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This is Drusilia , Alraune!

She is wearing a public nudity permit.

She has a backpack on her back.

She has PDA-Drusilia (Visitor) about her waist.

She is wearing some black shoes on her feet.

She has a radio headset on her left ear.

She is wearing Drusilia's ID Card (Visitor).

She has a healthy, average body.

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[Mechanical Vore Preferences]

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A rather colorful though shy-appearing Alraune . She moves carefully and always seems to be mindful of her size in relation to her surroundings. Her long "hair" is a combination of slender vines and leaves, and her skin is rather soft to the touch. There is a faint sweet scent hanging about her form, and if one were to investigate the petals of her lower body they would see golden nectar pooling within.

Drusilia's Metainfo:

Predator

Prefers: Any kind of prey. Primarily digestion, will do endo upon request though not preferred. Typically leaning towards females more than males.

Does: OV, UB, constriction, torture, playing with her prey, tentacle stuffs

Does NOT: BV, AV, males pleasuring themselves to her.

Prefers: UB > OV

Can message me via PDA if you wish to initiate a scene or sit down and start things naturally. Prefer to hear via PDA since I don't want to step too far with others' characters.

Experimenting with methods and whatnot as a predator, so feel free to give suggestions as to what you'd like. Not a guarantee to be agreed to, though.

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Drusilia brushes by, looking at Tiffany as a sweet scent drifts into the air. "Mm... what a wonderful color, my dear..." Drusilia seems almost amused by what she hears and witnesses... though the smile on her face is pleasant and almost... shy? "I don't suppose you could assist me Miss... Tiffany?"

Tiffany Keqxer'xum feels a sudden brush against her back, unsure of where it came from, she bends her brow, not knowing what to make of it. Slowly but surely, she turns around to see the flower pedal, and everything that was attached to it. Scents beginning to flood the air as they seem sweet and enjoyable. Finally hearing the words connected to the mouth that spoke them.... "Oh... who me?" she was taken off guard, unaware of anything, if anything, the woman's scents were doing to her senses. "I'm Tiffany... and you are?" she said slightly dreamily, not realizing she was affected pleasantly, by that smell. "Do you smell that? It seems sweet..." not realizing where the scent was coming from, not putting the two together. Offering her hand to shake.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum was fully and completely unaware of the woman having just witnessed her ending Aesop to readily.

Drusilia smiles ever-so-pleasantly. "My name is Drusilia. I don't suppose you could show me where the dorms are...?" she questioned. "I'm quite new here." She smiles a bit wider as the sweet scent grows just a bit stronger. "Oh, my dear, the answer to that would be me. I produce this wonderful aroma quite naturally," she answered, going to take the hand and shaking it. Her own skin was surprisingly soft and a bit squishy, like moist earth.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum looked pleasantly into Drusi l ia's eyes, seeing that woman smile so friendily, taking her off guard, the Skrell-hybrid not realizing, the moment Drusilia laid eyes on her, she was in danger. Not having had the chance to stop by medical to get a scan, that she'd likely soon become nothing more than a thing of the past, and more of Drusilia. With the hand shaken, the Skrell takes in these words, and gives a pleased smile, enjoying the scent even more as it wafts out even stronger to greet her. "I must say Drusilia, it's very pleasant, and you, are very beautiful. It just so happens I know this station, at least the dorm room floor, like the back of my hand... for various... sexual reasons," she blushed, surprised she was admitting that. It was uncanny how soft Drusilia was. Tiffany gets up in a reasonable manner and time, and expect the flower creature, to follow her. Never having seen a Alraune like her before! Making her way slowly but surely to dorm suite, before she'd turn around to notice Drusilia again. "Okay... well.. here we are... was there anything else I can do for you?" the Skrell offered, not really realizing, what she was getting herself in to, or whom, rather!

Drusilia smiles pleasantly the entire time she follows behind. "Oh, I do think there is," she murmurs to herself as they enter. She deftly presses the lock on the door behind her, letting the intoxicating sweet scent fill the room. "Mm... why not come a bit closer, dear?" she offers, lowering one of the rather large petals to the floor. It's large enough for Tiffany to step on and get closer to the A lraune's central body. As she does so, there's a glint of a golden fluid at the base of the bulb itself, though it's difficult to see from her position. "I'd love to inspect your lovely features more closely."

