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The Depths of Uhlvan Cave	By : TheMaskettaMan Category: +S through Z > Tales of Arise Views: 1581 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Ugh, how much further must we search?”
“If our information is correct, we should be getting close.”
Rinwell was starting to have enough of Shionne’s attitude on this particular quest, but unfortunately, the trio of women had all agreed to take on this particular quest on behalf of Bergon together while Dohalim, Law, and Alphen ram some errands of their own, and scoured the explored areas for owls they had missed with Hootle. Initially, they all had wanted to stick together, but Shionne had been obstinate about getting all of these side-trips completed as quickly as possible so they could get back to hunting down the Lords.
Honestly, Rinwell was starting to think this was a mistake, in no small part because Shionne just would not stop complaining. They had ventured off of familiar paths and deeper into Uhlvan Cave than they ever had before, so now it’s not like the bright-eyes would know exactly when it was they’d arrive at their destination.
“Do you think the missing people went wandering this far into the cave?” Rinwell asked Kisara, who was wordlessly following along behind them, shield and mace held at the ready in case of an attack.
“As opposed to being snatched off of the path to Calaglia?” Kisara asked, arching an eyebrow. When Rinwell nodded, Kisara shrugged. “I suppose it’s possible, but I’ve never known your average merchants and traders to wander into unexplored territory unless they were forced to. I think it’s more likely that they were attacked, or kidnapped.”
“They could have gotten lost!” Rinwell pointed out, trying to be optimistic. All this talk of people being kidnapped was starting to bring back uncomfortable memories of the Snake Eyes.
“This is true,” Kisara nodded, her eyes still scanning the rocky walls around them, looking for trouble. “But seven different travelers? I don’t believe in coincidences like this.”
“Nor do I,” Shionne muttered to herself, just loud enough for them to hear. “I always thought the Renans kept their zeugles in more accessible places in case they were needed to punish some rebellious Dahnans. Why would they let zeugles loose so deep into the caves?”
“Unless they are simply strays that found a place they wouldn’t be bothered?” Kisara suggested.
“In which case, why would they suddenly start looking for people to attack?”
“So many mysteries…” Rinwell shook her head sadly. “I just hope the people are alright.”
“Weapons ready,” Kisara growled, hefting her shield and getting her mace ready. “We’ve got company.”
“I don’t see anything,” Rinwell squinted as far into the cave as she could.
“Do you not hear it?”
Rinwell paused, straining her ears to try and pick up whatever it was Kisara did, and after a brief moment of silence, she heard it.
A strange squelching noise seemed to be coming from… somewhere.
“I hear it now,” Shionne nodded, her gun appearing in her hands. “Any idea where it’s coming from?”
“Up ahead, I would guess, but in these caves, it’s hard to be sure.”
“No… not ahead,” Rinwell frowned, still squinting ahead. The squelching noises sounded louder than something that would be so far away they couldn’t see in this somewhat well-lit cave. “Maybe… above!”
All three of them looked up, and sure enough, there were ten ropers hanging from the ceiling, tentacles buried in the rock above them, anchoring them in place. These ropers looked different, however. They seemed to be about the same size as the ropers they had passed through in the familiar sections of the cave, but the shades of green looked strangely brighter, and there was a massive round sort of pod sitting on top of its center mass.
Something about these ropers seemed… wrong.
After a moment while the trio stared at these ropers, three of them withdrew their tentacles from the ceiling and dropped to the floor, flipping upright as they fell.
“Are these the zeugles responsible for the missing travelers?” Shionne asked, aiming at one of them with her gun. Rinwell was preparing to cast a mystic arte herself, but Kisara simply held her shield at the ready, awaiting some kind of an attack.
“I’ve never seen this variety of roper before,” she noted. “Why have they not attacked yet?” The ropers in question seemed to simply shudder and slither and undulate in place, waiting for them to make a move.
“If they want to sit there and let us kill them, that works for me,” Shionne replied. A blast of light shot out from her gun the moment she finished saying that. The roper it was aiming at, however, shifted and managed to slither under the attack entirely. Before Shionne could get another shot off, the roper lashed out with a tentacle with blinding speed. Shionne didn’t even have a moment to react as the tentacle’s sharp point pierced her exposed thigh.
“Wha--?” Rinwell gasped. She had never seen a roper attack so quickly before. On top of that, Shionne’s thorns hadn’t repelled it! What were these things?
