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It was a hot and sunny day, the perfect day for Ariana to have started her hike. She had been walking up this tall mountain for about two hours now, and was glad to find a small town on her way just as she was starting to starve for some lunch. After grabbing a quick bite, she was about to set off again, just as she saw quite the intriguing sign outside the café she had just eaten at.
HOME OF THE ANCIENT TENTACLED BEAST
Ariana suddenly realised the entire town was filled with references to this strange tentacled creature and couldn't help but wonder what it was all about.
"Excuse me, sorry, I couldn't help but notice all these signs about some tentacle monster, what's all that about?" Ariana asked a woman walking past her.
"The ancient plant?" The woman laughed a little as she explained it to Ariana. "Well, this supposedly tentacled creature is a big part of the folklore around this area, and since it's pretty much the only interesting this about this place, we really lean into it." She gestured to the café Ariana had just eaten at, allowing her to notice that it was in fact called Tentacle Café.
"Well, what does the plant do? What's the folklore about?" Ariana was quite interested, she had fantasied about creatures like this and was slightly aroused at the prospect of such a plant.
"Legend has it, that it would grab unsuspecting woman walking through the forest and just tickle them senseless. At least that's what people claimed to have happened many, many decades ago. Look, I know this all sounds crazy," the woman explained, "and that's because it is. Can you believe some of these people actually believe all this?"
The woman laughed while Ariana just stood there, lost in her fantasies. When she returned to the conversation at hand, she had just one question.
"Where is this plant? Like, in the stories, where is it supposedly?"
The woman giggled a bit before realising she was being serious. "You're joking, right? It's not a real creature, it's probably just some plant with surprisingly long branches that someone saw moving in the wind." Ariana continued to wait for the answer. "I mean, if you really want to go find this stupid plant, the stories say it's in that forest over there."
The woman pointed at a thick forest a bit higher up the mountain, perhaps a half hour walk away. Ariana knew she was right - the plant wasn't real. But it looked like a nice enough walk anyway so she thanked the woman and began her journey. And if there was even a tiny chance of being tickled senseless by a tentacle plant, there was no way she was going to let that go.
"Say hi to the ancient moving plant for me when you find it." The woman mocked her as she walked away, leaving Ariana to begin her trek to the densely packed forest up ahead.
And so she set off on her journey, reaching the edge of the forest in under half an hour and spotting another sign about this curious plant.
THE FOREST OF THE ANCIENT TENTACLE PLANT
Ariana excitedly ventured into the forest, following the marked path with a wide smile on her face as she imagined what she might find inside. The rational part of her knew that it was all just a fantasy and she wasn't going to find some ancient tickle plant, but there was another part of her that really believed that she would. It was that part of Ariana that kept her going as she found nothing while walking through the forest for a whole hour. Eventually, she reached the end of the marked path, presumably the furthest anyone had bothered to explore the dense woods.
Ariana couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed that she hadn't found the mythical tickle plant on her journey. She was about to turn around and head back to the nearby town when she had a crazy idea. She would continue exploring the forest, past the marked path. Ariana loved walking around in the wild, so while she hoped more than anything that she would somehow come across the "ancient tentacled beast", she was happy to just go on a bit of an adventure through this thick forest completely untouched by any other humans.
It was about another hour into her journey that Ariana decided she should abandon her hopes of finding this plant and turn back towards the town. She checked her phone and was surprised to find that it was almost 3pm already, so she immediately turned around and started to walk back the way she had come, when she heard something rustling from behind her. Could it be...?
Ariana's heart started to race as she slowly and carefully stepped towards the source of the sound. She struggled through a particularly thick patch of bushes before coming across a small clearing, where she finally saw what she had been looking for. Several tentacles were slithering around the ground and wiggling in the air, all coming from one particular plant. It was unmistakable. She had found the plant.
Ariana couldn't believe her eyes. The myth was true, the plant actually existed. She was mesmerised by the way a tentacle seemed to wave at her, slowly floating towards the soft skin of her arms. She gasped as the tip of the tentacle split into two smaller ones, and these smaller tips also split in the same way. The tips of the tentacles continued to split and get smaller and smaller until they had divided themselves into about a hundred tiny tendrils only a few millimeters in diameter. As the tentacle slowly approached Ariana's right arm, she held it out and allowed the tendrils to wrap all around it. She let out a soft giggle as she took in the feather-like touches of the tendrils scraping around her smooth skin, driving her wild with ticklish lust. She had to try this.
Ariana quickly scrambled to strip all the way down to just her bra and panties. She had to try this. She had to see what it would be like to be felt and tickled by all those heavenly tendrils all over her sides, her armpits and her thighs. She had to try this.
She threw all her clothes to the side and lay down in the middle of the clearing, making sure to display herself to the many tentacles of the plant wriggling about. She immediately got their attention, and some tentacles began advancing towards her, doing the same splitting action and transforming their tips into hundreds of tiny, silky tendrils.
