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Authors name: Erwin Stevens (erwin_stevens@yahoo.com)
Story title : Latex Flower
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Latex Flower (FF, rom, exh, rp, ped, 1st, sci-fi, preg)
by Erwin Stevens (erwin_stevens@yahoo.com)
(Revised Version)
***
A latex plant from space takes over the town and uses
earth females for hosting to repopulate their species
and take over the earth.
***
It was a warm summer day in Spring Valley, a small
community on the southern part of California. School was
out for the summer and the din of children at play
filled the dry desert air as Cathy Cynthia Erickson rode
home from the airport, after a long flight to come down
from the school in Oregon. As she settled in, that
later, still dressed in her school clothes that she
walked in the heat of the afternoon, early evening and
the sounds of children at play and the smell of
barbeques foretold the onset of evening. Cathy herself
is glad to be home after the long school year. It had
been a long year for her away, and she longed to see her
friends and family.
Cathy was finally home, having just turned 15 that
spring she had fully entered the contrary phase of her
adolescence and found the experience quite trying.
Enduring the long cross-country trek had been bad
enough, but her parents had compounded this by treating
her like a child and embarrassing her at the worst
moments over the phone. Cynthia wanted to come home on
the train, but her parents had insisted she flown, a
long flight that she would be stuck aboard an airplane.
Still, the young woman was thankful to be home again at
last. As soon as she had entered the house that she
immediately had called up her best friend, Megan and now
is on her way over to her house.
Little changed in Spring Valley, a small town located on
the northwestern border of Death Valley, CA and Cynthia
normally alternated between frustration and comfort at
that fact. As she walked over to Megan's house,
something filled her with unease, but she wasn't able to
put her finger on the problem. Spring Valley was a small
bedroom community, and Cynthia's corner of town was home
to lots of families.
By the time she had reached Megan's front door, Cynthia
realized the problem she had not seen any teenagers
around, just a lot of little kids playing. There seemed
to be a cheerful, subdued note in the air and yet
something alien too. Still, it was nearing suppertime
and she put away her concerns as she knocked on Megan's
door. Megan who was the same age was her best friend and
she could not wait to see her ever since she had been on
her way home.
"Come in, Cynthia." Welcomed Anne Marie Forester,
Megan's mother. "How was your trip in?"
"It was okay," Cynthia replied simply, not looking at
Meg's mother in the eye and how she was dressed today.
She had held her gaze to the floor, "Good, Megan's up in
her room waiting for you."
"Thanks." Cynthia quickly shot up to Megan's bedroom,
barely containing herself. She hadn't seen her friend in
weeks and had plenty of things to tell her.
Cynthia entered Megan's room unannounced as only best
friends can but no sooner than she entered, got the
shock of her lifetime. Megan was sitting on the edge of
her bed completely naked! Cynthia had seen Megan naked
before, but only when they were changing clothes. Megan
got up as soon as Cynthia had came in, and approached
her friend with a forlorn look on her normally smiling
face. She stepped up to hug her friend and as she did
her naked bare body rubbed against her. Cynthia also
noted a sweet fragrance in the air that over powered her
senses.
"Hey there Cynth," Meg said, "I'll be right with you, I
thought would grab a quick shower and be ready by the
time you got here. Apparently not." Cynthia smiled, and
yet was uncomfortable at the greeting by her friend.
Megan turned to walk across the room to the dresser,
opening it and from within she pulled a halter-top and a
pair of shorts overalls, throwing them on the bed.
Meg, the same age, turned to face her friend and Cynthia
stared at her body, the 31B breasts, her magnificent
figure and the formidable curves as she changed into
being a very beautiful young woman. Meg smiled at the
discomfort she sensed by her friend. Slowly she grabbed
the thin white cotton halter-top and slid it over her
head. The top was very thin cotton and it was trimmed
with a blue stripe around the collar. Underneath it, her
erect nipples could be seen clearly through the material
and Cynthia stared at her rounded breasts, her now hard
nipples protruding from the fabric. She then slid on the
overall shorts over her neatly trimmed bush. "You're
going to just wear that outfit?" Cynthia asked, "It's
kind of thin to wear too the mall."
"Why not." Meg replied, "It's way too hot for anything
else." Meg turned her when her mother poked her head
into the room on them.
