Seductively Sweet. Almost pitiful
 
No need to be angry with me for eating you, obviously SOMETHING on that was more important than where you were walking. Was it that thing in your hands? That little screen your eyes were glued to, chasing some digital creature, veering into the grass.
 
Not ONCE looking up to see me looming ahead with trap wide open, drooling at the treat headed right my way. It was hard to keep from laughing as your steps brought you to me. It was just that easy, but now that I have you I can say exactly how I feel ,my easy meal.
 
I didn't have to draw you in with my flowery fragrance, hypnotize you with my aromatic scent. I didn't have to coax you closer , charm you with my voice, or this lovely femine body. Give you assurances that it was perfectly safe to approach some woman set between the leaves of a giant venus flytrap. You came right to me, into me, so busy trying to trying to catch them all, you didn't realize you were about to be a catch of your own.
 
Ignorant of all the danger you walked right past the teeth of my leaves... ....The same luscious red leaves now chewing on your body, drenching you with their sticky fluid..... Right into me, face-first into my tits.
I've never known anyone who minded getting their face between some boobs, but that I saw a flash of irratation for having to pry your eyes off of that screen. To see some green woman bending over you, so my trap could better clap shut around you. You had but a moment to turn to flee, by the time you FINALLY saw the danger, but as you turned your back to me I wrapped my limbs around you, hugging you to myself.
 
Keeping your back snug to this curvy body of mine while my leaves gradually shut. Giving you plenty of time to try squirming away to safety. Letting you watch my teeth close together, my leaves coming around us binding us together. The insides of my trap like a pair of giant tongues, two wet and fleshy masses ensnaring my latest treat, sealing us in together. Letting me taste just how delcious your flesh is.
 
So while you might beg and whine and scream for me to spit you out, could you spit out your favorite food on command? Or would you want to chew it up and swallow? Like my leaves grinding together in a vice of flesh, getting every bit of taste out of you as I melt your body for nutrients.
 
Hmm? Of course I'm going to digest you, this pool of fluids inside my trap is quite acidic. A woman of my size isn't going to be satisfied by bugs. I crave something filling, something meaty, like a human. Like you. A big, meal that will keep me satisfied for days. Maybe I'll text up some friends on that phone of yours and invite them over for dinner too. How many people are going to end up getting eaten because you were distracted? I hope a lot.
 
But you'll never know, because I've already started melting you. But should digested alive feel so warm and cozy? Tingles of pleasure burrowing into your flesh? Seeping deeper in my fluids as they rise up to your neck? That's a poison my kind produces, helps keep my prey pacified, numbs them with a warm tingle, some even get to experience bliss before they die.
 
Is it frustrating you yet? Entrapped by a pretty plant-woman, getting gently chewed on by my leaves, aware that you're getting digested by me and can't escape. -Soft Laugh- No matter how you to pry apart my leaves your arms will just squish right in, lost in that cushiony flesh of my leaves. Just give up, give in to being my meal, I've caught stronger than you, and they still ended up as food. As padding all over my body, as part of these thick thighs wrapped around your waist, part of my tender belly against yours, part of these big, soft breasts on your back. Every single ounce if you is melting away to be mine.
 
You seem tired... Like you can't keep awake much longer? Getting hard to keep your eyes open? Though you know if you keep them closed, if you fall asleep, you'll never open them again. But that's probably for the best. Even if you escaped there's not much of you left. But you couldn't feel it, body numb as it is. So you might as well let yourself drift off, succumb completely as my food. The juices are about to go over my head, and all you'll be left with is your own thoughts in the silence.(edited)
So thank you, for being a easy and delicious meal. Good-bye my tasty morsel.(edited)