Sure, she'd seen well cared for gardens before, but something about this witch's land was more ethereal. Something she didn't have words for.Walking u... to the witch's front door almost seemed like an out of body experience - the sun was shining, the sounds of nature buzzed all around her, and she tapped her knuckle lightly on the door, almost trying not to disturb the peaceful atmosphere.A woman who looked to be about forty answered. She definitely looked like a witch, or at least that's what. You willsee for yourself the results in the Sixth Circle below.Oh well, I sighed, might as well see the damages. I took a good lookdown at myself. Noting that when I stretched or flexed a limb I hadmuch more movement than I did as a man, I began to try to move my body.Wow. I felt as flexible as a ballerina. The elasticity of my limbs wascompletely unprecedented. I was...and still am--able to executemiraculous feats of contortion. However, getting carried away at thetime, I leapt up and came. Frustrated, I arrived at my place and without turning on any lights, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and use the toilet. I entered the bedroom, undressed to my underwear, then threw my clothes onto a chair that was near the window. I went to the window to close the curtains before hitting the sheets.I noticed a light was on the apartment below, then thought about the man I met a few days earlier. As I started to pull the curtains closed, I saw him enter his bedroom. Behind him was an. Eventually the Plant-Man cums, and Samantha can't help but think of large jungle cats claiming dominance. The Plant-Man seems exhausted on Olivia but manages to get off of her, to which Samantha sees that he came so much into Olivia that there's a brief geyser as pressure is released. The Plant-Man seems barely able to walk, and Samantha notes it's possible he's too tired to rape her too. If she could still have felt hope she probably would have. He goes into the kitchen, and she can hear him.