"Meg Honey, I know you and Cynthia wanted to go to the
mall this evening, but I don't want you going off too
far."
"Aww mom, But we were just about to go." She whined.
Her mother shook her head, "I'll make it up to you
Megan." She said, "I'll drive you out there on Friday.
It's just a bit too hot for actually trying to walk it
that far to the mall. How bout you both just stay around
her and sit in the garden or show her the new green
house we had built. Beside I need your help and need you
to quickly do a quick clean up of the greenhouse, so I
can walk a group through it tonight for my botany
classes."
Meg grimaced. "But..." She started to reply but her
mother silenced her with a look.
"Megan. I said no." She replied firmly, "Please just do
it. Beside Cynthia might like it. It's a nice place to
sit and talk, also catch a few rays. It's not like this
is the last day to go out to the mall."
"Alright... Alright." Megan said, grumbling, and walked
across the room. As she passed the plant that sat next
to her dresser that Meg turned her attention to the
intoxicating scent of an alien plant Anne and Megan had
found in the forest one day. She bent down and breathed
deeply. The effect was immediate -- she became slightly
dizzy, and felt a tingling throughout her body.
"Something to pass the time." Meg thought, and turned to
Cynthia. "Well I guess there is no mall today, how bout
we hit the green house and catch a few rays, and relax
around the house."
Cynthia nodded to her friend, immediately liking the
sound of that. "Yeah that sounds good, I do need the
tan, that's one thing that Oregon does not have a lot
of... Sunshine. What about this greenhouse, what is she
doing, growing flowers to sell?"
Megan met her friend's gaze. "Well actually, my Mom
built the greenhouse so she can keep some exotic plants.
She has taken teaching botany again and has been
studying a plant she found in the forest." Meg told her,
"Since she started studying the plant she found she has
really got into it." Her friend managed a grin.
"Sounds like it keeps her busy." Cynthia replied,
grinning ear to ear. Megan pulled off the halter-top
after undoing her overall shorts and let them fall to
the floor. Naked again, this time she pulled a simple
white t-shirt over her head. Through it, Meg's best
friend saw her erect nipples, and could just make out
the dark patch of her pubic hair through the shirt.
Cynthia knew that Meg was a nudist when she was younger
with her mother, after her father died and yet she
thought that when they moved from the coast they had
given that up. "Apparently not." She murmured and
grinned. The other thing the young girl did not
understand was why she was getting dizzy and
disoriented.
What it was, that Cynthia did not know it was the plant
that sat in the large pot in the corner that was doing
it to her and the fragrance was doing its work, deep
inside Cynthia she felt the beginnings of a shy tingle
through her body. "What the hell, I am getting horny all
of a sudden." She thought and still stared at Meg's
shirt and the revealing cleavage she wore. "Why did you
change?" Cynthia asked, "I thought we were going out to
the garden, isn't that a bit too little clothing to
sitting in clear view of everyone?"
"Well keep in mind if we go out its going to be hot out,
hotter than in here, and even hotter in the green house,
also very humid. I thought I would stay comfortable. I
think you would be better off if you changed into
something cooler Cynthia, that wool school uniform must
be uncomfortable." The young woman pondered a moment and
nodded at her friend. Megan turned and pulled out a one-
piece shorts jumper that buttoned up the front.
Slowly Cynthia turned and undid the snap of her dress
and it fell n the hardwood floor. And after a moment and
undid the shirt and pulled it off. She slid on the
jumper and buttoned it up. "Kinda tight," panted the
young woman and Megan nodded, "Well its not really made
to wear with panties and a bra. Do you feel better
though?" Meg's best friend nodded.
"Yes Much," the young girl replied, "Thanks Megan you
are such a good friend."
Meg grinned, shrugging, "You're quite welcome, and
you'll thank me later for this to." She thought planning
to take her to see the alien plants that had taken over
the town. "Well anyway, the green house Mom built is for
her botany classes she is teaching again, My Mom found a
new species plant." She said, moving aside and pointed
to the large plant in the pot behind her. "It won first
prize at the fair and has been recognized as a latex
plant of some sort. She is writing a paper on it."
