T'Challa the Black Panther began exploring the countryside. He was on part of a Wakanda exploration mission to a remote mountainous island in the Indian ocean. After spending the morning exploring, he began to make his way back to his jet when a tendril slipped through the grass and wrapped around his leg. "What the?!" Black Panther quickly cried out, but before he knew it, the tentacle quickly pulled him to the ground and several more quickly wrapped around his other leg and arms. "Get off!" he yelled as they kept dragging him. Soon he saw the source; a thick tendril with a large bud suddenly opened up, showing a sucking mouth which the tentacles that had wrapped themselves around T'Challa were sucking into. T'Challa tried cutting the vines but they were strong and kept his defense from being used. The vines started excreting a sort of saliva or mucus that became so copious that the tendrils dripped and oozed with it. His feet started getting sucked into the plant's 'mouth', and T'Challa could feel the plant sucking on his booted feet as he got pulled further in. He winced as he felt the plant's saliva/mucus/ooze soaking through his suit and boots. "Von Doom's handsome face, what madness is this?!?" he exclaimed as his lower body, arms and eventually up to his abdomen were sucked and pulled into the plant. T'Challa squirmed and tried to move, but the tendrils were still wrapped around him, even inside. T'Challa began to panic as he felt what must have been dozens, maybe even hundreds, of fleshy appendages or tentacles inside the plant's mouth start to probe and lick at his lower body. He could feel what he imagined to be hundreds of the plant's tongues licking at his body, through the soles and toes of his boots, through his legs and between his thighs, into the crevice of his buttocks, the bulge of his manhood, and his lower abdomen. No area on his body was safe from the plant's 'licks'. T'Challa moaned as the licks continued and he felt his prison filling with the viscous fluid, filling his suit and spreading against his skin, softening it for digestion. The fluid was so copious it began to ooze and drip from the plant and T'Challa's toes and fingers curled as his skin began to tingle. T'Challa soon realized this wasn't torment, but pleasure. He moaned and grunted, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation of his body being furiously sucked and licked. Nothing else mattered, any problems or worries seemed to drift away. All that was left was the ecstasy of the moment. The plant feels it's prey relax and begins to suck Black Panther entirely into the plant. T'Challa gives a soft moan as he slips further into the plant. He sees the blue sky and smells the nearby ocean air for the last time as the rest of his body and head slide into the plant. He closes his eyes and embraces his fate as the plant sucks him through the tendril to the digestive stem and roots below. He is now prisoner to this vegetable. He will be released in the very near future, but only from the physical world.