Tiffany Keqxer'xum couldn't see the smile from Drusilia as she was already heading the other direction, making her way slowly but surely, towards the dorm room her and Drusilia were to briefly go together in, not realizing Drusilia had other intentions, and that Tiffany herself, wouldn't be leaving the room any time soon, if not at all! With the both of them in there, Tiffany unable to do much as Drusilia comes in after her, the woman's large body, the Skrell simply unable to make it past, barely sees as the door closes behind them, to note, Drusilia locking the door. Her eyes going wide for a moment, the alien about to protest, but before she could utter another word, the scent of this woman only grows more intoxicating, but furthermore , Drusilia interrupts the Skrellian's thought pattern. She bends her brow, tilting her head only so slightly. An offered petal can be seen moving down to the floor. Her risky, try-everything-once, or die having fun, attitude kicking in, the poor Skrell, already forgetting about the fact she had never gotten a scan this shift, and that if this proved fatal, she could never come back again. She moved forward, against a better choice, and waited for that petal to lift her up into the air. She could see a glint of something from the corner of her eye but was unable to make anything out of it. Her attention soon captured back to Drusilia's face, those honied sounds, and the words she'd speak... "I.... Okay..." her heart raced lightly.

Drusilia the petal lifted her up gracefully and effortlessly to the Alraune's body... and Tiffany could see now that where the waist merged into the rest of the flower was a pool of golden goop, nectar . This was where the sweet smell was coming from. Smiling ever pleasantly, Drusilia wrapped her arms around Tiffany's waist to pull her in close for an embrace as she hummed, admiring her target's form. "Mm... beautiful indeed," she hums, bringing her face close to Tiffany's. Her breath seems to be quite sweet as well, her lips glistening slightly. "Why won't you stay with me a while? As... a thanks," she murmured. The sweet scent upon her breath acted as a lure, to draw Tiffany in for a kiss for a chance to taste whatever could smell so wonderful.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum was seduced towards this woman, the Alraune's body, though, likely in fact, only acting like a plant of the wild's would, to lure in unsuspecting prey. But when putting a humanoid like face on such a thing, it always seemed so much darker , and personal. As graceful as Drusilia was, the Skrell couldn't know any better, lowering her guard, and unaware of the impending doom, that was just right around the corner. Finally brought up to the height Drusilia had intended, the Skrell feels herself stop, a wrapping of Drusilia's arms around her much smaller body, to pull her tiny waist in close for a sweet embrace, intoxicated the alien all the more to the powers of this creature, who was set to give her a different kind of destiny and a future. Face to face with this goddess, she finds herself already somewhat lost, panting, her heart races some as she gives over to these aphrodisiacs, such honied words, the half-drugged female can only nod her head, "Yeah... th... that sounds like it would be for the best... I can... stay a while... sure..." Tiffany mouths, more than speak. That breath that lured her further, Tiffany tried to get as close to so she could kiss it and the area, of whatever her little lips could reach. "It smells so good, so wonderful... so tasty.."

Drusilia the smile turns a little sinister, but by now her prey was too far enthralled. "Then why don't I give you a taste?" she murmurs, and before Tiffany could respond the lips locked with the Skrell's while she gasped and breathed heavily. She holds her there securely, lips locked as the sweet taste fills her mouth... and then the Alraune forces her tongue in, a tongue that positively oozes the golden nectar from it. She begins to fill the Skrell's mouth, a kiss that would seal her fate. The nectar was impossibly sweet, intoxicating, capable of numbing the mouth to any other taste but its own. She moves her hands down her back, down to the smaller one's waist as vines slowly begin their ascent to curl around Tiffany's legs...

