Unable to look away, Henrietta was soon caught up in the same peril as her co-conspirators. Sealed up inside of the maw of the plant, all she could do was sink deeper and deeper into her hypnotic bliss, with the delicate sound of laughter filling her ears. The Lady, unnamed, was connected to every living thing on the isle, and unless they were to be found then these luckless few will be forever doomed to a life eternal as part of her collection!



A followup commission for the first, both of these pics are redos of pics they had gotten done a while back, and I certainly hope they are happy with the results!

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