"Don't make jokes about this," Clover said, punching Tara's shoulder playfully. "I'm really worried now. What if I can never get back?"
Tara paused for a moment to consider their options. Then she peered up at Clover with a glimmer in her eye.
"There had to be some kind of magic involved to get you here in the first place, right?"
"I suppose so. A portal to another world isn't exactly a natural phenomenon..."
"Well, if it takes magic to make it work, maybe we need the help of a magician to figure it out. I've heard of a warlock a couple of villages over. Maybe he can help us."
"Okay," Clover nodded. "I suppose it couldn't hurt. We don't have much more to go on at this point. Can we go there right away?"
Tara peered at Clover still shivering with her wet hair and wrapp
ed her vest around her to keep her warm.
"Why don't we rest up for a few minutes while we dry off and have something to eat? It's a bit of a long journey."
"Do we have any more rabbit left over from this morning?" Clover said, suddenly feeling her stomach grumbling.
"I'm afraid not," Tara said, peering around the clearing. "But we shouldn't have too much trouble finding some food here. The mushrooms are edible, and there's some chukruss fruit growing near the top of the medusa tree."
As the girls began walking through the meadow of erotic plants, Clover couldn't help caressing the tops of the vulva-shaped flowers and phallic-shaped mushrooms. Remembering how much fun she'd had playing with them on her first day, she began to feel another stirring in her loins.
"This one's got enough for both of us," Tara said, stopping at a two-headed toadstool standing at hip height.
"Mmm," Clover said, caressing the dewy tips of the forked fungus. "Are you sure you want to eat it? Maybe we can enjoy it another way first."
"You're a dirty girl, aren't you?" Tara said, peering at Clover's still dripping breasts spilling over the top of her tight bodysuit.
"I'm still feeling aroused from that stimulating shower under the waterfall. Don't you feel like having a little fun, too? You must have gotten a little worked up under the waterfall. And unlike me, you didn't have a chance to release your sexual tension."
"Now, that you mention it, I am feeling a little itchy," Tara said, peering at Clover with a lopsided grin.
Clover pulled the two tips of the tall toadstool apart then watched them spring back together like two frotting penises.
"And this is one of those erotic plans we can enjoy together," she said. "Come on, let's give it a try!"
"You're twisting my arm," Tara said, pulling off her clothes.
The two girls stood naked facing one another over the two-headed mushroom, then they smiled at one another while their hands drifted between their legs to angle the tips into their holes. As they lowered their bodies onto the sturdy stalk, they both groaned feeling the spongy projections filling their depths.
"Unngh," they grunted, leaning towards one another, intertwining their tongues.
The tall toadstool was surprisingly sturdy, and as they bobbed their hips up and down on it, it swayed and flexed along with their body weight. With their tits and mounds pressed up against one another while they fucked the tumescent fungus, they moaned into each other's mouths feeling their pleasure rising together in lockstep.
"God damn, I love this magical land," Clover smiled.
"Who needs a portal when you've got these things to keep you amused all day long?" Tara nodded, digging her fingernails into Clover's back as she felt her pleasure nearing the tipping point.
"Come with me, Tara," Clover panted. "I'm getting close. Let's fuck this thing like there's no tomorrow."
"For all we know, there might not be one, " Tara grunted, feeling her floodgates opening. "Fuck, I'm coming! This is so much better with two people!"
"Nnngh," Clover groaned, feeling her body beginning to convulse over the twitching fungus.
As the two girls clamped onto one another threshing and wailing atop the waving toadstool, they rolled their tongues in each other's mouths, panting in simultaneous ecstasy. When they finally finished cumming together and lifted themselves off the dripping plant, Tara wrapped her hand around Clover's side of the mushroom, ripping off the tip and crunching on the fleshy fungus, licking her lips at the taste of her girlfriend's nectar. Clover did the same, and as they stood grinning at one another like two teenagers in a brothel, she shook her head.
Now they're never going to believe me when I tell them what I found in this place, she thought.