Wayne entered the store the next morning groggy and disheveled - the aftermath of another sleepless night. The scent of nectar was overpowering now, even a floor above, filling the air with a seductive potency that seemed almost palpable. He’d spent the better part of the night trying to jerk off to no avail, fantasizing about the girl of his dreams. Indeed, his fantasies and his dreams had begun to overlap, the image in his head of Darlene filling out more and more as days went by. Heck, his dreams and reality had begun to overlap as well by that measure.
Several times he’d wished he’d taken up Darlene on her offer to continue their rendezvous upstairs in his apartment, but deep down he knew he’d made the right choice. Walking past a shelf full of grinning purple lips he wiped his weary eyes.
“Good morning Wayne!” Darlene announced.
Wayne nearly tripped, catching himself at the last moment.
“Darlene! You… you’re here early.” Wayne stammered.
Darlene smiled pleasantly, standing behind the counter with a hint of something more than just early morning cheer in her eye. She looked absolutely radiant, her cheeks flushed. Yet her every muscle was coiled, exuding had a predatory aura like a beast waiting to pounce.
“I couldn’t sleep.” Darlene said, which wasn’t exactly a lie.
“Well… I know how you feel…” Wayne murmured, wincing at the memory of a long night of needing and failing to cum, though he couldn’t have imagined how similar the reasons were.
“That’s great! Because I feel amazing.” Darlene purred, stretching her arms above her as her massive breasts crept out from beneath her skimpy top, barely leaving her nipples covered.
Wayne’s eyes were glued to her chest, his cock - so tired from a long night of repeated stroking and denial - swelled at the sight. They were bigger. Definitely bigger.
Seeing her act this way, so unlike she had been for most of his life, was doing things to him he couldn’t put to words. The way she talked, the way she moved, every little thing she did just drove him wild. Every jiggle of her soft and supple body was simply hypnotic.
“You know, I had the most amazing night Wayne…”
Darlene leaned over the counter as she spoke, her ample cleavage spilling out and giving him an eyeful of her enlarged breasts. The way her voice dripped with sensuality made his knees weak.
“R-really?” Wayne croaked, trying desperately to keep his eyes on her face.
That turned out to be a mistake, however, as Darlene was lazily dragging a finger across her thick, plush, purple lips in a way that sent a powerful throb through his cock and nearly brought him to his knees.
“Yeah… I don’t quite remember all of it. I remember being really scared, and then I was face to face with these big, beautiful…”
For a moment, her finger stopped its maddening movements as she winced in concentration. Wayne could only stare as Darlene’s colossal tits, the size of watermelons, pooled out across the counter top.
“... purple eyes.”
Wayne’s view drifted from her immense bust to her distant, hazy look. Darlene was staring into space, reliving her dream.
“So big, so pretty… and they told me everything was going to be okay. That I would be happy. That you would be happy…”
Wayne felt his blood run cold. He had heard those words before.
“Everyone will be happy.” Darlene whispered dreamily, grinning.
Wayne was lost, stumbling a little as he backed into one of the shelves. The air was so thick and moist it was difficult to get a full breath. He’d never seen Darlene look so… so…
“I wanted to tell you that it’s okay, Wayne. I didn’t want you to panic.”
Then Darlene stood up. He had thought she was already standing. She had grown, upwards and outwards, by at least six inches overnight. The girl had to have gained at least fifty pounds; her ass, her tits, her stomach, her thighs, all had grown to immense proportions. Darlene looked like a fertility goddess, the kind of girl they used to chisel out of marble.
Had Wayne not seen the woman residing in the basement, he’d say Darlene was the largest girl he’d ever seen.
“You don’t have to worry anymore. I know everything. She… she explained everything to me.”
The girl shivered all over, sending a cascade of ripples through her soft, inviting flesh.
Wayne stared in horror as before his eyes Darlene practically sprouted into a human version of Darlene Two.
“I was so… thirsty. I was enveloped in something warm, and wet… and someone was talking to me. They told me to relax.”
She sauntered slowly towards Wayne, who watched with his jaw open as every part of her, every curve, bounced gently with each step she took.
“I was trying to get out, but they told me I didn’t want to get out. They told me I should just be calm and enjoy things.”
Her voice was distant as her cheeks grew red.
“I felt so… so good. I think I was naked. Oh and there was so much of that nectar… I drank so much… I was swimming in it.”
For a moment she looked down at her transformed body, so much larger than it had been before, with an airy complacence. Her full, luscious lips parted slightly, her teeth gently grazing the lower one as she recalled.
“They were… whispering to me. Sweet things. Telling me everything was going to be alright, promising happiness for me and you and everybody. Those eyes were so big, so comforting. The longer I stared, the more I felt my fears melting away. Until I was just floating, floating in pure ecstasy.”