“Shionne!” Kisra turned her attention to her wounded comrade. “Are you okay?”
“I… I feel...” Shionne started to say, before the gun slipped out of her fingers. A moment later, she collapsed entirely, seemingly frozen in an awkward position.
“Paralysis!” Rinwell immediately shouted, reaching into her pack at once to replace the Topaz she had equipped. “Get a Paralysis Stone on you now! ”
“On it,” Kisara nodded.
Rinwell heard the squelching tentacle before she ever saw it.
“GAH!” she yelped as she felt something sharp jab her right in her shoulder. No sooner had the pain come than it vanished, and instead, a strange numbness started to spread throughout her body within seconds.
“Rinwell!” Kisara leaped over, managing to deflect an attack sent her way.
“Too… late…” Rinwell gasped, as her mouth started to have a strange cottony feeling, as though she couldn’t move her mouth at all.
She, too, collapsed onto the ground in an awkward, stiff position. her tome bounced away somewhere nearby, but all she could see was Kisara looking every which way as the trio of ropers had surrounded them. Two of them were down, the last was trying to fend off attacks from all directions.
Unfortunately, it wouldn’t last forever.
Kisara let out a cry of pain as well, and Rinwell barely registered a tentacle pulling away from Kisara’s exposed back, before Kisara dropped her shield and collapsed as well. They were bested, and now Rinwell had a grim feeling that they were about to find out just what had happened to the seven missing travelers.
The one roper that was in her line of sight, the one that had managed to subdue Kisara, slithered its way toward her, while Kisara fought valiantly to do anything from her position on the ground. Rinwell admired her strength, being able to flex her fingers at all. Rinwell couldn’t even feel the cave rocks digging into her.
The giant bulb on top of its central mass opened up, flaps on the top peeling off of it like a flower blooming, and a thick pink haze was suddenly released into the air. Rinwell knew she didn’t want to breathe any of whatever this was, but something told her, she was about to not have a say in the matter.
Sure enough, from somewhere up above her, she could see the pink haze of a roper that had slunk behind her now starting to blanket her. She tried to suck in and hold a breath, but with the paralysis agent in her blood, there wasn’t anything she could do to prevent inhaling the substance.
At least it smelled sweet, like a ripe citrus fruit.
“MMPH!”
If Rinwell had been capable of jumping, she would have. Shionne’s exclamation jolted her out of paying attention to the mist she was inhaling, and she could hear that there was a sudden increase in the amount of squelching and slithering from wherever Shionne was down. Kisara must not have been able to see it either, as she was turned facing away from both of them.
Rinwell’s attention returned to the roper behind Kisara, just in time to see a number of tentacles sprout from the point where the open bulb joined to the central mass, reaching out and curling around different parts of her body. The moment she beheld this, Rinwell suddenly became dimly aware that the world around her was moving, and with a sudden horrified realization, she pieced together that she was being abducted by the one behind her.
Her head lolled under the effects of the venom, but it gave her a dizzying view of her midsection, which she saw was ensnared by a pair of tentacles, with her arms bound at her sides and her legs being allowed to dangle. Rinwell was pulled back, back, back, until she was brought over the roper. Several tentacles were emerging from an opening down at the base, each one wrapping around a limb. Once they were secure, the tentacles binding her middle released her, allowing her to be held with her arms and legs somewhat outstretched in midair, all while the only thing she could do was continue to stare down into the roper’s open maw.
But open it would not stay for long.
As soon as she was secure in this position, the fleshy petals that had opened up began to close, drawing themselves up and encasing her within the roper’s bulb, completely numb and unable to fight back.
Suddenly, she blinked.
Wait a minute, if she could blink, then that meant…
With as much effort as she could muster, Rinwell tried to turn her head to the side, and to her relief, she was able to look to her left. There was nothing new that she could see, just more of this fleshy green roper interior, the skin just translucent enough for very little of the light outside to bleed in. But it meant that the paralysis venom was wearing off.
And thanks to now being able to vaguely feel something, she was now aware that her roper was on the move.
For a moment, all she could see was that she was definitely moving somewhere, but then she felt the world turn, and she was suddenly hanging sideways, her hair and her coat draping downward.
It’s going back to its spot on the ceiling , she realized.
Did those other ropers have the seven missing travelers inside of them too? That meant if they could just break free, they could free the trapped Cyslodians!
