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Pumpking's Demands

by Alice Clawford

Commission for Pokemonmanic3595

Tonight was a clear walk. Brisk and chilly, but one that Alyssa barely felt. Her fur kept her warm, and so did the alcohol she'd drank from the party she'd just visited. Halloween night for Alyssa was a good excuse to party, a time to let her fur down and have some fun with her friends. She'd made a small effort into her Halloween costume, little white wings brushed her back when she got excited and they flapped in the wind. She hadn't gone with the intention of attracting men for a good time, but it sure helped to look sexy to get a few free drinks given to you. She was always careful, just in case. Spiked drinks weren't uncommon, and she always stuck with her group of friends. She knew how to get plastered and be cautious and sensible at the same time.

Today had been very busy, like Alyssa expected. It took a good hour for her to get her make up done ready and brush her fur to make sure her stripes showed off beautifully. She wanted to look her best, after all what was the point in going out to feel good and not looking your best? Sure, she might look like a wreck afterwards and near the end, but that was the signs of a good party.

The pub crawl went well and it was getting well into the night when Alyssa finally decided that was enough. She was struggling to remain standing straight and a rush went to hear head. She was pretty pissed.

Knowing her limits, she gave each of her friends a hug, some a cheeky kiss on the cheek, and promised to send them a text when she got home. A couple of her guy mates offered to drive her home, but she wanted to walk back and get some fresh air. She hoped that with the walk back home, which was only a fifteen minute walk, might stop her from drifting off and sober her up a bit.

Which it did. She took the sensible route home, though she'd walked this way many, many times. It was brightly lit with street lights, even though it was a bit more of a country path than through the town, few people walked this way with their dogs often enough.

It was October, and as she passed by the fields nearby, the pumpkins that hadn't yet been harvested and were probably going to be thrown or sold for cheap lay spread out on the field. Alyssa had been by this field many times, but never saw a farmer or any equipment or vehicle. It was almost like this field was abandoned, yet every October there were still pumpkins, that soon disappeared into later November. Perhaps the farmer was simply terrible? She had no idea, she wasn't well versed in farming either, she knew about nothing about it, but she was definitely curious. It seemed like a shame, as many of them were rather large. Alyssa wondered why they were never sold, maybe pumpkins were simply not doing so well any more?

Rustle.

Alyssa stopped. She turned to look, but out in the fields, it was too dark to see anything, even with her good night vision. She sniffed, but her senses were dulled after drinking too much. It sounded like a small animal, maybe a badger or a fox? She was curious, she'd never seen a wild one before! In her still drunk state, Alyssa walked forward into the pumpkin patch, climbing over the wooden fence that did a minor job of keeping intruders out. She held her skirt close to her, hoping it wouldn't get caught in any nettles and pondered forward slowly.

Rustle. There it was again. This time, she saw some bushes moving slightly, so she knew where to go. There it was! She looked all around where she saw the rustle, hoping to catch sight of the small animal, but it blended in with the other bushes so well.

"Hey, little guy, where are you?" She whispered, trying to coax the small animal out, but nothing else moved. It was silent, besides the slight breeze blowing and the trees stirring in the wind. The town was far enough away now, though she was only five minutes from home, she figured she would cut her losses and head home. She could feel exhaustion starting to crawl whilst she was standing in the darkness. She'd keep an eye out for the badger or the fox, but there was nothing much else she could do now.

She shook her head and turned around to start heading home.

Something latched onto her ankle.

Alyssa shrieked, but it was already too late as the thing that grabbed her pulled with such strength she fell down to the ground with a heavy thud! Dazed and surprised, Alyssa didn't react much for a second or two. Until she was being pulled away.

"Ah!" She gasped and reached forward to grab at what was touching her. A vine. A thick green vine, like rope, coiled around her leg and curled further around in a tighter grip, fully intending on not letting her go. Panicking, Alyssa dug her claws into the vine, hoping to rip it open so she could make her escape. Her claws penetrated the thick skin of the vines and she could feel ooze of sap cling to her paw, but the vines didn't give up and kept dragging her further and further into the field.

"What are you!? Let me go!" Alyssa shouted, kicking her foot out hoping to claw her way out, but it was like a tight snake was constricting! It begun to hurt her ankle how tight it was squeezing, but nothing she did seemed to dissuade whatever thing had her.

"Please! Stop this!" She begged, and it was with this final beg, that she looked up to see what had her. Before her, she saw a huge pumpkin, bigger than the rest, the king of the pumpkin patch. It was easily the size of her, standing as tall as a person and on the face was a carved jagged smile and two sharp triangle eyes. Its mouth and eyes were lit up, as if tens of burning candles were lit up inside, but Alyssa couldn't see. It was like they had been carved by a teenager for Halloween to scare the locals. Well, it had certainly done its job at this present moment in time!

