Anonymous1: Wolverine hated these jobs, 'Go find mutant x with power y then bring him to location z to see if he will join us.' Bull, his time was better spent defending the institute not out in the field on a scavenger hunt. At least the professor had said this mutant was low level, power over plants. What a joke, what is the bastard gunna do, grow me a rose garden. Wolverine tore open the door to the warehouse with his claws, big surprise here, hundreds of plants. "Come on out you runt, there are some people who would like to talk to you!" Wolverine called out to the emptiness. "You know Wolverine, you should really be gentle around my little friends, they are very sensitive to outside stimuli," Wolverine spun to confront the speaker, but was met with darkness. "Who are you?! How do you know who I am?" Logan yelled. My plants heard your conversation with Professor...Xavior? You know plants communicate with each other, send signals to help protect themselves." "I really don't give a shit, now would you kindly come along?" Wolverine extended his claws and ripped through the nearby plants and cargo. "Come out damnit!" Wolverine couldn't lock onto a scent due to all the perfumes wafting off the flowers. "Stop that! These plants can feel! I feel their pain!" "O really?," Wolverine slashed through a few more plants, "So why don't you just come along then?" "Stop it! I'm warning you, STOP!" "What are you gunna do, pussy? Just show yourself and get your ass out here!" Logan picked up a crate and sent it crashing into another. "I warned you! I'll teach you! Plants hurt too, how will you like it when they return the favor!" "Wha-" Then Wolverine felt a tugging around his leg, looking down he saw some sort of tendril had entwined itself, grunting angrily he slashed it, but to his surprise the severed stem entangled itself in his claws. When he swung his other arm it was snatched out of the air by a vine that descended from the ceiling. Kicking his feet, Wolverine was picked up off the floor so he was dangling a good yard above the floor. "Let go of me you little pussy-boy!" "Since you seem so intent on accusing others of homosexuality, why don't we test your own?" Wolverine flushed, "What- what are you doing!?" All he got in answer was a chuckle. The vines around his arms tightened and grew thicker. Suddenly there were vines sliding into his boots then up his pant legs. "Stop it you faggot! Let go of me!" Again all he received was a laugh. A tentacle ran its way down his sleeve, then out the other. With a great tear the fron of his uniform was shredded. Then the vines up his pant legs tore through the fabric and he was left in mid air wearing nothing but his tighty whiteys. A thin tentacle began rubbing along his covered testicles. Two more vines reached down to roughly rub on his meaty nipples. Wolverine blushed deeper, this time not just in anger. "I s-said stop! Let me go now!" "O, but the fun is just starting!" The voice called from no-where. Vines wrapped themselves around his thighs and formed an 'v' shape cupping his genitals while making a thick strip coarsely rubbing between his buttocks. The vines on his nipples began squeezing and pulling, making them hard and wanting. Wolverine gasped at the sensations then yelped when his underwear was torn off roughly. A finger sized tendril pressed against his hole, forcing its way inside. Crying out Wolverine renewed his struggles then spasmed as the thing inside him began rubbing against his prostate. When he gasped his mouth was filled with a thick tentacle. Another tendril pushed its way in, slowly stretching him to prepare him for more unwanted pleasure. 'God, no! Please, make it st-' Another tentacle pushed its way inside him, far bigger than the other two. It rammed its way inside him, causing pain mixed with jolts of pleasure as it pushed against his prostate. The dexterous vine pushed roughly against his prostate causing him to moan involuntarily. The vines around his nipples twisted and teased as the thick tentacle in his ass began thrusting in and out of his body. With a chocked yell Logan came violently, but the vines pushed him against a wall and continued to thrust into him harshly. His erection was sliding up and down the cool steel walls, increasing the stimulation. Due to his healing factor, Wolverine was insatiable when it came to sex and this rape was no exception in terms of his stamina. All night long he was fucked by these tentacles until his body was covered in his own sperm. Come morning the man controlling the vines never showed himself, but instead had Logan carried to his lair to be fucked again and again while being fed intravenously.
Anon1 Your unwise words made me fall I must take revenge upon you!