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In the very dead of winter, navigating a hedge maze would be a piece of cake.

"...Was this our last right turn, or...uh..."

In the full swing of spring, with flowers blooming around every corner and walls higher than a being could climb, navigating a hedge maze was a total nightmare, and despite her legendary charisma and leadership skills, Sabrith was still struggling with navigation.

"This map is just taking us in circles, Sabrith...I'm sure I've seen that particular orchid at least four times by now! Can't we try going the other way?"

Her wife and traveling partner, Tayelle, was typically a bit more level-headed about such a situation, but after spending hours going around what she thought was the same path, over and over again, she was actually dizzied, and couldn't stand the thought of going around in one more circle.

"But the map says that we have to go to the right!" Sabrith shot back, trying not to let her own frustration boil over. It would have been a rather typical day for the pair of catgirl adventurers; chasing a hot lead on an unfathomable amount of treasure, getting lost in a maze and having to fight their way out, only this time, there was a total and utter lack of enemies, other than their own lack of orienteering skills.

Even with a stock of powerful magical spells at her disposal, Tayelle didn't know of any magic that could help them move forward, short of a fire spell to burn down the hedges...but there would be no way to put them out. "If we turn right again, I'm going to try and find my way back to the entrance. Please tell me that we can try going left...I swear the plants are starting to mock me!"

Sabrith couldn't help a quiet giggle at that. "They're plants, Tay...you really think that they're capable of mocking you?"

In the modern world, where technology and concrete jungles ruled supreme, the concept of plants having rational thoughts was laughable.

In the world of magic and mystery that was the home of Sabrith and Tayelle, it wasn't such a farfetched concept.

"Honestly, I sometimes wonder about it..."

The casual breeze that managed to carry through the hedge maze wasn't helping Tayelle's nerves. Every time that the pair of catgirls made their way around another corner, the orchids, lilacs and roses, gorgeous as they might be, brushed and swayed against the thick mass of greenery that was the walls, creating the tiniest of taunting squeaks, the kind of sound that might be missed by the ears of a pure human being...but to Tayelle, each sound rung clear as a bell, leaving her to wonder if the plants really were whispering about her as she aimlessly wandered.

"And I'm telling you, here and now, that there's no way these plants are saying anything about us," Sabrith confirmed, trying to hammer the point home. "If anything, they'd be guiding us to a way out of this green hell, anyway..."

"What leads you to believe that? A hedge maze is grown so that it's harder for people to get out, Sabrith. I don't think the plants that are forced to do the bidding of someone else would cooperate with the people within it!"

Whether it was mild paranoia or full blown hysteria, Tayelle was clearly bothered by something about the hedge maze. She and Sabrith had been lost together before, plenty of times at that, and it was rare that she allowed herself to come undone so easily. Even in situations where they'd been in far more danger, she managed to keep her calm and maintain a cool head.

This time, her mismatched eyes of teal and gold narrowed on the very plants that surrounded her, as if she could convince them to confess to an evil plot with her glare.

" You're the magic expert here, Tay. If these plants really were magical or enchanted beings just camouflaging themselves, wouldn't you be able to see it, or at least, sense it?"

Tayelle shook her head. "It doesn't always work like that. All organic things give off a trace of magic that any mage can sense, but in the case of plants, it's different. They supply us with different substances to create potions and tinctures with, and they all have their own risks and benefits. Thanks to the way that the magical energies of plants can be moved by the wind, however, it's very easy for them to mask one another..."

"...And you're picking up something sinister from the roses, I suppose?"

"This entire maze feels sinister, Sabrith!"

"Well, they were trying to hide a treasure here," the red haired catgirl pointed out, as she paused in her tracks and adjusted her battle garb, "And a maze of greenery of this size probably catches all kinds of magical energies from all over the world...and, y'know. Thorns. Roses have thorns. Gotta watch out for those."

Tayelle smiled at first, feeling that perhaps Sabrith was starting to take her seriously, but a quip at the end, while being true to Sabrith's nature, didn't exactly settle well with the pink haired catgirl. "The very least of my concerns is getting pricked on a single thorn, Sabrith! If this maze is truly meant to conceal a treasure, then there is a chance that a greater mage really did imbue this maze with magic!"

"But...you can sense that magic."

"I can sense it, yes-

"Then what's the problem?"

"I can sense it everywhere. I don't know where it's coming from, where it's going, or which plants are actually giving off the signal."

Sabrith was quicker to aggression than Tayelle, but she did her best to be a source of comfort for her timid lover.

