Flowers of the Lily Nymph 8

Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry

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Tik Tik is a kobold from the Dragon's Heir Tribe. She discovered a strange magical book on the sexuality of various races, and decided to set out as a wizard to learn all she can about sexy things. Along the way, she met friends, like Adaeze, the gnoll who puts on a tough exterior, but wishes nothing more to be feminine. Together, they decided to take ona monster known as the "Lily Nymph" in order to secure the bounty that the creature had acquired. Caught by the servants of the nymph known as her "Flowers," the two adventurers have to survive an evening tied up in a cave. What tortures will the flowers put them through?

The Adventures of Tik Tik," is a fantasy erotica series starring a kobold woman seeking to learn more about the sexual nature of different cultures and creatures of the fantasy world she lives in. In this series, I like to delve into interesting characters and mix storytelling, character analysis, and sexy scenes to make an interesting read for all involved, and its all made possible by the support of my generous patrons. If you'd like to see more Tik Tik, please consider funding me at any level. Different tiers grant you more content and more input on the creation process of these stories, but I'm always looking for feedback on my work, so please, also consider joining my discord server.

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“Damn it all," Adaeze growls. “Will this night never end?

The loud, thunderous shaking of the walls around them springs all the women to attention. Panting, the cat whines. “I… I thought we had the wards up!"

“Something must have lured them here," Valana says. “Alright, here's how it's going to go. You all take them to the glade. I'll stay behind and handle it."

“B… but-" Gimmegee squeaks.

“No 'buts" Valana continues. “She would rather have most of us survive than the oldest and most used of her servants. Now, go!"

Before she could even finish that last word, the feline and the reptile rush over towards the captives. Kera clasps to Adaeze's arm and hoists her up, while Slusk picks Tik Tik up by the horn and then cradles her in her arms. As they rush from the cave, bright, phosphorescent vines rise up from the ground, yet the women are unhindered by their sudden growth.

Tik Tik peers around the lizard woman's back, only to see a large, muscular creature, about the size of a troll, crouching over the entrance to the cave. It's face is nothing more than a grinning skull with a long mouth and with two terrible horns protruding forward. Where the eyes should be, glowing green lights rise from within the otherwise empty sockets.

The beast leaps down on top of the elf, wrapping its enormous hands around her throat as it pins her down to the ground. Similarly, the glowing vines shoot around the creature, lashing around its horns, its neck, its arms.

Kera grabs onto Slusk's wrist, halting their progress through the forest. “Please, Slusk… we can't leave our sisters behind. Not like this. We're far enough away to watch and see if there's anything we can do."

Slusk grits her sharp teeth, her hold on Tik Tik squeezing the little kobold, a fight in her mind brewing as she considers their options. “Fine… but on my signal, we retreat. We can't have them find out where our lover rests her roots."

“Well, if we're going to spy on them," Adaeze speaks up, “we might as well be quiet about it. Over there," she points to a little section of brush. “We should be able to see everything and bolt if it comes to it. I really, really need to find out just what these… things, are." Her eyes look toward Tik Tik. Such a dramatic departure of the plan requires her boss's input because, as far as she's aware, the spell she is under is still in effect

The kobold nods. If the baroness wants this Lily Nymph taken out of the picture, then there must be some sort of power play involved that she is not aware of, if the Nymph was some sort of ruler of the forest. She sighs, worried that she has stumbled into another politician's ploy even outside of the warrens of her home.

Nestling quick behind the bushes, the party peers through to see the evolution of the harrowing battle before them. Valana lays underneath the beast, its massive hands wrapped around her throat. Though her face drains with color, her determination does not wane from it. Instead, her eyes burn with magic as the vines she summoned wrap around the bulging, sinewy muscles of her opponent, flora fighting to pull fauna apart. With a roar, the beast's arms are torn back and up, binding it to the tendrils of Valana's vines.

Coughing, the elf pushes herself up, rubbing at her throat. Her voice is harsh and hoarse, yet she doesn't waver in her resolve. “Tell your dark leader," she begins, stumbling up to her feet. “That this forest is the home of our lover, and it will not be spoiled."

The beast roars into her face, fighting against the ties that bind it down. Its eyelights burn with a fiery anger, uprooting the plants as it lunges closer and closer toward her.

“Let me show you," she says, lifting up her spear, and pushing the butt of the shaft up between its legs, “who is really in charge of this land."

The beast stops, its jaw open in, what? Surprise, fear? And it stops trying to fight back as the elf steps up closer, reaching down for her skirt and tugging it down under her hips. She climbs on top of the monster, her one hand over its shoulder, the other still holding onto her weapon as she mounts the beast.

The creature groans, its eyelights calming down to a more serene blue as it closes its jaw. Valana leans in, pressing her lips up against the thing's teeth. “Let me soothe your savage heart…" With that, more of her vines rise up, swirling around the trunk-like legs of the beast. Three thick vines twist together to form a point, brushing up between both of their thighs, the thick, strong vines teasing against the elf's lips as they rub also against the monster's own nethers. With a thrust, Valana's vines spread apart into two groups, one of them pushing up into herself, while another disappears within the creature.

“It's a girl?" Tik Tik asks.

“Our lover isn't the only one who finds the use of the women of the forest," Slusk says, her hand gently petting Tik Tik's back.

The beast rears its head back, its jaw wide open. It groans, trying to break itself free of the elf's magic and penetration. Valana strokes a hand at the creature's chest, cooing gently as she tries to sooth it with nature's ancient dance. Soon, the grunts and groans that come from the beast are more like the domesticated creatures seeing its master's way for the first time.

Valana smiles, pressing her lips against the bone where ts cheek would be and patting the monster gently. “Yes…" she coos. “That's right. Let the magic take you back to where you want to be…"

The creature's eye lights dim and its head lowers. The muscled body relaxes as its arms pull back to the vine's desired position.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Valana reaches down, wrapping her fingers around the vine that penetrated her body. But she gasps as the vines push in deeper into her, making her arch her back and stare up into the night.

The creature's eyelights glow a bright red once more, and with another roar, it rips the vines around its arms by their roots, wrapping its arms around her in a crushing embrace. It lurches forward, knocking Valana down to the ground as it wraps its arms tighter and tighter around her body.

Shocked, Valana's eyes widen when she sees beyond the brush, shouting, “what are you still doing here!?

The creature looks upwards, straight towards them, but a knot of plant matter bundles together like a large fist and cracks against its skull, shattering a few teeth.

“Now, now, now!" Adaeze says, patting Kera on the shoulder. The feline snaps out of her stupor and gets up, followed closely behind by Slusk. The four make their way out into the deeper forest with a mad dash, the battle cry of their companion rising up through the darkness of the night, followed by the crunch of bone.