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It was late at night when Gri and Valda went to their beds. Valda fell asleep right away feeling on top of the world after hearing her mother praising her enchanting work. She had forgotten about her dreamlike experience with the plant and her brother fingering her mere hours earlier. Gri stared at the table that once kept Gwen's clay pot. He stayed up to relieve his tension using the thought of Valda's sensually warm and moistened slit as his focus. He felt the pang of desire telling him to uncover his sleeping sister for another look at her soft scaled folds but Gri knew his parents, Keeval-da and Grim, went to their room as well leaving weiladel to cover the INN's business downstairs so he ignored the idea and stuck to what his memory could recreate for him.

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"I can't believe you actually took the mug from his hand and demanded another septim!" Keeval-da said giving a heaving sigh as she began removing her clothes. She stopped to think a moment at her statement and told Grim "No, actually I can believe it. What struck me funny was that he paid it." She laughed heartily.

Grim had stripped down almost immediately and hopped naked into the bed after kissing her briefly saying "Goodnight Pretty eyes." Keeval-da had only managed to take off her dress and blouse by the time he had slipped under the sheets.

"What Grim, no fun tonight?" Tapping her foot with her arms folded under her bust.

"Grim had hard day hunting today. Less to hunt with town growing. Much to think about too."

"Aw, I'm sorry my love." Keeval-da crept over to Grim's side of the bed kissing him and lifted the covers so she might snuggle up to him.

"Grim just so tired." He looked tired, and sad because of it.

"I can do most of the work you know." She straddled his hips pressing her chest to his. Grim's interest suddenly spiked and his hands followed suite by moving to her rump. "That's my Grim." She Grinned before locking lips. Her hands moved to remove her bra which she tossed carelessly behind her. "Grim will be really tired tomorrow, but he will sleep very well tonight." He said feeling her firm cheeks in his hands. Her tail shifted over his legs as she spread her hips further apart over him. Rubbing her slit back and forth across his dick while her bare breasts would press against him on every backward motion. -Grim is so easy to setup.- She thought to herself feeling his erection near completion. She shifted lifting a leg out of her panties. pulling the last vestige of material away from her soft scales.

"Pretty body is sweet to Grim."

"And you are so big. You get me so excited! I want you inside me tonight." Keeval-da held his shaft against her folds and pressed him inside with effort. All the years and two children later she was still fairly tight thanks to her Argonian regenerative properties. Her loins engulfed him with force and pressure on all sides as he pressed his hips further up into her body.

Unnoticed by the two lovers, the plant, Gwen, on the nightstand tilted itself for a better look and observed their passionate love with interest. Soon a crease formed along the sides of it's bulb creating a mischievous smile. It watched her ride him slow and gentle and pick up her pace to a rough rapid one. Grim's phallus sliding in and out of her tightly stretched pink flesh. Her smooth soft scaled figure being caressed and her heaving bosom flaunting it's firm yet soft mounds unknowingly for the onlooking plant. Her climax came as did his shortly thereafter. With deep and heavy breathing Keeval-da laid her head onto Grim's shoulder. "That was wonderful my love."

"Mmmm, Grim is luckiest man. Pretty Body the best woman!" His length shrank slowly within her before he finally pulled himself out and felt the running fluids ooze over him. "We made a mess again."

"Get some sleep Grim. I love you."

"Okay Pretty eyes. Goodnight."

As Keeval-da began to doze off Gwen, the plant, flexed it's vines about. Gwen reached towards Keeva-da but it's vines could not reach her from the middle of the nightstand. With an odd frustrated shake Gwen sat still a moment.

It pulled a vine before it's face, the oval bulb, and gazed at it's length. Gwen couldn't reach the sleeping Argonian with vines twice as long. Stretching its head over the pot looking at the table under it the plant had a plan to rectify the distance issue. Pressing it's vines to the table it lifted it's pot up and using longer vines Gwen pulled it's self quietly along the table till it was on the edge. Reaching out it touched the Argonian and shivered. Thoughts swirled in the plant's mind. Memories, dreams, and desires all flooded the plant giving it new ideas and a new outlook to life it had never experienced. Her youth, her first love, her time as a conwoman, the rape by Narvil, the love of Grim, the fears, the attack at the INN, the care of her children. Gwen ,the plant, pulled back briefly and absorbed this new data before it decided it wanted to experience them as well.

