Kuro and His Plantfu

	"Are you serious?! Are you sure there's no other jobs you can give me?"
	"Sorry, ma'am," the innkeeper adjusted his overalls, "But that's all I need done."
Rais crossed her arms with a huff. There was no way in hell that was going to happen.
	"You expect me to go into the forest, alone, and grab a leaf off a maedan?"
	"That's exactly what I'm askin'," he grunted, "I need that leaf for a cocktail I've been running low on. It sells high and fast, and of course you'd get a cut of that."
	"How much are we talking here?"
	"Twenty percent, rounded to the nearest dollar." Rais had to admit, that was an incredible deal. But she wasn't a woman of empty promises."
	"Fifty bucks up front, and I'll do it."
	"Forty."
	"Forty-five." The bartender rubbed his beard and looked at a fly buzzing around a lantern.
	"Fine, forty-five it is. You better make it quick, I'm not paying for some slow-ass gatherer!" A heavy bag fell into her hand, rattling as the coins shifted inside.
	"Don't you worry, sir," she smiled, putting the bag in her pocket and brandishing a large knife, "I'll have that leaf by tomorrow's sunset."
	The innkeeper snorted and went back to his work. Rais didn't wait around, strutting out of the door and towards the forest.

	As leaves crunched under her foot, Rais wondered if she actually knew what she was getting herself into. Maedan were feared by all races, not only for their incredible prowess of the natural world, but also they're nymphomania. She'd heard stories of humans and elves alike being stolen away, used as sex slaves for centuries while the maedans kept them alive. And from the stories she heard, they had a strong taste in women.
	All she needed to do was find a maedan, kill it, and pluck a leaf off of it. She'd tackled worse before, so a frail plant wouldn't be a problem for her. According to the local townsfolk, the maedans' hotspot was nearby. She expected some sort of sign to let her know she was getting close, but she wished it wasn't what she heard. The sound of a woman's moans were getting louder and louder with every step. She could hear steams stretching and coiling, no doubt caressing their prey. With a final hack she stepped into the clearing, getting a full view of the scene.
	Sitting in the clearing as a pale-skinned girl, no older than 25, waist-deep in a mass of green vines. She couldn't see through the vines, but its rhythmic pulses gave her a clue of what was going on. An endless stream of moans echoed around the forest, muffled by a thick stem lodged in her throat. A pair of tendrils snaked around her breasts, groping and suckling her like a tender lover. She was covered head to toe in a slimy, yellow sap that made her skin glisten in the dim light. A set of partially dissolved armor lay beside the pile; the maedan had caught a barbarian girl. Rais stared at the scene, wondering how to approach the monster, when the girl shrieked.
	Her entire body convulsed, her stomach flexing in and out as a powerful climax hit her. The vines tightened around her body, holding her in place as her energy drained. As quickly as she had gone tense, she went completely limp. The vines that stopped at her waist slowly crept up her body. The girl hardly noticed what was happening until they started to envelop her breasts.
	"Wait! No! What are you doing?! STOP!"
The vines refused to listen, creeping further up her chest and curled around her chin. She struggled hard against her bonds, but it was all in vain. She let out one last scream before her head was wrapped in green, completing her thick cocoon. Rais could still hear her moaning beneath the walls, and wondered what was happening to her. She unsheathed her knife and got ready to cut the girl out.
	"I wouldn't do that if I were you, demon," she heard a wispy voice snarl at her. From out of nowhere a spindly woman slithered along on thin vines. Her hair was like grass and her skin gnarled with knots. She looked decades if not centuries old. She glared at the girl in front of her with devious eyes.
	"She's my new energy source, I'm afraid," a vine caressed the top of the cocoon, "she'll feed me her energy for hundreds of years. My vines will keep her alive with my nectar."
	Rais heard the girl moan under the thick wall of the cocoon and saw one side dip inwards, as if thrusting something inside her.
	"You can have her, whore," Raise hissed, "But it won't matter when you're dead." Rais flashed the knife but no sooner had she held it up had a dozen vines darted in front of her.
	"A strong one, hmm?" the tentacles bulged into thick, phallic tubes, "You've got a lot of energy I can use..."
	Rais gasped as several thick vines curled around her arms, legs, and stomach. She pulled hard against the tentacles but they held her firmly in place. She just had to get one arm free, and when she felt the tendril around her knife hand go limp, she made her move. In a flash she swiped the knife across her, cutting the tendrils around her stomach and arms in half. The maedan let out an intense scream as thick sap poured out of the severed limbs.
	"A feisty one," she growled, "I guess I was playing too nicely."