Ariana felt the first set of tendrils land directly in the middle of her stomach, and she had to dig her fingers into the ground to prevent herself from trying to protect her belly button from the unforgiving assault on one of her most ticklish spots. As the thin tendrils swirled around her belly button and began to scrape and skitter between each of her ribs, Ariana burst into uncontrollable laughter and tried her best not to move around too much and just enjoy the unbelievable tickling. She couldn't help but flinch around a little, slightly twisting her hips left and right to escape the relentless attack, but to her satisfaction, the tentacle followed her every move and offered her not a second of rest. Another tentacle reached Ariana's midriff and soon they were both tormenting her, picking up their pace as they dug into her sides, almost vibrating as they rapidly raked their fine tendrils all over her soft skin.
More tentacles were still slowly approaching Ariana's upper body, two of them were carefully slithering towards her shoulders, and Ariana knew what they were after. Her face lit up with a naughty smile as she lifted her arms up all the way over her head, giving the tentacles complete access to her armpits. Ariana's cackling reached new heights as her soft pits were ravaged by the insanely fast scraping and raking of the hundreds of thin tendrils. Her arms immediately started flailing about uncontrollably, and upon feeling more tentacles behind her, she instinctively grabbed one of them with each of her hands to force herself to keep her arms outstretched above her, surrendering herself to the plant, stretched out like a pencil. The plant took full advantage of Ariana's compliance and did not hesitate to send a few more tentacles to skitter up and down her sides, eliciting further screams from their victim as the tendrils were now exploring every inch of her upper body, except her breasts. Her armpits, her sides, between each of her ribs, nowhere was safe from the relentless tickle attack.
The plant was only just getting started, of course. Next, it sent yet more of the constantly splitting tentacles to focus on lower regions of Ariana's figure. When one set of tendrils landed on her lower waist, right above the entrance to her panties, Ariana shook her hips wildly as the tickling on the patch of skin right above her pussy drove her crazy. It was at this point that she first considered getting up and ending her tickle session with the ancient plant - the silky sensations on one of her most ticklish spots were almost too much to handle and she knew she was close to reaching her limits. For now, however, she soldiered on as she laughed through the unbelievable torment she was experiencing.
Next to be targeted were Ariana's sensitive thighs, causing her to howl out in laughter. The tendrils attacked between her legs just as they had done all over the rest of her exposed skin, scouring all around any skin they could find, skittering all the way up to the very edge of her panties. Ariana's pussy was now surrounded on all sides by the unbearably ticklish tendrils, while none of them had actually touched her panties at all. She could feel herself getting wet at the thought of how torturous those tentacles might feel right on her sex, but tried her best to put those thoughts to the back of her mind as she prepared to get up and head back to the town.
The final straw was when a couple of the tentacles started to poke underneath Ariana's bra, causing her to shriek as she felt the tendrils tickle her sensitive breasts. She immediately let go of the tentacles she was holding with her hands and moved her arms to her bra, trying to protect her tits from the new assault. Ariana decided that her hunger for tickling had been satisfied and started to get up, but the plant had other plans.
To her horrified surprise, Ariana found her wrists swiftly grabbed by the tentacles she was holding before, and she was forced back into the position she was in earlier as her arms were pulled back, stretched out over her head. She wildly tried to free herself from the vines but found that her wrists were completely pinned to the forest floor, and Ariana lost even more freedom of movement as more tentacles snaked around her arms and rendered them completely immobile. She was getting worried now as the assault on her body continued - her armpits, ribs, sides and thighs were all still being mercilessly ravaged by the thin tendrils covering her all over. Ariana began to kick her free legs about, trying to incapacitate at least some of the vines swarming around her, but they easily avoided her attacks and tentacles were sent to also wrap around her ankles, pinning her completely to the ground. Ariana had now lost the ability to move any of her limbs and was completely at the mercy of this strange and powerful plant. She yelled out for help from anyone nearby as she struggled against the vines holding her captive, but unfortunately she had traveled deeper into this forest than anyone had in over a century, and her cries were heard only by the wildlife surrounding her.
Now that Ariana was trapped and unable to resist anything the plant did, the tentacles continued their earlier mission of invading her bra. She felt the fine tendrils sweep around the sides of her breasts very lightly, forcing soft giggles out of her mouth, before the tentacles very suddenly pulled at her bra and ripped it off her body, exposing her tits to the plant completely. Ariana felt the breeze of the forest on her naked breasts, and was surprised to see how erect her nipples had become. As concerned as she was about suddenly being trapped by this sentient plant with no one around her at all, Ariana was extremely turned on by the tickling she had experienced so far, and the possible implications of the plant how having full access to her breasts.