At the painful realization that the walls, the ground, and even some areas over their heads were made from literally nothing but plants, she couldn't keep a visible shudder from passing through her body.

"So...how long have you been feeling these sensations, Tayelle?"

Tayelle wished that she hadn't seen Sabrith shaken so easily, but she couldn't blame her wife for the moment of panic, either. "The first time that I felt like we were wandering in circles, I began to wonder if the maze itself was causing an issue. The second time we went past this corner, I was sure that I feel evil magic at work."

"Now it's been four times," Sabrith remembered, "And you're feeling what, exactly?"

"Like we should run for the exit as fast as we possibly can."

Sabrith managed a snicker that jumped right past confidence and landed in cockiness. "Or, we can keep on pressing forward, knowing that evil magic is trying to prevent our progress, and defeat whatever the source of it is, in addition to finding our treasure!"

Flattening her ears the moment Sabrith spoke, Tayelle only wished that the velvety flesh upon them was thick enough to drown out the idea. "There's no reward for killing some random mage and breaking the evil curse of a hedge maze, Sabrith. There's nothing to be gained from all of this trouble!"

"Other than the treasure that we initially came for," Sabrith reminded her.

"I can't help feeling like I ask this a lot, but are we sure that this treasure even exists, Sabrith?"

"...W-well...y'know. I'm pretty sure it exists."

Pink ears went even flatter as Tayelle rested her cheek in her palm. "And you're absolutely certain that it's waiting at the other end of this maze?"

"There has to be something pretty special over there if they put this kind of defense in place, Tay! If we turn back now, we'll definitely be empty handed...but if we carry on, at least there's a chance that we might find something of use to take back to camp!"

"Then I have just one request, love."

"And what's that, Tay?"

Tayelle walked right past her wife with a tiny, arrogant smirk, to take the left turn that she'd suggested minutes beforehand. "We try taking a left turn, because I promise you that we've taken that right turn four times already!"

Sabrith rolled her eyes, but caught up to her lover just in time to give her backside a quick swat. "All right, all right...if we don't make it out of here alive, though, it's all your fault!"

"Says the girl who brought us here in the first place..."

With only the warning of danger that Tayelle had to offer, and a confidence that it was a danger they could surpass, Sabrith managed to calm her nervous shaking, and seeing that returning confidence, Tayelle was able to lead the pair onward. The evening sun was starting to set over the edge of the hedge maze, and thanks to the titanic height of the walls, visibility was fading fast. Though she wanted to reserve her magical energy for an emergency, Tayelle was force to whisper a subtle incantation, and as her fingertips uncurled, a soft, amber light illuminated the path ahead, resting in her palm with a comforting glow.

If Tayelle knew the kind of mistake that she'd made in that moment, it was certain that Sabrith never would have let her hear the end of it.

"Good thing I brought a magic user with me," Sabrith murmured, walking in time with Tayelle and keeping a vigilante eye out around the maze. The corridors were wide enough for four people to walk through, side by side, leaving the catgirls plenty of space to move around, but they hadn't seen another soul since they entered the maze, and perhaps just as eerily, there were no remains anywhere within the greenery. It was as if no one had ever ventured into the maze before, and yet, the occasional trail of footprints seemed to appear from time to time. The hedge maze was playing tricks on the pair, and despite her excellent hunting skills saying otherwise, Sabrith was beginning to question if the footprints were their own from before. "I'd have been completely lost out here without you, my darling."

"You can see perfectly fine in the dark," Tayelle reminded her, as if Sabrith had forgotten her feline abilities. As the magical orb illuminated, however, Sabrith was just trying to draw a sensitive blush to Tayelle's cheeks, and her sweet talk was doing exactly that.

"I can, but you look so much better in the light, Tay..."

"S-Sabrith...is...is now really the best time?"

Living in the fast-paced and deadly world that they did, danger and privacy acted like an aphrodisiac for most, and Sabrith was hardly an exception to the rule; she was amorous most of the time, without any help. To put her in a situation where her libido might spike would guarantee that Tayelle wouldn't get away without a little rugburn.

What the pink haired catgirl didn't guess, and couldn't have possibly known, was that her own magic was feeding the very plants that she worried about...and in turn, they were feeding Sabrith a cocktail of vapors, ones that she couldn't quite smell or taste, but they were beyond effective.

"Not like there's anyone around to interrupt us, my love. I couldn't think of a better time or place."

