Botanist on Scary Island Redux is my retake on the first digital vore picture I made three years ago (Botanist on Scary Island), you can find it here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/457627.

Despite having a summer vacation from drawing, I wanted to post this picture to celebrate that I reach one million visitors today, and have written a blog for it https://aryion.com/g4/blog/Nalzindar

Please have a look at both pictures and tell me what you think^^
And now comes story time:
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Ingrid knew the old flora she inherited from her great-grandmother, wasn’t up-to-date. The old woman had been a botanist and an explorer in her youth, a rare profession for a woman at the turn of the last century. Nevertheless, Ingrid thought it would be cool to follow in her footsteps and travel into the Amazon Jungle and see if she could update the book she wrote. Unfortunately did Ingrid only have access to her great-grandmother’s book in a relatively old English translation! Which meant that beside from looking for outdated information, she also had to look out for translation errors. But this little drawback didn’t discourage her.

Being a Norwegian, Ingrid was a natural blond and blue-eyed young woman in her mid twenties. She was also so fortunate to have a well-developed body that no clothes could hide. Not to mention that she had enough money to do mostly whatever she wanted. All this combined made her both exotic and attractive in the eyes of many men, a bit too much sometimes, that’s why she opted for fellow women as her travel companions. They would at least keep their eyes at the plants, rather than her boobs!

Her travel companions consisted of Astrid; a red-haired Swedish woman fresh out of university. Astrid was very tall woman, slender and had a cute face with eyes that could drown you in their depths. But she also happened to be so politically correct that she had butter and cheese on both side of her bread to make it fair! Upon asking about her fiery red hair, she said some of her ancestors came from Scotland.
The third girl in their company and the oldest of them, Saga, was a Danish biology teacher whom Ingrid knew from earlier. She was also a curvaceous woman who was easy on the eye and had a cheerful personality who liked to talk, despite Ingrid and Astrid not always being able to understand what she said.

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Two weeks into the expedition saw the trio guided through the jungle by a native girl. The dark-skinned little woman, (or girl?) had been exited to see such exotic people travel through the jungle on their own and wanted to show them around. Ingrid was more than happy to let her come since this area by chance also was the same place her great-grandmother also had explored.

It was in the middle of the day when it happened.
Ingrid was admiring a Phallus impudicus on her own when the sound of Saga’s scream echoed through the forest! The woman didn’t stop screaming, which made Ingrid jump and run towards the sound.
Arriving, her eyes bulged upon the surreal sight. Saga was in the process of being swallowed by a huge plant, and the only thing that kept her from being fully eaten was Astrid who held her hands that stuck out from the bulbous mouth! Saga’s curvaceous body made a shapely bulge on the stem, proving that the plant intended to swallow her whole.

Ingrid ran up to grab one of the hands to help Astrid pulling her out. Together, they almost succeeded when the slimy interior started to give away. But the relief was short.

Beside her, Astrid cried in surprise when a vine suddenly shot up from the forest floor, wrapped around her feet and pulled her away. Alone, Ingrid was unable to hold Saga and she immediately lost her when a strong suction, pulled her fully into the plant. Ingrid followed the squirming bulge with her eyes as Saga travelled down the stem, until she disappeared inside an even larger trunk.

Ignoring Astrid’s plea for help, Ingrid stared up, up to the most bizarre plant she ever had seen. Above her, a huge, green bulb opened and Ingrid stared into an enormous, drooling maw, it had no teeth, but a fleshy tongue that tilted out like a dog’s.

Ingrid screamed and turned around to run, but she didn’t get far before a vine wrapped around her stomach and yanked her off the ground. Shouting and kicking, she desperately tried to free herself, but it was impossible. As she was guided head first towards the mouth, she saw a smaller bulb close its jaws around Astrid’s red hair and swallow her with a wet gulp.

“Nonono, let me go!” Ingrid shouted. The plant ignored this, and let another vine wormed itself in under her T-shirt and wrapped it off. Her bra followed next, freeing her large bosom to the humid jungle air. Somehow, the voracious plant didn’t find her jeans appealing and managed to strip her completely when not only this, but also her panties were removed!

She was laid down on the open maw and forced in until she was caught up to her waist, arms pinned helpless at her sides and her boobs pressing hard against the fleshy roof above. “Aaahhh! Nnngh!” Ingrid gasped and whimpered as she felt the tongue slither up across the smooth curves of her bare body, savoring her even as she was pulled deeper into the hot, slimy, sweltering maw. The interior of the plant’s mouth was unbelievable humid and wet, and with its attempt to swallow her, the plant forced its tongue in between her legs and over her crotch. This made the tongue rub and grind over her sensitive pussy in various ways, arousing her sex as the plant tried to swallow. Ingrid didn’t see this; her head and upper body had already been forced into the tight and slimy stem. The tightness made it almost impossible to breath, and her situation didn’t improve when a thick vine decided to help her descent by pressing against her crotch! The end of it was that Ingrid cried in pleasure and panic when it entered her vagina as she was swallowed. Legs and hips went into the sucking compression of the throat when gravity shifted and she was sent down, Hot, tight, slick tissue gripped every inch of her luscious, silky body. The hungry contraction forced her deeper by the second, but after a few breathless, claustrophobic moments, Ingrid was squeezed on firmly into the stomach, where she was pressed down in between Saga and Astrid’s bare, squirming bodies. The sound of her female companions’ voices babbling voices in the thick darkness, was not uplifting, but the deep groaning and burbling of the stomach left no doubt that they had been discovered by a carnivorous plant!

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Manao was dragged closer to the man-eating plant that just had devoured the three foreigners. One of her feet had been trapped in its vines when she tried to flee, but on her road to doom, she had been able to pick a bunch of Sneezewort growing close by! With a strong grip on the life-saving flowers, she made ready to give the mean plant a nasty surprise as it tossed her into its maw!

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