Tiffany Keqxer'xum could see Drusilia's smile as it turns darker, the Skrell trying to figure out why this was bad, and why she should care. But more than half of her worry was already swallowed up inside of Drusilia anyway... why not let the dryad like creature have her cake and eat it too? In a sense, Tiffany already belonged to the plant girl, she just didn't know it yet. The words rang alarm bells in the back of her mind, but she couldn't find herself speaking in protest to contest it, even as she tried to briefly wiggle away out of natural reaction to self-preservation . But her eyes soon went back to Drusilia's as the plant murmurs, locking their lips moments later. Holding her there, that scent so strong, its OVERWHELMING, closing off all rational thought. The Skrell was going to die here and never come back, and all the little dumb shit could do, was coo back! The tongue in her mouth now, there was this kiss, Tiffany didn't want to pull away from. Before Tiffany realized it, her mouth was being filled with a nectar, intoxicating her even more, numbing her to everything else that was around her Kissing as she was, the Skrell didn't even notice the vines that were slowly beginning to curl around her legs, closing her eyes in this bliss... Tiffany never wanted it to end. Not realizing, she didn't have to.... but... Not realizing, she should WANT it to. For her own wellbeing !

Drusilia kisses deeply, a bit aggressively, making sure that the nectar seeps down her throat. Once the vines are secured around her legs, Drusilia pulls back with that sinister smile, arms still around Tiffany's waist. And that's when she is slowly pulled down, kept tight against Drusilia's body so that her face was pulled down against her chest. One arm wrapped around the Skrell's head to keep it in place as Tiffany's legs are now submerged into the nectar... a nectar that works its way through her clothes, melting them so that it can have full contact with her bare skin. Drusilia presses Tiffany's face into her chest, humming and rocking slightly as the sweet smell grows more intense from the waiting pool below.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum was kissing passionately with Drusilia by now, lost in her, literally, and sadly enough, not realizing just how lost, she was in this, and to her devourer! Kissing her back, or trying to just as aggressively, the Skrell was unknowingly damning herself to an early grave, her senses kicking in to investigate and look around, to try and move and pull away. But even if she was aware by now, it was likely Drusilia's massive form, her coils and vines, could easily overpower her. Hell, in her arms alone, the kept the excited, intoxicated, hunry and horny Skrell, wet and squished up against the woman. Finally their face parts, but the alien isn't given enough chance to even look about, as her face too, is squished up against the woman's body, and with that face to her chest, she'd begin to try and lick and lap, to suck and nurse, if such a thing were possible with Drusilia. Her natural instincts, at the very least. Telling her to do exactly that. Her vagina on fire with lust as it waits to be treated by a tongue or a cock, the Skrell so sexual, any time she was in a dorm, it either remined her of sex, or sex had always happened, before she left the room. Little her knowing, she wouldn't be leaving this room ever again. But that didn't stop her liquid passion, the Skrell not realizing, right before her body, her clothing was already beginning to melt!

Drusilia with a chuckle, she swallows the woman, slowly but surely, allowing her to lick at flesh that tastes of earth and a hint of sweetness. Tiffany slides ever deeper down, the Skrell now up to her chest in the waiting golden nectar. The vines keep themselves wrapped around her legs, moving up to secure her arms to her sides in case she tried to escape. "How is it?" she questions with a sweet-sounding voice as she reaches down with her hands to gently take her prey's face. The thick golden nectar was warm to the touch as it melted clothes but currently left her unharmed...

Drusilia is attempting to insert Tiffany Keqxer'xum into their bulb!

Drusilia manages to insert Tiffany Keqxer'xum into their bulb!

Vines pull you down into a pool of golden nectar within the bulb itself. You find yourself submerged up to your neck, face-to-face with the lower waist of the Alraune who has captured you. The sweet scent is overpowering and should any of it reach your mouth the taste is almost like the nectar of the gods with how sweet that nectar is. The walls of the bulb are soft and almost fleshy, gently pressing against you as the nectar melts away the clothes covering your form. Vines curled around your legs gently guide you downwards towards and opening deeper in the massive bulb.

