My arousal from the alien spores was overwhelming. I tried to fight it, but I couldn't even make it back to camp before I succumbed to my own primal needs. I knew I needed to find that plant again and, when I did, it took me for itself.

Wrapped in the iron grip of its vines, I found myself utterly at its mercy. I couldn't escape even if I had wanted to. I writhed with pleasure as held me down, used my holes, and implanted its seed in my womb. Even as it milked me and forced me to give birth to its strange offspring, I couldn't help but enjoy every second of it. 

I never expected there could be anything so dangerous in the forest, but now I never want to leave.