However, she began to worry once again as a tentacle loomed over each of her open tits and started to split into thinner and thinner tendrils while slowly approaching their tips. Each tentacle had split into over fifty fine tendrils when they finally latched onto each of her globes, and Ariana shrieked as they scrubbed all over her tits, leaving no patch of skin untouched. Things got even worse for her as several of the tendrils started to swirl around her rock-hard nipples, while others tightly wrapped around her nubs, pinching and pulling them to elicit further screams from their victim. Ariana's eyes opened even wider as more tendrils descended on her nipples and started to scrape up and down them in a constant rhythm, showing no signs of stopping. She couldn't believe what she had gotten herself into, and helplessly begged the plant for mercy while thrashing about trying to free her wrists and ankles to no avail. Her pleas were unintelligible by the ancient creature as it continued its unbearable ticklish assault.
She was tickled like this for over fifteen minutes before the plant finally advanced to the next step of its plan. By now, Ariana had shut her eyes and stopped begging - she had stopped speaking coherently altogether, and had simply been reduced to a giggling mess. With her eyes closed, she was caught by surprise when a tentacle poked around directly on her panties. A moan escaped her as the tentacle pressed down on her sex, but Ariana quickly stopped herself and opened her eyes to see what was going on.
"Nononono this isn't happening this can't be happening stopstop please-"
More tentacles had gathered between Ariana's legs and she could see what they were intending to do. She wildly thrusted her hips left and right to throw off the tentacles, but they easily invaded her panties anyway, wrapping themselves around the thin material of her underwear before pulling sharply outwards. In one swift motion, the final barrier between Ariana and her mythical captor was ripped apart and her naked pussy was on display to the many tentacles ominously hovering over her waist. She tried her best to protest as her legs were pulled by tentacles from both sides, but it had no impact and she was forced into spreading her legs wide open, exposing her wet pussy completely to the hungry tendrils.
Ariana spasmed uncontrollably as the tentacles descended onto her most sensitive spot, and immediately began sweeping and skittering all around the outside of her sex. She howled with laughter with deep moans mixed in as her entire body was ravaged, and the tendrils on her breasts continued to up their intensity. She wasn't sure how, but she could feel the ones wrapped around her nipples start to vibrate powerfully, introducing her to new unimaginable sensations as she became more and more aroused. At the same time, more silky strands reached the puffy lips of her ticklish pussy, driving her mad with their feather-light but relentless strokes. With each passing second, the tentacles grew braver and ventured into more and more private areas of Ariana's sex - she could feel them slowly starting to stretch her pussy open, and her cries were intensified as dozens of the tendrils entered her and began scraping all around her inner walls, which were more ticklish than she could ever have imagined.
The worst was yet to come, as Ariana's glistening clit had been growing in her arousal, and was now starting to poke out of her hood. This did not go unnoticed by the tentacles near her sex, as several soft tendrils immediately swooped down and caressed her soaking button in much the same way as her nipples were being held. About a dozen tiny strands all wrapped around her clit and began twisting all around it, causing Ariana to become completely silent as she blankly stared into the sky with her mouth wide open, while the silky tendrils felt unbelievable on her most precious spot. The electric feeling went all the way through her body as her button was roughly pinched by the tentacles, and she shuddered with every pull and twist of her clit. The fine tendrils started to stroke her now swollen clit very quickly, almost vibrating, and she felt her arousal crescendoing from deep within her.
With these magical sensations on her nipples and clit, Ariana no longer cared about the unbearable ticklish assault on the rest of her sensitive body. Her mind was focused on just one thing, and that was the climax that she was rapidly approaching. As the nipple pulling and clit twisting continued, it got faster and became more and more intense, causing Ariana to let out deep moans of pure pleasure as she was taken closer and closer to her impending orgasm. As she got even closer, some of the tendrils inside her found her G-spot and began rapidly stroking it, turning her moans into one long primal shriek as her pussy began to spasm and she started to tremble, about to go over the edge...
...when all of the stimulation on her intimate areas suddenly stopped. Ariana didn't even realise what had happened at first. One second, she was on the verge of a mind-blowing climax, and the next, the tentacles on her pussy and breasts had retracted while all the other tentacles increased the intensity of their tendrils raking and sweeping around her naked body, again reducing her into a helpless laughing mess. Ariana couldn't believe what had just happened - her orgasm had been snatched away from her at the very last second by this... plant? How could it even be intelligent enough to know what it was doing?
