Darci had a rough night. It was nowhere near as bad as Mary's, but still rough. She held her best friend and lover late into the night as the woman cried herself to sleep. At three in the morning, she awakened to Mary crawling between her legs, frantic to make love. Afterward, they lay in each other's arms as she talked about the incident that left her rectum scarred, how it affected her entire life, and her hope that Irwin could heal her and wasn't just filling her head full of bullshit.
In the morning, Darci carefully crawled out of bed to not wake her lover and made her way over to the exercise room.
She had a lot of good memories of this room, and very few involved exercising. Derrik wasn't much for working out, but after buying the house, he was more than willing to trade one of the three guest bedrooms for somewhere Darci could exercise nude. When she suggested putting mirrors on one wall and getting some floor mats, he jumped at the idea. For the next few weeks, her fitness routine often ended with her in front of the mirrors, either on all fours as Derrik pounded her from behind or on her knees as he watched her suck his cock. Her pussy still dampened from the memory of those little performances.
Darci slipped on a pair of shoes she kept in the room, grabbed a bottled water from the small fridge in what used to be a closet, then started the treadmill for her morning walk. Darci loved being outside, but she could walk naked here since the window faced the tall privacy fence separating them from the neighbors. Not the greatest view, but the machine had a holder for her tablet if she brought it along.
The world felt bigger and smaller at the same time as she revisited yesterday's events in her head. Smaller because she no longer wondered if there was life beyond the stars. Yet it also felt larger because she was Earth's unwitting first contact with an alien lifeform and needed to hide that from the rest of the world until Irwin felt ready to make his presence known.
Last night's revelations also made Darci feel like a horrible person. Irwin said his kind could regrow limbs and perform miraculous feats of healing. That meant he could likely repair spinal injuries and nerve damage. If not caused by a genetic defect, Irwin could make the blind see and deaf hear. She wondered how much longer could his kind make the human lifespan?
Darci stepped onto the sides of the treadmill and took a deep breath. So many people desperately needed what this alien plant and his progeny could do. The guilt of keeping Irwin and his abilities from the world stole the air from her lungs. She found a little solace in knowing her secrecy was only temporary.
The bug-creatures Irwin showed them last night went from using sticks and simple tools to building massive civilizations and colonizing other planets with the help of his kind's ancestral memories. Humans already have computers that do the same thing, just digitally. Darci had a fleeting impression there was more to Irwin's method of communication, and he could share thoughts, feelings, and concepts, as well as data. The idea of plugging into a 'hive mind' disturbed her, but what if groups of the world's top engineers and physicists could use Irwin's kind to organically 'cloud-compute' the solutions to the world's problems. How would that change Earth? On top of that was the possibility of extending human lifespans. If Einstein or Tesla lived to be two or three hundred years old, what amazing feats could they have accomplished?
The implications of how Irwin's presence could change the world threatened to crush Darci beneath their weight, and she stepped back on the treadmill's belt to distract herself.
A smile gradually crept across her face. Darci had the chance to be the mother of this new age. She understood that Irwin's offspring would essentially be clones, but the idea that at least some of them would carry a little bit of her with them as they grew excited her more than expected. Maybe she had a breeding kink? She thought back to her fantasy in the kitchen and the feel of Irwin pumping her full of cum. Adding the possibility of becoming pregnant made her weak in the knees. She stepped off the belt for a moment and felt a droplet of moisture run down her thigh.
Darci flitted through a couple of her favorite fantasies involving men and not horny plant tentacles, and more droplets joined the first. Was this what women meant when they talked about their biological clocks ticking? In reality, there was no chance Irwin could get her pregnant, but 'incubating' his seeds felt like a close second. She could hardly believe her excitement over the idea of Irwin impregnating her but quickly shrugged it off as she stepped back on the treadmill. She could enjoy the idea all she wanted. It's not like it could actually happen.
Then there was Mary. Pushing everything else to the side, she would help Irwin grow just to help her friend and lover. While Darci teased Mary about how badly she wanted to experience anal sex, the scarring inside the woman's rectum made many things Darci took for granted extremely uncomfortable. Mary rode her motorcycle everywhere because she wanted to, but also because sitting in most cars was unpleasant. The woman wanted to buy different bikes but was stuck with the crotch rockets because riding something like a cruiser or a hog was genuinely painful. When shopping for furniture after the divorce, they chose Darci's couch primarily on the softness of the cushions. Worse yet, every trip to the bathroom was an ordeal for the woman. If Irwin could take that pain away from Mary, she'd happily spread her legs for him any time he wanted.
The thought caught Darci off guard. This wasn't a revisit of her fantasy but actually opening her legs to the plant sitting in her living room and letting those vines do whatever they wanted to her pussy. The thought didn't make her nearly as uncomfortable as she believed it should.
"Damn woman, you need a fan in here or something," said Mary from the doorway. "I can smell you all the way out in the hallway and it's making me horny."
Darci stepped off the belt and looked behind her. Mary's blonde hair was a messy, frizzy mess from crawling out of bed barely a minute ago, and she wore the bed's comforter wrapped around her shoulders like a cape. Dragging the blanket behind her, she shuffled into the room, followed by Beans and Shadow as they chased the comforter's trailing edge. Mary shooed the cats away as she sat down on the exercise bike, sucking in a deep breath as her bare pussy touched the bike's cool vinyl seat.
Darci chuckled and stepped back on the treadmill's belt.
"Dar, I want to thank you for putting up with me last night. Reliving those memories is always rough, and I needed to remind myself of life's pleasures. That sounded corny as hell, but I think you know what I mean."
Darci stopped walking and let the treadmill carry her off the back of the machine. The elastic cord attached to the bracelet on her wrist pulled the safety key out and making it slap her lightly in the thigh as the belt stopped. She took Mary's face in her hands and kissed her softly. "I love you, Mary. I loved you back in college when we couldn't find a man and were each other's Friday night fuck. I loved you the entire time I was married to Derrik when you were my best friend. And I love you now, as a best friend and lover. If you ever need me, whether it's like last night when you were hurting or something minor like a rough day at work, I will always be there for you."
"What if I decide to settle down, get married, and have a few kids?"
"Then I will probably be very jealous of your husband, at least for a while."
"What if I'd rather have a wife?"
Darci's breath caught in her throat. "Are you...?"
"No, at least not yet, but the thought has crossed my mind. I wanted you to know I was thinking about it. That way, if I ever did pop the question, it wouldn't be a total surprise. Uh... Dar? You okay?"
"Sorry! Sorry. Just daydreaming a little there," she replied, trying and failing to keep the dopey grin off her face. "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."
"Back to reality," said Mary. "What are we going to do about Irwin?"
Darci looked down at the wide bike seat where her friend sat. One asscheek hung off the edge, and Mary's hips cocked to one side to avoid discomfort instead of sitting on it like a normal person.
"I'm going to help him grow bigger," she said. "I've been thinking a lot about what he said this morning, and I think I will help him with his seeds too. Unless he's completely full of BS, his race could be a huge benefit to humanity. But even if that wasn't the case, I'd help him just for the chance he could heal you."
"And if he is full of shit?"
"I still have a juicer."
"As if," Mary chuckled. "I can't see you killing anything, much less him."
"True, but I'm not above handing him over to the government."
Mary pulled Darci close and rested her head on the woman's breasts. "You'd have sex with an alien plant just for me?"
