Viney Vindication
HEFTY SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 39 OF THE SECOND CRITICAL ROLE CAMPAIGN.
After a very chaotic and violent trek towards the temple of the False Serpent the Mighty Nein found themselves in the fountain room. Caduceus and Fjord figured out that there must be more to the room judging by the water that seemingly went nowhere. With Nott placing the three rubies in the snakey eye sockets the fountain suddenly shifted. With the fountain now turned into a stairway the Nein quickly decended it to find themselves in a weird subterranean forest of kinds. Caduceus was getting a very weird vibe down here. Trees needed sunlight to grow. This forest went against anything he learned.
Nott and Caleb both sampled the local delicacies and honestly started tripping balls. A quick little jaunt through the room revealed an eerie message. A cycle of sorts took place in this temple. And they had inadvertedly became a part of it.
The roots beneath their feet started to shift. The first vine shot up towards Nott in an almost snake like motion. Very fitting to the temple's name. Rapidly coiling itself around the little goblin frame, the vine started squeezing the life out of Nott. The Nein quickly shot in full action mode. A barrage of spells and melee atacks were unleashed at the vine. To little effect. The fountain feeds the forest after all and todays bounty was not given up so easily.
Jester quickly figured out that it might have been the tasting of the fruits and rapidly made sure Caleb was not in direct contact with the forest floor like Nott had been. Beau and Yasha were in heavy combat with another cluster of vines while Caduceus and Fjord were facing off with multiple other clusters across the way.
Nott quickly lost conciousness in the vine's death grasp. After this the vine released her however. It's goal seemingly fulfilled. Jester still held Caleb up high, who was honestly still wildly intrigued by all the pretty colours his own orbs made. Kicking frantically at the vines Jester didn't notice a rather slim vine gently snaking up her leg. Only when the vine darted underneath her shirt she noticed what was happening. By then it was already too late. A multitude of small vines had followed suit sneaking into every opening of clothing they could find.
A few quick strokes at her armpits were enough to make her drop Caleb almost instantly. Weirdly the vines didn't seem to care about the tripping wizard anymore. Jester giggled like a little girl while the vines were in the process of exploring every inch of sensitive blue skin they could reach. Almost like a hive mind the vines fighting Beau and Yasha got the memo.
The next big swing Yasha tried to make was quickly countered by a rather thick vine wrapping itself around her wrists, effectively stretching Yasha in place. Beau met the same fate when she went in for a kick. One vine quickly constricted her elevated ankle while two others pulled her from the floor in an outstretched position.
At this point the forest seemed to shift. Caduceus and Fjord were suddenly out of sight as the forest rapidly grew denser around the entrapped girls.
Jester was strapped down to the floor at this point, small vines still poking and prodding at her slim frame. A rather nasty looking vine with thorns decided to help out the exploration by ripping into certain parts of her outfit, effectively baring het stomach, sides and armpits. The smaller vines quickly focused their attention to said spots.
Beau wasn't having it any better. She was now held upside down by both ankles. Her already revealing outfit didn't really need too much modification for the vines to strike where was needed. Her being barefoot didn't help her cause either. The vines holding her ankles sprouted smaller vines that explored every inch of her bare soles. Jester already found out just how ticklish the small monk was but these plants were not as nice as she had been.
Yasha was still fighting the vines with all her might but the vines were just too much. She was also wrestled to the ground much like Jester was. A lot more vines were needed to keep the raging barbarian down however. Basically mummified by now Yasha felt a very unknown sensation to her. A soft stroking against her skin. It was uncomfortable and yet it made her want to laugh. She had seen this strange thing before when Jester would poke Beau with her tail, which usually ended with Jester in some kind of arm lock, crying with laughter when Beau exacted revenge. These plants however, did not stop.
Jester was reduced to a sweaty crying mess. The vines were sentient enough to focus attention on places where it seemed to tickle more. Jester's armpits were a favoured target. From slow twisting circles to frantic scribbling, the vines did not let up. The more Jester laughed the more vines seemed to emerge. The same was true for her two friends.