Ariana was about to find out that the plant was, in fact, intelligent enough to deny her orgasm, and that was only the first time it would do that. She rejoiced as she saw the tentacles slowly descending on her tits and pussy once again, presumably to finish off what they must have accidentally denied her earlier. In the anticipation of the climax she badly needed, Ariana arched her back to bring her waist closer to the tentacles, allowing them to return to her soaking pussy as soon as possible. Her wish was granted as the tendrils instantly wrapped around her clit once again, and more tendrils dived deep inside her as before. This time, the stroking of her G-spot and vibrating of her clit started straight away, and Ariana focused hard to try bringing herself to an orgasm as quickly as she could. Her nipples were grabbed too, and the tendrils stroked and abused them relentlessly, taking Ariana to higher and higher levels of pleasure and arousal. As the stroking and scraping of her clit, nipples and pussy became faster and faster, yet more tentacles wrapped around her round tits, squeezing them to bring her ever closer to her climax.
All of the sensations on her most intimate spots drove her towards release at lightning speed, and Ariana focused on the unfathomable feelings coursing through her clit as she once again reached the brink of her orgasm. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she let out a deafening scream as she was a second away from her earth shattering climax, when it was taken from her in the same way again. Ariana saw the tendrils retract from her pussy and nipples, and the other tentacles increased their intensity even more, causing her to be forced down from the edge of pleasure in a fit of uncontrollable laughter. She thrashed against the vines holding her as much as she could, trying to find any possible freedom that could help her to escape. She was getting worried now, the plant could not have accidentally denied her at the very brink of an orgasm for the second time. Whatever the creature was, it was doing this on purpose, and Ariana's denial was part of its plan.
Ariana was right, the plant was indeed doing this all on purpose. The folklore she had been told by the woman back at the town was unfortunately not the full story. The myths surrounding the town always talked about how the magical plant uses its silky tendrils to tickle its victims senseless, but sadly for Ariana, there was more to the tale. To survive, the plant needed to feed. Ariana might have appreciated knowing what the plant fed on before surrendering herself completely to this insane ticklish ordeal, as it turned out that the ancient creature actually fed on very particular hormones that are secreted most when someone like Ariana wanders into the forest and becomes highly aroused.
Over many millennia of evolution, the plant had perfected the art of maximising the arousal of its captives, but had also learned that when its prey had an orgasm, the energy exhausted in that action meant that the production of the hormone it needed decreased a lot. For that reason, this ancient tentacled creature had developed a very specific feeding process. It would repeatedly bring its victim as close to an orgasm as possible while not allowing them to go over the edge, maximising the production of the hormones it needed. It tickled its victims as overloading its captives' senses had turned out to be an effective method to prevent their orgasm, no matter how aroused they got. The plant repeated this until it had fed on them as much as it needed. Then, before freeing its victim, it would send them into a powerful orgasm to get one final hit of the required hormones before the meal was over. Unfortunately for Ariana, the meal had only just begun, as she felt her clit being pulled by the fine tendrils for a third time.
Ariana arched her back again, welcoming all the attention from the tentacles in the hopes that she would be able to force herself to climax before the plant could move the tendrils away and deny her. Like clockwork, her nipples and clit were ravaged and pulled and she tried her best to will herself to orgasm as soon as possible, because by now she knew what the plant had in store for her. Her wails increased in volume and pitch again as she got closer to release, but once again the creature was unbeatable. This time, almost as if to tease her failed efforts, the tendrils on her clit didn't stop entirely and simply slowed down to very gentle tugs and strokes of her button every second or two. It wasn't enough to send her over the pinnacle of pleasure, but it was enough to keep her right on the brink. And that's exactly what the plant did for a few minutes. For Ariana, however, it felt like an eternity as she struggled against her restraints and thought about every sexual encounter she had ever had, in a desperate attempt to achieve her climax. But it was not meant to be, as she simply stayed there, teetering on the edge of release as the tendrils expertly manipulated her clit to keep her there for as long as they could before she got dangerously close to finally cumming and they had to retreat completely.
As before, the tentacles all around the rest of her body doubled their efforts to bring her back down from the edge of her orgasm. They dug into her sides, scribbled around the hollows of her pits, spidered between each of her ribs and buried themselves between her legs onto her smooth thighs. Ariana had lost the ability to think, her entire existence was just this unbearable tickling on every inch of her skin, keeping her from having the incredible orgasm she desperately needed. Once her arousal had dropped enough, the familiar cycle began once more and Ariana let out a sudden but powerful moan as her clit and nipples were grabbed again.
And so the plant continued this cycle of denial, using its tendrils to stimulate her clit and nipples until she was one stroke away from climaxing, then retreating those tendrils while upping the intensity of the tickling all over the rest of her body, until she was brought back sufficiently far from an orgasm, at which point the tendrils would return to her most intimate areas. By the fifth denied orgasm, Ariana had tired herself out and stopped thrashing against the vines holding her. By the eighth, she had given up on begging the plant for release and shouting for help from anyone that might hear her, and had been reduced to a constant stream of laugher and moaning. It was somewhere around the twelfth time she was edged that Ariana lost count of how many times she had been denied. The plant repeated this cycle for over two hours, by the end of which nothing existed in Ariana's world except her desperate need for release.