Feeling was returning to her torso again, and she began to squirm in her binds, but the tentacles held tight despite her best efforts. Unfortunately, she didn’t have her tome with her, as it was currently lying on the ground somewhere underneath her, which meant her best bet was Kisara, or for the boys to investigate where they’d gotten off to.
She hoped it wouldn’t be long…
The world shifted again, and now she was upside-down entirely. The moment the world flipped, however, the tentacles holding her arms and legs shifted, flipping her around to right-side-up again. For a brief moment, Rinwell considered how thoughtful the gesture was, but that was gone in an instant. At least now she wouldn’t have to worry about the blood rushing to her head.
Was… was it getting hot in here?
Were they getting closer to Calaglia in this cave, or something? Rinwell didn’t know what had happened, but it had felt as though the temperature had suddenly risen several degrees, and for whatever reason, her clothes started to feel uncomfortable on her skin, as if they were incredibly coarse and insulative.
Wait… the cloud… increased heat, clothing uncomfortable, skin more sensitive… oh no. oh no oh no oh no.
Suddenly, the realization of what was about to happen washed over her. The pink mist these ropers had forced them to breathe… it was an aphrodisiac!
Rinwell had never been especially close to anyone before their adventure by any stretch, so any knowledge of sex had come entirely from an academic perspective. She had pleasured herself a few times on a whim, but never had she gotten anything close to a real hands-on experience. But she knew what an aphrodisiac was going to do to her, and she began to whimper in earnest as the heat within her began to center somewhere behind her navel.
Something dripped down on her head, and she started, before looking up, just in time to see a steady trickle of some liquid begin to drip out of the opening that the tentacles were coming from, before the trickle became a stream.
What is…?
The substance began to fill up the bulb she was trapped in. Rinwell began to panic, wondering if it intended to drown her in whatever this was, but just as she began to struggle once again, the opening at the top (base?) of the bulb came apart just a few inches to let the secreted liquid spill onto the cave floor below.
Suddenly, Rinwell felt a stream of liquid hit her bare back, and she finally realized what the liquid was doing. When a drip landed next to her shoulder and she could see the leather and fabric be dissolved almost instantly, all doubts were gone.
It’s… it’s dissolving my clothes!
In her aphrodisiac-addled state, however, this came not as fear, but as anticipation. The rpoer was going to make her bare everything to it.
Some articles of clothing came off as they could no longer be held onto her. Others were almost completely dissolved. But all of them were eaten away by this liquid, which she vaguely noted seemed to leave a strange tingly sensation on her bare skin for a brief moment before it vanished.
After several seconds, during which the roper turned her over to make sure every last scrap of clothing was removed, bra and panties included, Rinwell was now suspended in midair above the small hole in the bulb’s base, only for the hole to re-seal itself.
At once, Rinwell felt something warm and wet begin to rub itself against her most precious place, and she let out an eager moan. No beating around the bush, it seemed!
She had regained almost all control of herself, so she was able to look down her midsection, past the coils of tentacle binding her arms to her chest and holding her up, to see that a tentacle was beginning to rub itself up and down against her pussy, all while more of that strange pink haze, more of the aphrodisiac, was pumped in from the roper’s main body.
Unlike before, where Rinwell had been forced to breathe it in due to her paralysis, Rinwell found herself happily inhaling it, hoping to circulate more and more of it in her system, enhancing the pleasure she was feeling, which was slowly, steadily increasing as the tentacle rubbing her vagina began to do so more and more vigorously.
Finally, it pressed itself fully against her labia and began to roughly slide itself up and down, sliding against her clitoris. Rinwell howled and bucked in her binds as she experienced her first orgasm at the hands of this roper, an orgasm that far and away outdid every other orgasm she’d ever experienced.
For several seconds, she writhed and whimpered as her flower secreted its own juices onto the tentacle, but after an eternity of bliss, she slumped in her binds, panting, but no less horny. The tentacle was still rubbing itself against her, ignoring her mewling as the increased sensitivity only amplified things, but the heat inside of her needed to be sated. Without warning, however, the tentacle rubbing itself up against her slit itself inside, and Rinwell let out a gasp. She barely had even a second to grow accustomed to the new sensation before one pressed up against her anus and none-too-gently pushed its way in as well.
For a moment, there was pain, which caused her to tense up as the two tentacles began to fuck her relentlessly, but it didn't take long for the pain to fade, leaving bliss in its wake. A vague thought fluttered through her mind about losing her virginity to a zeugle, but it was wiped away as the aphrodisiac continued to ramp up her horniness.