Her hand drifted to her chest idly, gently circling her nipple through her tiny shirt with little breaths of excitement. The nectar hadn’t just changed her body, it had done its work on her mind as well. Every step brought her closer to Wayne. She was a solid two feet taller than him now. He was practically a child next to her. Backing away, he felt behind himself, bumping into one shelf after another as he retreated from the amorous advancing woman.
“Everything was so warm, so wet, my body felt so alive. It felt like a million stars exploded all at once when I…”
Darlene’s voice trailed off. She came to a stop just in front of Wayne, her body pulsing with sexual energy as he was backed up against the door that led up to his apartment.
“I don’t remember much after that but… I feel so different. I felt like something was missing, and now I’ve found it. Do you know what I mean?”
Wayne nodded, but didn’t dare admit how much. The way her body was reacting to her own words was making it difficult for him to focus. His cock was straining against his pants.
Suddenly she snapped back to reality.
“Oh Wayne, it was incredible!”
She grabbed him by the shoulders and pressed her thick lips to his. He could taste Darlene Two’s thick nectar there still. Breaking off the kiss, a thick trail of purple honey connected their lips afterwards.
“I had to tell you. I knew right away… You don’t need to worry anymore. I understand. I understand everything now.”
Wayne wanted to grab her hand and drag her out of there. He wanted to leave that place and never turn back. Maybe if they ran far enough, fast enough, they’d never hear anything more about it.
He wanted to warn someone, everyone. To tell them how dangerous this could be. This was his chance. Maybe she would listen to him, and maybe they could get someone else to listen. Eventually they could get someone to come and help, or at least help them get away.
The angelic look on Darlene’s face, though, made him pause. He’d never seen the girl so happy in his life. She was practically alight with joy. Did he have the right to ruin that? To take that away from her?
He warred with himself as she gently caressed his face.
“Everything’s going to be okay.” She whispered. “She just wants us to be happy. Mommy loves us. She wants us to be good boys and girls for her.”
With that, she shattered his pipe dream of escape. She pressed him into her body, wrapping her arms around him and smothering his face into her now absurdly ample chest.
“It’s all going to be okay now, Wayne. We have everything we’ll ever need. Mommy will give us all we could ever want.”
Wayne struggled futilely, his arms barely able to fit past the girl’s plump body now as she squeezed him further, pressing him against the wall and burying him beneath her flesh.
When at last she relented, Wayne's face was red with the heat and moisture of being trapped beneath her in the humid store for so long. He felt a dumb grin spreading over his face.
Darlene was happy. He was happy. There was nothing wrong with that.
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Darlene and Wayne went about the business of running a business with renewed enthusiasm for the next few days. The store thrived as it never had before. The purple nectar had gone from smash hit to full blown sensation. It was the secret ingredient to fix seemingly every problem - or at least, those who bought it soon forgot what their problems were.
Customers and their money flooded in while nectar and potted plants flew off the shelves as fast as they could stock them. The air was thick with the sweet, intoxicating scent of the plant girl’s influence.
Wayne couldn’t help feeling a mix of dread and excitement each time he ventured down into the basement. Every time he did she somehow seemed larger than before. He knew he should have been concerned about the potential danger. Yet he swiftly forgot about them when being forcibly milked senseless by Darlene Two’s hands, lips, tits, thighs, and deep inside her pussy.
Multiple green pods which surrounded Darlene Two now loomed ominously from the mass of vines around her. Thick vines connected her to them, and there seemed to be more every time he visited. Yet he never questioned it. He didn’t question anything. He was too happy to care.
One morning Wayne and Darlene found, much to their surprise, that thick green vines had begun to sprout through the old floorboards into the store itself from the basement below. They snaked through the floorboards and wrapped around the pipes and beams in a possessive, suffocating, yet almost loving embrace.
For their part the public barely seemed to notice nor care. Each morning there were more vines but the money kept rolling in. After a while, Wayne was beginning to wonder just what exactly was holding the floor up when so little of it was now connected to the walls. From outside the Garden of Eden Wayne could see thick roots growing under the sidewalk, and the back alley beside the store had become a morass of thick greenery.
The only person who arrived to complain - a city ordinance enforcer - was more than happy to overlook it after a short time breathing in the heady, concentrated scents of Darlene Two’s many flowers.
It wasn’t just the store, though. The neighborhood had changed.
Every building on the block saw vines creeping from windows, out of cellars, and soaking up the sunshine. The once rundown block now had ivied walls brightening every corner. Indeed, the people were seeming brighter too. Where once people had trodded unhappily to work, now they smiled to each other, greeted one another in the street.
The reason was obvious. Every one of them was utterly satisfied, their lives getting better in every measurable way. Oddly, many had stopped going to work. In fact the people who lived near the Garden of Eden were spending a lot more time at home, or meeting with others. Plant clubs and gardening clubs had suddenly hit a frenzy of popularity. That was a bit of a challenge, though, given they lived in the middle of a city.