Your motion causes Drusilia's walls to jiggle.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum felt as if Drusilia was giving her a slight dose of allowed reality as things seemed to briefly change, amidst her devouring. The sweetness of that scent was still there, the chuckle reaffirming itself as Drusilia laughed yet once again, Tiffany licks and laps off as much as she can on her way in, not even knowing.... she was on her way in, anywhere! Dumbfounded as she opens her eyes, her sex still on fire with lust, it would be a wonder if Drusilia would do anything about that, to capitalize on teasing her prey, or keeping her tricked and trapped, if she began to struggle! "I.... wait..." she looked around a little panicked. "What's happening to me?" she felt a sting of reality and pain in her mind, as she realized, most of her body was inside, of something! While the golden nectar was warm to the touch, the alien could now feel her clothing all but gone. Leaving the Skrell all but naked. Feeling Drusilia's hands on her face, she squirmed out of the touch, or briefly tried to, seeing the woman's vines wrapped around her legs and arms, knowing she was trapped now. But so intoxicated... she could barely move. Still so very horny, despite the situation! Would Drusilia be cruel enough to break the reality to her now? It was likely it didn't matter either way, her prey was as good as fucked, she could always have a little bit of fun with her prey, and let the cold reality sink of, of what was really happening to her. And mock her ability to get away, by showing her how weak she was against Drusilia's forceful arms and body, now even, slowly but surely... eating her alive!

You jostle Drusilia's bulb with movement.

Drusilia chuckles softly, gently caressing the face and not allowing her to move. "Oh, you're going to stay with me for a very, very long time, dear..." she hums, still smiling. She would toy with her fully soon enough, when Tiffany was pulled even further in. The petals were closing around her form so Tiffany couldn't escape at all. She hums in amusement to herself and now pushes down on her head, dunking Tiffany beneath the nectar as the vines gradually pull her further in to a different opening. However, right now Drusilia was pushing her about as if stirring the pool of nectar with the Skrell while she was submerged!

You jostle Drusilia's bulb with movement.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum could hear that laughter all around her, but half-knocked out of her intoxicated like state, it didn't seem as peaceful and angelic as it did before! To her, at least partially, it felt like this ravenous creature, who was eating her alive, was mocking her and enjoying her weak struggles, as she began to fight back with a fury! She was aware enough now to know she was being utterly consumed! Seeing that face until the very last, caressing her face, it felt like Drusilia was finding her prey's struggles all but hilarious. It was likely the carnivore had seen this many times before in her other prey. Some more feisty, some more relaxed than the others. It was a wonder where Tiffany was in that mix, as it seemed she was so sex stalled at the first, she would just go out quietly. But now, as she struggled, even if in vain, endlessly, Drusilia might change her opinion on the prior! Regardless, the last of her body was all but about to be sealed away, those last words, and that 'mocking' smiling face, looking at her, just before the petals closed around her. "Please... let me grlgrll... GO!" Tiffany tried to call out as the woman began to push her head down, into the very nectar that had eaten her clothing, but was yet to melt her! Little would Tiffany guess that she wasn't far from being right, as Drusilia's hums, were mere amusement of her prey, but perhaps it was for the better!? "Please... I don't want togrlgrlgrl... Die...." she moans. Even in her bitter panic, she's still sexually excited! Now all but trapped in a place, she could never escape though now from, even if she tried with all her body possessed!

You jostle Drusilia's bulb with movement.

Drusilia chuckles once more, thoroughly amused by these delayed struggles. The nectar would fill Tiffany's mouth each time she spoke, but the predator didn't seem to care about the pleading. "Oh, trust me dear... the best is yet to come," she murmurs before giving a final push. Those vines around Tiffany's legs pull her down... down towards the base of Drusilia's humanoid form and into a cramped passageway...

You're squished from Drusilia's bulb to their depths!

Vines pull you down below the surface of the nectar and into a smaller tunnel than the bulb you were held within. The walls of the tunnel shift from soft flesh to a path of vines as you are deposited into a small constricted chamber within the depths of the Alraune . There is a small pocket of breathable but humid air in here, and the scent is overpoweringly sweet as the nectar seems to drain slightly from the chamber as if it is gradually emptying. The walls of this constricting chamber are composed entirely of these vines, and some of them begin to crawl about over your form, others prodding about and searching...