Finally, Ariana felt the tendrils all over her slowly move away from her body, giving her some hope that the plant might be done with her. Of course, it wasn't.
Continued in Part 2
HOME OF THE ANCIENT TENTACLED BEAST
Ariana suddenly realised the entire town was filled with references to this strange tentacled creature and couldn't help but wonder what it was all about.
"Excuse me, sorry, I couldn't help but notice all these signs about some tentacle monster, what's all that about?" Ariana asked a woman walking past her.
"The ancient plant?" The woman laughed a little as she explained it to Ariana. "Well, this supposedly tentacled creature is a big part of the folklore around this area, and since it's pretty much the only interesting this about this place, we really lean into it." She gestured to the café Ariana had just eaten at, allowing her to notice that it was in fact called Tentacle Café.
"Well, what does the plant do? What's the folklore about?" Ariana was quite interested, she had fantasied about creatures like this and was slightly aroused at the prospect of such a plant.
"Legend has it, that it would grab unsuspecting woman walking through the forest and just tickle them senseless. At least that's what people claimed to have happened many, many decades ago. Look, I know this all sounds crazy," the woman explained, "and that's because it is. Can you believe some of these people actually believe all this?"
The woman laughed while Ariana just stood there, lost in her fantasies. When she returned to the conversation at hand, she had just one question.
"Where is this plant? Like, in the stories, where is it supposedly?"
The woman giggled a bit before realising she was being serious. "You're joking, right? It's not a real creature, it's probably just some plant with surprisingly long branches that someone saw moving in the wind." Ariana continued to wait for the answer. "I mean, if you really want to go find this stupid plant, the stories say it's in that forest over there."
The woman pointed at a thick forest a bit higher up the mountain, perhaps a half hour walk away. Ariana knew she was right - the plant wasn't real. But it looked like a nice enough walk anyway so she thanked the woman and began her journey. And if there was even a tiny chance of being tickled senseless by a tentacle plant, there was no way she was going to let that go.
"Say hi to the ancient moving plant for me when you find it." The woman mocked her as she walked away, leaving Ariana to begin her trek to the densely packed forest up ahead.
And so she set off on her journey, reaching the edge of the forest in under half an hour and spotting another sign about this curious plant.
THE FOREST OF THE ANCIENT TENTACLE PLANT
Ariana excitedly ventured into the forest, following the marked path with a wide smile on her face as she imagined what she might find inside. The rational part of her knew that it was all just a fantasy and she wasn't going to find some ancient tickle plant, but there was another part of her that really believed that she would. It was that part of Ariana that kept her going as she found nothing while walking through the forest for a whole hour. Eventually, she reached the end of the marked path, presumably the furthest anyone had bothered to explore the dense woods.
Ariana couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed that she hadn't found the mythical tickle plant on her journey. She was about to turn around and head back to the nearby town when she had a crazy idea. She would continue exploring the forest, past the marked path. Ariana loved walking around in the wild, so while she hoped more than anything that she would somehow come across the "ancient tentacled beast", she was happy to just go on a bit of an adventure through this thick forest completely untouched by any other humans.
It was about another hour into her journey that Ariana decided she should abandon her hopes of finding this plant and turn back towards the town. She checked her phone and was surprised to find that it was almost 3pm already, so she immediately turned around and started to walk back the way she had come, when she heard something rustling from behind her. Could it be...?
Ariana's heart started to race as she slowly and carefully stepped towards the source of the sound. She struggled through a particularly thick patch of bushes before coming across a small clearing, where she finally saw what she had been looking for. Several tentacles were slithering around the ground and wiggling in the air, all coming from one particular plant. It was unmistakable. She had found the plant.
Ariana couldn't believe her eyes. The myth was true, the plant actually existed. She was mesmerised by the way a tentacle seemed to wave at her, slowly floating towards the soft skin of her arms. She gasped as the tip of the tentacle split into two smaller ones, and these smaller tips also split in the same way. The tips of the tentacles continued to split and get smaller and smaller until they had divided themselves into about a hundred tiny tendrils only a few millimeters in diameter. As the tentacle slowly approached Ariana's right arm, she held it out and allowed the tendrils to wrap all around it. She let out a soft giggle as she took in the feather-like touches of the tendrils scraping around her smooth skin, driving her wild with ticklish lust. She had to try this.
Ariana quickly scrambled to strip all the way down to just her bra and panties. She had to try this. She had to see what it would be like to be felt and tickled by all those heavenly tendrils all over her sides, her armpits and her thighs. She had to try this.
She threw all her clothes to the side and lay down in the middle of the clearing, making sure to display herself to the many tentacles of the plant wriggling about. She immediately got their attention, and some tentacles began advancing towards her, doing the same splitting action and transforming their tips into hundreds of tiny, silky tendrils.
