that one is… so big. Much like the previous vine that was assaulting her pussy, this one had the same round bumps, but was much thicker. Opening her mouth to speak, she found the words wouldn’t come and could only stare at the vine in front of her. Finally after a few seconds, the vine moved under her eye sight and brushed against her stomach before it slithered its tip across her slit and prodded it in a gentle manner that only frightened the frozen mare even more.
No! That’s… that’s too big! Feeling a surge of fear hit her, Twilight wiggled her back legs, desperately trying to close them and save herself the pain, and eventual pleasure, she was about to feel. Again, it was fruitless and the vines holding her legs simply tugged them to the side, making them stay nicely spread.
Content with how much room it had, the vine at her rear started to rub itself more onto her soaking wet slit, letting itself get excited and ready for the next act of penetration. Seconds felt like centuries for Twilight as she waited for the plant to thrust itself inside of her, and just as she wanted to scream, the vines around her legs tightened up and the big vine pushed itself in.
“Nnngh!” screamed Twilight at the violent thrust, expected and desired, yet still forceful. As the black creature prodded deep inside her broken-in pussy with shocking ease, its bumps—bigger than the previous ones—grinded against her walls with mind-splitting might, the irregular layout of it not allowing the alicorn to adjust to the pattern while it slid in.
As with the previous smaller vines that had worked her up, the big one made the moment as slow as possible, each split of an inch taking what Twilight imagined as an agonizing eternity. It eventually hit her cervix, sending a small shiver through the alicorn with its size. Slowly, yet steadily, it started sliding out of Twilight again.
Halfway through its process of escaping her insides, Twilight’s eyes shot up. The black object had started rotating around in circles, slowly drilling its knobs against her insides. It was only a moment later that Twilight realized the vine was already completely out of her when it began speeding up its circular motions. Throwing all sense of rational thought aside, she lifted her rear up once more. “Come… on!” she said, heavy breaths muffling the command to an almost inaudible set of simple moans.
Yet the physical meaning behind Twilight presenting herself further to the vine was all it needed to understand. Increasing its drilling speed once more, just the tip prodding inside of Twilight, it thrust itself inside once more. Her lungs emitted a loud scream as the object reunited with her once more. Twilight instantly felt like she was being torn apart as the lightning-fast, rotating knobs drilled against her insides. Realizing it overdid it, the vine slightly reduced its circular speed and instead began moving in and out of Twilight with an increasing pace.
Not far away from the part that worked on her, a slightly blunted spike slowly started breaking away from the main vine. With its soft pin, it slowly started working its way towards Twilight’s erect clitoris, keeping its position perfectly steady despite the main root beginning to increase its speed even more. Reaching it, the single spike very gently stroked the small yet sensitive nub on Twilight, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her.
As the blue-silvery cone started to play and dance around her clitoris, the giant vine started to begin rutting Twilight harder, drilling inside of her faster and faster with every passing second, as it did the same with its thrusts in and out of her. Though it hurt Twilight, the drilling sensation was strong enough for her to get more aroused than ever. The extra stimulation from the spike made her more horny, yet very scared at the same time. There was fear, arousal, and so many more mixed emotions swirling through her mind that Twilight couldn’t think straight. She didn’t even sense her next orgasm coming up before until it was too late.
“Oh, Celestia, I can’t take anymore,” Twilight whimpered as the climax rocked her exhausted body, making her fall fully limp. “It fe-feels so good, yet so wrong...”
Thankfully, her body started to regain its will to move and the plants could sense it. The vine stopped drilling her, only to increase its thrusting speed for its own messy finish. Twilight didn’t even care that it was about to finish inside of her, and the only thing she did was moan and stare mindlessly forward. She stared teary-eyed until she felt a new sensation fill her.
Her eyes went wide and she felt a large amount of sticky fluid eject into her pussy. Looking back, Twilight watched weird green fluid fall to the ground from her entrance, while at the same time feeling her backside go completely numb.
It came inside of... me. As Twilight thought those words, the large vine pulled itself out and quickly disappeared. Done feasting on the magic radiating from her body, the rest of the vines unravelled from her and let her drop to the ground. Too tired and exhausted to do anything, Twilight let herself fall and she hit the ground with a hard thud. She breathed heavily, her marehood still numb from being filled. The rest of her body ached from being wrapped for so long.
“I… need to escape before that happens again,” Twilight spoke softly to herself as she weakly fluttered her wings in an attempt to fly.
The plants heard her and knew they had one last thing to do. Quickly positioning themselves, the plants began to spray her with a yellow mist.
“No, what… now?” Twilight stopped mid sentence as her mind became hazy and it felt like she was starting to wake up from a dream. She felt her memory slipping and felt her body struggling to stay awake as endless amounts of mist sprayed at her.
Why do I feel like I’m… forgetting things? A throbbing pain entered Twilight’s head and the mist started to make her forget what just happened to her. As much as she wanted to erase the memory from her mind, Twilight knew that if that would happen she would have been used and abused without knowing. She tried desperately to keep her mind in check, but it proved futile. Eventually all thoughts and memories of what just happened were gone and she laid on the ground like a scared and confused filly.
“What just… happened to me?”
Stream after stream of mist was sprayed onto Twilight, as the helpless alicorn half-consciously lay on her back, eyes closed and a single hoof instinctively, yet for unknown reasons, trying to cover up her filled tummy. Her ears were barely able to pick up the cacophony of slimy noises echoing around her.
From her numbed situation she didn’t notice one of the five claw-vines surrounding her slowly creeping closer. The continuous onslaught of mist was interrupted as an unexpected screech pierced through the monotone sounds. The claw leaped forwards, its fangs spreading apart to grab Twilight.
Suddenly, however, another set of vines was wrapped around the creature, forcing it shut. With a violent pull it was thrown towards a ground, and Twilight heard the sound of a hoof stomping onto it there, then spitting something out.
“Listen here, you rabid rhododendrons!” she wearily heard Applejack shouting. “You mess with one of us, you mess with all of us!”
Twilight’s consciousness slowly came back to her, as the previously steady stream of numbing mist was interrupted. She groggily opened her eyes a bit, and saw her five friends standing before her, eager smiles plastered on their faces.
“Up here!” Rainbow Dash yelled, motioning the vines to follow her, and she dashed towards the sky.
In rapid succession of events, Twilight saw her friends playing with the black objects that had previously tormented her like they were toys. They jumped over them, tricked them into colliding with each other, and made them get tangled around trees. In the end, all that remained was a pile of four angry plants trying to get out of their tangled prison.
“Ta-da!” Pinkie shouted, presenting the finished work of art. Twilight’s eyes flashed as she saw the fifth plant, still running freely, speeding towards her oblivious pink friend. She tried to stand up and collected all the energy that remained inside of her, her horn lighting up. It released an energy blast, striking the claw dead-center just a moment before it could harm Pinkie, making it explode into all directions and fall to the ground.
Twilight took a small breath and let the light around her horn die. With painful movements she slowly stood up, and with half-opened eyes she looked at her friends assembling around her.
“I sure am glad you came looking for us,” Applejack said.
Twilight smiled. “Not as glad as I am that you found me.”
As quickly as her smile came, it disappeared as Twilight felt a strange sensation in her gut. Looking down at it, she wondered what was causing it to hurt slightly as she started to walk.