The plant was not gentle. Its roughness grated on her most sensitive spots and its thorns and spikes penetrated her flesh giving her constant pain.<br/>Even so, the strange chemical it had injected into her breasts was causing her to become quite aroused.<br/>At least that's what she told herself.<br/><br/>The plants teasing of her clittoris had her twitching in spasms of pleasure and soon she was as hot and wet as she could be.<br/><br/>Her breasts felt incredible.  The sharp pain of the thorns raking, squeezing and crushing her breasts combined with the intense softness of the flower at her nipple had her moaning and groaning in pleasure.<br/><br/>Foolishly, she opened her mouth again and immediately found another plant tendril pressing at her lips.<br/>It was too late to close her mouth and the fat bud was soon probing the soft wetness of her mouth.<br/><br/>She hoped that the plant wouldn't discover her vulnerable anus, but she knew that it was almost inevitable.<br/><br/>A sob of despair and confusing pleasure flooded through her body and she kicked her legs feebly and pathetically.  There was nothing she could do.