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Some dangerous magical traces led Magical Girl Putri into the middle of the denser part of The Forest. She followed the trail deeper into the woods, until she came upon an overgrown nightmarish plant with thorny vines growing out of its trunk. But as she prepared to eradicate the creature of nightmare, she failed to notice that one of the plant's vines had been creeping near her.

"Fire of Puri- AAAAAH!!"

The vine successfully sneaked its way on Putri's leg, snared Putri's leg, pulling her into the air and entwining her limbs. She dropped her staff in the process, unable to retrieve it as more vines emerged, ensnaring her completely.

"Oh, no!"

Struggling against the tight grip, the magical girl realized her efforts were futile. To her horror, the plant seemed to sense her mana, and had started drawing it from her body as if drinking from a wellspring. Its tendrils began to snake their way in, slithering up her arms and legs, even lifting up her top and pinching her chest, and wrapping themselves tightly around her whole body.

"I... have... to... HHHNNNNGHHH!!

Putri's scream was stifled as a vine forced its way into her mouth, causing her pain and rendering her unable to cast spells. The plant effortlessly absorbed her energy, growing stronger with each passing moment, while her strength waned.

"Hhhhhhhnngg!! HHHHHHNNNGHH!"

The tightening vines threatened to render Putri unconscious. The bud along the vines had started to bloom into flowers as it continue to feed on her pure mana. Her body had been being lifted into the air by the nightmarish plant, held aloft like a trophy, as it fed off of her life force.

Growing weaker by the moment, Putri found escape increasingly unlikely. Even casting a simple spell proved to be a daunting task in her feeble state. Her only solace lay in the hope that one of her companions would arrive or that the dawn would bring a temporary reprieve in the form of the plant's weakening existence, allowing her to flee this perilous place and seek an alternative approach to vanquishing the nightmarish plant.

But until either of those events unfolded, Putri had to endure with her strength spiraling downward, desperately clutching onto the fading remnants of her resolve.

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I kind of force the word "spiral" into the last sentence there But, well... the vines are forming some spiral on Putri's as seen on the scene, that should count as well, right

And that's my entry for day 24 of Kinktober-2023 !

Description
Some dangerous magical traces led Magical Girl Putri into the middle of the denser part of The Forest. She followed the trail deeper into the woods, until she came upon an overgrown nightmarish plant with thorny vines growing out of its trunk. But as she prepared to eradicate the creature of nightmare, she failed to notice that one of the plant's vines had been creeping near her.

"Fire of Puri- AAAAAH!!"

The vine successfully sneaked its way on Putri's leg, snared Putri's leg, pulling her into the air and entwining her limbs. She dropped her staff in the process, unable to retrieve it as more vines emerged, ensnaring her completely.

"Oh, no!"

Struggling against the tight grip, the magical girl realized her efforts were futile. To her horror, the plant seemed to sense her mana, and had started drawing it from her body as if drinking from a wellspring. Its tendrils began to snake their way in, slithering up her arms and legs, even lifting up her top and pinching her chest, and wrapping themselves tightly around her whole body.

"I... have... to... HHHNNNNGHHH!!

Putri's scream was stifled as a vine forced its way into her mouth, causing her pain and rendering her unable to cast spells. The plant effortlessly absorbed her energy, growing stronger with each passing moment, while her strength waned.

"Hhhhhhhnngg!! HHHHHHNNNGHH!"

The tightening vines threatened to render Putri unconscious. The bud along the vines had started to bloom into flowers as it continue to feed on her pure mana. Her body had been being lifted into the air by the nightmarish plant, held aloft like a trophy, as it fed off of her life force.

Growing weaker by the moment, Putri found escape increasingly unlikely. Even casting a simple spell proved to be a daunting task in her feeble state. Her only solace lay in the hope that one of her companions would arrive or that the dawn would bring a temporary reprieve in the form of the plant's weakening existence, allowing her to flee this perilous place and seek an alternative approach to vanquishing the nightmarish plant.

But until either of those events unfolded, Putri had to endure with her strength spiraling downward, desperately clutching onto the fading remnants of her resolve.

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I kind of force the word "spiral" into the last sentence there But, well... the vines are forming some spiral on Putri's as seen on the scene, that should count as well, right

And that's my entry for day 24 of Kinktober-2023 !