A delicate stroke along Tayelle's cheek played down the side of her neck, as Sabrith's hand came to rest upon her upper back. Certainly the more aggressive of the pair, Tayelle let out a meek, pitiful mew as Sabrith tugged her closer with just that slight of the hand, and pressed her lips upon the billowy, soft flesh of her wife, leaving a tiny, teasing trail of kisses up from the silky smooth skin of her cheek, right into the corner of her lips. A mere whimper from Tayelle wasn't enough to stop her amorous lover, and before she could mount a proper verbal protest, she felt Sabrith's fiery lips caressing over her own, melting away any semblance of resistance that she might've had.

"Mnn...nn..." she rumbled in delight, the small, iridescent orb floating up from her hand as she let it rest on Sabrith's arm. The magical light floated above them, illuminating the passionate exchange for all of nature to see, and though neither of the catgirls were looking to see it, nature itself seemed to bend to the lustful whims of the pair, as the very orchids that Tayelle was so suspicious of earlier reached out and began to brush against her shoulders, offering the softest of massages. It was such a light touch that Tayelle couldn't have hoped to notice it, but she couldn't deny the overwhelming sensation of relaxation that washed over her form as she sunk deeper into her lover's kiss.

Hips pressed right up to hips and began to grind gently as Sabrith allowed her body to mimic her hips, knowing there was little in the way of the teasing sensations under Tayelle's battle garb. The oversize, long black robe that hung just down to the middle of her thigh managed to keep her looking adorable, and yet, the exceptional decoration of it all made her appear as a mage to be feared, or, in the case of Sabrith, admired. The only place that the red haired catgirl would rather see the robe was around her ankles in a pool of leather and fabric, and normally, she wouldn't have complained about a little help in freeing Tayelle's body from those garments.

That evening, she was going to have far more help than she ever would have asked for, and she still wasn't aware of the invigorating mist of the plants, even as it continued to seep into her nostrils, sink into her skin, and light her every nerve ablaze with the most pleasant of tingling sensations.

To Sabrith, it was nothing more than her usual reaction to sharing a lustful embrace with Tayelle.

To Tayelle, it was a little bit strange when she felt the buckles around her hips coming undone...despite Sabrith's hands resting upon her upper back.

"Mnf...nnf! S-Sabrith!" Tayelle stammered out, struggling to break free of the kiss when she felt Sabrith's fangs poking and teasing at her delicate lips. "How...h-how did you do that?!"

Sabrith was still grinning from ear to ear as her tail curled from the excessively pleasurable kiss, but her fangs faded from sight, and her lips thinned as she watched Tayelle's battle garb spill to the ground in a waterfall of black leather and red decorations. "I didn't do that, Tayelle...I'm not complaining, exactly, but...uhm. How did you do that?"

"I didn't do it either," Tayelle muttered, narrowing her eyes at her wife just slightly and lifting her tail at the feel of the cool, tantalizing breeze of the evening, caressing at the smooth, bare flesh of her backside.

It couldn't have been a greater contrast from the warm, gooey flesh that she felt brushing against the soft and fuzzy fur along her long, prehensile tail.

Gritting her teeth together and wincing her eyes shut for a moment, Tayelle wished that she didn't have to turn around and look over her shoulder. She wished that she could merely turn and run out of the maze, but whatever she felt, Sabrith didn't seem to notice it, and if it was inspecting her tail, it was only a matter of time before it tried reaching at some even more vulnerable areas.

"Tay. Don't. Move."

Sabrith drew her hands back from her lover with a hint of regret in her expression, but her eyes narrowed with precise anger as she lifted the massive battle axe from upon her back. She swung it down fiercely, cutting through the wind with such speed that Tayelle could feel the air rushing around it, right as it neared to her back.

Her ears flickered at the powerful WOOOSH, but whatever Sabrith was aiming at, she never hit it. There was no sound of metal striking flesh...only the unsettling, unusual sound of straining tendons as Tayelle looked up to see a tentacle dangling out of the walls of the hedge maze, wrapped around Sabrith's arm and keeping her from swinging.

"W-what the hell?! Let go of me, you jerk!" Sabrith growled as she looked back, finally able to see a long, thick appendage of green, drooling as it stuck to her wrist and kept her arm bound into the hedges. "Give me and Tayelle some privacy, would ya?!"

Tayelle knew that privacy was far and out of the question by now, as the tentacle that inspected her tail slipped down along the underside of her sensitive flesh, reaching and probing until it came to settle upon her bare rump, sending her jumping forward at her lover.

What she felt around her lower back wasn't the comforting touch of Sabrith's embrace, but yet a third tentacle, springing out of the hedges and wrapping around her midsection to keep her from making any further sudden movements.