"Oh haha! Very very funny! This isn't cool! It's not nice to play a dirty trick like that to a woman on her own!" The tigress was furious. She couldn't hear the giggles of the boys that were playing this trick on her. Probably wanted to scare her and see beneath her skirt. What perverts!

She didn't hear an answer back, but the vine around her ankle stopped pulling her. She turned on her side to get a better look, blinking several times as she noticed what was looming behind the pumpkin king. Several more vines than the first, loomed over him like a dark promise of what was to come. Alyssa shivered, dread pooling in her stomach as she let out a nervous giggle.

"O-oh, really now. Isn't this going a bit too far?" She wasn't sure what to do. Calling the police sounded like a very good idea, her phone was in her bra that she'd set to vibrate during the night and it would be so easy to call them. But she didn't. Taking a better look at the pumpkin, she could see no wires, there were no mechanical whirls to it and she couldn't hear the buzzing of the nights nor the crackle of the fire she expected if this was a joke. The pumpkin didn't move, but she swore she saw the smile grow ever so slightly.

One of the promised vines slithered towards her whilst she was taking in the pumpkin, and the tiger yelped in surprise and fear. It touched her tail, she yanked herself away, wanting to get out of its grasp, but she still couldn't get the first vine to let go. She shivered on the ground and swung her arm, aiming to claw the vine. That angered the pumpkin, as the vine suddenly struck and latched around her wrist.

"Let me go!" She shouted, fighting furiously to get out of its grasp. To no avail, as she clawed at the vine on her wrist, it simply slithered around her other wrist, encasing both in its grasp. She was caught, trapped in its grasp and could barely move.

"H-help!" She cried out, shouting to be heard in the open field. But there was nobody around. Her house was still five minutes away, and the town was far too loud to hear anything from this distance. She was stuck, on her own, in the grasp of the pumpkin king.

She shuddered with fear, not knowing what would happen to her next, as she lay there helplessly. She felt one of the vines slither right to her, right up against her. Her clothes caught on the vine, the little hairs dragging against the cloth and she soon felt them against her bare fur. She shivered, feeling almost like a snake was seizing her up. She'd read about that, things university students did when they were bored was searching up useless information and hearing the story of a giant snake who curled around his owner because he was sizing him up to eat him... Alyssa's mind spiralled on that thought. She looked to the face of the Pumpkin King and saw it staring. Just staring. She'd almost believe that it wasn't alive, but the vines told a different story.

Her top lifted enough to show off her bra, and she winced as the straps lifted and scratched at her back.

"Quit it, please just stop." She spoke quietly, scared and meek, knowing it was helpless but voiced out by instinct.

Another vine touched her leg, a different one than the one holding her captive. She tried to kick at it, dig her claws into it again, but her paws slid off the greenery. The vine moved too quickly for her to try again. It slid towards her, brushing against her thigh, tracing the line of white and orange.

"What...?" Alyssa squeaked, surprised and yet aroused all the same. A tender spot, sensitive and where she liked to be bitten and licked, and the vine traced right across as if it knew. She shot a surprised look to the Pumpkin King, but still there was no change to the imposing vegetable. What was it doing?

Alyssa got her answer, as the vine below slid forward, pressing at her crotch. She flinched and tried to close her legs, tensing up but it did little to deter the creature. It brushed against her lower abdomen, then slunk down between the bottom of her underwear. Alyssa huffed, her face suddenly blushing as she finally put two and two together.

"You've got to be kidding..." If there was something she didn't expect, it was to be fucked by a pumpkin. And that thought suddenly seemed very uncomfortable, as the vine brushed against her clit and she thrust her crotch forward by instinct. She gasped in arousal, but there was the slight pain from the brushes of tiny hairs on the pumpkins vines. This one was thinner than the others, like it was at least being considerate for her comfort... somewhat. It still didn't mean she welcomed it.

"Don't you dare!" She turned a fiery glare to the Pumpkin King, who still hadn't moved the entire time. She had a feeling it was laughing at her, that wide smile was just the expression it felt towards her maybe? She was bad at hiding her reactions, and the vine below was... oh she hated to admit the tiny furs felt good against her clit. She could feel her underwear starting to cling slightly to her, as she grew more excited.

Whilst that was happening, the vine at her back slid down her shoulder, curling around her form. It brushed down her top, then down to her breast. It slid beneath the bra with no problems and brushed her hardened nipple like a caress.

Alyssa moaned, unable to hold back any longer. And she felt pretty angry at herself. This felt... good. Better than good. She felt better than other lovers she'd had. Did her previous partners suck that badly? Or was she just a freak that needed that extra kink in her life? Still, her thoughts spiralled as the vine at her crotch moved from her clit, slithering past and brushing against it constantly, before heading to her centre, where the real prize lay. Alyssa couldn't help but press back slightly, constantly feeling on edge and teased by the plant in a way nobody else managed to. When the first tip of the vine pressed between her lips, she shuddered and moaned, surrendering to the whims of the pumpkin.

