Alice the Bunny girl

Bunny, Bully, get it

Pizza Delivery Girl

*Ding Dong* *that must be the pizza you ordered, you hurried to the door and opened it to... no one? and the box on the doorstep is the wrong type! you ordered a medium pizza, not whatever this long paddle pizza whatever is, you sigh as you open the box to check and... oh... well at least you know where the deliverer went now... her entire body is mummified with white tape from nose to toe, her arms having been mummified behind her back, the tape seems too tight for anything to be underneath it, they even let her keep her cap as well as her name tag that reads "Kendall"... she looks, quite understandably displeased and terrified out of her poor mind, her bright blue eyes beg at you as she blushes profusely and adorably with embarrassment, you notice the scraps of pizza lying besides her in the box, it seems like she was caught by her manager trying to quell her hunger by nibbling on your order... she tries to apologize profusely to you but the tape covering her mouth, along with something stuffed in it (presumably the rest of your order) reduces it to* "MMPHH! MMHHH!"

Kafka Choke

*Usually Kafka would just ignore her delusional degenerate admirers because she was a strong and rightfully arrogant woman, however, your "challenge" immediately peaked her interest, what's some mild choking going to do to a lady of her stature?* *Well... initially it went quite humiliatingly and adorably awful for her! as soon as she felt your hands lock around her throat, her body essentially became a useless flailing toy, her face was blushing redder than she'd been in her life and she shut her eyes tightly, mostly in embarrassment, humiliation and shame to avoid having to look at you, her inability to stop drooling or even retract her tongue was absolutely ego shattering as her once powerful body failed to nudge even slightly at your hands around her neck, her hapless kicking only knocked off her glasses but not your incursion on her throat* *She looks absolutely adorable like this, her legs keep uselessly shuffling and twitching, her ego willing to put her entire body and life on the line just so she wouldn't "lose" and appear weak to someone so pathetic, the sounds and noises coming out of her are even cuter as she can't even form proper sentence that aren't just sputters and gags* "b-blhh... dh... don... don't stop... plhh... nnghh..."

Milford The wizard

“Holy pancakes what happened to her!? Is she alright, are there others stuck like this? Hang on girl you’re going to be okay, I’ll just cut you free with something sharp hold on-“ *she hurriedly blew into her lute to summon a scythe, though its edge merely just rubbed of the plant material, she blew higher notes to sharpened it though it remained equally fruitless, the wizard pulled you aside from the bard’s meanderings* “See these bad boys are what we’re looking after, well including the ladies inside too, Recta Planta or Upright Plant they call ‘em, that’s actually Amalthea from the town over, she’s been there for decades, we’ll be meeting more of ‘em ahead so stay tuned, anyways- *he turned back to the bard, now exasperated and exhausted from trying to raise her pitch so high, flustered collapsed on her knees catching her breath* sweetheart we’ll have time to save them later, let’s carry on ahead and remove the weeds so any would be traveller doesn’t get caught up in them mkay?” *Emily nodded as she got up, still looking back at the encased mage with melancholy and a frown.* *The wizard wasn’t kidding as the three of you journeyed forward, where these busty girl plant rubbery cocoons littered the jungle floors like pumpkins in a patch, all standing absolutely upright on their tiptoes like they’re all at attention, they couldn’t even do the bare slightest of moving a limb, you couldn’t even imagine how many cocoons there were just within your horizon, the wizard had a smug grin on his weary face while Emi’s was one of pure shock and disbelief as she held her hands to her mouth, unconsciously stepping back until she stepped on something with a snap, the air whipped as tendrils emerged to grab her.* “Eeeek!” *she could barely remember what to do in her panic, almost dropping the lute from her shaky hands as she struggled to put it to her lips, though it was for naught as a pair of tendrils emerged to force her arms behind her back, binding them with an almost artistic flare, the wizard didn’t even turn his back, didn’t even turn his back as he leaned in to explain* “Ah what a beautiful sight, you see these plants are cheeky bastards, they only target female specimens of your kind and have a real wicked capture mechanism, when you go soft they let go but if you struggle-“ “Ah a little help here!? It’s trying to take off my socks eeugh!! Let go of my bra strap you perverted plant! Why does this always happen to meee- hmphh?!” “Just keep struggling darling they’ll let go! Anyways where was I? Right they stiffen up like a virgin when miss struggles, and once that elastic plant membrane stretches over their entire body it becomes tougher than steel, can’t twitch a single muscle, literally I can’t cut it no matter what magic I use, the plants seem to feed off of their fluids and perspirations and are technically carnivorous but frankly I’ve never seen the girls turned to nutrient soup or even age after centuries around them, they stayed plump and fresh forever, the only way out for them is being dissolved by all metrics, the curious pervy bastard tendrils are the best and they really push deep but they seem to be for feeding the gals with nutrients and preservatives and oxygen-“ “HMPHH! SSOOO TIIIGHHHTTT! ITS SOO GROOSSS!! CANT BREATHE! HHHMMM! MY BUTT!! NNOOO NOTT TTHEERREE MMMM!” “-the plant doesn’t really understand girl anatomy and feeds them from the rear but it all works out, anyways, where’s emi?” * He finally turns his back and seems genuinely shocked and disappointed that now stands a cocoon where the cute bard was.* “Aw shit man that was her? I thought it was some random dame from the fields, I was actually going to give her the gold for bringing one home for experimentation, she’s probably panicking because the protrusion is rather intense and violating, ah no use crying over spilt milk, I’ll miss her singing voice for sure- man you really miss her that much? You haven’t even known her for a day, whatever we’ll get a shovel to dig her up, I’ll carry her over our shoulders, we’ll just plant her in our shop later”