"Sabrith, I t-think..."

" Yes, we should have listened to you in the first place," Sabrith was quick to admit, as she used her free arm to grab a knife from the side of her belt, "But now is not the time to be saying 'I told you so!'"

Sabrith swung rapidly at the tentacle, but the second one, seemingly innocent in the way that it inspected Tayelle's backside, was quick to spring to life once again and sneak between the legs of the nude catgirl, sliding up between her thighs and gliding along her womanhood to leave a glistening trail of thin, green fluid upon the sensitive folds. Not taking any extra time, it caught Sabrith's wrist just in the nick of time, preventing what might have been their only chance to escape the predicament.

What came next was exactly what Sabrith wanted, at least, moments before: she was yanked down, and her face was stuffed right into the peach-fuzz thin hair of Tayelle's pubic mound, right into the path of the mysterious liquid that was left upon it.

"I wasn't g-going to say that," Tayelle said as she tried not to wiggle, but it was all for naught. Her body couldn't keep from squirming as the tentacle sunk back through the supple curves of her thighs and teased between the crest of her rump, tickling against her quivering pucker, as well. "But if you were really that eager to have a little fun tonight, maybe we should have saved the treasure hunting for tomorrow, hm?"

"I cannot believe you're seriously trying to be the funny one right now!" Sabrith barked out at her mate, still struggling against the tentacles. As flexible as they were powerful, the appendages easily moved behind her body from the hedges and pulled her arms behind her, as well, leaving her unable to escape the mouthful of her own wife's snatch. "We're in a serious situation right now!"

Tayelle trembled all over again, able to feel the vibrations of Sabrith's voice radiating against her clit. "I-I know, Sabrith, but...I c-can't help it...these things are doing something really weird to me...I...I can't help myself!"

It was only then that Sabrith realized just how wet she'd become from a simple kiss. It was nothing new for her to feel a tiny bit of dampness upon her crotch after a smooch from her lover, but when she felt trails of her own arousal spilling down her thighs and soaking into her flesh, she was only just starting to realize what had to be happening.

She was drunk with lust from the plants, and the clever greenery timed it just right that she never would have noticed a thing, if not for the tentacles finally making an appearance.

" Please tell me that you have a w-way out of this, Tay...please tell me you've got some kind of a spell up your sleeve!"

Tayelle wouldn't have lied to her wife, and certainly would have loved to cast a spell, but before she could conjure up an incantation, a pair of twin tentacles shot out of the hedges behind her and wrapped around her arms, tying them together behind her back in a tight, wound pattern, leaving her no chance to separate her arms once they were stuck together. Shuddering from the lukewarm fluids that dripped down over her arms, Tayelle squirmed and struggled to get away, but it wasn't just the physical restraints around her arms that kept her from trying harder to make an escape.

It was the sudden and overwhelming, and nearly painful sexual need that she was filled with, one that left her wishing she could dig her claws into Sabrith's hair and tug her face forward.

"I'm afraid there's no way out of this, ladies...seems you should have listened to your little friend earlier, Red."

The orchids themselves were finally taunting Sabrith and Tayelle in words they could understand. Eyes went wide, and jaws hung agape as the rather normally sized blossoms began to expand. Petals spread wider and wider until they dared to fall off of the hedges and drift to the ground, but they never quite separated; they only continued to grow, and in the very center of each bud, a pair of lips started to appear.

"Now, you're damned to the same fate as the rest of us..."

Devilish smiles were accompanied by piercing eyes of radiant pink as full faces emerged from the smooth, vibrant petals of orange. Skin of green that was only just slightly lighter than the hedges themselves came into view, and just as Sabrith felt that she couldn't be violated any further, she felt what she thought was a tentacle, pressing and probing against her backside with a teasing pace.

The smooth and familiar curve of a male's tip, however, slid down along the narrow gap just behind her rump, right over the deliciously tender flesh of her cunt.

"D-don't...please don't..."

Shockingly enough to the creatures, it was Tayelle who protested, not Sabrith. The red haired catgirl was almost drooling with anticipation, having succumb to the aphrodisiacs to such an extent that she was nearly living in a dreamlike state. In her mind, it was merely Tayelle standing behind her, wielding a sex toy and brushing it against her drooling, pouting folds.

"Don't worry, beautiful!" came the voice of the second creature, leaning over Tayelle with all of the same intent as his partner. "You just have a higher resistance to the spores than your lover...but with her mouth drooling right over that sweet, tight little pussy...how long can you really resist what you know you can't avoid?"

