PS: as usual from my lawyer: names, places, incidents are all fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. Any similarity is purely coincidental and unintended ... blah blah blah, enjoy the show folks!
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"Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" Adam thought franticly as he hid behind a pallet of tile clutching the department phone to his chest. The bad news- he was stuck in the flooring department, being hunted by the stores biggest, most infamous slut, the Kejourou cashier named June. Tales of her exploits were mamono legend around the store; from blowing an entire group of contractors in the parking lot, to fucking 5 different male associates in a single night, she was the stores alpha slut. Now she had her sights set dead on Adam and his preciously guarded virginity.
"Aaaadam, I know you're heeeeere." June sang from not too far away.
"I've had a boy from almost each and every department except yours. Don't you want to help me complete my collection?" she giggled. "I promise I'll be gentle, you'll never even miss that pesky virginity when I'm done."
That was the bad news. The good news- he was fairly close to the sliding doors to his own department- outside garden. If he could make it, he would be safe. His department head, Regina, had a very strict no rape policy and luckily enough for him she was working today.
"Aaaaadam... ohhhh Aaaadam, this little game is making me VERY wet. I can't wait to fuck you!" June said huskily as she slid by the flooring design desk, her hand up her short skirt, rubbing herself.
There was no way in hell he could outrun her as it was, she was too close and too fast with that hair of hers she could grab him instantly, then game over. Adam had one desperate hope however, as he dialed a number on the phone.
The design desk phone rang its usual annoying tune, distracting June for a split second, enough for Adam to make a break for it. Running as if his life, well... virginity, depended on it, Adam made good distance to the sliding doors. 50 feet...30 feet... 10 feet... 5 feet, almost there! The automatic doors opened, as if they were welcoming him home. Adam could feel relief in his heart building step by step until a rope of hair shot out grabbing his left foot and sending him crashing to the hard concrete ground. His arms and hands out stretched, fingers just touching the doorway. The bitter taste of being captured filled his mouth.
"Almost lost you," June laughed as she began pulling Adam back to her awaiting embrace. "You have noooo idea how wet I am right now, but you're going to find out soon my naughty little garden boy."
Tears began to stream down Adams face as he desperately tried to claw forward, fighting a losing battle against the Kejourou's superior strength. Flipping himself around he saw June sadistically smiling, standing legs spread, skirt pulled up, franticly masturbating in front of him. He didn't want it to be like this, he wanted his first time to be special, romantic and tender with someone he loved and that loved him back. Not violently stolen from him by a selfish whore that was trying to meet her own personal sex achievements. Just as Adam thought that all was lost, a southern Atlanta accented voice called out.
"Bitch, what the hell did I tell you about raping my associates?!"
A pair of thorny green leafy vines shot out grabbing the hair that ensnared Adam. Another vine, but without thorns, wrapped its way around his waist keeping him from moving any further. Twisting himself around, he saw his savior. Regina the Alraune stood at the doorway, hands on her hips and a look of pure rage in her eyes.
The Kejourou paled and froze. Releasing her hair from his leg and letting her skirt fall back into place. She quickly plastered on a fake smile and waved.
"Oh hiiiii Regina, no, no no Adam and I were just playing around!" June said with mock cheerfulness. "I wasn't going to do anything, honest! We're just friends."
"Playing around, my green derriere, if I EVER find out you tried to rape one of my associates again, I'll be testing out my new titanium garden sheers on that mess of rags you call hair, understand me darlin?" Regina threatened making a scissor cutting gesture with her raised fingers .
"But I didn't rape him," Wined June.
"Get your promiscuous behind out of here now!"
"Ok, Ok, jeeze! What a prude." She huffed "I'll see YOU later babe," June said winking down at Adam as she turned and sashayed away.
"Not if you know what's good for you," Grumbled Regina as she pulled Adam up with her vines, gently setting him on his feet. "Are you ok Sugar?"
"Thank you Regina!" Adam gushed as he held the Alraune tight in a bear hug.
"Easy...Easy now Sugar," Comforted Regina, patting him on the back. "She didn't hurt you did she?"
"I got a little banged up when she tripped me, but I'm ok." Adam smiled
"Hmmm," Regina frowned, deep in thought as she glanced at him up and down. His head had a nasty gash on it, and his fingertips were scratched and bleeding she could also see and smell blood from the knees of his jeans. "Megan and Monica are over by the soil, they should have the first aid kit and some herbs that will fix you up right as rain, Sugar."
"Um sure... but is everything ok Regina?" Adam asked timidly.
"Its nothing, Sugar. Li'l ol me is just worried about you. But don't you fret your pretty little head bout it," She said smiling.
"Go on now, go see the girls," Using her vines, Regina pushed Adam out the door to the garden area. After watching to make sure he was on his way, she sighed.
Having the biggest department in the whole store meant that she had the biggest staff. While they would all come and go, the store manager Rayla would hire anyone as long as they worked cheap, she considered them all her flowers and like flowers they all had their individual quirks, flaws, shades and colors. Also because they were hers, no one, and she meant NO ONE fucked with her flowers!
She never really liked doing things like this but, it was for his own good. If she left well enough alone, June would for sure find him sooner or later again, then finish the job. She doubted that June would be gentle or even caring about taking his virginity. Just another conquest in her book, nothing meaningful or even loving about it.
There was no realistic way Adam would keep his virginity in the store much longer, and when it was taken, more likely than not, it would be against his choice. Regina then had a choice to make herself; do nothing and let nature take its course so to speak or choose the lesser of the two evils. The troll twins- Monica and Megan. Two of the sweetest girls you could ever meet, both had eyes for Adam for a while now, but were both afraid of making a move due to risking their friendship as sisters and of course Regina's wrath. Thus they both came to her one day for advice. Not wishing to see her garden in discord, Regina gave her blessing and suggested they both ask him out together for coffee or lunch that way he could slowly get to know them and they him outside of a work setting.
She had honestly hopped things would develop naturally and Adam would enjoy his first moment on mutual terms, but alas that would not be. All in all though Adam could do much worse, Regina reconciled, the girls were beautiful, kind and they would be gentle when they took him. It was a much better scenario then if June got her hair on him and them taking him would also protect from that sluts further advances. Besides didn't flowers grow best when fertilized?
With that, Regina flicked her wrist, sending a signal to the plants near by. Soon they would release pheromones near the trio and what happens after that... well... Regina smiled
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Adam found Megan and Monica right where Regina said he would. Although they were suppose to be twins, Adam could spot slight differences between the two. Of the two Megan tended to be more outspoken and had dark chestnut hair decorated with leafy herbs, red hibiscus and a sharply pointed nose. Monica on the other hand was more demure with a rounder stubbier nose and dyed blonde hair to match the sunflowers that grew from her head. Both were slightly plump with large hands, feet and a furry tipped tail denoting their troll heritage.
The two were stocking a soil pallet brought down from a forklift. As he neared, Monica was the first to see that he was injured.
"Adam! Oh my Maou, are you ok?"