Cynthia eyed the plant carefully. It was rather large,
standing close to half way up on her friend, with a ring
of bushy leaves around the bottom. A single long stalk
with a bulbous head grew upward in the center and a
single orange flower grew on top.
"Oh it's the plant that I am smelling." She thought,
"Making me feel strange." The orange flower emitted the
strong, sweet, fragrance and Cynthia started to feel the
same way as Megan, She joined up and stood next to her
friend. Megan leaned over and smelled the flower.
Cynthia followed suit. "Ooooh that's nice." Cynthia
said, and inside the shy tingle she felt became stronger
and after a moment, moisture and desire followed. "Oh
it's the plant that's doing it..." Cynthia thought and
yet continued to inhale the scent deeply.
Inside, the young girl was starting to feel the effects
of the strange scent that permeated the air. The same
tingling through her body, and with each passing moment
the drugs effect was cumulative, and the shy tingle had
now turned into an insistent pulsation, accompanied by
moisture and desire. Meg motioned to her friend to
follow. "What kind of plant is that?" Cynthia asked
again, "I never heard of a latex plant." She continued
walking beside Meg in the narrow hallways of the house.
"It's an imported rubber plant from Africa. A new plant
mom is studying." Megan lied, knowing in truth that this
plant was from a meteor that had struck in the forest
and they had found it and next to it not more than three
days this large plant had been growing.
In truth this plant was not of this planet. They had
discovered the plant on accident, and they had also
discovered its secret that it was an intelligent alien
race, that dominated the galaxy and used other races as
hosts like a parasite to repopulate their ancient race.
Both of the young women continued down the hallways that
twisted and turned.
Megan was leading her to the greenhouse first, with the
hopes that she could like the others be the same as her
other friends, hosts for the plant. They had taken over
the community quickly and had used many of the young
women already a few times to produce many off spring.
As Cynthia and Meg passed the plants, She noted that the
plant seemed to be everywhere and yet leaned over to
sniff the fragrant scent. Cynthia continued to inhale
the aroma of the unique plant of each one she passed and
becoming more and more stimulated with each breath.
Meg led her down the passages and soon they were at the
bottom of another staircase that would lead them down to
the hallway that preceded the greenhouse. Megan glanced
at her best friend and noted her flushed cheeks and
through the white wool shirt that see could see the
mounts that poked the fabric making up her nipples. She
knew if her nipples were hard that she must be extremely
wet right now.
"Are you alright Cynthia?" Meg asked, and Cynthia
nodded. "Well I think you'll be better off barefoot now.
There is an irrigation system that runs." She suggested
and without thinking, Cynthia leaned over against the
wall and removed her shoes. "Good." Meg thought, "She is
under completely their control." Megan then turned and
opened the door, but not without unbuttoning the top
buttons of the jumper and after a moment it dropped to
the ground.
The first reaction Megan noticed was that Cynthia did
not have a major cow when she had done that and had not
bothered to cover up herself, despite standing around in
her cotton underwear and bra. It was here that Meg saw
her soaked panties and managed a smile as she opened the
door. A moist, warm draft assaulted her senses and the
sound of running water.
Together they stepped into the room, walking over the
metal lips of a pan that lined the floor here. It was an
irrigator system that that went from a few inches to
almost knee deep. It was how the plants, sitting on the
floor are watered. The water ran here and it soaked them
down.
Carefully Megan stepped into the churning water and
Cynthia followed suit, and together they walked along
the hallway between the many tables and large flowers,
trees and many types of vegetation that grew here. The
water quickly rose to their knees and churned around
them. With that Meg immediately leaned down and splashed
water up on her legs. The water was warm, and
immediately she felt cooler.
Megan walked further along, splashing through the
irrigation pan, and after a moment they stepped out of
it onto the concrete walkway of the greenhouse and
walked through the arch into the main part of it. The
room was much larger than any green house that Cynthia
had ever been in, and next to her a large open pipe
surrounded by another section of the irrigation pans was
here. Megan stripped off her shirt and stepped into the
water, sitting naked in the now knee deep water. The
water, warm and tepid splashed up on her body, and she
groaned for a moment before standing and heading to a
couple of chase lounges that were set up in the direct
sunlight of the green house windows.