If not for her use of magic, Tayelle would have been in the same position as Sabrith already, but even with her advanced abilities in the arcane arts, she could feel her thighs starting to tremble, and her body shuddering against the mindless advances of her wife. Sabrith was every bit as eager to taste her lover's slit as she was to have her own filled, and her tongue was already starting to pass her lips, less than a breath from teasing over the excited, erect nub of Tayelle's clit.

With just that tiny lunge forward, pressing a hot, moist tongue upon Tayelle's clit, the pink haired catgirl felt her resistance melting away, and finally, spilling away like the familiar trickle of liquid arousal dripping down her thighs.

"F-fuck me, Tay..."

Wincing her eyes shut from the feel of her lover's tongue upon her heated sex, Tayelle could only believe that Sabrith was really asking for such a thing in voice. She didn't dare to open her eyes and look down upon the lewd display between her thighs, pretending that she still had any resistance to cling to. "Pl-please...do it...fuck me silly, Tayelle! Please!"

Pink furred ears went flat to Tayelle's head, and as she felt what she knew was something more than a tentacle probing at her folds, her mind faded into the same haze as Sabrith. It was as if they were sharing the same lust-filled fantasy, and though her arms were bound, Tayelle could simply imagine gripping Sabrith by the ears and forcing her to drown in the endless flow of her womanly desires.

As the cock of the mysterious creature spread her delicate folds apart and started filling her womanhood, she nearly made that dream a reality. A mingled cocktail of her own liquid arousal and the same strange, mysterious slime of the creature spilled from her cunt and dripped down over Sabrith's eager tongue, leaving a glowing mess of green upon her lips, and a similar glow in the very pits of her eyes.

"I knew she'd give in before too long..." the creature, better known to other parts of the world as an Alraune, said to his fellow being. "Think she'll be a perfect addition to our little garden, don't you?"

The other Alraune, one of the only males of his kind, was already grinning wide and wincing his eyes shut with pleasure as he pounded into Sabrith, using his tentacles to keep her arms pulled back and away from her body. Anymore, it was only to delight the kinky nature of the creature, who felt a deep and sadistic pleasure in watching his victims helplessly writhe around his thick, green member.

There was no desire left in Sabrith to escape, of course, and pinned between the thick, powerful cock of her captor and the delicious, sweating folds of her lover was about the best place that she could imagine being, whether or not she'd been poisoned by a beast of nature. Rather, she was bucking her hips wildly back against him and greedily drinking from the fountain of her lover's desires, swallowing down every thin stream of fluid that she possibly could.

"Mnn...nn...T-Tay..." Sabrith groaned, knowing that she was being pinned down by another male, and yet, the chemicals that flowed through her body like a second bloodstream kept her from caring much about it. She could happily drink herself drunk on the fluids of her partner, and even in her fantasy filled mind, the cock that pounded into her womanhood and spread her wide around it was just a bonus for her to enjoy, whatever might come of it.

Slowly, and finally without regret, Tayelle opened her eyes and looked down upon a sight as lewd as any she'd ever seen. The creature was fully exposed from his blossom by now, standing on two legs and two feet just like a human male...but the way that his flesh spread apart made it look as though he was made from the flowers himself, and tentacles wiggled and writhed about, sprouting from his lower back at will. It was such a strange, and yet, arousing sight to Tayelle that she didn't even try to protest, or warn Sabrith as she watched one of the tentacles descending on Sabrith's tailhole, sneaking right beneath the underside of her long, red tail.

The only scrap of concern she could have felt was in the dazed and dreaming look of emerald green that had captured both of Sabrith's eyes.

"W-what...what is this...?" Tayelle asked, her voice floating from her lips like a dream from the mind of a child; without proper thought, or realization that she was speaking. "Her eyes...they're so b-beautiful..."

"She's accepting her fate," explained the Alraune behind her, as his hands, smooth as the petals of a delicate flower, came to rest under Tayelle's breasts and cup them. She bit down on her lower lip, completely uncaring of the tiny trail of drool that started to fall from the corner of grinning expression. Her eyes began to roll back, and though Sabrith wasn't truly of a mind to notice, Tayelle's own mismatched orbs were slowly fading into a emerald hue as well, as a similar colored fluid began spilling into the muscles of her womanhood. "The same way that you should, darling...I can pump you as full of my seed as it takes, but one way or another, you're joining us forever, this evening..."

