Like many plants, you are hermaphroditic. Your fruit are derived from your female parts, and golden shiny pollen covered stamens hang like a bead curtain over the entrance to your flower with the pistil sticking up beneath the center. Your fragrant nectar wells within your flower. You wonder what sort of meat the witch intends to attract to her giant carnivorous plant. You cannot move, all you can do is wait, and bask in the sunlight that slips between the tree branches overhead. Your roots reach out and dig deep beneath the soil exploring. Tendrils from your roots about two hundred feet from you shoot out sprouts, baby yous, clones sharing your roots and spreading carnivorous plants throughout the forest. You feel yourself growing and spreading, and lose yourself in the glory of creation.
You feel footsteps approaching through your tendrils.
"Gawd, I can smell her," the half naked man sporting major wood says as he enters your glade. He sighs. He is sweating, he has been running for a mile through the woods since he first picked up your magically erotic and intoxicating sense. He cannot think, well, he cannot think of anything except having sex. The scent makes him need it. He approaches you, and walks around you sniffing.
"She must be inside," he says stripping off his remaining clothing, and setting his sword and dagger on the ground nearby. Naked and defenseless, the man reaches up, and separates your stamens like parting a curtain. The golden pollen sticks to his shiny sweaty body, as he climbs inside you. You feel the triggers snapping, as he gets deeper into the trap. His knee sinks in the heavy sticky nectar, and his leg and foot follow, holding to your soft rubbery edges, he stretches his other leg and rests his bare foot on your pistil.
SNAP, you swallow horn dog. He struggles, but sinks into the sticky nectar. He got pollen all over your pistil before he succumbed to the digestive, sedative properties of your nectar. He floats in the nectar in the fetal position. Your pollinated pistil begins to form more fruit, and it forms around the rapidly digesting naked man inside you - rapidly in plant terms is days instead of weeks.