Here Cynthia noticed the same strong fragrance and she
managed to sit next to her friend, unclipping her bra
revealing her 33C breasts that spilled from the fabric
and then rolled down her panties to lay with a groan
naked in the chase lounge. Soaking up the rays.
"I'll get started cleaning up and then I'll join you
here. Just relax and enjoy yourself." Meg said, watching
her friend's now naked form settle in the chase lounge.
Meg on the other hand turned and walked a few steps to a
nearby latex plant and knelt at the base. In her head
the telepathic voice sounded. "I bring a gift." She
said, "My friend. Be gentle she is a virgin, but I am
ready to once again be hosted." Meg rose and walked to
the wall where she opened the door. The chamber was
empty and she stepped inside.
As she entered a plant next to her unfurled its laves
and the flower opened. The alien leaves began to caress
her naked body. Megan moaned and shuddered, closing the
door behind her. The caresses of leaves felt good to
her, and they started with her breasts, tweaking her
nipples and running over her ass. Megan closed her eyes,
inhaling the toxic scent. She only half heard a rustling
sound around her as she continued to inhale the aroma of
the unique plant, becoming more and more stimulated with
each breath. Her hand moved to her breasts, and she
began to play with them, and her other hand found her
wet pussy head lolled from side to side as her eyes
closed.
The potent aphrodisiac of the flower had her completely,
and she began to fingered herself a vine entwined to
encircle her legs and Vines began to rustle, then move
around her, encircling her wrists pulling them away from
her sopping aroused pussy. Megan's thigh shook as vines
snaked out to snake out and rose up to enter her. She
felt the siphoning feeling from within as it took her
juices, softly with pleasure and as she sat there she
strained against the bonds as orgasms rocked her body.
Inside the tendril moved in and out, as it began fucking
her gently. Megan moaned quietly thrashed her head as an
orgasm rocked her body.
"This feels so fucking good," Megan thought as the
tendril fucking her and the leaves continued to caress
her skin. Her orgasms ripped several times through her
and another tendril probed her ass. Biting down on her
lip Meg could hardly contain herself and felt her pussy
clench down as a warm liquid spurted into her cunt from
the tendril inside her as the last orgasm subsided. She
surrendered to it, throwing her arms back to let the
plant do with her as it would. Abruptly a thick black
liquid spurted out across her breasts and Megan grunted.
It was warmer than she remembered it and as she managed
to kneel there, the liquid began to move and covered her
31B breasts. Megan moaned loudly and her body shook as
the tendrils probed her and the latex covering in a few
minutes covered her breasts completely. Slowly it moved
down her abdomen and back, first covering her perky well
formed ass and her curves and as the liquid found her
pubic mound that Megan shuddered with a couple more
orgasms. Slowly the vines withdrew and the latex covered
her wet pussy that dribbled with the plant's nectar and
her juices.
Meg exhausted, felt the latex cover shift and slowly
opened her eyes. Inside the latex, it moved as if it
were alive and a tendril snaked out to push at her
clitty, massaging it first before the tendril inserted
itself into the soft folds of her implanted body. Megan
moaned as the vines released her and slowly she stood
up. It had put the pleasure portion to work as to
stimulate a lot of her juices in order to feed the now
implanted seeds and the latex shell. She gasped as the
tendril moved in and out and kept her pussy at a peek
height of arousal. The latex seemed to massage her
nipples, and she managed a few steps before having to
pause out of breath. "Oh my god, I forgot about this."
Meg thought, knowing for the first months she had been
this way.
Opening the door she walked out and turned her head to
the last booth where a couple of school mates were
suspended, writhing in agony. They were the test
subjects and still alive they hung, poked and prodded
with many tubes flowing strange liquids. They were
heavily impregnated, their bellies huge and breasts
large. As they hung, being kept alive that below a
conveyor of planters flowed and each minute from their
wombs, a thin, pointed, white "finger" protruding from
the girls pussy lips, looking much like a five-inch
ghostly carrot could be seen. It was covered with tiny
fibers or hairs, and as the seeds were born. The root
almost immediately burrowed into each large pot. Suction
from their breast milk provided the root with
nourishment and suddenly revolted at the sight that
quickly she turned away.
