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Summary: A little shop experiences erotic plant girl horrors! It's an invasion of a plantgirl who likes to snatch bodies! Am I being obvious enough? A small plant grows until it becomes a massive plant girl. She then seduces everybody one by one and begins to spread across the globe while young struggles with the morality of being the only one in a position to do anything about it.
Contains: F/m, F/f, brief F/fm, plant sex, a giant plant girl, body growth, cock growth, breast growth, weight gain, breast feeding, orgasm denial, forced orgasm, milking.
DARK THEMES: Brainwashing, hypnosis, mind control, gaslighting, end of the world, memory manipulation, ominous consequences, trickery, rape, betraying the entire human race, emotional manipulation, breaking up a relationship, personality change.
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Wayne awoke with a start to the sound of his alarm clock. His cock twitched eagerly, feeling slick as if he'd experienced a nocturnal emission.
He looked up to the plant, sat upon his table, now almost too large to fit into the pot it had first landed in. It had grown incredibly quickly, even given the absurd amount of cum he'd been shooting into its throat.
It merely grinned at him with those delectable purple lips, the inner flesh of its mouth a deeper royal shade. Its smirk, glistening with purple saliva, hinted at the pleasure it had provided throughout the night without his knowledge.
Gritting his teeth, he winced and gripped the sheets as he felt his cock throb at the sight of those luscious, tempting lips. There was nothing he'd love more than to fuck the plant's mouth to a deliciously satisfying orgasm, or maybe three. However he simply didn't have the time.
Reaching down he felt to his surprise just how thick and heavy his cock was. It was getting increasingly hard to deny that it had grown. He wasn't sure whether that was simply due to the endless sucking treatment it had received, or perhaps due to... well, something he wasn't quite ready to accept just yet.
Lifting the covers he saw how his cock now stretched all the way to his navel, pulsing with every heartbeat. His testes too had swollen to unprecedented size. They could no longer fit in his hand as he reached down to grope them, and his cock was now a deep rosy-red hue, with an unmistakable purple tinge.
Had he been more aware, or perhaps not so utterly addled by the sexual thrill of his discovery, he might have been more concerned for the possible biological implications at work. As it was he was simply blinded by too much of a good thing. What guy wouldn't mind a little more weight downstairs? Surely that couldn't be a bad thing.
"Fuck..." he grunted, tugging his hand away as he realised he had begun to idly stroke his cock, precum already beginning to pool atop his inner thigh. The plant was licking its lips eagerly, as if encouraging his behaviour.
He couldn't do anything about it, not now. The store was busier than ever, thanks in no small part to the plant's nectar. This had been the most profitable week he could remember. Now it was Friday, and at least he would have the weekend to think about what he was going to do about all this - or at least what he was going to do next.
Not bothering to shower and barely bothering to dress, Wayne struggled to lift the now massive plant as he made his way downstairs. It was tough going, and he paused at the corner of the stairs to catch his breath. Once there, the plant laid a kiss on his lips, its tongue invading his mouth as he struggled to see past it.
"Mmmmfh!" He grumbled, pretending not to notice the massive throb in his cock as those effortlessly soft lips made contact with his, and a healthy dose of its nectar was liberally spread around his mouth.
The sun had barely begun to rise as he made his way to the front door, placing the plant down and wiping the sticky purple saliva from his lips.
With a start he nearly fell backwards as he saw a small crowd of five people all peering in through the window, shielding their eyes so as to see more clearly. Wayne stared at them, but they didn't even seem to notice him at all. Their eyes were on the plant.
Had they been waiting there long? Waiting for the store to open, or...?
As he flicked the lights on - having decided he could now afford to with regular customers - and opened the door. The customers eagerly poured in and surrounded the plant, admiring it and commenting endlessly on its unique majesty.
"Can I... help anyone?" Wayne offered from behind them, feeling somewhat upstaged.
"Oh, yes," said Mrs Jenkins, who had become one of their more lucrative customers, "how much of that special purple aloe cream do you have?"
He stared straight past her to the plant by the window as its thick, plush lips curled into a grin, and parted with a gentle moan in his direction.
This was going to be a long day.
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Having at last cleared the morning rush, Wayne was about to get to his chores when Darlene arrived. More than an hour late, Wayne would normally have had reason to ask her about it, but she beat him to it.
"I can't take it anymore Wayne." She huffed as she barged in, her voice echoing through the shop.
Wayne didn't say anything. He rested his arms on the counter and listened, certain she would regail him regardless.
"Flynn is just... you wouldn't believe what happened last night."
She took a deep breath of the sweet scented air and sighed, resting next to the plant. Her ample breasts pooled atop the glass within her grey knitted sweater. Wayne felt a pang of arousal in spite of his best efforts to ignore it. Now he had two sultry temptresses in his midst, he realised with a wince.
"He's insatiable. I love him, Wayne, but he's just so... virile."
Her eyes sparkled with frustration, but her demeanour spoke otherwise. She seemed to sway in place, her hips dancing to an unseen tune as she spoke.
"Every night it's the same routine. He rides that dumb motorbike, comes home, we eat dinner, we laugh, and then all of a sudden..." she trailed off for a moment, taking a deep breath as she inhaled the sweet, heavy scent emanating from the plant. "Before I know it we're on the bed and he's just a wild animal..."
Wayne struggled to push the mental image of the pair of them in bed together from his mind, and failed. His cock lurched in his pants, still tingling with the after effects of days of constant mind-blowing orgasms. The plant's petals quivered slightly, as if it too were listening in rapt attention.
"Oh God, sometimes it's... hours. Hours before we're finished."
Her cheeks flushed as her voice lost its confidence, and she couldn't help but subtly rub her thighs together. She took a deep breath of the plant's scent as it grew stronger, the air thickening with a musky sweetness that seemed to coil around them both. The plant's lips parted ever so slightly, and its tongue ran along its lips, coating them in glistening sweetness.
Wayne choked slightly as it did so, trying not to let his thoughts drift back to how he had similarly spent hours in bed with a seemingly equally insatiable partner the night before.
"Well, that's why I'm late." She said at last, shaking off the spell of her recollection.
