The vines continued to ignore the girls' protests, until the ones at Lyla's sex and rear thrust forward, easily plunging into her depths.  They alternated thrusting in and out of her, building up a rhythm, though it wasn't long until they both stopped, buried deep within her sex.<br/><br/>A moment later, she would feel the vine in her sex bulging, as something large and hard worked its way through it.  There were several more bulges along the vine, making a slow but steady procession towards Lyla.  The druid watching them smiled and nodded.  "Ah, you should feel worthy indeed, that the spirits of the forest have chosen you to bear the seeds of new plants," she said in a gentle voice, a sharp contrast to the actions of the vines.  "And you as well, it seems, will be honored," she added as she turned to Niarra, seeing another seed-filled vine preparing to enter the elf's sex.