Walking with difficulty, she had to pause catching her
breath a couple of ties. The dildo inside her was
constantly rubbing, keeping her in a state of almost
passionate ecstasy. Inside it moved and out of her body,
fucking her and above the latex caressed her nipple
heightening the sensation. Meg headed back to Cynthia
who turned over, catching the sunlight on her nude pale
form, around her she unknowingly began feeling the
caresses of the plants and grunting in soft pleasure as
she slept as it caressed her all over, around her
against the lattice of the chase lounge, fondling her
cunt and a the vines snaked out, probing her ass for
extra stimulation before it took her. Cynthia was a
virgin still and the young girl stirred and rolled as
the vines continued to caress her and fondled her wet
pussy.
Cynthia in her daze felt the caresses and felt the alien
minds touch hers. She managed a slight grimace as they
explained to her what she was and what happened if she
did not do their bidding. Another vine snaked out and
slowly entered her pussy. Megan watched as it entered
slowly. Cynthia in her daze opened her legs and
submitted with each caress. Inside her hymen tore and
blood spotted the chase and the tendril, as now it had
taken her virginity. "Ow, damn it sister Henrietta,
don't you spank me," Cynthia moaned in her sleep and yet
did not awaken as the vines did their work moving in and
out of her cunt and her ass as it began to fuck her.
Inside Megan was still at a peek of arousal and she was
witnessing the de-flowering of her best friend. The
vines continued to fuck her, and making her rock
slightly in the chase and Cynthia grunted with small
short gasps of pure bliss as two more vines found her
nipples covering her and began sucking them.
The young girl moaned in ecstasy and her breathing
became ragged as the stimulation increased. Her pussy,
sopping with her juices squished with each stroke and
Cynthia's breath was quite ragged until her body
stiffened and through each breath her body shook many
times after as an orgasm found her body. Inside, many
times, as Megan inside her womb, the plant's nectar
colored like a course honey erupted into her. Orgasms
continued to rock her body with each stroke and at the
same time the same black latex covered her body too.
Immediately it did its work and moved across her body,
covering her perky ass and the firm breasts.
The vine withdrew and it was done. Cynthia's pussy was
covered, dribbling the same as Meg's had. She was done
and implanted too. She moaned as a tendril of latex
entered the folds of her wet, now deflowered pussy and
as the same as it was inside Megan it kept her at the
height of peak stimulation. When Cynthia finally awoke,
at the shaking of Megan that she opened her eyes and sat
up with a start. "Dinner Cynth." Megan said, and she
looked out at the now afternoon sky.
The sun drifted and slowly Cynthia spread her legs to
sit straddled across the chase. Inside her she felt the
tendril of latex, designed as a bondage device, to keep
her at a peeked arousal slid and Cynthia's eyes closed
to mere slits as she was still very sore and extremely
aroused. "Ohhh." Cynthia moaned, and felt her pussy
twitch. She felt the tendril slide again slightly.
"Aggggh, AHH." Meg's friend said, and she shuddered as
it made her orgasm. She winced through in pain in her
abdomen. Cynthia stood up and walked a few steps and had
to stop, catching her breaths.
Meg looked over at her, looking at her friend. "Got
something inside you?" Meg asked and Cynthia nodded,
"What the hell is going on?"
Megan looked at her. "You are one of us now," she
replied, "You cannot escape, everyone is under control
and you'll understand." In Cynthia's head a voice buzzed
there. It had not been a dream after all.
"It'll be okay. Meg said, consoling her friend and
through the house heard her mom calling them. "Oh
dinner." Meg said, "I am really famished, aren't you?"
Her friend meekly nodded and managed to follow, as they
both walked the same route in picking up their clothes.
Together they headed for the dinnertime, and Meg's mom
had not noticed the latex covering. She smiling at
Cynthia and Meg and together they ate.
During dinner, they laughed and whispered secrets as
they took bets on who would not move and have an orgasm
at the table and carried on as if everything was normal.
Little did they know that inside them the seeds began to
grow.
Three months had elapsed, Cynthia, now on her way down
to the end of her summer vacation managed to sit in her
room, and stared at herself in the mirror at the now
showing signs of her implantation after her experience
with the plant. Cynthia had been curious of her new
found existence and here sat staring at the now slightly
expanding belly and her breasts that had grown a bit
larger as thy became milk laden. She still wore the
latex covering, and it looking like a skin-tight white
leotard. Over it she wore a simple dress for maternity
and had easy access to her breasts when it was ready.