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Keeval-da was dreaming. It was a good dream about her family that had turned black in a wink.

She found herself in a familiar wooded area. -Where is this? I know I have been here before.- She looked around and noticed she was wearing tattered clothes in a forest near a cave. Her bra was half exposed as the top half of her white blouse appeared to have been ripped apart. Hearing a noise she called out "Hello? Who's there?"

When she turned toward the sound, revealing by its shape to be a deer. -A deer? Why do I feel afraid of a deer?-. She stepped forward to meet a bright green flash in front of her, a vaporlike mist surrounded her body -What is going on? I can't move!-

The shadow of a man suddenly appeared before her. "I'm not sure how you found the exit, it was well hidden." She heard him say as she fell sideways with a heavy thud. -That voice. It's can't be.- "How nice of you to announce your presence by calling out 'Hello'." When he got closer she realized who he was. -Narvil is dead! this is only a dream! Wake up! Wake up! Why won't I wake up?!-

Grabbing her by the hand, he started dragging her to an open field where he laid her out neatly. Arms out to the sides, legs close together, and he positioned her head to look at him. He moved over her body and straddled her hips. "Seems you had a wardrobe malfunction in there...", taking out a knife from his pocket, he cut the blouse off of her. -No! Please make him stop!-

"There, that's better." Groping her breasts he got a stun-muffled pitiful whimper from his victim. "You're right, this should go..." he cut the bra through the middle and spread it, giving him full view of her squeezably soft younger breasts. "Very nice Keeval, I like the slight hint of reds near the outer edge, you Argonians have such variety!" Cupping her breast as she breathed heavily, he sighed with delight. "This will last a few hours, plenty of time my dear, plenty of time." He was slowly shifting down her body. -Wake up! For the love of the nine, Let me wake up!-

He began to kiss her lips and a muffled cry escaped her.

His kisses trailed to her neck and collarbone. Keeval-da Whimpered not wanting to think how far the dream would go. When he kissed and sucked her breasts she gave out a displeased groan. She was disturbed as much by his actions as by the fact she was becoming aroused by them. It was as if her body was not used to the attention she was receiving. Making his way further down her torso over her smooth and tone belly, caused her to shudder. Her belt seemed to vanish and a knife appeared in his hand which he used to cut her dress slowly, starting at the bottom and working his way up. She tried to cry out or fight against this act but she could not. Her mind screamed and pleaded with all the gods she could name but the fantasy continued.

He felt up her lean legs before progressing to her thighs, which got her breathing heavy. Firm and strong, he reached under to feel her rear, gaining a startled inhale when he traced the underside of her tail and stroked along it's length to the tip. Holding it within his hands followed the tail back to her body running his touch gently over her vent. "We just got to the interesting part..." She tensed up as he pulled her panties down to her thighs. Keeval-da couldn't help but watch his excited eyes gazing at her small tender opening. "Wow girl, I'll have to loosen you up first..." Narvil proclaimed. She noticed her Panties had also vanished when he moved her legs further apart for a better view. He rubbed a hand over her clit and one across her left thigh to keep her steady. She couldn't help but moan at the unwanted stimulation. -Narvil is DEAD! He can't be doing this to me again!-

"That's right dear, you'll like this after a while... you'll see." -No, I won't you sick son of a bitch!-

He moved his hands down and spread her vent with his fingers and inserted another into her much younger sex. She screamed in protest but it was only a muffled cry. He moved the finger in and out of her slowly while he kept her stretched open. She tried to beg him to stop but couldn't speak as his digit ravaged her body. "You're really tight my dear, but I think you may be ready for stage two." He pulled his finger out, to her dread knowing what came next. It was replaced with two digits at her door. Her gate was fighting him as he tried to fit the second finger inside her, but with some force and a labored cry from Keeval it was there. He stopped spreading her cave and replaced his grip on her breast as he moved up her body. He plunged his fingers deep and began pumping her. With each pump she tensed up, but due to the spell was unable to make any motions. She began panting with undesired pleasures testing her core.