"Oh God... fuck... this..." She wondered if she was talking about herself, the situation or the plant itself. But that thought quickly died, as the thing shifted slowly further inside. The little hairs brushed against her flesh, different and yet more delicate than the spiked cocks she'd taken before from other big cats. Her heart was beating fast, her pants and groans were loud and the rustles of the vines moving kept her on edge for what would happen next. It pressed deeper and deeper into her, and stopped before it became too painful or worrying. It buried within her, pressing close to her g-spot, and gave her a few moments to get used to the feeling.

Her breast was still being played with through this, and her eyes sparked as pleasure soared to new heights. Until that vine gave up. It didn't seem satisfied with just that, and lifted itself. Alyssa pouted, growling and was ready to demand what was going on, but her open mouth proved invitation enough. The vine struck, pressing itself into her mouth and down onto her tongue. It hadn't charged forward enough to choke her, but gave her enough time to process what was happening, before it dived down further into her mouth.

Alyssa only gagged slightly at the taste. She could taste the bitterness of raw plants and the dirt of mud it'd dragged through. The hairs proved less of a pain, as her tongue was sharper, stripping parts of the vines hairs. Yet, the Pumpkin King didn't seem to mind. It moved, thrusting in time with the one down below, pressing into her at the same time and leaving her.

Fuck me... this plant knows what its doing. She thought, and that in itself sounded crazy! It's a fucking plant! And yet, the best fucking plant. She would've laughed a little at her joke, if she wasn't taking a vine up her vagina and another in her mouth.

Oh, but that wasn't the end of it. She felt another, slipping down the back of her underwear, curling around her tail on the way. Oh, Christ. Alyssa closed her eyes with a mewl, as she soon felt a third vine pass between her arse cheeks and brush at her anus. Her tight muscle hadn't been used for a while, though she'd played with herself there before, she flinched as the vine touched there the first time. Still, it didn't wait, as it pressed harder, insistent, and finally breaching past her tight ring. That hurt, she felt a burning pain there for a good moment or two, but it was soon replaced with pleasure from being thrust into her other holes. Alyssa felt herself tearing up, her emotions going haywire and all the strong feelings and her nerves were on fire everywhere! She was feeling overwhelmed, control taken away from her completely, and yet she was begging for more, begging to be filled entirely. Her struggles ceased, and she even found herself pushing back against the vine that brushed her clit with each thrust it gave, tensing her muscles inside to huge the vine close.

She thrust her head back against the ground as white stars flushed her vision, her g-spot was being assaulted and she felt oh so full... beyond full! She felt like she might explode, that tension rod so tight and yet grew more and more strained with each thrust it gave. Three different places, all in sync with one another and she was pressed down against the ground to endure it. She didn't complain.

Alyssa mewled and cried out as she felt it rising, her euphoria reaching heights she'd never realised before and tears of pleasure slid down her striped face as finally her entire being shuddered and convulsed as her climax reached. Her muscles clamped down on both vines, she suckled at the vine in her mouth, licking every part of it and obscene moaning and grunts left her. Liquid spilled from her, her excitement sliding down her thighs and into the soil beneath, feeding the flowers beneath her.

The pumpkin, meanwhile, still didn't react at all nor change, even as it thrust her harder and faster, its pace frantic as she reached her climax. Soon, it too reached what Alyssa assumed was an end. No noise left the monster, but it pushed far into her, anus and vagina, and secreted liquid into her. Oh, she felt ready to explode again, bloating up beyond anything she'd ever felt before! She felt it pouring into her, oozing out of the vines strangely, and then... into her centre, small oval pellets. She felt them, the vine stretch as it pushed something into her, seeds maybe? She wasn't sure, but she couldn't protest, as those too brushed her clit and filled her up.

She found herself cumming again, shaking with excitement and her paws curled up as more of her juices mixed in with the liquid the vine filled her with. It spat pellet after pellet into her, she wasn't counting, but she could feel her belly extend very slightly.

Soon, it was finished, and no more was left to fill her up. The vines all pulled away slowly, dragging itself out of her like it never wanted to leave. Oozes of liquid rushed out of her, flooding beneath her and coating her back and clothes she still wore. Ugh, she'd definitely need a shower and throw these in the washing machine when she gets back. She laid there, dazed yet entirely satisfied, listening to the rustling of the Pumpkin King moving away. And just like that, it was gone. There, she lay, playing back the whole event and taking deep breaths as she rested up.

It took her a good ten minutes, before she finally stood up and continued the walk back home with a skip in her step.