Vines That Bind

David had already been on the transport when the media named the new planet "Sex Land" he had read all the reports he could before he signed up for the research projects and he knew there were behavioral anomalies but he, a virgin dedicated to his church, wouldn't have risked his reputation had he known, but he had signed a contract and he was already on the transport when the "anomalies" were likened to sex acts and the whole planet was dubbed "Sex Land" of all things. He had dreams of documenting new discoveries, maybe even being mentioned in the important papers if the planet were opened up to colonization... but now it was "Sex Land" and he had to go be an assistant to the lead biologist studying these weird "sex" plants. He punched the thin pillow on his bunch on the transport over and over until he noticed he was somehow making it lumpier. He spent the rest of the trip trying to think about anything else.

He was so disgusted with the whole thing that he barely listened to the briefing. He tried to ignore the strange movements of the writhing plant matter behind the glass that lined various hallways. He was going to focus on the paperwork and nothing else. He had seniority so he'd just let the others handle interacting with the wildlife and he'd handle paperwork.

With strict focus and weekly web meetings with his pastor, he managed to work there for almost 3 months and keep his thought and actions pure. It was a late Sunday night, David was working with an intern, and one of the larger specimens was supposed to be going through ones of it seeding cycles. The head researcher had gone to his apartment hours ago and they were just watching the plant.

The middle of this plant was kind of shaped like a very large pinecone, and right now with it starting its seeding cycle it was bright red, shiny with fluid, and lightly pulsing. Ten, dark green fleshy tendrils curled, waved, and lightly brushed the ceiling panels occasionally. All of the vines were at least twelve feet long and at least three inches around at their widest point. Three of the tendrils had blunt pinkish tips, while the other seven came to a soft point that darkened to almost black. The tips of all of the tendrils had sensors similar to a dog's nose and they used the sensors to find the best place to put their seeds. These disgusting plants want to place their seeds inside the rectum of mammals. The blunt tipped vines will insert themselves into the anus and place the seeds so that the next time the animal has a bowl movement the seeds released somewhere far from the parent plant and they are fertilized by the feces. The tendrils with the blunt end also secrete a slippery fluid to aid in their.... Probing. Plants on earth archive a similar outcome by producing fruit full of seeds to be eaten and travel the digestive track. These plants instead developed to simulate sex acts.

The intern hadn't returned from the bathroom. David leaned back from the glass, looking down the hallway towards the bathroom. They were supposed to be gathering samples of the fluid the tendrils excreted and the small black spherical seeds. The inter knew what the safety procedures where and knew how to use the collection kit... David didn't. Mainly because he was focusing on paperwork and trying to avoid any contact with the plants. He had the kit and the paperwork but the intern hadn't come back and it was creeping towards 20 minutes.

David checked the readout for the sensors connected to the plant. It had been in its seeding window for half an hour already. He wanted to go to bed. He barged down to the bathroom and knocked. He could hear the sounds of violent vomiting from inside. "Are you ok miss?" He called through the door.

A moment later the door cracked open and the intern peaked out. "No, I feel horrible." The young woman responded.

David stepped back from the strong smell of sick wafting out of the crack in the door. "Maybe you should head back to your apartment. I'll just make a note and we'll wait until the next seeding window."

"No, no, no," she shook her head and swallowed hard. "If I fail again, they'll kick me out. Please, please just give me a little bit. I can do it. I just need another minute." With that she shut the door.

David waited about 10 minutes then got an idea. He knocked again, "All you got to do is chuck the mammalian simulator at the plant and let it do its thing, I can do that. Go get some rest," He called through the door.

The door cracked again, "are you sure?" She asked. "I know you've never done it; do you know..."

"Yeah, yeah I can do it," he interrupted, "go rest up." He turned and walked quickly back down the hall. He grabbed up the data pad and made some notes to give the impression that the intern was there and doing her job while he waited for the sounds of the intern leaving. In truth he wasn't really sure what the correct procedure was to go in and interact with the plant. He had seen it a couple times but he had been paying attention to the plant and its reactions so he didn't want the intern there to see if he messed it up and looked foolish. The hiss of the automatic doors that separated this facility from the housing sections, echoed down the hall to him after a few minutes. He disabled the camera on this plant and made it look like one of the reoccurring errors that effected all the electronics that are near the plants for long times.

He gathered his determination around himself and entered the antechamber. He grabbed the black plastic and glass mask that covered all of the face and protected the wearer form the pheromones the plant released during this time. He ignored the yellow plastic suit since he was just going in far enough to toss the collection device at the plant. The button for the warmer clinked when pushed in and dinged softly when it popped back out marking that the mammalian simulator was at the perfect temperature.

