Ora clings to Luth as the plant draws him in, somehow oblivious to the mortal danger she's placed herself in. she claws a the tentacle, and to her surprise it loosens, giving Luth breathing room. It's working Ora thinks to herself... "Oh god's its working..."<br/>And it is....<br/>until a shitty skeleton is excreted directly behind Ora's frantically struggling body. And as it splatters to the compressed dirt floor of boiling girl alley, she understands that the next Tentacle is hers.<br/>It pries Ora off of Luth by her exposed throat, and then they were both dangling by their necks, as the Plants readied them for consumption.  Ora screamed hoarsely, which then turned into a choking gurgle as her face reddened. Her hands, grasping at anything to pull her away, dislodge Luth's Loincloth, freeing his erection, now larger than ever thanks the the sudden asphyxiation. Whether it was the sudden feel of the wind on his cock, or the look on Ora's struggling, moaning face, or just the air being choked from his body, nobody knows... but something set Luth over the edge right then and there, and his rock hard cock began to ejaculates, squirting sticky wads of cum over Ora's face and titties. droplets landed in her hair, her open mouth and peeled eyes. The white baby batter stood out against her freckled tawny skin. As the Mantrap's pink gluttonous mouth sucked his head into the beast, his cock began to soften and he peed and shit himself in short staccato squeezes. The mouth ate him whole, and soon enough, his fantastic prick slit up into the hungry monster plant, and his twitching feet followed...<br/><br/>It took a minute for the screaming to start.<br/>It would take weekss to fully dissolve Luth the Red, and for most of that he would be alive and conscious.<br/>There was a certain sense on irony about it all. After the acid had burned away his cock and balls, worked its way up into his posterior, flayed his face, cooked hie eyeballs and released his intestines...<br/>finally, then, and only then, would he  live up to his moniker.<br/><br/>Ora still hung under the plant, its own tentacle wrapped around her, teasing at her nipples as it grappled its way around more of her...<br/><br/>Then it started to reel her in.