As she had the dress off she that she could see the
changes clearly that overtook her body through it and
She shook her head in amazement. She lay down on the bed
and pressed her fingertips deeply into her gut, not sure
what she would feel. She discovered a collection of
hard, round shapes, something like having a belly full
of medium sized onions.
She sat up and pushed harder, trying to count them and
realizing at the same time that they were inside her
womb. She gasped, understanding immediately what had
happened. "Oh so they reproduce this way." Cynthia
murmured and upon reflection, she accepted the fact, the
drug inside her that kept her tolerating the changes
taken to her body. The young woman wondered how many
other species were taken over by this race. With her
next thought, she wondered what would happen to her in
the months to come.
Cynthia in the next couple of months got much larger,
not surprised however that she simply wore dresses from
the maternity department when she went mall shopping
with Meg and they got a whole wardrobe they would be
wearing as they hosted this strange alien plant's cycle.
She picked a navy blue dress and pulled it over her head
and over her now very pregnant self and over the now
huge milk laden breasts she had. Megan wore the same
type of clothes, and together they waddled through their
small community where they noted that many of the women
in their community were like them.
One evening Cynthia managed to waddle down the hall to
Meg's room and a surprising sight beheld her. Megan sat
there waiting and pulled off the maternity clothes and
reached up to peel off the covering away from her body.
She was gasping for air, and pain lanced through her
body. "It's time." Megan said, and Cynthia helped her
pull off the layer revealing her now pale skin. "What's
happening?" Cynthia asked and stopped immediately as she
realized that Meg was in labor.
Of course Megan knew of this, having done it more than
three times already. She of course breathed heavily, and
every two minutes winced in pain and her contractions
lanced through her body. She felt a movement and looked
down. A thin, pointed, white "finger" was protruding
from her pussy lips, looking much like a five-inch
ghostly carrot. It was covered with tiny fibers or
hairs, and as she watched in amazement, it slowly
continued to grow. She pushed slowly, fighting the pain
and began to sweat. She continued to push and relax as
if this were a human child.
She could feel the tendril sliding out of her vagina as
it grew, and this baby root, moved out letting it touch
the moist soil in the pot. Almost immediately the white
root burrowed into the large pot, and her pussy moved
downward to the dirt. She continued to push, literally
rooted to the spot, but before too long, she felt a hard
shape begin to work and pull its way out of her womb.
She began to push it out, working with both belly
muscles and hands, and within about 30 minutes, a dark
brown seed the size of her fist popped out from her wet
vagina. "Ughhhh." Megan grunted as another lanced across
her belly.
But almost as soon as the first seed had worked its way
out of her, another white root began to emerge. She felt
the contractions continue and again she pushed. Again,
she found herself attached to the soil. After the second
seed had come free of her, easier and faster than the
first, she quickly got up and walked to a nearby pot
that housed the first one and just in time as a hairy
root that was now emerging eagerly burrowed deeply into
the pot, and then a third hard seed was born.
Meg was exhausted, her body dripping with sweat, and
moved down the row of the planter, and by the time the
fifth seed had come, she felt them coming and again the
contractions lanced through her body and with one large
push she felt the tendril emerge from her cunt, yanking
gently on her womb, and looked down to see that two more
white roots had anchored her to the spot. She had to
wait for the huge seeds to pop out of her hole, one
right after the other. Clear liquid followed as she had
laid the last seed and Cynthia noted that her figure had
resumed, with only a minimal amount of extra fat and
lines from this strange pregnancy.
Her belly had shrank to almost normal and Megan
staggered to the bed and lay on it naked. Taking a
Kleenex that she wiped herself down around her now bare
pussy and rolled over to fall asleep. Liquid still
flowed from Meg's twat and reaching over she touched it.
It was like honey and carefully she smelled it. "Cum?"
She thought ad she shook her head. It was strange, and
suddenly wondered if she could do what Meg had just
done.
She flipped out the light and headed to her room,
waddling slightly and managed to crawl into bed, however
in the darkness Cynthia found that she could not sleep.