The mammalian simulator was a little disturbing to look at. It was about three feet long and about a foot around, and it was covered in thin wiry short brown hair and pink fake skin. Both ends had tight puckered sphincters similar to the anus. Inside there where two tubes that were similar in texture, warmth, and bacterial makeup of the mammals that this plant seemed to prefer to "impregnate" with its seeds. The whole thing was made to entice the plant into seeding it so that the various scientists could study the samples left inside once it was retrieved. David grimaced at it. Some of the crasser inters referred to it as "the backdoor whore" for some reason. David pulled the mask over his face and awkwardly tucked the simulator under his arm. He pushed the button and the door slid open.

Inside the vines of the plant swayed slower as if it could immediately sense the presence of its prey and didn't want to spook it. David took a step in and awkwardly chucked the collector at the plant. It flopped on the floor with a loud slap about halfway between the door and the plant but it rolled slightly back towards the door as if it didn't want to be there any more then David. He held his breath hoping that it was close enough but the plant didn't really react. After about 5 minutes of waiting and hoping, David gave up and walked towards the lump of simulation on the floor. He didn't notice that as he got closer the plant stilled its swaying completely. He lightly kicked the simulator to try to get it to roll towards the plant but it just rolled back to rest against his shoe. He sighed and bent to pick it up so he could throw it closer.

As he bent forward, three of the vines that had been brushing the ceiling dropped down, two wrapped themselves around David's waist and the third wrapped around his left arm. His eyes widened in shock and a choked scream squeaked out of his throat as the strong tendrils dragged him forward towards the center of the plant. He was quickly pressed firmly against the center of the plant, on his knees, where the fluid that dripped off of the red lightly pulsing central cone, quickly soaked through his clothes. The fluid was cool at first but quickly warmed against his skin. The vine that was wrapped around his arm slid along his skin, continuing to wrap farther up his arm, and leaving a trail of the same thick, slightly sticky, slippery fluid in its wake. All of the plants fleshy tendrils descended upon David, and started to immediately delve beneath his clothes.

"SOMEONE HELP ME!!" He screamed as he felt one of the blunt tipped vines starting to rub and twist itself up his right thigh. He knew the scream was pointless as the thick glass kept most sounds from reaching the hallway, let alone the housing units where everyone was peacefully sleeping. He flailed his right arm for a moment as if that would do anything other then attract a vine that wrapped around his wrist, pulling the arm out to his side and climbing towards his torso. He couldn't keep track of all of the tendrils that pulsed, squeezed, and probed with their tips along his skin, but he was hyper focused on the blunt tip that was traveling up his right thigh.

The blunt tip almost felt like it was lightly vibrating as it lightly pushed against his skin over and over seeking its sinful prize. It climbed and poked and probed over and over, leaving a trail of warming fluid soaking his skin and the fabric of his slacks. He could picture the pinkish tip flushing with excitement as it climbed and got closer to its goal. He jumped violently when the vine finally reached his butt cheek. It poked around for a few moments as if it were confused by the presents of a cheek before it delved into his crack. He was afraid it would immediately push into his tight virgin pucker but it went slowly. It rubbed up and down his crack a few times and lightly vibrated whenever it pressed lightly to his little pucker. David's fear changed from being afraid of the possible pain, to the risk of his soul as the sensations started to feel not only good, but wonderful. The fluid the vines and central cone were covering him, made him feel warm and tingly all over, and the pulsing, seeking, squeezing vines felt like a sensual massage. His dick was suddenly harder than it had ever been before and he was terrified that his first orgasm would not only be in his pants but from a plant deflowering his ass as if that wasn't ironic.

The blunt tip pushed more firmly against his tight little hole and vibrated more firmly as if it could sense his arousal. David gasped and flexed, arching away from the pressure, which only succeed in rubbing his dick firmly against the fluid-soaked fabric of his pants and the fleshy but firm core of the plant. A sharp tipped vine started to push under his belt at the front of his pants as if it could sense his straining cock and wished to free it. The blunt tip retreated from his pucker to once more rub a lap down his crack to thoroughly coat his whole crack in thick slippery fluid. David realized that the vine that was about to push inside, felt warm, far warmer than his skin, it radiated heat. The blunt tip once again pushed firmly against his puckered hole and this time the tight ring of muscle gave just a little. The stretching of his virgin hole burned uncomfortably but the fluid the plant oozed was soothing. The tip vibrated hard as it started to enter him and his cock twitched and strained farther against the heavy wet fabric. The sharp tipped vine at the front of his pants shoved under his belt so quickly that the old dry leather snapped. The vine quickly wrapped tightly around his cock and slithered over the sensitive tip; it covered his cock in a fresh layer of the warming fluid. The blunt tipped vine retreated from his rear again and he though it would stroke his crack again but it immediately pushed in again and there was an almost pop as the mushroom like tip slipped past his tight little ring of muscle. The blunt tip vibrated strongly inside his anus while the vine around his cock pulsed again and he had his first orgasm. The sudden and intense orgasm made him black out for a moment and when he came back around the blunt tipped vine was at least six full inches deep into his ass. He groaned at the full feeling emanating from his invaded bowels. The vine continued to pulse back and forth inside of him. It pushed itself deeper and deeper with each pulse. Quicker than he thought was possible, David's cock sprang to life once again, and still firmly grasped by the vine whose tip was seeking closer to his ass. He knew the sharp tips didn't engage in... penetration but he still worried as it got closer.

