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His massive hand still clenched the ice crystal bestowed upon him by the Ice Queen, Freezia after his second trial. She had presented the token to him as she worshipped his imperial staff of virility in defeat. He vigorously stroked his mighty member as he proudly recalled his remarkable victory, the memory causing a gush of manly essence to surge and glisten as it pooled at the muzzle of his cum weapon. The ice beings had nearly defeated him but, as with Magmar in his first challenge, he'd managed to triumph.

The ice blue crystal was small and smoothly rounded. Obviously having no pockets, Pro'Phallus was at a loss as to where to keep this memento of his latest conquest. He looked down at his sculpted body and the answer came to him. "Ah, I shall place this gift in my navel!" he said. It fit perfectly, of course!

He took a moment (or ten) to admire himself, then stepped through the portal glowing green. Again, he readied himself for an immediate assault upon his tanned, toned and perfect, vital physique. His honey gold hair framed his handsome, determined visage as it cascaded from his head, gently caressing his back and shoulders.

The silent, hushed air was humid and warm. Pro'Phallus beheld a sea of plants! This world teemed with lush, green vegetation. He placed his large, powerful hands upon his trim hips and, posing his legs, assessed the situation. His fabulous blue eyes sparkled with curiosity as he scanned the immediate area.

"Ah, a cavern!" he said. His "Deliverer of Justice" urged him forward, thumping against his eight-pack abs, waving proudly at its stalk as he strode through the opening. His massive man-bag swayed between his brawny thighs.

The walls, floor and ceiling were covered with vine-like strands. Darkness prevailed until he came to a dead end. Here, a slim ray of bright sunshine streamed through a gap in the overhead rocks. The air, despite the light, was dense and foul smelling.

He decided to announce himself and struck his most princely stance. "I am Pro'Phallus of Virilus and I seek the mantle of Penis Man! I have come to face your challenge as decreed by the Guardians of Manhood in accordance with the Sacred Scrolls of the Sack!" The Deliverer tingled and twitched. His "penis sense" warned him of imminent danger. He cupped his balls and rubbed the meaty sack, his font of power from which the source of his manhood flowed. He was locked and loaded. His mountainous nipples quivered in anticipation of battle. He flexed his massive, athletic frame. Nothing happened.

The nubile young man looked all around the heavily vegetated space and noticed several vine-covered mounds against each of the three walls. His perfect nose wrinkled with repugnance at the foul smell emanating from them. He stepped closer to the nearest one and prepared and postured in case of attack. He felt compelled to reach out and part the vines to peak beneath.

"By the gods!" he cried out in horror as he beheld the plant-covered body of a fellow Virilon!

Suddenly, the cavern came alive with writhing vines. They snatched the muscular champion around his beefy arms, legs, waist and throat and slammed him against a wall. Pro'Phallus struggled mightily against their steely grip but he was held fast.

"What the…? No!" The nefarious plants had stripped the black-stoned ring from Magmar off his perfectly tapered finger and he scowled as Queen Freezia's ice crystal popped out of his navel and bounced on the floor at his feet. No matter, he'd easily defeat this detestable flora with his own puissance! He pumped his big guns and strained, his pectorals jutting impressively, his rippling thighs straining. Inconceivably, his incredible strength allowed him to snap only some of the steel cable-like herbage but more and more wrapped around his mammoth body. The manly challenger was trapped in his leafy bondage!

"What treachery is this? Ugh, must break free!" he exclaimed as he instinctively clenched his twin, muscular Virilon buttocks tightly together to prevent intrusion. His arms were trapped along his sides and he wiggled and struggled as the vines drew his legs widely apart. The creeper around his neck tightened, allowing him little air. His engorged cock throbbed and swayed and his pendulous sack dangled and bounced between his meaty thighs. His cum weapon was fully charged but Pro'Phallus was helpless to use it!

He watched in horror as a finger-thick, thorny plant snaked menacingly from a mound on the opposite wall and made its way towards him. It rose from the floor and rubbed its small, dagger-like barbs along the length of his sinewy leg and stopped at his groin. Pro'Phallus struggled as the tube-like end of the plant opened, revealing a putrid gaping maw.

"The chant…must use the Chant of Plenipotentious to break free! RES FIRMA…" (choke)! The plant around his neck tightened, cutting off his air AND silencing his voice!

The thorn-covered weed continued to climb up his body, the spikes dragging painfully across his substantial nut-sack. By the gods! Some of the barbs had imbedded themselves in his font of power! Up it snaked, scraping across Pro'Phallus's heaving washboard abdomen, then stopping at his right nipple; raking against and teasing the prominent bullet tip. Then, to the champion's horror, it fastened itself to the fleshy tube.

Pro'Phallus's face was turning purple and he bucked as the vine latched itself firmly to his beefy man-tit and began to gently suck. The suckling sensation was creepy yet maddeningly erotic! His stomach tightened as he fought to control his natural Virilon sex drive from overwhelming him with the desire for pleasure. The thorns in his balls were causing a curious tingling sensation which, he felt, must be due to some kind of organically drugged tip. The vine around his throat loosened and he drew a huge breath of air before it tightened again.

Two more vines crept insidiously across the cavern floor towards his perfect, captured form. These were smooth and leafless and as thick as broomsticks. Pro'Phallus tried to concentrate but the tit-sucking plant was applying glorious, tantalizing ministrations to his nipple. He moaned as the smooth vines wrapped around each of his ankles, then crawled upward and began to secrete a slick, viscous sap that dripped down his golden leg hairs.

They headed straight for his crotch and the first one wrapped itself around his turgid, perfectly curved shaft. Pro'Phallus grunted as the pleasure of having his now mountainous man-bud sucked as his magisterial cock was stroked and caressed overwhelmed him. The vine began to pump his mighty staff and alternated between squeezing and releasing. Incredible! It was jerking him off! Urging him to spew forth his cum weapon! Perhaps that would be his chance to break free!

Then, to his horror, he felt the other dripping vine creep to his virgin pucker. Its lubed tip pushed against his muscular anus. He fought to squeeze his butt cheeks together. To be penetrated would surely spell his doom! The vine stroking his mighty meat sped up while the thorny plant attached to his nipple continued to suck. The vines holding him fast lightly rubbed and teased his tingling balls with their ivy-shaped leaves, causing him even more arousal. He was covered with sweat from the exertion of trying to escape. Pre-cum bubbled and dripped gloriously from his piss slit. He was on the verge of blowing a tremendous orgasm from his captivated cum weapon. How would he ever escape?

The evil anal vine began to corkscrew as it disgorged the slick, sloppy lubricant. Pro'Phallus could feel it dripping and running down his legs as he continued to clench. Suddenly, the vine around his neck tightened again, this time totally cutting off his air. Just before the mighty but helpless hero passed out, he felt the heinous herbage push deeply into his tight, hot, virgin asshole, sending him completely over the edge with ecstasy and causing him to spew his huge load.

To be continued...