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Shortly after the war had ended, Harry had decided he needed a place to run away to. To escape the world and its expectations. That was when he purchased a cottage up in some woodlands in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't even that expensive.
He had the cottage for several months now. He was getting more comfortable, so he had started venturing out more. Exploring his own little area.
Not too far away he found a Boulder like rock, covered in ivy and thick vines. Harry admired them, before deciding to touch them. He found that the vines were soft and warm. He leaned on the Boulder, soaking in the warmth, almost giving it a hug. He found this to be quite comfortable, and kept leaning into the warm vines. The warmth was traveling, encompassing, it felt like the vines had begun to hug him too.
He started to pull his arms back to stretch. But he found he couldn't pull back, his arms were stuck.
Harry's eyes shot open as he realized he couldn't move at all. He frantically looked around and realized his mistake. They weren't vines. It was a Devil's Snare. As he had started to struggle, they gripped tighter. Constricting his arms and legs more, binding them between more vines and the rock. Harry groaned as the pressure started to feel nice, the encompassing warmth. Making him feel like he had found something he hadn't had before. But that sensation brought a change in blood flow. His hips grinded into the warm vines. He felt his pants get snagged on one of the vines behind him, but as vines shifted, they got pulled down just enough to pull his prick out. Immediately one of the vines ran along the underside of his cock.
"Fuck," he grunted out as his hips pushed into the feeling. As he got lost in the pleasure, the tip of a vine slid along his thigh. It crawled along his skin searching and finding its destination. It trailed against the hole. It began to breach his arse, pushing with a slow steady pressure.
Harry lost in pleasure, began to thrust his hips into the snare. Pushing himself back onto the penetrating limb. He stayed frozen as the vines continued to move and tighten. The limb in his arse was slowly moving in and out, slowly pushing further in. The vine that had brushed the underside of his cock, slid around, tightening around the base of his cock. He realized at this point that he could not move. At all. He was completely stuck, and the limb pushed further and further into him. It brushed something that made his hips jerk, he gasped out as the vine tightened just a little more. The limb brushed that spot again and again. Turning Harry into a gasping and whimpering mess.
"Ah God yes. Please… more, fuck that's good. Fuck fuck. Fuck." He wanted to thrust against the warm vines again, but the vines around his waist were too strong.
As he moaned out another growth pushed into his open mouth, starting the same slow back and forth, but stopping in his throat, stopping him from breathing for a few seconds, before pulling back, and doing it again.
He gasped as the limb kept brushing that spot as it slowly moved further and further into his midst section. Just a slow back and forth movement, constantly. He felt like he was getting closer to the edge. Like he would be there any second.
And the warm vines tighten and loosen on his shaft. Like it was pulsing on his cock. When he thought he had found the edge and was about to dive, all the movement stopped. Freezing him. He felt the waning of that edge, and it started again. He tried to cry out but it was in his throat again. His eyes rolled back as he flew towards the edge. Just as he was once again about to plunge, it stopped. But this time the one in his mouth stopped in his throat. He couldn't breath, and that feeling was dissipating again.
His vision was darkening, and then it started again. He came seconds after. And so did it. Pump after pump. His fluids all over himself and the vines. It’s fluids pumping deep into his insides and the growths straight into his throat.
Cold and tired, he found himself falling asleep as it was still filling him up.
Harry woke as he hit the ground. He was drowsy and confused. He looked around slowly, trying to make sense of his situation as he remembered the previous event. He quickly pulled his pants back on and took a step back. His pants were tighter now. And as he gazed at his midsection there was a stiff bump around his abdomen. He was so full of the Devil's Snare… Come? Pollen? Sap?
He wasn't sure, but looking up at the plant, he decided he might come back. Soon.