Inside she was afraid, and all at once excited. Her
pussy twitched at the thought of putting the seeds in
the ground and yet something inside made her revolt.
"I'm going to hell." She thought, and grimaced, but
inside she was strangely looked forward to it.
The next morning Cynthia was awake early and managed to
get up, sliding on a robe and waddled out her door and
down the hallway to Meg's room. Anne was walking toward
her, and Cynthia noted that Anne Meg's mom wore the
latex shell too. She had been implanted, and she managed
a smile. "Morning Cynthia." Anne gasped. "Morning."
Cynthia replied, and passed her and turned to knock on
the door to her friend's room.
"Come in." Came the reply and Cynthia opened the door.
Megan was dressed in a robe that hung open and
underneath that the flap revealed her naked body, her
bare pussy and her still milk-laden breasts. Tendrils
suckled at her breasts as she watered her flowers and as
she nursed them that the plant's small leaves caressed
her pussy. Cynthia found that was making her very wet.
Megan on the other hand was enjoying being nursed and
her pussy began to get moist at the feeling. She turned
her head when she heard Cynthia kneel down next to her
and smiled. "Hi Cynth." Meg said, greeting her friend.
Cynthia, still bulging and milk laden smiled back. "How
do you feel?" She asked.
"A little sore but good." Meg replied, gasping slightly
as an orgasm hit her, and she winced. One tendril
stopped suckling and curled back and yet as fast as one
curled back that another came up and nursing. She sat
there and regarded Cynthia watching her.
"Are they nursing?" Cynthia asked, "They are actually
sucking milk from your breasts?"
Megan nodded, "Otherwise they are carnivorous and eat
flesh at this stage." Meg replied, feeling the sucking
become more intense. She closed her eyes for a brief
moment; her pussy very wet right now.
Meg shrugged, "You get eaten slowly and there is no
escape." Cynthia grimaced at the thought of slowly being
eaten alive as plant food and made a mental note to do
what she was supposed to. "So how long do I have to do
this for after the host bears the seedlings?" Cynthia
asked, ad Meg turned. "I know you have to go to school
in a week. I don't exactly want to get eaten you know."
"Well I planned to take them with me, but I don't know
how I am going to do it. Maybe morning and night in my
room." Cynthia replied and as she sat there pondering
she watched yet another tendril withdraw and another
come up and suckle. Megan of course continued to orgasm,
and pussy juice leaked from inside her, pooling on the
floor. "Making you wet?" Cynthia said, grinning and
reached over and like the plants caressed her friend's
moist, bare twat. She withdrew her hand and smelled it
and after a moment the last tendril stopped and was
finished. "Ohhhh don't, stop." Megan said, moaning as
juice dripped down her leg. "Damn!" Meg said, and closed
her robe, standing quickly, not completely relieved and
planning to use her vibrator later.
Cynthia crouched and got to her feet and a sudden pain
rocketed through her. "Ughhh." Cynthia moaned, a the
pain became intense. Cynthia's best friend glanced at
her. "Uhm Meg..." Cynthia finally managed to pant and
her friend held her for a moment. "Aggh that fucking
hurts." Cynthia said, as another intense pain crossed
her swollen abdomen. "Guess what." Meg said, "It's
started." Cynthia smiled and Meg began pulling at the
latex layer and it fell in a heap on the floor. Naked
she let Meg help her to her room and Cynthia managed a
grin and squatted over them. Another pain lanced out and
Meg nodded. Cynthia smiled, "Just in time, and it's
finally my turn." She said as the first tendril appeared
from her now bare protruding pussy lips.
Fifteen minutes later, Cynthia, naked, her pussy very
sore that she stood up after planting the last seed and
managed to stagger and collapse on the bed in her room,
now free of the seedlings that had popped from her womb.
Smiling she breathed easily at the amazing last few
months and her eyes closed to sleep soundly. She would
think of something to take and smuggle these plants to
her dorm room and figure a way to nurse them while she
was there for the next twelve weeks.
She would have to figure a way top keep them under
control. But she wouldn't make a plan now, but in the
morning and as she slept that the tendrils grew and
germinated and peeked past the top of the soil, the
beginnings of a fragrant scent wafting through the air
and this the beginnings of a new evolution to a new
species.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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