To save Cassandra, I had no choice but to give myself to the alien vines. I let them tie me down, use me, milk me, and implant me with their seed. Their powerful spores made sure I would enjoy every minute, but it only got better when Cassandra joined in with her soft lips and nimble fingers. So, when I discovered the empathic connection between us, there was only one way to return the favor.

Pregnant with the alien seedlings, we shared every intimate sensation and burst of pleasure. Together, we savored the sweet release as the vines milked her. We writhed with every touch and caress on my body. Feeling her birth the alien seedling was the most incredible sensation imaginable. And soon it will be my turn.

This 6k word erotic story combines the dark alure of vine bondage and tentacle breeding with sensuous lesbian sex and mind-linked masturbation.