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Following hot on the heels of my last submission, I present the next part of Alyx's continuing saga. This episode continues immediately after the previous story, however it is not necessary to read the first to enjoy this one (But I'd love it if you did anyway!) I plan to keep these going in a somewhat episodic fashion, where each chapter will (hopefully) stand well enough on its own, with distinct sequences separated from eachother, particularly where it involves the different 'layers' of the story. As always, any constructive criticism you have is entirely welcome.

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Falling... Falling... Alyx felt as if she were plummeting through the darkness for hours, at some point beginning to make sense of the situation, "Oh goodness... why would I be falling? Where... where would I be falling? I hope I'm not falling into some sort of dark cave... full of bats! Oh dear! I wonder if bats eat rabbits? I hope not..." her ramblings continuing on for some time before she finally came crashing to the ground with a resounding thud. Rubbing her head, she sat up slowly, opening her eyes with much trepidation to see just where she had landed. More importantly, she looked over herself first to be sure she wasn't hurt, which a cursory inspection revealed a curious revelation, "All that distance I fell... and not a scratch on me... Curious. I suppose I should be thankful... How... how did I even get here?" She scratched her head as she looked around the area more intently.

It seemed she was in a long hallway, oddly familiar though she couldn't quite figure out why, with three doors on either side, one slightly cracked at the end with a bit of light spilling out. For some reason she could not explain, she couldn't bring herself to look at that door for long, tempted for a moment to run over and close it, then hesitating as if gripped by some intense fear, "Perhaps... another time," she muttered, turning around on the spot. Immediately behind her stood another door, her hand reflexively trying the handle which refused to turn as if locked. She felt a strange desire to enter that room, even attempting to force the handle several times before sighing and turning around again to consider her options, "Six doors... there are six... no, five... five doors I can still try and... what's on that table there...?" Her voice echoed down the hall as her gaze drifted to a table she hadn't noticed before, her footsteps silent on the tile floor as she closed the distance between herself and the table.

"Hmph, useless," she snorted, turning her nose up at an empty bottle toppled over, and a plate with a few crumbs on it, perhaps from a cake of some sort, "rather pointless to leave these out... somebody certainly should have cleaned this up!" She started to turn, pausing as the table was just in the corner of her eye, "I wonder... am I supposed to have cleaned this? That... seems absurd... but... Curious, I don't even know why I'm here or what I'm supposed to be doing." Though concerned, she seemed to get over that thought rather quickly, shaking her head as she tried to recall what she was just thinking about moments before. "Doors... Right. Five doors. Well then..." She walked back to the locked door, trying the handle one more time before looking back down the hall, counting three doors on the left and two on the right, a large curtain now covering a part of the right wall where a third door might have been.

The absence of the missing door didn't even cross her mind as she covered her eyes with one hand, pointing out with the other, speaking a childish rhyme as she pointed at each door in turn, opening her eyes only at the conclusion of the silly rhyme, pointing deep into a strange forest. "Now... why was I here again...?" Scratching her head in mild confusion, she considered her surroundings, turning around and finding no trace that she had ever been in the hallway. "Right! I went through the door and walked outside... and there were trees... and I kept walking... and... Ouch!" She squealed as she hopped back from the spot she had just been standing, a welt rising on her shin where she felt as if she had been struck, though she would find no source for the pain, "Must have... tripped over something, yes..." the thought came so naturally, though now she wasn't sure if she had been walking or standing still before... clearly, she must have been walking, else she couldn't have tripped over a vine, or a root, or anything else for that matter.

Alyx peered up through the canopy of the trees overhead, the light soon growing too bright for her as she moved to bring her arm up to shield her eyes from the light. From her position laying on the ground, she found herself unable to move either one of her arms, or her legs for that matter. Oddly, this didn't quite yet distress her until she considered that just a moment ago, she could have sworn she was standing up... "What... how did I... Ahhh!" She squealed sharply as she felt a piercing sensation in her right arm, followed by a dull burning ache. Frantically, she tried to rub at it with her other hand, finding that arm suddenly moving freely as she rubbed at the epicenter of that rapidly spreading warmth. Moments later she was laying flat on her back once more, unable to move arms or legs, the sun in a different position in the sky than she had remembered... how long had she been there? Just a few moments... just a few hours... just a few days... how could she be sure?

Her contemplation of time left her oblivious to what was going on around her, as it would soon be made clear that she was not alone in this forest. Looking over at her wrists and down at her ankles, she could see nothing that could be holding her in place like she was. Looking back up to the sky once again, she noticed the sun had shifted once more, and then a shadow darting about just on the edge of sight. She tried to follow that shadow, though it seemed to keep itself in the corner of her eye, never coming into full view as her head whipped to and fro, trying to chase that crafty ghost... only just barely aware of the steadily growing warmth between her thighs. She let out a soft moan, eyes closing for just a moment, opening to see that the sun had moved yet again as she would squirm in her bonds, now keenly aware of a strong feeling of emptiness.