The slippery tentacles that left Tayelle feeling so disgusted before were now a welcome surprise to the lust-drunk catgirl, and as two slippery, wiggling tendrils spread her sweet, supple rump apart, a third, drooling appendage came to split the difference. It pressed against her pucker with a curiously slow approach, as if it were going to merely explore her most forbidden orifice...but her hips, still just barely able to move, simply wouldn't allow that to stand. She jutted her rump back against the invading tentacle and let out a cry of delight as she forced it as deep as she could, only to find the tentacle was suddenly just as eager to play along with her. Trickling fluids of green spilled inside of her ass as the tentacle pressed onward, entirely mimicking the actions of the thick, firm member that refused to go easy on her snatch.

What is it...what is my fate now? Tayelle wondered to herself, the last remotely rational thought that crossed her mind...before she felt it changing in a way that she couldn't hope to describe. A bubbling sensation radiated out from the flesh of her brain, as if there was a bubble bath being run inside of her skull. Despite how strange it was, Tayelle found the sensation oddly soothing, to the point that the rising of her own climax was something of an afterthought. It was happening to her body just as naturally as breathing, and her inner walls squeezed and clenched around the invading Alraune to try and milk it of whatever foreign substance it was spilling inside of her.

With each thick, sticky spurt of green inside of the pink haired catgirl, she felt a new bubbling sensation within her body, and always in a different place, until the smooth, silky tone of her skin seemed to be changing, right before her glossy eyes.

"D-damn, girl! Never thought you'd be so eager to become one of us..." the second male grunted and groaned with delight as his hands, if they could be called that, gripped Tayelle by the hips and dug in, holding tightly onto her as her orgasm rocked her entirety, even if she wasn't aware enough to enjoy it. "That's it, baby...you sweet little pink kitten...milk every drop out of me, and it'll all be o-over before you know it!"

Just across the side of the path, the first Alraune was reaching his own peak, as his cock pulsed and throbbed within Sabrith. Despite her being lost in a drug-induced fantasy, Sabrith's skillful body hadn't forgotten a thing; her hips moved with a precision that couldn't be taught, and her inner walls fluttered around the cock like a set of welcoming, soft hands, squeezing near the base and the tip in different intervals, never giving the creature a chance to adjust to the sensations. "They're f-fuckin' good, man! I can't take anymore...I...I'm gonna fill her up!"

An orgy with unprecedented consequences was finally coming to a head as the creatures, born of nature and magic, spilled the last of their forbidden seed inside their respective prey. With cunts drooling and dripping with a load of cum they couldn't hope to keep in, Tayelle was finally freed from her tentacles and allowed to slump over Sabrith, collapsing in a messy heap with her lover, still lost in the daze of an insatiable lust. She was still trembling just slightly, and just enough that she couldn't manage to fulfill her earlier desire. The thought of holding Sabrith in close and squirting all over her face was still very alive and well in her mind...but the ability to follow through simply wasn't there anymore.

Of course, Sabrith was already a terrible mess, with her cheeks streaked with glistening trails of the climax of her lover, and the strange, smooth fluid of green that spilled from the Alraune that filled her own wife in front of her.

Panting and trying to catch her breath, Tayelle managed to crack just one eye open enough to see that the green streaks in the cheeks of her wife weren't liquid anymore...they were her own flesh, starting to change right in front of her eyes.

Panic should have been racing through Tayelle's mind as she watched the splotchy patches of green flesh spreading across Sabrith's naked form...but nothing close to that existed in her mind, anymore.

"You're improving her..." Tayelle muttered, her voice every bit as mindless as it could be as she watched the once pale flesh of her lover filling in with a healthy glow of green, no different than the stalk of a beautiful flower. The color was like chlorophyll to a living creature, and it spread slowly down over Sabrith's breasts, but left the flesh itself completely unchanged.

"And she's not the only one," whispered the creature, still standing behind Tayelle and cupping her breasts with a greedy hold, refusing to let the smooth and delicate flesh of her bosom free from his grip, even after it started to turn the same shade of green that was taking over Sabrith. "You'll be joining her, my darling...you'll be joining all of us here in the maze, for the rest of your lives..."

The flesh of Tayelle's body began to expand just slightly, but somehow, she wasn't getting fatter, and she wasn't able to resist or detest the changes. She was only able to watch and look down her at hips as her bones appeared to be expanding and seeping out of her skin, and yet, they never quite did; instead, her flesh itself was spreading up and away from her body, forming petals out of her very figure.