The blunt tip was buried deep in his ass when it stilled and the tip started to vibrate strongly again. After a moment he felt the thickening of the vine pushing against his tight hole that signaled one of the seeds was moving up the vine and would be implanted inside of him. The swollen knot of the seed squeezed past his tight ring of muscle and almost immediately another started to press into him. He lost track of the invading knots of the half inch wide spherical black seeds when his attention was drawn to one of the other blunt tipped vines starting to work its way up his left thigh. He squirmed in the tight viny hold as if he could do something about the second questing blunt tipped vine. His movement just made his cock thrust back and forth in the slippery grip of the tendril wrapped around it. He moaned loudly as the second blunt tip pushed firmly against his already stuffed hole and vibrated. David wanted to sob as he felt the vibration cause the tip to start to slip inside. His ass felt absolutely stuffed to the limit as the second tendril slid up alongside the first. It seemed the fluid the first one place allowed the second to delve deeply much faster even though it was pushing against his tight muscles which were fighting the invasion. When the knot of the first seed for the second vine started to push against his straining hole he cried and struggled again. His struggles again thrust his cock back and forth in the grasping vine and after a moment he found he couldn't stop thrusting into the slippery grasp. He was marching quickly towards his second orgasm with not one but two vines buried deep in his ass. He sobbed as the orgasm rocked through him, again causing him to black out. When he came to, he screamed as the third blunt tipped vine was shoving at the mask that protected his face. He struggled and fought against the vines holding him but could do nothing as the vine shoved the mask up his face.

As the blunt tip started to push at his lips the first vine in his ass softened and retracted, leaving only the second. He squeezed his mouth tightly shut and tried to turn his head. The tip vibrated firmly against his lips over and over. He inhaled deeply through his nose, and noticed a very strong but not unpleasant musky smell. That one breath of pheromones made his cock spring to life once again and all of his muscles relaxed, including his jaw. The blunt tipped tendril invaded his mouth and vibrated lightly against his tongue. The thick fleshy vine and its fluid tasted sweet like honey. He swallowed the thick sticky fluid that seeped continually from the surface of the tendril as it invaded his throat. Unlike his ass this tendril would push into his throat for a few moments then pull back so he could breathe. The thick sticky fluid was so sweet that he drank it down and he started to thrust into the grasp on his cock voluntarily this time. It felt so wonderful and he almost mourned the first tendril as only having one vine in his ass didn't feel as wonderfully full. He sucked on the tendril in his mouth ever time it retracted and swallowed it happily every time it pressed into his throat. The musky smell filled his nose and head. Before he knew it, the first knot of a seed pushed at his lips and the vine in his ass started to soften and withdraw. He swallowed down the seed and cried out at the emptiness of his ass and thrust his cock more firmly against the vine that pulsed and squeezed so wonderfully. The orgasm built and built as the vine in his mouth repeatedly cut of his air to pump another seed into his stomach. He worshiped the tendril with his lips and his tongue until the orgasm stole all thought, sensation, and his vison. Moments later he woke up on the floor, with his clothes thick with the plant's fluid and his own. The euphoria left over from the orgasms and the pheromones let him lay there until his body worked well enough for him to get up and start towards the door. Each step made the spherical seeds in his anus shift and rub against each other and his sensitive insides. By the time he made it to the door to leave, his cock was straining against his pants once more. He couldn't help but shove his hand into his pants and starting to stroke his cock as he walked slowly to his office. He came a final time to his own hand and the rubbing of the seeds deep inside his ass. Inside his office he stripped and cleaned up with the sink and paper towels, then dressed in the spare clothes he had in his desk.

He hurried about getting what samples he could from his clothes and trying to come up with a good enough lie to explain away the lack of seeds. He finished up the paperwork and put everything away all the while feeling the seeds rubbing in his ass. On his way to bed he once again popped a boner and tried to come up with how to get some alone time with another seeding plant.