MTLNOVEL Chapter 2: The Floral Captor
But, Before he could manage to do that, a thick vine slid into his mouth, silencing him.
The vine felt slick and unpleasant, its texture slippery like a wet noodle.
It was about as thick as a frankfurter and writhed unnervingly inside his mouth.
"Mmmph!"
At the same times, he felt faint tingles—a sensation somewhere between ticklish and numb.
Before he realized it, his posture straightened out.
At least now the blood wasn't rushing to his head anymore.
Phew.
Small mercies, he thought.
However, the vine that was gripping Shen Xinghui's thighs forced his legs apart.
Was he about to be pulled apart like a string cheese?
"Mmph… Ugh!"
The sensation in his mouth was deeply unpleasant.
Something was writhing inside like a twisting tongue, unsettling and slimy.
Occasionally, it brushed against the back of his throat, causing him to gag, a muffled sound escaping each time.
It was suffocating.
Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught sight of several thin, wriggling tendrils.
What were they?
Thin as squid legs, numerous like sea anemone arms, and just as unsettling.
They slithered toward him and crept under the hem of his pants.
Before he could react, they skillfully squirmed forward and wrapped around his most sensitive area.
"Ugh! Nnnngh!"
The tendrils coiled tightly, stroking him with an unnervingly precise pressure.
What was this?!
Amazing yet horrifying!
He couldn't let himself get caught up in it.
Struggling against the vines holding him down was futile; their strength was overwhelming.
Moving too recklessly felt dangerous, as if his joints might dislocate.
Frustrated by his resistance, another set of vines roughly tore away his clothes.
Every ripping sound was followed by an involuntary cry.
Exposed and vulnerable, Shen Xinghui finally got a clear look at his captor.
It resembled a Rafflesia flower, but it was massive and sinister, with countless vines extending from its vividly colored petals.
The flower itself was a toxic blend of dark orange and purplish-black, radiating danger.
"Ngh! Nnnnnn!"
One slimy vine trailed down Shen Xinghui's back, slick and invasive as it brushed against his bare skin.
It slithered down and began pressing insistently against a forbidden place.
Alarmed, Shen Xinghui clenched tightly, trying to prevent the entry.
Whatever this thing intended, he didn't want to find out.
However, the vine pushed persistently, its tapered tip making intrusion all too easy.
With a soft squelch, one tendril slipped in, and before he could resist further, three more followed, wriggling deeper with a wet, squishy sound.
"Ah! Nghhhhhh!!"
Shen Xinghui's body tensed, every muscle straining.
The sudden, invasive stretching left him helpless.
The tendrils moved in and out, brushing against the sensitive walls of his insides and sending unsettling shivers through him.
The tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.
One vine extended toward his chest and teasing the smooth surface of his pink nipple.
It swirled around, coating the area with a slick, slimy substance.
The sensation began as a ticklish discomfort but slowly grew warm and tingly, an unfamiliar heat spreading through his body.
"Hah… Hnnngh…"
It felt good.