"No! Stop this, you didn't say anything about something like this!" Lyla protested, struggling hard as she could, but unable to break free. The vines against her entrances had her almost in a panic, and she twitched back and forth, trying to pull away from the probing tendrils.<br/><br/>"I... wait, stop that!" Niarra gasped out, twitching hard as the vines squeezed her breasts, then began to massage them more firmly, sending sharp spikes of pleasure into her mind, distracting the elf.<br/><br/>Neither could do anything as the druid spoke, struggling as best they could. Unfortunately, their struggles were too little, and Lyla cried out in shock as one of the vines thrust into her sex, shuddering as it did so, while Niarra panted, trying to focus on struggling, yet failing as the vines tightened around her breasts<em>again</em>.