Tiffany Keqxer'xum was being haunted now by Drusilia's laughter, sometimes during sex, laughter was a huge turn on for the Skrell, but by the by, it was beginning to grow on her agitated side, her fearful side, a creature so sadistic, it was taking pleasure in her passing. As she tried to breathe and swallow, that nectar of the gods pulsated down her throat, drowning her nearly, it felt like, with the best tasting fluid she'd ever drunk. Finally feeling as her head went down a last time, to where even if she'd tried to speak again, her voice would utterly blurrble, beyond the thick paste of nectar, her feet having already begin their journey within it, her body was trapped in those vines now, as the center of this woman's depths, finally, utterly and ultimately, swallowed up every last bit of her! Feeling now, those prodding vines beginning to slowly but surely, slide up her body, gliding all over the place, almost ravenously, like they were trying to search for something? Her vagina perhaps? She whimpered mentally, but her body would betray her to these delicious tastes, the intoxicating fluids trying to ease her thought of worry and of care, helping her to try and forget she was about to die, the forgetful Skrell, not knowing even now, that was forever. Even if Drusilia didn't plan either way, of letting her prey go anytime soon... having already given her the beautiful nightmare threat, that she'd be with her for a very, very, very long time! She moaned as one of the vines made it inches before her wet pussy, between her thighs~

Drusilia hums and settles in to relax as she lets her insides do their work. Some of the vines slither over her limbs to hold her down and restrain her. Others move about and prod at her form as if searching, and these vines seem to have open ends. One crawled its way up her chest, and the moment she moaned it forced its way right into her mouth! Other open-ended vines moved to her chest, two attaching to the Skrell's supple mounds while others twist about down between her thighs, inching ever closer.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum wouldn't know, but as far as Drusilia was concerned, the plant woman was already done with the Skrell! A body that was so ancient in material and make-up, so apex in the species and gnome, so evolved as a cold-blooded, efficient killer, it wouldn't need any help, even if the dryad like being, was all but fast asleep. How pathetic, Tiffany wasn't even an afterthought to this predator anymore . Having been tricked, and stolen away in the bar, completely unaware of her fate and doom, at the hands of someone so supple and soft, so discrete, at least until it was far too late for the Skrell to stop her devourer! Thinking on her life as her mind went back and forth in between terror and pleasure. And as she'd wiggle, how she'd feel her body move between feelings of violation, and need, she'd scream mentally. Moaning out as her body betrayed her, that small breathable, humid packet of air, was all she had left, and soon, her mouth passage, as she gave a final scream, was stuffed up by a open-ended vine! Moving over her breasts and groping over them, her pussy ached to be touched, despite the Skrell knew she was about to be ended as dryad chow... the other half of her divining off of these pleasureful feelings. She canted to cum... so bad now!

Drusilia smiles pleasantly at the struggles within, feeling her body work. The vine in her mouth would push its way down the back of her throat, sliding in deep as the ones on her chest latched on and tried to drain what they could. The one at her thighs seemed to continue to tease, to wait until the right moment as the tip was poised to strike...

Tiffany Keqxer'xum screamed mentally as that vine began to push down her throat, and finally make it inside of her, as much as it had desired. Already trying to latch in and on to her, to drain from her, what it could. The more she tried to struggle, the more futile it seemed to be, not a single anything of what she'd do, mattered here. Tiffany was as good as a memory, or something thought up, but forgotten. Her toes curl as her sex is teased, but never touched. Drusilia seemed to no no end to the cruelty of her nature, but perhaps that was how she was designed. Merely a face , ok ay a plant, to make it seem human like, to only make it seem, that much crueler to the captivated audience, Tiffany K, now Drusilia's newest victim. All she could do was wait out what would happen to her next, whether she liked it or not. Drusilia had devoured Tiffany's past... she was swallowing up her present... and would soon erase her future... what a terrifying thought!

Drusilia smiles pleasantly as she feels her victim's struggles, the interior vines slowly draining the life from her. And when the Skrell seemed to be nearly ready to give in, the final waiting tendril plunged right into the Skrell's nethers rather forcefully, pushing in as far as it could before the tip opened to begin draining, consuming... The vine in her throat pushed as far down as it could before it opened within. The vines pulsed and throbbed rhythmically as others attached to her flesh, feeding off her in every way possible...

