102. Charlatan Forest, Part 4
*Selected Webling Jumper Aphrodisiac Venom!*
*Fucked the Sundew Treefolk – One Forest Mark!*
*Forest Marks – One*
Mandragora Photosynthesis
Photosynthesis (Sundew, Pitcher)
Twisted Treefolk Twisted Apple
Twisted Treefolk Roots
Pitcher Treefolk Vines
Sundew Trap Tendrils
Mandragora Plant Growth Magic
Plant Growth Magic (Sundew, Pitcher)
Twisted Treefolk Bark Skin
Twisted Treefolk Earth Magic
Treefolk Cock (Twisted, Sundew)
Pitcher Treefolk Stomach Acid
Sundew Trap Sweat
Nothing too exciting. Gabby sure makes Plant Growth Magic look good, though. When my mobility develops past using Vines, maybe I’ll switch that ability for Trap Tendrils. Maybe I could use Sundew Sweat in place of Spider Climb? Bark Skin seems underwhelming.
A couple minutes spent recovering, cleaning, and redonning any doffed garments (Gabby’s robes) later, we’re almost ready to depart.
“Hey, not cool. I thought you looked hot!” Olindia objects to his treatment, bringing new meaning to the phrase, 'talking out the ass.'
The Sundew Trap puts his hands on his hips and looks down at himself. “Yeah, skirts are scorching, but I don’t do boobs. Maybe something like this?”
Olindia shifts at his direction until the pink dress meets his criteria. Drosera settles on an ultra-short miniskirt that bares the bottoms of his ass cheeks when he walks, pink stockings and garter belt that leave a tasteful absolute territory, long sleeves with covered shoulders but with a massive cutout baring his chest from navel to collar. Pink heart pasties cover the nipples on his flat chest and red Sundew stalks poke through the dress on his shoulders.
“Damn,” I say, fully ready to push him down again.
“I daresay I’d take a tumble if I wanted to brave the acid-glue,” Gabby stage-whispers to me.
“He’s cute,” Jonny says while nodding politely, a true boob man through and through, “But I’m not into guys. This doesn’t quite do it for me.”
Bro is a pure boob connoisseur! I wonder how he feels about monsters with human top halves like Sirens and Centaurs. He seems like the kind of guy to fuck a rock if it has tits... and I guess he actually did just that.
“That’s a shame, stud,” Drosera eyes the young man’s skintight Stone Ooze bodysuit up and down with a lusty grin. “I’d love to get a taste of you.”
"Sorry, I appreciate the interest, but I'll have to refer you to a colleague of mine back home. All the gay monsters in my hometown say he's the best Top since," Jonny pauses as I cut in.
“Not the time,” I break up the interaction. “We need to—”
“Um, Alex,” Flou3 says in Suka’s voice, relaying a message from the desert team, “Don’t panic, but I think we’re stuck here.”
I panic. “FUCK!!!”
Then loud buzzing fills the air.
Above us hovers a flying insect monster girl. She’s blond and covered from face to ankles in a fine layer of yellow fuzz with a stripe of black across her breasts and groin. A fat bee abdomen half-again her humanoid bodyweight grows from her tailbone with a sharp stinger sprouting from the end. Her arms, legs, and bee abdomen are striped. She has compound eyes with a spark of inner light in each that tracks us like pupils and a pair of compound aviator goggles on her forehead.
She has four arms with humanoid hands, but insectoid claws in place of feet. A pair of large insectoid wings like panes of glass grow between her shoulder blades. Fluffy patches of lighter-colored fur grow on her collar, wrists, and ankles, giving her an extra dimension of cuteness. However, each of her hands clenches a stinger dart dripping with venom.
“Bee Girl,” Gabby says.
“Hey, everybody, I found one!” she says, doing a cute little midair dance while waving her abdomen about.
Then a score more Bee Girls swoop down into the clearing.
Today just took a sudden turn.