Ariana felt the first set of tendrils land directly in the middle of her stomach, and she had to dig her fingers into the ground to prevent herself from trying to protect her belly button from the unforgiving assault on one of her most ticklish spots. As the thin tendrils swirled around her belly button and began to scrape and skitter between each of her ribs, Ariana burst into uncontrollable laughter and tried her best not to move around too much and just enjoy the unbelievable tickling. She couldn't help but flinch around a little, slightly twisting her hips left and right to escape the relentless attack, but to her satisfaction, the tentacle followed her every move and offered her not a second of rest. Another tentacle reached Ariana's midriff and soon they were both tormenting her, picking up their pace as they dug into her sides, almost vibrating as they rapidly raked their fine tendrils all over her soft skin.
More tentacles were still slowly approaching Ariana's upper body, two of them were carefully slithering towards her shoulders, and Ariana knew what they were after. Her face lit up with a naughty smile as she lifted her arms up all the way over her head, giving the tentacles complete access to her armpits. Ariana's cackling reached new heights as her soft pits were ravaged by the insanely fast scraping and raking of the hundreds of thin tendrils. Her arms immediately started flailing about uncontrollably, and upon feeling more tentacles behind her, she instinctively grabbed one of them with each of her hands to force herself to keep her arms outstretched above her, surrendering herself to the plant, stretched out like a pencil. The plant took full advantage of Ariana's compliance and did not hesitate to send a few more tentacles to skitter up and down her sides, eliciting further screams from their victim as the tendrils were now exploring every inch of her upper body, except her breasts. Her armpits, her sides, between each of her ribs, nowhere was safe from the relentless tickle attack.
The plant was only just getting started, of course. Next, it sent yet more of the constantly splitting tentacles to focus on lower regions of Ariana's figure. When one set of tendrils landed on her lower waist, right above the entrance to her panties, Ariana shook her hips wildly as the tickling on the patch of skin right above her pussy drove her crazy. It was at this point that she first considered getting up and ending her tickle session with the ancient plant - the silky sensations on one of her most ticklish spots were almost too much to handle and she knew she was close to reaching her limits. For now, however, she soldiered on as she laughed through the unbelievable torment she was experiencing.
Next to be targeted were Ariana's sensitive thighs, causing her to howl out in laughter. The tendrils attacked between her legs just as they had done all over the rest of her exposed skin, scouring all around any skin they could find, skittering all the way up to the very edge of her panties. Ariana's pussy was now surrounded on all sides by the unbearably ticklish tendrils, while none of them had actually touched her panties at all. She could feel herself getting wet at the thought of how torturous those tentacles might feel right on her sex, but tried her best to put those thoughts to the back of her mind as she prepared to get up and head back to the town.
The final straw was when a couple of the tentacles started to poke underneath Ariana's bra, causing her to shriek as she felt the tendrils tickle her sensitive breasts. She immediately let go of the tentacles she was holding with her hands and moved her arms to her bra, trying to protect her tits from the new assault. Ariana decided that her hunger for tickling had been satisfied and started to get up, but the plant had other plans.
To her horrified surprise, Ariana found her wrists swiftly grabbed by the tentacles she was holding before, and she was forced back into the position she was in earlier as her arms were pulled back, stretched out over her head. She wildly tried to free herself from the vines but found that her wrists were completely pinned to the forest floor, and Ariana lost even more freedom of movement as more tentacles snaked around her arms and rendered them completely immobile. She was getting worried now as the assault on her body continued - her armpits, ribs, sides and thighs were all still being mercilessly ravaged by the thin tendrils covering her all over. Ariana began to kick her free legs about, trying to incapacitate at least some of the vines swarming around her, but they easily avoided her attacks and tentacles were sent to also wrap around her ankles, pinning her completely to the ground. Ariana had now lost the ability to move any of her limbs and was completely at the mercy of this strange and powerful plant. She yelled out for help from anyone nearby as she struggled against the vines holding her captive, but unfortunately she had traveled deeper into this forest than anyone had in over a century, and her cries were heard only by the wildlife surrounding her.
Now that Ariana was trapped and unable to resist anything the plant did, the tentacles continued their earlier mission of invading her bra. She felt the fine tendrils sweep around the sides of her breasts very lightly, forcing soft giggles out of her mouth, before the tentacles very suddenly pulled at her bra and ripped it off her body, exposing her tits to the plant completely. Ariana felt the breeze of the forest on her naked breasts, and was surprised to see how erect her nipples had become. As concerned as she was about suddenly being trapped by this sentient plant with no one around her at all, Ariana was extremely turned on by the tickling she had experienced so far, and the possible implications of the plant how having full access to her breasts.