"Yes my dear, give it up." He pressed his fingers deeper into her now moistened slit, adding a twist motion to his thrusting digits. -This dream has to end! Wake up damn it!-

He lifted her head and gave her a forceful kiss while he pressed into her deeply. Slowly, he removed the invading units from her damp, pulsing path with a slightly slick sound before moving off of her. -Oh, no...Please no. someone help me! Don't let this happen again!- Her mind was racing with the future actions she knew would come. Narvil was suddenly naked above her only his shaft was far larger then she recalled.

"Now, are you ready Keeval-da? To pay for hurting my father?" -Father? What is he talking about?-

He moved atop her body, caressing her curves and enjoying her smooth scales against his flesh. She could feel his large thick member over her entrance while he groped and fondled her. He rubbed his massive cock back and forth across her opening. His face showed how much he was relishing her frightened responses while he played with her lithe frame. He moved back and positioned himself at her tiny wet vent, then moved the fine pale scales covering her silky flesh opening away with his hand and slowly crept his shaft up to her slit. While she continued to plead in her mind the dream ignored her and continued. He prodded her vent but he was too big to fit. A more forceful attempt only slipped it past her outer folds. The pain of his efforts took her mind from the wishings of waking and put them to hoping he would stop. Making a third attempt his shaft finally pressed slightly inside her tight body. Grunting as he slowly managed to force himself deeper into her silk vice. She howled in agony as his larger dick tore the skin near her clit. Keeval-da was in terrible disbelief of the pain as his shaft breached her fleshy walls. Inch by inch, penetrating her small frame that had not yet adjusted to the dark elf's appendage. Her tender walls fought desperately to keep him out of her womb. -It wasn't like this! He was not this big before! It's too much...-

"My, my, you're so incredibly tight, and warm...", pulling back and pressing harder, he gained another few inches through force, she continued to whimper. "...For a cold-blooded Argonian maiden!" Moving her leg over his shoulder, he pressed even deeper within her. Her body was breaking. Grunting with his thrusts, he slammed hard, hilting his member in her passage. Reaching up and cupping her bosom, his length filling her crevice, grunting and moaning, he moved to a slow but painful ramming, his hips nearly hitting hers. Hilting himself deep with every thrust gained sharp breaths with her fully trembling body. With her walls flexing inward against her will, he was sent reeling with desire as he made a final push, holding deep in the reptilian orifice filling her with his seed. He began to unload his semen into her coating her insides. The amount of cum that sprayed in her was far beyond her comprehension. force of his gushing sending waves of pleasure crashing upon her but she couldn't feel it through the hurt.Her Argonian body spasmed and orgasmed with his cock so deep inside. Lubricating his slow, continued thrusting with their combined mixture he said gleefully, taking breaths between words, "There, I enjoyed it too. I thought I would, but this was more then I expected." Their fluids drained from her sopping wet slit onto the plains where they lay. She was panting now, while he slowed almost to a halt when he brought her hips to his, burying his meat against her cervix and holding it deep while the trees and surrounding melted to blackness. "But we are not done yet Keeval-da..." Her eyes bulged thinking to herself -Why won't this end? Why does it feel so real?-

Narvil Jerked back to remove his cock from her convulsing grip. Even his removal was torturous to the torn passage of her lithe body. Through her tears and and the pain she wished for her death. -If I die in this nightmare maybe I will wake up.- she mused.

Narvil Then stood back from her watching as she slowly regained her movement. -I can move again! I can run away from this! - Not wondering why she took off into a full run and was stopped by a large man wearing armor thrusting an arm around her waist when she got close enough. The pain of her recent dream rape by Narvil entirely vanished and her clothes had spontaneuosly reappeared on her reminding her briefly of the fantasy despite how real it felt.

He pulled her roughly up against his broad body and said "Ah, we meet again lass! Your slender figure would be worth a heavy bounty to me." Keeval-da glance around realizing she was now in their INN. It was a bit tidier and showed less wear but was completely empty and only the two of them and a watching Narvil were inside. The mercenary that attacked her at the INN ten years ago was now very real to her in this ongoing nightmare.