Tiffany Keqxer'xum couldn't know her devourer was still all the while smiling, but that seemed to be the way and the nature of this creature. Drusilia wasn't a fucking innocent plant, just trying to get by in the wilderness. She was a cold-blooded killer, so talented at what she did, she could likely get one of her own species, to go down her throat, if she tempted them the right way! It was likely indeed, Drusilia could eat and devour a great many, non-sentient things, but just as many of the other predators that seemed to love to haunt the halls, she likely relished in it, knowing an endless food source of victims, could always come her way. It didn't seem like, nor would her devourer even care, should she find the Skrell couldn't come back from this, as the moment the plant girl had laid eyes on the Skrell, she was nothing but a future meal, waiting to be ingested! Slurped in and gobbled down, now forced slowly but surely, to give away all of her nutrients ... Tiffany screamed in a mix of horror and pleasure, muffledly, as the thing pushed into her sex had, she'd hump at it if her hips and muscles were allowed. Humping and humping away... so pent up already... it wasn't but half a minute later, she tensed up, spasmed, and came. Her eyes finally closing in the dark, as her body barely had enough steam to even stay awake, to Tiffany, her not knowing, never to wake back up again!

Drusilia still smiles, but it grows darker now. She feels that her victim has been drained of just about all that she has... and now the open-ended vines begin their second purpose. Warm, oozing liquid is secreted through those vines currently plugged into openings, beginning to fill Tiffany. It brought with it a warm, tingling sensation as Drusilia prepared to finish off the rest of her meal.

Tiffany Keqxer'xum was not but just a piece of meat, in need of being removed and erased, forever. Having been a little play toy, something Drusilia could use to pass the time by on her otherwise, lackluster shift. Lackluster in the fact, it was likely, this predator was bored or unfulfilled, unless she could happily erase another person's life, for her own amusement and pleasure. Could anyone blame her though? Having the power, having the way and skill. Being able to have fun, and have a meal out of the entire thing... the only question remaining, did Drusilia have a conscious? Did she care about those lives she ended prematurely. All of this and more danced around in Tiffany's mind, as the very last of her energy leaves her and fades away. In her last seconds of life, as she was just a used, fuck down, and a future nutrient sack, she feels that last peace envelop her, perhaps that was the only comfort she'd be allowed to have in the end... to fade away into nothing. Never to be remembered by another soul, perhaps only her devour... but just how long... even then? Tiffany gives up the ghost, as her body is pumped through with fluids, that will finally unmake her being as a physical core. Her body' corpse and husk, trapped, Drusilia now at her own leisure and pleasure, able to erase this Skrell... as she pleased.

Your right hand hurts.

Your right hand hurts.

Your left foot hurts.

Your lower body hurts.

Your lower body hurts.

Your lower body hurts.

Your left leg hurts.

Your left leg burns.

Drusilia shifts and murmurs, moving her hands down her own body. The process had been designed to keep victims alive as long as possible, to get as much as possible from them. And as the liquid was pumped into her body, those interior vines and those attached to her body would begin to consume... to suck out the nutrients of the dissolving form bit by bit.

Your lower body hurts.

Your right hand hurts.

Dear god, the pain!

Your right hand hurts badly!

Your right hand hurts badly!

Your body is broken down by Drusilia, the remains being absorbed into the walls of the womb.

Drusilia hums in delight as her body finishes processing her meal, Tiffany's body liquifying into a nutritious paste, finally, all so that the vine's open ends could suck up the very last portions of her life, through her physical remains. It was Tiffany's worst nightmare, her friends hadn't seen her go into this room with the plant girl, and indeed, they would never be seeing her again. Drusilia laughs at the thoughts, remembering the terror her meal felt before she died, mixed with the much more important to her, taste of the creature she'd erased. Her flower's bottom opens , something that resembles an anus, pushing out the last of what remained of the things Drusilia's body couldn't use. A warn and broken PDA, a mostly dissolved headset, but no clothing... all of that had long since been absorbed and sucked away, melted, entirely... just as Tiffany had been. Drusilia chuckles, looking down at the items expelled from her form, gathering them up, only to toss them away into the nearby disposal chute. "Mmmmmm~... quite wonderful for a first meal here indeed..." she smirked, already forgetting the Skrell's name, and would soon be forgetting about her all together, her mind already on thoughts of seizing up her next victim, to bring them to their untimely end, that thought alone forcing the Alraune to lick her lips, before she makes her way back to the bar, in search of more prey~