"Try to stay relaxed, beautiful," the Alraune warned her, thinking that her body might still try to reject the transformation. Much to the contrary, Tayelle bucked her body back against her floral captor, trying to hasten the process with a fresh load of forbidden cum. "I promise it won't hurt a bit...as long as you just relax."

Reeling up into the grasp of the tentacles around her, Sabrith cried out into the evening sky with such a sound that the stars themselves nearly shook. "T-Tayelle! More! MORE!" she shouted, her mind completely lost to the hypnotic sensations of the juices that filled her body. She was beginning to leak them once again, but this time, it wasn't the male Alraune spilling the green mess inside of her...her body was starting to produce it all on it's own, as the petals of flesh emerged from her own hips, as well. Taking a brighter red shade than even the most beautiful of roses, she looked down to see a similar change upon Tayelle, and a series of pink florets erupting from around her temples, shading the candy-colored locks of her hair.

"Looks to me like they're really enjoying the changes after all," Tayelle's captor mentioned to his partner. His tentacles slipped away from what was once a simple, pink catgirl...now turned into a gorgeous rainbow of pink and green shades, surrounded by a full and massive blossom of pink petals and vines. "Shall we allow them to experiment a little bit?"

Snickering at how quickly the change had come to fruition for his own prey, the first Alraune nodded his approval of the idea. "I wouldn't mind sitting back and watching the two of them enjoying their new bodies for a minute or two. Would definitely give my tired hips a break, anyway..."

A new and invigorating energy was starting to fill the bodies of each of the former catgirls, turned Alraunes. The way that the sun had beaten down on them throughout the day filled their bodies with an energy that they didn't know how to use, but now, as a hybrid of flora and fauna, they were able to harness it to the fullest, despite the way that they'd been so entirely exhausted before.

Free from the tentacles that once bound them, Tayelle lifted Sabrith to her view, so their eyes of matching emerald could gaze into each other, still trapped under the spell of a lust that simply couldn't be broken.

"Sabrith...I..."

A quick and ferocious kiss kept Tayelle from saying anything further. Perhaps, Sabrith already knew that there had been a change between the two, and Tayelle was fully aware that something had changed...but neither one of them had the wherewithal to break the exchange, even more heated than the one they'd shared before.

Just when I thought you couldn't become any more lovely, Sabrith...you emerge from that green chrysalis and find an entirely new way to capture my heart and blow my mind...

Unaware of the strange and wonderful sensations they could now experience, Tayelle was nearly brought to her knees in an instant when the sensitive petals around her waist came to rest against Sabrith's own. The pair of Alraune's shuddered against each other and shared a tight embrace, holding onto each other with a desperate grip, knowing that to let go would leave them crumpled in a heap against each other.

Tayelle...don't question it. Don't question a moment of it...

It wasn't tongues, but a series of smaller tendrils that emerged from Tayelle's mouth and came to greet a similar effect from Sabrith. It was the only thing that either one had left to compare to a tongue, and yet, each of the three thin, slippery tendrils was dripping with what could only be described as saliva. Twisting together in a knot of passion, Sabrith pulled Tayelle into her body and relished in the sensation of their bodies coming together in a way that was entirely new, and yet, somehow very familiar to each one of them.

"Leave nothing untouched," Sabrith commanded, assuming the dominant role that Tayelle was so very fond of, as she broke the kiss for only a moment enough to utter the words. "Learn me all over again, lover mine..."

Though they weren't quite the same as her human hands, Tayelle was quickly adjusting to the feel of her new appendages, and the small slips of flesh that now covered her former knuckles. It was as though long, wide and flat blades of grass extended from her wrists, like opulent cuffs on a formal outfit, and extended into the back of her hands, keeping her fingers from moving in a way that she was used to.

That didn't make them any less pleasurable for Sabrith to feel upon her chest, squeezing the nipples that still remained from her human body.

"Even these?" Tayelle asked, doing her best to look as cute and innocent as she could, all while exploring her lover's new form without an ounce of shame about the act. Upon her shoulders, Tayelle could feel the tips of tentacles emerging from her hybrid flesh, and though they didn't dart forward with the same ferocity of the males, they had no less intent about them as they curled around Sabrith like a second set of arms...but they had the freedom to grow and extend without limit, allowing them to come to rest upon Sabrith's rear. "Or this...?"

"Anything you want to feel, anything you want to touch," Sabrith whispered, leaning in close to press a delicate, suckling kiss on Tayelle's ear. "My body is your playground, Tay...a combination of old and new that I can't wait for you to enjoy..."