Then, her world turned upside-down.
Her captor had decided that its prey was ready, and Rinwell couldn’t help but wholeheartedly agree with it. She wanted more. She needed more .
She was flipped upside-down once more by the tentacles, the lengths in her pussy and ass still undulating inside of her, and her legs were brought together. Rinwell vaguely pondered why for a brief moment, before another explosion of pleasure shot up her spine and she cried out. Elsewhere, muffled by the two sets of petals separating them, Rinwell could hear the pleasured moans and screams of both Kisara and Shionne as they received the same treatment she was.
Her legs were pulled right into the opening of the creature, but after going down a short ways, they seemed to branch off into different directions, spreading her legs again for easier access as her waist was pulled toward the roper’s mouth.
Or was it really a mouth? It’s not like she was being eaten.
The tentacle in her pussy brushed up against that magical spot in her again, and all of her thoughts were gently wiped away as she came again.
By the time she came down this time, she had been pulled down to about halfway up her thighs, and with her being this close, she could see something large lurking in the darkness within the creature’s mouth. Something large, long, and thick.
Whatever it was, she knew she needed it inside of her yesterday .
Rinwell started trying to shove herself upward, something the roper was all too happy to oblige as it pulled her in the rest of the way. As soon as she felt her butt be pulled past the lip of this creature’s opening, the tentacle in her pussy slipped out. For a long moment, Rinwell felt an emotional pain well up within her, but it was gone as soon as the large fleshy rod she had spotted earlier began to spread her labia.
Her eyesight hadn’t done it justice. The tip alone nearly split her apart as it began to push inward! Rinwell cried out as it managed to slip inside, helped along by her drenched walls, well-lubricated by her earlier fucking, but after a long moment, her walls adjusted, and she was pulled the rest of the way down, coming to rest firmly secured by her legs within the creature’s mass, its thick length penetrating her, a tentacle in her ass wiggling around to further stimulate her, and all was right with the world.
With its prey now completely powerless to escape, the roper began the final steps before it could feed off of her for the rest of her long and pleasurable life.
No longer needing the tentacles for keeping her bound, they could now be used to fulfill their normal purposes. Two tentacles came within her view from down below, brushing against her clit due to the angle they sprouted from. Rinwell shivered at the sight of them, as they each had sharp points on them, not unlike those that had subdued her and her friends, and given they were leveling themselves at her breasts, there was no question what they were for.
They shot forward, their tips piercing her nipples. Rinwell flinched, but oddly enough, there was no pain. Rinwell let out a sigh, though whether it was from relief or because the length buried deep in her pussy had pulsed, she didn’t know. Suddenly, there was a strange feeling from her breasts, where the needles were embedded, and something began to be pumped into her breasts, but whatever it was, it made them neither bigger nor more sensitive at first glance. Rinwell knew these had a purpose, and she was looking forward to seeing what it was.
After a long moment, the needle-like tentacles slowly withdrew, before finally pulling out of her breasts entirely and disappeared back upward. It could have been Rinwll’s imagination, but it felt as though they seemed to deliberately rub themselves against her clit on their way in, which caused her inner walls to flex around the plant dick within her. Despite being so thoroughly buried inside of her, it wasn’t moving yet, and Rinwell was starting to fill that familiar need within her again. The tentacle in her ass wasn’t enough anymore.
However, it seemed the plant had finally deemed her ready.
The fleshy rod inside of her began to pulse and undulate not unlike the tentacle in her ass. Rinwell loudly moaned. It felt like every single millimeter of her pussy was being stimulated at once, but despite this, it wasn’t really thrusting. And Rinwell just couldn’t have that.
She began to drive her hips into the roper, hoping to stimulate herself just as much as she hoped she was stimulating it. The roper had become the all-important center of her life now, and deep down, she knew that the more she prioritized its pleasure, the more pleasure it would bring her. Deep down, she even wondered if it could cum inside of her, were it possible. She’d never seen a roper like this, and she was hoping she would find out.
Something poked her in the cheek as she continued to impale herself, and she was momentarily jolted out of her pleasured trance to see a lonely tentacle floating near her face. As she beheld it, it floated forward and poked her lips, smearing some kind of syrupy liquid on them, which smelled sweet. Rinwell poked her tongue out and gave it a lick, and the sweetest, most delectable thing she had ever tasted flooded her mouth. At once, she opened her jaw wide, allowing the tentacle to slide in, and it began to secrete the syrupy substance, though it also began to thrust toward the back of her throat, as though it, too, were trying to pleasure itself.