	Rais gasped as another dozen vines shot from the maedan and coiled around her body. There was no hope of her arm going limp now. Every limb was wrapped with three strong limbs, so strong that she dropped her knife. With her prey completely immobilized, the maedan slithered towards her.
	"I'm going to enjoy sucking you dry, my little one," Rais stayed frozen as the a pair of vines curled around her breasts, squeaking out a moan. She shut her eyes and focused hard as more tentacles started to slip under her clothes. She had one last attack to stop the lustful plant's advances. She waited, building her energy until the last possible moment. It was hard to hold back when a thick rod pushed past her lips and down her throat, but Rais waited until she felt something stiff prod against her crotch.
	A blinding red light pierced through the forest and the maedan shrieked as the girl in its arms turned red hot. It retracted its tentacles and fell hard on its back. Rais didn't wait around to see the effects of her attack. Before the maedan could move again she had disappeared ino the forest. The creature snorted, upset that her prey had escaped. But when she heard a moan coming from the cocoon, the fire in her stomach rekindled.
	"At least I have you, my little barbarian," she hissed, slithering back to the cocoon.
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	"Hey! Kuro! Get your ass down here, I need you for something!"
	The stairs creaked underfoot as Kuro came down the stairs, his eyes drooping and an arm around a thin, wispy girl. She was covered head to foot in leaves, and her skin shone in the dim light of the lodge.
	"What do you want, bartender?" Kuro asked with a grunt.
	"I gotta job for you, and I think your girl over there can help."
	"I've been lookin' for something for me and Eli to do," Kuro gave her a peck on the cheek, "What's the job?"
	"I sent some chick to go get a leaf of a maedan's corpse, but she came back screaming and covered in sap. I figured I need to send someone who knows something about maedans."
	"Kuro! Wait!" Elisa clutched her lover's arm, "Other maedans aren't like me! They're dangerous!"
	"Don't worry, Eli. If I can handle you, I can handle ANY maedan. I'll take the job, what's the pay?"
	"Twenty percent of the profits from the cocktail I'm making from it, plus 500 dollars up front."
	"Sounds good to me. Come on Eli, let's go." Elisa nodded and reluctantly went with him, walking out of the door and into the forest.
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	Kuro and Eli walked side by side through the forest, the girl listening hard for the familiar sounds of her species.
	"They like to be near water," Elisa said.
	"I know, Eli, I live with one."
	Elisa frowned at him and smacked him on the arm. Kuro chuckled to himself but quickly stopped when they heard a long, muffled moan. They crept silently to the source of the sound, and when they stepped into the clearing, they were met with a bizarre sight. Writhing on the ground was a large cocoon, heaving back and forth with a set of tubes coming out of it. Elisa knew what was happening right away, but Kuro was clueless. All he heard was a girl moaning in the cocoon, mixing with the rhythmic pulses of the tentacles.
	"Don't worry about it, Kuro," Eli said quietly, "There's nothing you can do."
	Kuro nodded and watched the tentacles pump something inside the cocoon, followed by a long, strained moan.
	"You two enjoying the show?" they heard a wispy voice chuckle. From out behind the cocoon a tall, spindly woman rose. Her face was young but her smile crafted from decades of experience. She was tethered to the cocoon with the same tubes that had pulsed moments before, keeping her in constant connection with her prey. Suddenly, she started speaking in a grating, whistle like language. Kuro was about to ask what she said but Elisa spoke. Kuro watched as the pair argued in their home language, and he only wondered what they talked about. All of a sudden, the larger maedan's tone became very harsh, and before he could blink a large tentacle came and slammed into Elisa.
	"Eli!" Kuro turned his gaze towards her attacker. Eli lay motionless on the ground, not responding to him.
	"She's knocked out," the maedan chuckled, "But at least her body is one piece, I like them that way..."
	"I'm going to kill you!"
	"I'd love to see you try!" A pair of large vines lashed at him but he managed to dodge them. He came charging full speed at the tree-girl, who shot another set of tentacles at him. One managed to strike him on his sword arm, but his other arm had gotten through. He stared right at the creature's eyes as he brought his shield down. The metal landed with a crack against her wooden skull. In an instant, the green in her body vanished, replaced with a dark brown. She lost her balance and fell to the ground with Kuro following shortly after. The tubes went silent and shriveled out of the cocoon. The girl didn't stop moaning. Kuro took his knife and got ready to cut the shell open, but he heard a voice behind him.
	"Wait...Kuro..." Eli said weakly, "I told you there's nothing you can do...if you cut her out you'll kill her..."