"Let go of me!" She yelled. "Shame... I thought you would beg me for it this time." He slid his arm from around her waist with obvious intent by running his hand down her back and over her tail. -I remember this! Reynolder and our customers saved me!- She turned to look for Reynolder but he was not at the counter. instead Narvil stood there waving cheerily at her plight. The mercenary stood up fast forcing her to look him in the eyes as he held her muzzle close. He slipped the hand under her tail which got her eyes to spark open and her body to tense up.

"Well, Lass?" Her heart was racing and on impulse her eyes darted around for an escape route. His two fellow mercs guarded the doors and the nightmare Narvil stood close by the counter. When his calloused hand rubbed between her legs it snagged the fine material of her panties. "I wonder, do Argonians really only have one hole?" He soon found out by pulling the panties aside and slipping a finger from her behind into her entrance.

Keeval-da tried to remain calm as she teared up. -I just need to take my mind off of things till it's over- Her surroundings became much more important as he fingered her with his burly digits and groped her soft scaled breasts. She focused on the room and the items in it. The laughing Narvil was standing at the Oak counter where they served customers daily. On it were two empty mugs a few feet apart and empty chairs in front of each one. She also noticed there was a potted plant on the edge of the counter. A strange plant with long green vines that shimmered slightly. It was in a full purple-red bloom and it swayed and tilted to follow the motions of her tormentors. -That plant! That is my son's plant! Why is that here?-

She had no more time to consider it after the mercenary finished merely fondling and bent her over a nearby table. Keeval-da felt a pressure below that broke her attention to the details of the INN He had pulled her back onto two of his fingers just before painfully jerking her tail high up. He used an unnatural strength to lift her back end just by the fingers he had inside her. "AAAAAAA!!!!" she had screamed to which he pulled them out letting her flop back to the table. "Now that I have your undivided attention." He undid his pants. Keeval-da squirmed meakly when she felt his tip prodding her. "You can't! You're not real! This didn't happen!".

He wrenched her tail up again and forced himself into her. "Ughhhnnnn" Her body trembled as she felt his shaft penetrating her depths. Thought not as oversized as the nightmare Narvil was the merc was still commiting an atrocity. She tried desperatly to get away but one of the other mercs seemingly appeared in front of her holding her arms across the other side of the table. The big merc plowed her mercilessly from behind while pulling her tail to bring her harder onto his shaft. Keeval-da screamed out a whimper of defeat which temporaily drowned out the satisfied groans and grunts the merc was giving off. "I never knew... lizards would... feel... so tight!" he said thrusting his member deep inside her vice like hold. Worry filled her when the third merc took over holding her arms by tieing them to the table legs. Keeval-da then noticed the other merc's pants had gone away and his erect member bobbed in view of her face. "No! This didn't happen! This can't happen!"

Narvil stepped beside the second mercenary, holding the plant. "True Keeval-da. This never happened. This will happen though. You took me away from my father so I will take you in every way I can think of. It may only be a dream but I can make it a real nightmare!" with that he snapped his fingers and the merc gripped keeval-da's scaled head and moved forward. She could smell the musk of precum as she tried to pull her head away. From behind the merc shoved in hard and deep as if in planned unison to her scream the other penis passed into her maw. Her tght cunt was dripping with unwanted pleasure making the previously rough rape much smoother as the meat log now slid in and out of her wet walls. she couldn't help but moan around the other man's intruding unit. "I think she's getting into it!"

"We can't have that can we?" Asked Narvil. He nodded and keeval-da could feel her body tense up around the growing intruders that began to stretch her at both ends. Her vaginal walls were pulsing with desire around the large intruder. His size matched that of her husband, grim's. Her body bucked and jerked as the two forced themselves in and out of her holes. Keeval-da's Argonian frame expelled her fluids around the first and she gagged on the second. They both pushed into her and ejaculated deep inside her body.

After they had finished spraying her insides with cum they removed themselves letting Narvil walk back up to her.

Keeval-da now hung her head trying to remove the foul taste from her gullet by spitting as much of the cum out as she could. "Keeval-da?" Narvil called.

