Adora lives in a little cottage, out by the meadows. It's always been her dream to live in a cute little home, out in the middle of nature, where she can focus on her writing and take a break from the outside world. It's about a fifteen minute drive into town, so it's not as if she's completely disconnected. Right by her little home is a lovely garden, one which she tends to herself. She grows her usual array of flowers, and sometimes, it's as if the ground is magic. New plants pop up, ones she's never seen before, and they're lovelier than anything she's read about before. Adora tends to each of her plants with love and with care, but one of the strange plants begins to wilt within a week of sprouting. Alarmed, Adora transfers it to a pot and brings it into her bedroom, where she can water it and give it special care.
Within a few days, the plant seems to get healthier. It's really unlike anything she's ever seen; it's a lovely sky blue color, vibrant and calming at the same time. It's small, but it's cute and the vines get thicker by the day. It doesn't seem to be sprouting any flowers, but rather, the vines merely get larger. Adora sings to the plant, because she's read that plants take to a human's voice. She passes all her love onto it, and the plant seems to appreciate it.
Another week has passed. Adora takes her coat off after having gone to town to pruchase groceries and looks at the plant, completely amused. It's a large vine sticking out now, and it's shaped like a phallus. Still, it's cute and it's harmless. Adora picks up her little watering can and adoringly fills it with water. She takes a leaf and examines it, eyes furrowing in wonder at the blue hue. Really, it's so strange!
The next morning, Adora wakes up. The room is filled with the most wonderful scent. It's indescribable, but it smells better than any perfume she's ever smelled and tastier than any desert she's ever had the pleasure of eating. Adora takes deep breaths, smiling and turning her face towards the sunlight streaming in from the windows. The scent makes her feel calm, and she feels something warm spreading throughout her body. Ah, it's lovely!
After a shower, she waters her beloved plant. Before she gets to water it, she realizes there is some moisture atop the principle vine, the one that's like a phallus. It's white, like a milky substance, so it can't be leftover water from the day prior. Concerned, Adora wipes her finger along the bulb. She gasps as the phallus-vine twitches. Then, almost compulsively, she shoves her finger in her mouth. Though there was only a drop of the milky substance on her hand, her taste buds explode with delight. It's even better than the smell she's encountered earlier that day! She falls into bliss for a moment, and then curiously looks back down at the plant.