Derek finally had a place of his own. It was perfect, small but it suited a bachelor like him. It was a small cottage on the edge of the forest with a fair amount of land around it. It also had a massive garden that the previous owner had clearly took care of. Come to think of it, the realtor mentioned that the previous occupant went missing. Once Derek saw the garden all thoughts disappeared. Cherry blossom trees bloomed against the surrounding greens of other plants he knew nothing about, creating a feeling of serene and untouched beauty unlike anything he had ever seen before.
He was not a great gardener but Derek wanted to try to keep the splendor of this garden intact as best as he could. As he walked through the magnificent garden he noticed several peculiarly shaped flowers, they looked almost like open mouths with pink petals and a green center that resembled a tongue. Derek chuckled to himself as he wondered what kind of plant looks like that.
During the walk through the massive garden Derek saw several of these "mouth plants" in various parts, they grew in large bushes with a large central flower with pink or light blue petals. Then Derek noticed something that dwarfed all of the other surrounding flora. It was a gigantic tree with countless thick, rope-like vines that draped down from the branches. It looked akin to something you would see in a swamp in a fantasy movie.
Derek felt something strange when he walked beneath the colossal tree. He felt his spine shiver and it seemed like someone was watching him. Derek turned around but found himself alone in the garden. He turned back towards the tree and inhaled deeply, trying to relax. As soon as he did so he smelled something sweet coming from the tree.
"Funny, I didn't think trees smelled like that." Derek thought aloud
It took him a minute to think of what the smelled resembled. He sat down at the base of the tree and closed his eyes, just deeply breathing, taking in the aroma. After what felt like a few minutes, Derek knew what the smell reminded him of, it smelled like sex.
Derek opened his eyes as the realization hit him on the head. Right in front of his face was one of the rope-like vines pointing straight at him. Derek bolted upright and stared at the vine for a moment. This was not normal. The vine followed his movements, as if it was watching him. Derek slowly walked around the vine, now watchful of the others. He backed away from the tree, keeping his eyes locked on the vine.
As he backed away, Derek felt something wrap around his ankle shortly before he fell on his back. The moment his body hit the soft earth, several vines from the surrounding plants crawled across the ground on their own. They wrapped around his thighs, dangerously close to his member. Then to thicker vines wrapped around his forearms, pinning him down to the ground. Several thorny brambles ran across his chest and waist, tearing his clothes to shreds. Derek laid there, exposed to the garden.
"My, my. Who came into my home?" A voice came from somewhere in the garden.
"Is someone there?" Derek called out.
Then a woman with pale green skin walked out of the foliage. Her hair was made of brown vines which made them look similar to dreadlocks. She was completely nude, exposing her shapely breasts and voluptuous hips. Some leaves looked like they came out of her green skin.
"Who are you?" Derek asked.
"I'm the previous owner, this is my garden." She said with a mischievous smirk.
"Wh-why am I tied up like this? What's up with these plants?" Derek asked as one of the mouth plants he had seen earlier moved closer to his face.