Yasha felt a thousand little vines scribble all over her white skin. They had gotten underneath her clothing and struck all the places where it would tickle the worst. For Yasha this were her inner thighs and the back of her knees. All her power seemed to flow out of her with every shriek and giggle she uttered.
Beau was still hanging upside down. Not even having enough energy left to keep her arms raised to her sides the vines quickly made use of the sensitive openings she had given them. Contrary to the squeezing tickles the vines were giving Yasha, Beau met a different kind of vine. These vines almost had a feathery consistency as they fluttered along her exposed sided and armpits. The vines at her feet also changed into these seeing how effective they were on her upper body. One vine in particular went a step further. It grew bristle like tendrils while it snaked in between her toes. Tears were pouring down her face now as she pretty much had it the worst of the three bound damsels.
Jester was turning a darker shade of blue with each scream she let out. Besides her armpits the vines found another sensitive little button on the Tiefling. One exploratory vine found its way inside her bellybutton. Mimicking the feathery texture of his kin that was working over Beau, this little vine elicited the cutest giggles and the most violent reaction yet. The gently stroking of her armpits, the slow dipping in and out of her bellybutton and the constant poking at her sides made Jester lose her mind.
Yasha had also given up all resistance as the vines found her neck to be particulary ticklish. As soon as her tears reached the forest floor the vines slowly started retracting. Soon enough all girls were gently placed on the soft mossy floor of the forest. Totally exhausted and still having fits of giggles even though they were no longer being touched.
Caduceus and Fjord found their way back to the girls and an unconcious Caled who seemed to have missed the whole ordeal. A quick three way glance between the girls immediatly sealed a pact of silence of all that transpired in this forest.
A quick cure wounds spell on Nott and the Mighty Nein were ready to carry on. With the three girls at the front of the group, willing to exit this forest as quickly as possible.
Caduceus took a small sapling with him and put it in one of his little botanical containers.
To be continued ?
HEFTY SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 39 OF THE SECOND CRITICAL ROLE CAMPAIGN.
After a very chaotic and violent trek towards the temple of the False Serpent the Mighty Nein found themselves in the fountain room. Caduceus and Fjord figured out that there must be more to the room judging by the water that seemingly went nowhere. With Nott placing the three rubies in the snakey eye sockets the fountain suddenly shifted. With the fountain now turned into a stairway the Nein quickly decended it to find themselves in a weird subterranean forest of kinds. Caduceus was getting a very weird vibe down here. Trees needed sunlight to grow. This forest went against anything he learned.
Nott and Caleb both sampled the local delicacies and honestly started tripping balls. A quick little jaunt through the room revealed an eerie message. A cycle of sorts took place in this temple. And they had inadvertedly became a part of it.
The roots beneath their feet started to shift. The first vine shot up towards Nott in an almost snake like motion. Very fitting to the temple's name. Rapidly coiling itself around the little goblin frame, the vine started squeezing the life out of Nott. The Nein quickly shot in full action mode. A barrage of spells and melee atacks were unleashed at the vine. To little effect. The fountain feeds the forest after all and todays bounty was not given up so easily.
Jester quickly figured out that it might have been the tasting of the fruits and rapidly made sure Caleb was not in direct contact with the forest floor like Nott had been. Beau and Yasha were in heavy combat with another cluster of vines while Caduceus and Fjord were facing off with multiple other clusters across the way.
Nott quickly lost conciousness in the vine's death grasp. After this the vine released her however. It's goal seemingly fulfilled. Jester still held Caleb up high, who was honestly still wildly intrigued by all the pretty colours his own orbs made. Kicking frantically at the vines Jester didn't notice a rather slim vine gently snaking up her leg. Only when the vine darted underneath her shirt she noticed what was happening. By then it was already too late. A multitude of small vines had followed suit sneaking into every opening of clothing they could find.