However, she began to worry once again as a tentacle loomed over each of her open tits and started to split into thinner and thinner tendrils while slowly approaching their tips. Each tentacle had split into over fifty fine tendrils when they finally latched onto each of her globes, and Ariana shrieked as they scrubbed all over her tits, leaving no patch of skin untouched. Things got even worse for her as several of the tendrils started to swirl around her rock-hard nipples, while others tightly wrapped around her nubs, pinching and pulling them to elicit further screams from their victim. Ariana's eyes opened even wider as more tendrils descended on her nipples and started to scrape up and down them in a constant rhythm, showing no signs of stopping. She couldn't believe what she had gotten herself into, and helplessly begged the plant for mercy while thrashing about trying to free her wrists and ankles to no avail. Her pleas were unintelligible by the ancient creature as it continued its unbearable ticklish assault.
She was tickled like this for over fifteen minutes before the plant finally advanced to the next step of its plan. By now, Ariana had shut her eyes and stopped begging - she had stopped speaking coherently altogether, and had simply been reduced to a giggling mess. With her eyes closed, she was caught by surprise when a tentacle poked around directly on her panties. A moan escaped her as the tentacle pressed down on her sex, but Ariana quickly stopped herself and opened her eyes to see what was going on.
"Nononono this isn't happening this can't be happening stopstop please-"
More tentacles had gathered between Ariana's legs and she could see what they were intending to do. She wildly thrusted her hips left and right to throw off the tentacles, but they easily invaded her panties anyway, wrapping themselves around the thin material of her underwear before pulling sharply outwards. In one swift motion, the final barrier between Ariana and her mythical captor was ripped apart and her naked pussy was on display to the many tentacles ominously hovering over her waist. She tried her best to protest as her legs were pulled by tentacles from both sides, but it had no impact and she was forced into spreading her legs wide open, exposing her wet pussy completely to the hungry tendrils.
Ariana spasmed uncontrollably as the tentacles descended onto her most sensitive spot, and immediately began sweeping and skittering all around the outside of her sex. She howled with laughter with deep moans mixed in as her entire body was ravaged, and the tendrils on her breasts continued to up their intensity. She wasn't sure how, but she could feel the ones wrapped around her nipples start to vibrate powerfully, introducing her to new unimaginable sensations as she became more and more aroused. At the same time, more silky strands reached the puffy lips of her ticklish pussy, driving her mad with their feather-light but relentless strokes. With each passing second, the tentacles grew braver and ventured into more and more private areas of Ariana's sex - she could feel them slowly starting to stretch her pussy open, and her cries were intensified as dozens of the tendrils entered her and began scraping all around her inner walls, which were more ticklish than she could ever have imagined.
The worst was yet to come, as Ariana's glistening clit had been growing in her arousal, and was now starting to poke out of her hood. This did not go unnoticed by the tentacles near her sex, as several soft tendrils immediately swooped down and caressed her soaking button in much the same way as her nipples were being held. About a dozen tiny strands all wrapped around her clit and began twisting all around it, causing Ariana to become completely silent as she blankly stared into the sky with her mouth wide open, while the silky tendrils felt unbelievable on her most precious spot. The electric feeling went all the way through her body as her button was roughly pinched by the tentacles, and she shuddered with every pull and twist of her clit. The fine tendrils started to stroke her now swollen clit very quickly, almost vibrating, and she felt her arousal crescendoing from deep within her.
With these magical sensations on her nipples and clit, Ariana no longer cared about the unbearable ticklish assault on the rest of her sensitive body. Her mind was focused on just one thing, and that was the climax that she was rapidly approaching. As the nipple pulling and clit twisting continued, it got faster and became more and more intense, causing Ariana to let out deep moans of pure pleasure as she was taken closer and closer to her impending orgasm. As she got even closer, some of the tendrils inside her found her G-spot and began rapidly stroking it, turning her moans into one long primal shriek as her pussy began to spasm and she started to tremble, about to go over the edge...
...when all of the stimulation on her intimate areas suddenly stopped. Ariana didn't even realise what had happened at first. One second, she was on the verge of a mind-blowing climax, and the next, the tentacles on her pussy and breasts had retracted while all the other tentacles increased the intensity of their tendrils raking and sweeping around her naked body, again reducing her into a helpless laughing mess. Ariana couldn't believe what had just happened - her orgasm had been snatched away from her at the very last second by this... plant? How could it even be intelligent enough to know what it was doing?
Ariana was about to find out that the plant was, in fact, intelligent enough to deny her orgasm, and that was only the first time it would do that. She rejoiced as she saw the tentacles slowly descending on her tits and pussy once again, presumably to finish off what they must have accidentally denied her earlier. In the anticipation of the climax she badly needed, Ariana arched her back to bring her waist closer to the tentacles, allowing them to return to her soaking pussy as soon as possible. Her wish was granted as the tendrils instantly wrapped around her clit once again, and more tendrils dived deep inside her as before. This time, the stroking of her G-spot and vibrating of her clit started straight away, and Ariana focused hard to try bringing herself to an orgasm as quickly as she could. Her nipples were grabbed too, and the tendrils stroked and abused them relentlessly, taking Ariana to higher and higher levels of pleasure and arousal. As the stroking and scraping of her clit, nipples and pussy became faster and faster, yet more tentacles wrapped around her round tits, squeezing them to bring her ever closer to her climax.
