"Are you prepared?"
Mary ticked off her fingers. "I'm standing in the living room naked and lubed up so I can let an alien plant cum in my ass. I haven't eaten anything solid for twenty-four hours. I've been drinking industrial-grade laxatives that have apparently turned my digestive system into a fucking waterslide. I'm so hungry I could eat an entire fucking horse! We'd better get this fucking over with because you're starting to look a lot like a fucking salad! Oh, and let's not forget I don't get to eat for another eight hours after you're done! Yes! I'm! Fucking! Prepared!" she shouted.
"Alright then, let's get started," said Irwin and sent them an image of Mary in the Jack-O pose.
"I swear to fucking god I will find a juicer big enough to stuff you in and have you as my morning smoothie for the next month."
"I'm sorry," he said, but the mirth in his voice was plain as day to Mary and Darci, "I thought some humor might help you relax. Get into a comfortable position as it will take time for the protective coating to form."
Despite her anger, Mary knelt on the towels Darci had laid out with her butt in the air and head on the floor. Darci ran into the bedroom and grabbed a couple of pillows to rest her head on.
After a few deep breaths, she said, "I'm ready."
Irwin's vine snaked and twisted in the space between them, thinning as it stretched. The alien plant had grown so much, and his vines thickened enough that the tip was still the width of a pencil when it reached Mary's bottom. More vines stretched out and created supports for the tangled ball made by the first.
Mary jerked forward as the tip of Irwin's vine touched her pucker. Taking another deep breath, she relaxed back into position.
"Hey Irwin?" she said, her voice tinged with fear, "Thank you."
He sent an image of him dressed as a butler bowing low before his vine slipped inside her.
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"Eight hours," grumbled Mary as Darci helped her into the bed. "Eight more fucking hours until I can finally eat. Better yet, I have to do this two more fucking times. Dammit all to hell."
Darci ran back to the living room and returned a few seconds later. "Open up," she said. Without thinking, Mary opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Darci dropped something that felt like a tapioca pearl onto her tongue that immediately burst like boba in bubble tea. Instead of sweet or fruity, the liquid inside was slightly bitter.
"Uhg, what was that?" Mary asked, cringing at the taste.
"Goodnight, Mary."
"Wha--?" Mary's world spun as her vision grew fuzzy. "Oh... Goodnigh--"
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Mary knelt next to the couch, holding Darci's hand as she lay across it with her legs spread. The woman's entire body vibrated with excitement as she stared at the bulge in the bottom of one of Irwin's vines.
Irwin told them he would begin creating seeds a few weeks ago, and Darci had been bouncing off the walls in anticipation ever since. Since then, one of his vines grew slightly thicker than the others, and he explained that this vine was the one he used to deposit the seed.
What Darci and Irwin were about to do wasn't new to his kind. Before they developed sentience, Irwin's species used their suppression of the fear response to ensnare animals and deposit their seeds inside a vagina, anus, or cloaca since most sexually reproducing creatures had similar structures. Those unlucky enough to end up in a creature's mouth ended up food as the seed's shell wasn't strong enough to survive digestive enzymes. The implanted creature was then released and allowed to wander away. Hours later, the viscous goop holding the seed in place dissolved into a watery mess expelled by the host. It is believed that Irwin's ancestors developed a preference for vaginal cavities or cloacas as those deposited in the anus had difficulty surviving, despite sprouting in a nutrient-rich environment. They did not realize this was due to the small swapping of genetic code through the seed's shell until their civilization became more advanced.
Using the indigenous animals to spread their seeds eventually morphed into an ability to attract and sedate their seed's host. The massive tides of Irwin's origin planet could sometimes completely rearrange an area's fauna. In response, his kind evolved a way to take samples from creatures and then use them to manufacture pheromones or sedatives customized to a creature's genetic and hormonal makeup.
Irwin's people then ran into the problem of which creatures were safe. Attracting a creature so it can transport your offspring elsewhere didn't do much good if it showed up and ate you. Like on Earth, the animals on Irwin's planet of origin relied on instinct to pass critical information to the next generation. But Irwin's kind weren't animals. Instead, they evolved their ancestral memory, which quickly gave them a massive evolutionary advantage and eventually grew into sentience.
With self-awareness, a means of storing knowledge, and powerful internal chemistry labs, they created bittering agents they could store in their tissues to deter herbivores, networks of vines that let them communicate amongst each other, and the ability to transfer the entirety of their knowledge to their seeds.
The plant race's next major evolution came from outside their species in the form of the quadrupeds. Irwin's kind watched these creatures develop tools to aid them in hunting and gathering and immediately saw their usefulness. With the plant's help, the quadruped's knowledge was passed down directly from generation to generation, the herbivores that once threatened Irwin's kind became livestock, and a golden age of prosperity came about for the combined people.
But things didn't always go smoothly. Numerous blights afflicted the plants over the thousands of years from when they gained sentience to their symbiotic relationship with the quadrupeds. A few centuries after they jointly developed medical technologies and antibiotics, a super-disease ripped through their population, leaving only a handful of the plants alive. This pandemic led to the creation of The Archives.
Though these blights were exceedingly rare and the plant's ability to effectively deal with them grew every day, Irwin's kind chose to make some intentional changes to their genetic code. They gave themselves the ability to choose whether or not to pass on their knowledge to the next generation like normal or create what they termed an 'underdeveloped seed' that would not achieve sentience and was more susceptible to minor mutations. If another pandemic struck, these underdeveloped seeds could allow a single plant to rebuild the population.
Now he and Darci were about to use this ability to manufacture genetic diversity and create the first generation of Irwin's people here on Earth.
And Darci couldn't have been happier about it.
Her breath quickened as the vine approached her sex, and she nearly broke Mary's fingers squeezing her hand when Irwin finally touched her. Darci moaned as he slipped inside her pussy and worked the vine in and out, making sure she was well lubricated for what came next. She felt him rest the vine's tip against her cervix and shuddered as a mini orgasm swept through her. A few seconds later, the bulge began slowly moving down the length of the vine. The anticipation nearly drove Darci insane, but less than a minute passed before the seed's bulge bumped up against her pussy.
Mary helped Darci sit up so she could watch as her pussy stretched to take Irwin's seed in a very literal sense. She felt a tiny twinge of pain as the thickest part passed through, but in her current state, it only heightened her excitement. The seed moving inside her set off another leg-shaking orgasm, as did the feel of the seed's protective coating pressing against her cervix and yet again as Irwin withdrew from her pussy.
Darci collapsed on the couch, her breathing ragged as she recovered from the rapid-fire climaxes. Mary grabbed a dry towel and replaced the soaked one under Darci's ass just as another gush of fluid spilled out of her sex. This was expected as portions of the protective coating dissolved to expose the seed to its environment and allow the genetic swap.