	"Would you rather her be tortured for hundreds of years?"
	"She feels good, Kuro, we make our prey want the pleasure more than anything else. Leave her be."
	Kuro looked down at the writhing cocoon and felt pity. He looked back at his lover, her body shaking, and he suddenly got an idea.
	"Eli, can I ask you something?"
	"Sure...what is it?"
	"Can she...the girl I mean...still be used...by other maedans?"
	"Yes..." she sighed, "Any maedan can harvest her now. She's basically a living battery."
	"You need the energy, feed off of her."
	"Wh-what?"
	"You heard me. You need the energy otherwise you won't get back home. I'd rather have you harvest her than some other maedan."
	"I-If you insist, dear," Eli squeaked, extending her hand for Kuro to help her to the cocoon. Eli extended a lone tentacle and stuck it inside the shell. Kuro watched as a yellow fluid raced up the tentacle and into his lover. Every contraction brought a spark of energy to her, and she slowly started to wake up. More tentacles penetrated the pod, but Kuro didn't ask what she was doing with them. While she rejuvenated he went over and plucked a leaf from the dead maedan. He had a job to do, after all. After about a minute of draining, Eli stood up under her own power.
	"Come on, Kuro," she purred, "Let's go back to the inn."
	"What about the girl?"
	"Oh, she's coming with me," Eli said, "All this energy could come in handy..."
	Kuro shrugged and lifted the cocoon on his back. The tentacles kept it tethered to Elisa the entire way back to town. It was hard to walk with a squirming, moaning girl on his back, but he made it work. The went back to the inn, dropped off the leaf to an ecstatic innkeeper before going upstairs together.
	"Where do you want me to put her?"
	"Next to the bed, please." Kuro obeyed, "And I want you on the bed next to me."
	"What?" Kuro blinked. Suddenly, a dozen tentacles curled around his body and pulled him onto the bed, inches from her chest.
	"All this girl's energy has made me...really wet..." her tongue lulled out of her mouth, "There's nothing I want more in the world right now than you inside me..."
	Kuro wasn't quite sure how to react, but before he'd even replied he felt vines writhing under his clothes. He groaned as she felt every inch of his body, curling her tendrils delicately around his nipples and sucking his fingers. Her face was locked in sly seduction as he was stripped in the blink of an eye. She slowly slid down his body, moaning as she felt his hard shaft glide along her stomach and over her breasts. Her hands caressed his hips as she parked her face above his crotch. She gave her licks a quick lick before taking his entire length at once.
	Kuro grunted from the sudden jolt of pleasure, but his mind couldn't catch up to how fast she was sucking him off. It was like she was possessed, desperate to get her lover ready for her. She felt him get harder than ever before between her lips, and his chest heaved wildly. With her slit burning for his cock, Elisa made her move. She popped her mouth of of him, which made Kuro groan. She brought a thigh on either side of his hips, her slit hovering just an inch above his quivering shaft.
	"Are you ready for me, big boy?" she purred. Kuro didn't even get a chance to answer. All he could do was watch as Eli's folds parted against his shaft. Her squeals got longer and louder as she sat deeper on his cock, letting out a satisfied moan when she reached the bottom. The next few minutes flashed by in seconds, all Kuro could remember was the tight warmth of her walls and her whining moans from his dick slamming against her womb. Her juices leaked from out of her slit and ran down his balls as she started to near her climax.
	Kuro was taken off-guard by her sudden tightness as she reached the edge. He didn't have time to think about it as his own body gave up. Blinding ecstasy pulsed from his crotch as he emptied inside his lover. Every tentacle around his body tightened as Eli let his hot seed spill into her womb. With rivers of cum trickling out of her, Eli fell down against Kuro's warm chest.
	"You didn't last long," Kuro joked.
	"It's hard to hold out when you're working two at once," she motioned towards the cocoon over the edge of the bed, the girl writhing hard inside.
	“I love you, Eli,” Kuro put his head against the pillow and shut his eyes, but instead of hearing a reply, he got something else. His eyes shot open when he felt something hard press against his rump and lips.
	“I never said we were done, Kuro dear...”
	“But Eli,” Kuro pleaded, “I need to go to slee---” He was silenced by a tentacle shoving past his lips.
	“Oh you can go to sleep,” a second tentacle pushed its way inside him, “That won’t stop me from enjoying you.”
	Kuro tried to get up but the tentacles which had so lovingly caressed him now held him tight against the bed. He wasn’t going anywhere. For the rest of the night, the inn’s old floorboards creaked and the moans could be heard from outside. The pair didn’t leave the room until the next night.