Now being impaled by three tentacles, Rinwell’s pleasure seemed to peak even higher, and she cried out as she came once again. And again a few moments later. And again, and again, and again.
She didn’t know how much longer it took, but eventually, all became one. She was lost in an endless state of pleasure, a never-ending orgasm, as she let herself be fucked senseless by this wonderful roper. She never forgot her all-important task of pleasing it in return, and she continued to let it use her passages at will and even helped it along.
After an indeterminate amount of time, two new tentacles sprouted from beneath her, once again stimulating her clit on their way out. Rinwell didn’t see what they were doing, so lost in the pleasure, but the moment they attached themselves to her breasts and started to suck, she let out a quiet moan as they added two more places of orgasmic pleasure.
No sooner had they attached themselves than something changed in the rod within her vagina. At first, Rinwell wasn’t sure what it was, but it seemed like something within it was moving. The thing inside stretched her walls even further than before, causing her to cry out around the tentacle in her mouth as her orgasm was enhanced, before she felt something thin poke at her innermost wall, her deepest barrier.
This roper was her master, and it deserved everything she had to offer, considering what it was giving her. She knew what it wanted, and she knew it had to have it.
With a renewed effort, she began to drive her hips upward again, hoping to help it gain access to her innermost sanctum for whatever it was it wanted. Pain began to mix in with the pleasure as she got her angle wrong time after time, smashing it into her, but she cared little for her own wellbeing. Only the roper mattered.
Finally, she hit the mark.
With a cry of pain, pleasure, and achievement, the tentacle within her hit the opening in her cervix and was forced through. No sooner had she gotten this tentacle within her that the rest of it began to slide forward, pushing further and further in, until it came to a stop so far inside of her, it felt like the plant was trying to root itself in her very center.
Once it came to rest, however, the tentacle stimulating her pussy completely stopped in its tracks, as did the tentacles in her ass and mouth. Rinwell’s pleasure came crashing down, and for the first time in what had to be hours, she exited orgasm entirely. The moment she realized what happened, she let out a choked sob. What had she done wrong? Had she failed to please the roper? Was this a punishment?
A bump passed into her pussy, and the pleasure was rekindled. But merely a moment after the first one passed another one was pushed in. Then another, then another. These bumps began to travel down her passage, stretching her again and pleasuring her as they trailed downward, and she knew immediately what the roper was about to do.
It’s… it’s going to seed me! she realized, feeling happy tears spring to her eyes.
One seed pressed up against her cervix, and for a moment, everything came to a stop, but with a herculean effort, she shoved her hips upward into the roper once more just as the tentacle depositing these seeds within her began to squeeze, and with an explosive orgasm to show for it, the seed was pushed into Rinwell’s womb.
As Rinwell convulsed around the plant, she could feel each and every seed as it was pushed into her, each one of the roper’s precious gifts to her, to carry until she was ready.
More and more seeds were pushed into her. Nine, ten, eleven… She began to feel the bumps along her belly from where the seeds were pushing outward.
Fourteen, fifteen…
The neverending orgasm was back, making it hard to count as the white nirvana of sexual pleasure drowned out her other senses.
Eighteen, nineteen…
Her belly was starting to bloat outward from the sheer number of seeds being pushed into her.
Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five…
There was a strange pop from down below, and Rinwell was slightly amused to see that her belly button had been pushed out, much like a pregnant woman’s.
Finally, the count stopped at thirty-one. Thirty-one seeds had been laid within her. But the roper had one last gift for her, and as soon as the seeds all came to rest in her womb, there was suddenly a flood of warmth within her as the plant shot something else into her. Rinwell didn’t know what it was, but she didn’t need to. The pleasure magnified once again, and she reveled in her eternal orgasm The tentacle lodged in her cervix slid out, before sliding itself back into the fleshy rod, and in short order, a very pregnant Rinwell was back to driving herself up and down the roper’s shaft while being stimulated on five fronts as she orgasmed again, and again, and again.
At some point, a great many hours later, Rinwell could even feel her breasts start to leak milk, which the suckers attached to her began to drink immediately, one more slight touch of pleasure brought on by the wonderful roper.
This was her existence now. Any thoughts of her old life had been washed away entirely. She was, now and forever, this roper’s prey. And there was nothing that made her happier.
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The Depths of Uhlvan Cave