"Keeval-da?" He repeated.

Spitting one last bit she could choke up she glared at him. "You sick fuck!"

"Oh, my dear! You haven't seen the worst yet." Narvil took a step back to his right revealing a terrible sight behind him. Her eyes went wide as she gasped outloud at what she saw.

There at the counter where they served beers and ale sat in it's undersized pot the plant, Gwen.

Above the plant was her daughter, Valda, gagged, stripped naked, and tied by her hands to the rafters above. Valda was keeping her legs crossed and her tail tucked close against her. "NO! Please, don't do this! Whatever I did I am sorry just please don't do anything to my daughter." Keeval-da cried rapidly thinking of her innocent daughter being tortured like she had been so far. -they will kill her, she's too young!-

"'They' won't do anything with this one. This one is MINE!" Said Narvil motioning to the plant.

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*********\ **WARNING: This is a dream segment but it includes adult acts to an illusionary underaged character.* **************

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Gwen's vines moved in a slow wiggling manor up to the young argonian. The plant seemed to be growing it's vine's length at will in this nightmare as they had gone from a few mere inches to several feet. She pulled her legs up as it touched her feet but soon was unable to go higher and submitted to letting it move higher. This dream Vlada eyed it with curious fear trying to yell through the gag when it moved up to her thighs. "STOP!" Keeval-da demanded only to have a gag forced into her mouth by the nearby Narvil. "Keeval, please! This is your daughter's turn. Just watch as we enjoy her small untouched body quivering at our whims." He preceeded to cackle at her dismay as the vines went between her daughter's knees and pulled them apart as Valda struggled to fight it. Valda jerked upward in protest as vines pulled her tail aside revealing the fine untouched scales that resided at her opening. Her young imature slit came into view and Narvil gasped "My goodness! You're right, they prolly would have killed her. She has inheritted your tightness and at this age...". Keeval-da Tugged with rage at her binding but they did not give in.

She watched as three vines worked between her spread legs and as one rubbed Valda's sensitive folds. Valda squirmed at the touch jerking her body all that she could to keep the tendrals away but couldn't. The other two vines slipped slightly into her scaled folds and pulled them apart showing off her small virgin Argonian tunnel to the room getting an applause from the males. Valda appeared more embarrassed then scared but her mother was in full panic.

"This will be more fun then I had hoped. Look at that glorious jewel. Ready to be plucked." the third vine nudged Valda's path slipping inside as she cringed. It flexed rapidly once it gained a couple inches of depth. The young argonian's head jerked in protest while her lower body tensed around the small wiggling vine molesting her.

Her hips twisted trying to get the thin vine to leave her. The vine conitnued it's movements just within the girl's opening until a clear fluid ran down from it. She was moaning into her gag as the new pleasure ravaged her senses. Valda shuddered and her legs tried desperately to pull together on reaction to her first orgasm. Her face was flushed and she was looking ashamed and scared. More vines moved further along her body to carress her torso.

Narvil hopped onto the counter knocking over an empty glass while he did. Vines had now reached up to her petite breasts rubbing around them. Keeval-da could hear the muffled whimpers and moans from her suspended daughter. When her gag was removed by Narvil who stood on the counter she moaned out loud. Her tiny sharp teeth glinted from the lights. Keeval-da was now trying hard to break the table legs off but so far had little success.

The vine removed itself from the tiny argonian slit as did the other two that spread her folds open for the view. Valda gasped in relief since she was still being excited by it's 'fingering' vine. Her mother's eyes watched the vines with a trembling fear as they briaded themselves into larger vine. "Mom! Help me!" Keeval-da could not call out to comfort her but her tears said enough already.

"Now for the final show! Pay close attention Keeval-da while I 'De-flower' your daughter's womb!"

-NO! STOP!!!- Her mind screamed and pleaded and the braided vine halted on it's way to her daughter's cunt.

If the plant's blooming flower was it's face then the expression it appeared to have would be a massive smirk. Gwen, the plant, leaned it's flowery head towards Keeval-da who struggled on the table and in her mind she heard in a nearly angelic voice. "I believe you yourself said 'You do something bad, you have to deal with the consequences.'. Now you will live with yours."