Such an invitation was one that Tayelle couldn't pass up, whether or not she was still trying, in vain, to play the innocent card. Each of the females was beginning to find themselves again, embracing their new forms rather rapidly considering how different they were. It was only a matter of seconds before Tayelle took full advantage of the tentacles, refusing to let them settle playfully on the rear end of her mate. They wiggled back to life and began to move once again, pressing and probing at the pair of well-fucked holes that waited between Sabrith's legs, not knowing the kind of pleasure that Tayelle would derive from the act.

The entire hedge maze would have sprung awake in an instant, if Tayelle's moans could create life.

"S-Sabrith! Holy...holy fuck...I had n-no idea they would be so s-sensitive...it's...it's too much already!" she cried, her moans reaching up to the high heavens and even startling the relaxing males as they watched. Grateful more than ever that Sabrith was still holding onto her, Tayelle clung weakly to her transformed wife and pumped each of her tentacles within Sabrith's body, finding that her cunt was still ever bit as slippery as it had been before, and her tailhole, already stretched out by the previous tentacles, was happy to welcome another one within.

Tayelle wasn't the only one who was glad to have something to hold onto. Sabrith's own tentacles were lashing into the wall of hedges behind her, trying to find any source of comfort to hold onto her as body was ravaged by the deep, probing tentacles of her transformed wife. "Then g-give in, Tay...just fucking give in! Yes...y-yes...Tayelle, you're gonna make me cum!"

The pair held in a tight embrace as their bodies rocked slowly together. It was such a subtle motion that the voyeuristic males began to wonder if they were moving at all, but even that gentle, casual rocking was enough to send each female right over the edge of a second orgasm...and one that they could hardly have prepared for, even with their deep and vest sexual expertise.

"M-me too, Sabrith...me too! F-fuck...it's so weird! Nnngh...s-so strange, but...I c-can't stop!" Tayelle moaned deeply into the neck of her lover as she burrowed in, trying to adjust to the strange sensation of pleasure radiating into her shoulders before it filled the rest of her body. Her womanhood dripped and trembled with delight as a second climax left her nearly breathless, but it was the coursing, rushing feeling of fluids that ran through her tentacles that Tayelle simply couldn't prepare for. Sabrith, on the receiving end, was only too happy to feel those juices pouring and spilling inside of her sex and drooling into her tailhole with fierce, powerful bursts, reaching deep into the transformed insides of her body. What would once have spilled out of her passages and gone to waste in the grass was now a source of vital nutrients for Sabrith, who happily absorbed them into herself with another deep, pleasured gasp, her body acting of its own accord in doing just what it needed to do to stay alive.

The pair had just as symbiotic of a relationship in their new bodies as they had in their previous forms, and in the aftermath of a rather subtle lovemaking, they could only pant and shudder, still not quite entirely adjusted to the bodies they'd been blessed with.

"Sorry about the sensitivity, ladies...we forgot to warn you just how hard it is to adjust to that," one of the males finally mentioned, having had the manners to allow the girls to focus on each other in their moment. "You'll get used to it after a while."

"And just...j-just how long...are we...stuck like this?" Sabrith asked, still panting quietly as she felt her body sinking back into the walls of the hedge maze, her tentacles refusing to allow her to stay out in the open. They began to meld with the walls behind her, as if her very form was now nothing more than a part of the maze that had captured her.

"What part of forever didn't you understand?" the second male asked, as Tayelle's tentacles sprung free from Sabrith with a heralding spray of green seed, making a wet and slippery mess of the grassy floor of the maze. She, too, started to retract into the wall, whether or not it was actually what she wanted, leaving her separated from her lover by a gap that wasn't anymore than twelve feet...but without being able to reach each other, it may as well have been twelve miles, in their minds. "Your new destiny, regardless of what your old one was...is to doom others to the same fate that we've trapped you within..."

With a look of concern and desperation in her eyes, Tayelle began trying to think of any way that she could escape the walls of the maze and bring Sabrith to freedom with her. There had to be some sort of spell that she'd forgotten, or perhaps a way to reverse the transformation by starving the floral parts of their bodies. She wasn't so quick to accept her fate, as Sabrith seemed to be.

After all...she had a fresh new set of tentacles to try and play with, and a brand new adventurer was unwittingly headed right for her, filled with a surplus of nectar that she was desperately thirsty for.

"There are worse ways to spend a lifetime, Tayelle," Sabrith suggested, knowing that her lover could hear her, even across the path.

"Why don't we suck this poor fellow dry before we make our daring escape?"