<b>RE: A World of Orgasm Harvesters</b><br/><br/>You are so deep in the forest, no one would be coming to help you. It is possible that someone could hear you, but they would know that you are just some girl getting used by harvesters. It happens everyday and it is illegal to help. They are obligated by law to simply wait for it to be finished. And that is only if someone can even hear you.<br/><br/>The first thing that happens after the tendril sucks onto your ankle is it begins to move. Just like the starfish it resembles, it slides millimeter by millimeter up your leg. Its suckers are so powerful, your fingers would never be able to pry the thing off. Meanwhile, the birds just watch you struggle...<br/><br/>The sucker travels up your leg, past your knee and your thigh. All the while, the tendril stretching off into the distance is growing taut. Finally it reaches its final destination on your body. It is securely attached to the soft flesh just an inch above your pussy. That is when you feel the first tug forward. This thing is acting like a leash at this point. With a strength you cannot resist, it is pulling you forward through the forest, undoubtedly toward a harvester looking for a meal. As a newly emanating girl, the signals you are giving off are stronger, as if your body is screaming to all of the harvests, "COME AND FUCK ME HARD!" All they're doing is accepting your invitation...