All of the sensations on her most intimate spots drove her towards release at lightning speed, and Ariana focused on the unfathomable feelings coursing through her clit as she once again reached the brink of her orgasm. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she let out a deafening scream as she was a second away from her earth shattering climax, when it was taken from her in the same way again. Ariana saw the tendrils retract from her pussy and nipples, and the other tentacles increased their intensity even more, causing her to be forced down from the edge of pleasure in a fit of uncontrollable laughter. She thrashed against the vines holding her as much as she could, trying to find any possible freedom that could help her to escape. She was getting worried now, the plant could not have accidentally denied her at the very brink of an orgasm for the second time. Whatever the creature was, it was doing this on purpose, and Ariana's denial was part of its plan.
Ariana was right, the plant was indeed doing this all on purpose. The folklore she had been told by the woman back at the town was unfortunately not the full story. The myths surrounding the town always talked about how the magical plant uses its silky tendrils to tickle its victims senseless, but sadly for Ariana, there was more to the tale. To survive, the plant needed to feed. Ariana might have appreciated knowing what the plant fed on before surrendering herself completely to this insane ticklish ordeal, as it turned out that the ancient creature actually fed on very particular hormones that are secreted most when someone like Ariana wanders into the forest and becomes highly aroused.
Over many millennia of evolution, the plant had perfected the art of maximising the arousal of its captives, but had also learned that when its prey had an orgasm, the energy exhausted in that action meant that the production of the hormone it needed decreased a lot. For that reason, this ancient tentacled creature had developed a very specific feeding process. It would repeatedly bring its victim as close to an orgasm as possible while not allowing them to go over the edge, maximising the production of the hormones it needed. It tickled its victims as overloading its captives' senses had turned out to be an effective method to prevent their orgasm, no matter how aroused they got. The plant repeated this until it had fed on them as much as it needed. Then, before freeing its victim, it would send them into a powerful orgasm to get one final hit of the required hormones before the meal was over. Unfortunately for Ariana, the meal had only just begun, as she felt her clit being pulled by the fine tendrils for a third time.
Ariana arched her back again, welcoming all the attention from the tentacles in the hopes that she would be able to force herself to climax before the plant could move the tendrils away and deny her. Like clockwork, her nipples and clit were ravaged and pulled and she tried her best to will herself to orgasm as soon as possible, because by now she knew what the plant had in store for her. Her wails increased in volume and pitch again as she got closer to release, but once again the creature was unbeatable. This time, almost as if to tease her failed efforts, the tendrils on her clit didn't stop entirely and simply slowed down to very gentle tugs and strokes of her button every second or two. It wasn't enough to send her over the pinnacle of pleasure, but it was enough to keep her right on the brink. And that's exactly what the plant did for a few minutes. For Ariana, however, it felt like an eternity as she struggled against her restraints and thought about every sexual encounter she had ever had, in a desperate attempt to achieve her climax. But it was not meant to be, as she simply stayed there, teetering on the edge of release as the tendrils expertly manipulated her clit to keep her there for as long as they could before she got dangerously close to finally cumming and they had to retreat completely.
As before, the tentacles all around the rest of her body doubled their efforts to bring her back down from the edge of her orgasm. They dug into her sides, scribbled around the hollows of her pits, spidered between each of her ribs and buried themselves between her legs onto her smooth thighs. Ariana had lost the ability to think, her entire existence was just this unbearable tickling on every inch of her skin, keeping her from having the incredible orgasm she desperately needed. Once her arousal had dropped enough, the familiar cycle began once more and Ariana let out a sudden but powerful moan as her clit and nipples were grabbed again.
And so the plant continued this cycle of denial, using its tendrils to stimulate her clit and nipples until she was one stroke away from climaxing, then retreating those tendrils while upping the intensity of the tickling all over the rest of her body, until she was brought back sufficiently far from an orgasm, at which point the tendrils would return to her most intimate areas. By the fifth denied orgasm, Ariana had tired herself out and stopped thrashing against the vines holding her. By the eighth, she had given up on begging the plant for release and shouting for help from anyone that might hear her, and had been reduced to a constant stream of laugher and moaning. It was somewhere around the twelfth time she was edged that Ariana lost count of how many times she had been denied. The plant repeated this cycle for over two hours, by the end of which nothing existed in Ariana's world except her desperate need for release.
Finally, Ariana felt the tendrils all over her slowly move away from her body, giving her some hope that the plant might be done with her. Of course, it wasn't.
Continued in Part 2
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