With the end of the statement the braided vines moved against the little argonian's opening. Valda pulled back to have her legs pulled roughly downward. This pulled her arms up due to the binding rope above and her legs far aside. The vine that held her tail pulled it painfully straight back behind her but as the larger mass gathered at her entrance the pain was not even on her list of concerns.

Valda inhaled deep as it pressed so gradually past her folds and squirmed into her pussy. Her hymen snapped with a slick pop as the plant made it's way slowly up into her body. The young argonian screamed a horrible sound. Blood trickled down the vines as they pushed slowly inch by inch deeper into the living clamps of argonian flesh as her mother fought against the bindings. The young female writhed in horror feeling the braided triple vine spin within the tight confines of her tiny body. Tears rolled down Keeval-da's face as she watched the plant viciously rape her daughter.

When the dream Valda had her first orgasm she shuddered and moaned. Her fluids drenched the tendrals that fluxed continually in and out of her body until she stopped fighting back.

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"More fun then I expected. I must try this in reality sometime..." The Nightmare Narvil said stroking his chin.

Narvil removed Keeval-da's gag and squatted down to talk with her face to face.

"You sick son of a..." Keeval-da cursed at him before he cut her off with a finger to her lips. That proved a poor idea when she nearly bit it off.

"Now now, the ideas are all yours. I am merely using them against you."

"I would never hurt my daughter like that."

"But you feared that I might."

Suddenly the world began to melt around her. Only Narvil and the plant remained solid as the mercenaries blipped out of existence, walls vanished and chairs vaporized. "No! Not yet!" called a feminine voice from the plant itself.

As the straps holding her to the table vanished Keeval-da lept up and charged at Narvil knocking him to the ground.

His voice became a mess of mixed sounds and unrecognizable words. Keeval-da was still nude and ignored the world crumbling around her. "You have to die!" Keeval-da cried out as she choked Narvil who slowly vanished with the rest of the world. She could here that feminine voice cackling as it faded to the background. Colors emerged into view and her bedroom became visable. Lips were now pressed firmly to hers. Her vision wavered slightly out of focus. A blue faced Grim held Keeval-da close with his lips locked to hers. Once apparent, Keeval-da released her grip around his neck to hear him gasping for air. "Pretty eyes had a nightmare. Tried to hurt Grim. Kept talking about Valda." His eyes searched hers as she pieced things together. Grim glanced to the plant "Time to remove plant. Gri will be sad soon. Valda will be sad later. Pretty eyes needs to dream without nightmares. Plans change for love." Grim moved his hand between her loins which from the dream were soaked in a pool of her cum.

"I am going to burn that plant!" keeval-da said pulling his hand from her crotch. She lept toward it feeling herself halted mid grab by a strong hold on her tail. "let go of me! That plant needs to go, right NOW!" She yanked at her tail but Grim held it tight. Grim tried to reassure Keeval-da "Grim will take it away. Burn later, not now. Pretty eyes must trust Grim." .

His grip loosened once she stopped trying to reach the plant. "I do." She said in a defeated manor, but once Grim got off his side of the bed and began walking around she bolted upright, grabbed the plant, and darted naked for the door.

"Pretty eyes!"

Keeval-da barely closed the door before Grim caught her and threw the pot to the wall across from her shattering the undersized pot into pieces and tossing soil all over. Her fears of the plant truly being alive were realized when it pulled itself up and jerked it's self along away from her. Now in reality the plant, Gwen, was small and meek with vines no more then a foot in length. Claws prepared to rend Gwen apart were stopped only by 2 muscular arms wrapped around Keeval-da's midsection. "Let. Me. Go!"

"No, pretty eyes, must be done later!" Grim mentioned hurling his wife toward the stairs. She skidded to a stop near the top of them in view of a few customers that hearing the comotion were already nearing the top. They found Keeval-da stark naked on her stomach clutching her breasts in attempt to keep her dignity while yelling at them to go back downstairs. Looking back towards Grim she caught the last glimpse of him leaping through the second floor window with the plant in his large hands to which she could only say "Damn it!".