A few quick strokes at her armpits were enough to make her drop Caleb almost instantly. Weirdly the vines didn't seem to care about the tripping wizard anymore. Jester giggled like a little girl while the vines were in the process of exploring every inch of sensitive blue skin they could reach. Almost like a hive mind the vines fighting Beau and Yasha got the memo.
The next big swing Yasha tried to make was quickly countered by a rather thick vine wrapping itself around her wrists, effectively stretching Yasha in place. Beau met the same fate when she went in for a kick. One vine quickly constricted her elevated ankle while two others pulled her from the floor in an outstretched position.
At this point the forest seemed to shift. Caduceus and Fjord were suddenly out of sight as the forest rapidly grew denser around the entrapped girls.
Jester was strapped down to the floor at this point, small vines still poking and prodding at her slim frame. A rather nasty looking vine with thorns decided to help out the exploration by ripping into certain parts of her outfit, effectively baring het stomach, sides and armpits. The smaller vines quickly focused their attention to said spots.
Beau wasn't having it any better. She was now held upside down by both ankles. Her already revealing outfit didn't really need too much modification for the vines to strike where was needed. Her being barefoot didn't help her cause either. The vines holding her ankles sprouted smaller vines that explored every inch of her bare soles. Jester already found out just how ticklish the small monk was but these plants were not as nice as she had been.
Yasha was still fighting the vines with all her might but the vines were just too much. She was also wrestled to the ground much like Jester was. A lot more vines were needed to keep the raging barbarian down however. Basically mummified by now Yasha felt a very unknown sensation to her. A soft stroking against her skin. It was uncomfortable and yet it made her want to laugh. She had seen this strange thing before when Jester would poke Beau with her tail, which usually ended with Jester in some kind of arm lock, crying with laughter when Beau exacted revenge. These plants however, did not stop.
Jester was reduced to a sweaty crying mess. The vines were sentient enough to focus attention on places where it seemed to tickle more. Jester's armpits were a favoured target. From slow twisting circles to frantic scribbling, the vines did not let up. The more Jester laughed the more vines seemed to emerge. The same was true for her two friends.
Yasha felt a thousand little vines scribble all over her white skin. They had gotten underneath her clothing and struck all the places where it would tickle the worst. For Yasha this were her inner thighs and the back of her knees. All her power seemed to flow out of her with every shriek and giggle she uttered.
Beau was still hanging upside down. Not even having enough energy left to keep her arms raised to her sides the vines quickly made use of the sensitive openings she had given them. Contrary to the squeezing tickles the vines were giving Yasha, Beau met a different kind of vine. These vines almost had a feathery consistency as they fluttered along her exposed sided and armpits. The vines at her feet also changed into these seeing how effective they were on her upper body. One vine in particular went a step further. It grew bristle like tendrils while it snaked in between her toes. Tears were pouring down her face now as she pretty much had it the worst of the three bound damsels.
Jester was turning a darker shade of blue with each scream she let out. Besides her armpits the vines found another sensitive little button on the Tiefling. One exploratory vine found its way inside her bellybutton. Mimicking the feathery texture of his kin that was working over Beau, this little vine elicited the cutest giggles and the most violent reaction yet. The gently stroking of her armpits, the slow dipping in and out of her bellybutton and the constant poking at her sides made Jester lose her mind.
Yasha had also given up all resistance as the vines found her neck to be particulary ticklish. As soon as her tears reached the forest floor the vines slowly started retracting. Soon enough all girls were gently placed on the soft mossy floor of the forest. Totally exhausted and still having fits of giggles even though they were no longer being touched.
Caduceus and Fjord found their way back to the girls and an unconcious Caled who seemed to have missed the whole ordeal. A quick three way glance between the girls immediatly sealed a pact of silence of all that transpired in this forest.
A quick cure wounds spell on Nott and the Mighty Nein were ready to carry on. With the three girls at the front of the group, willing to exit this forest as quickly as possible.
Caduceus took a small sapling with him and put it in one of his little botanical containers.
To be continued ?