She looked down to her ankles once more, suddenly keenly aware of the cool air on her naked fur, nipples standing erect as the breeze teased over them and causing her to squirm once more, pulling against the vine-like appendages that were coiled 'round her arms and legs to hold her down. Moments later, that shadow would creep out from the edge of her vision to crawl up between those parted thighs, the rounded end of yet another vine teasing against the slick, puffy folds of her lower lips. Gasping audibly, another vine would dart out, quickly invading her open mouth and spurting out a sickeningly sweet fluid which she felt compelled to swallow down quickly, sending her mind swimming in a euphoric daze while also numbing the back of her throat, allowing that tentacle to slip into her esophagus without triggering her gag reflex. Far from panicking, the rabbit felt as if this were her sole reason for coming here, to be held here and filled by this creature.

Eyes opened wide as she felt the lower vine press in past her folds, slipping easily past her well moistened folds, the tip of it oozing out a steady stream of that same fluid which was now being constantly pumped directly down her throat. Except, it wasn't quite the same... where the fluid that had been spurted into her mouth had dulled the senses of her throat, the fluid from the lower appendage seemed to make every inch of her inner walls as sensitive as her clitoris. As that lower vine pressed in further, she moaned more and more around the one burying more of its length in her throat, its passage marked clearly by a bulge that moved down her neck. Eyes closed tightly as toes curled, her back arching as sharply as her restraints would allow as she felt a flood of her own juices join the fluid spurting from the tip of the vine buried in her cunny. Muffled squeals and moans would escape as her body desperately wanted to thrash about in intense pleasure, her inner walls so incredibly sensitive she thought she might go mad from the pleasure as they pulsed and squeezed around the invader down below. Each time Alyx thought she had reached the height of her climax, she was proven wrong as the thick vine pressed in further and further, 'til the tip of it pressed against her cervical ring, still coating her insides with the sensitizing fluid which now dribbled out of her to form a growing pool beneath her.

The vines seemed to be content with their positions within her, one at the entrance to her stomach, pumping it full of sweet fluid, while the other remained perfectly still pressed against her cervix. This allowed Alyx some time to come down from the euphoric highs she had been brought to, every muscle in her body feeling like jelly after all the strain they had been put through by her body wracking climaxes. She could hardly see straight anymore, barely aware of where she was, or how she had gotten there, and content to lay perfectly still until she had regained her strength. Of course, nothing so dull would occur, as the lower appendage pressed more intently against her cervix, the rounded tip narrowing to where it could just barely penetrate the tightly contracted ring, pressing in and beginning to dribble its fluid directly into her womb. Her heartrate increased rapidly as she begin to panic a bit, struggling and pulling against her restraints, feeling the sensation of dried leather digging into her arms and legs, some panicked voices shouting in the back of her mind, just on the edge of consciousness. The canopy of the trees overhead became a blur, visions of a surgical lamp overhead flashing into her vision before being pulled away as a familiar burning spread up through her arm once more.

She was in the forest again... the sun was absent from her sight, but she could still see, still knew where she was and that everything was right in the world. A moment of discomfort would pass as the vine which had penetrated deeply into her forced her cervical ring wide open, her back arching once more as the intense pleasure of its ridged surface pressing deeper into her overtook her once again, bringing her to the very edge of climax, but not quite over it. A muffled groan expressing her disappointment was all she was capable of, though it soon became a loud moan of intense pleasure as she felt the end of that vine expand within her womb, a large amount of fluid flooding in before it lay dormant once more, the bunny's heartbeat now resonating in her ears. She lay there for nearly a minute, perfectly still, before something happened again.

The vine pulsed within her, one final spurt of fluid coating the inner walls of her womb as she felt a thick bulge pressing up against the outer folds of her netherlips, pressing firmly against them before finally forcing its way into her. The vine thickened inside her as the bulge moved within it, her hypersensitive inner walls convulsing around it and slowing the progress of it as Alyx felt climax after delicious climax wash over her. The bulge hadn't yet reached her womb before another one pressed in to her, the first stretching her cervical ring a bit more before being deposited into the fluid which had filled her earlier, the second following soon after. She lost count after the fifth orb, which she now assumed to be eggs being deposited into her, each egg accompanied by still more of the fluid from before as the other vine kept pumping fluid into her stomach. Drifting in and out of lucid consciousness as she was kept in a constant state of euphoria, she quickly lost track of how much time had passed since the first egg pressed into her, her stomach now bulging with fluid and her womb swollen with eggs, giving her the appearance of someone several months pregnant by the time the last egg was deposited into her.

Both vines then started to retreat from within Alyx, the lower one drawing just barely out of her cervix before another spurt of fluid would coat that inner ring with a thin, rapidly hardening membrane to ensure not even a drop of fluid would escape. Once it had accomplished that task, the vines withdrew rather unceremoniously, disappearing and leaving the bunny panting heavily as she tried to recover from the overpowering sensations. Head tipped to one side, mouth agape as her tongue lolled out to the side, chest rising and falling steadily with her breathing as she drifted off into darkness once again, vaguely aware of the wind washing over her fur as the trees rushed by, as if the forest were moving rapidly around her before blackness overtook her once more.