That was no matter to them, it turned out. People were lifting up sidewalks to expose the earth below, planting greenery in every available space. Almost overnight there were dozens, hundreds of thick bushes and flowers galore lining every street corner.
At first the people stuck in traffic had complained when it became difficult to drive down the road, but over the course of a few days those complaints had died out. The police were happily redirecting people away, detouring them around the small forest blooming amidst the concrete jungle. Every one had a smile on their faces. Every one had a plant at home that was making their lives so much better.
Flynn’s disappearance was seemingly forgotten. However, new missing persons cases did begin to arise. Yet it was usually Officer Castella who returned to interview Wayne and Darlene. She was quickly becoming one of their biggest customers - quite literally. Wayne could swear the officer had grown by a foot in height and width from their first meeting. She barely seemed to fit into her uniform which Castella had seemingly already heavily altered. Utterly scandalous black shorts and a half-buttoned police shirt, whose buttons seemed to be screaming for mercy as her chest ballooned out, were about all she wore now.
The disappearances became more common, though. People weren’t just not turning up to work, they weren’t turning up at all. Those who went to their apartments to investigate found them overgrown, with no one inside. Occasionally, the people who went looking soon went missing too.
Every time there was an investigation, a phone call from an alarmed government representative or police officer, Wayne was sure it was the end. He always thought this time, this time someone would swoop in and discover the truth.
But they never did. More often than not that same person would call him back a few days later, the glib satisfaction evident in their happy tones. Wayne would smile, thank them, and hang up. Soon he realised no one would be coming to stop this. Darlene Two would just keep growing and growing… exactly as she had promised.
Every night there would be a street party. People brought food and drink, all heavily laced with nectar, and ate and drank their fill. There was dancing. There was kissing. There were people letting the kissing lead to more, and swiftly excusing themselves. Whenever someone’s cup was empty, a grinning plant pod would pour a healthy gob of purple nectar into it.
People were changing, too. The clothing became more and more scandalous as their bodies became more and more beautiful. Women who had once been aging shop clerks now showed off bodies that looked half their age. Indeed, they weren’t just showing them off - they were forcing them onto others. Any guy outside after dark would swiftly find himself at the mercy of at least one of the bombshells who now populated the streets. The parties became less about community and more about guys being partnered up with multiple beautiful women, often leading to them being led - or carried - home with them.
Needless to say, no one involved was complaining too loudly about the new state of affairs. Any who did soon found themselves surrounded by beautiful women who had ways of convincing naysayers of the benefits of Wayne and Darlene’s plants.
Yet for all the impact they had had on the world outside, Wayne and Darlene had little involvement in it. Each night, Wayne or Darlene - sometimes both - would go down to the basement to ‘feed’ Darlene Two. Every night was more intense than the last. Yet even if they hadn’t slept at all, after eight to ten straight hours of non stop sexual mayhem, they would somehow find themselves energised and more than able to run the store the next day.
Wayne had tried several times more to explain his worries about what they were doing to Darlene, but each time she would admonish him like a worried child. She’d lean into him, press her plump body against his, and soon his worries and thoughts would grow hazy. She had become almost as much a force of nature as Darlene Two. With just a smile she made him swoon.
Darlene by contrast was whispering to him in hushed tones about the future of their little shop; usually while he was balls deep inside her, and she had him pinned beneath her immense body. She had dreams of opening more locations, spreading their unique brand of horticultural bliss. She spoke of a world where everyone could know the joy of having a Darlene Two of their own, feeling her warm embrace, her nectar-filled breasts and the gentle caress of her vines.
The nectar was intoxicating, and the thought of being the man beside her as she grew more and more powerful was too tempting to resist. So each day continued, blurring into the next. The plants grew, were sold, and customers multiplied. The purple-lipped bulbs sold faster than the pair could grow them.
One evening, Darlene and Wayne lay atop one of Darlene Two’s petals, basking in the afterglow of the latest bout of nectar harvesting and riotous sex. The massive plant woman was affectionately stroking their cheeks, her purple eyes blazing with a love so intense Wayne could practically feel the heat of it burning against his face as she looked down on them.
Their bodies had been changed. No doubt permanently. Wayne was fairly sure now he was barely over four feet tall, not that he’d had a chance to check. His cock was so large now it rested below his knee. Darlene was larger than ever, in every way. She had filled out to obscene proportions. Just looking at her was enough to make his head spin as his massive cock throbbed to attention.
Wayne rolled over, a little closer to Darlene’s naked form and placed a hand on her arm, gently pressing his cheek to her skin.
“Darlene…” He whispered, unsure if the girl was awake.
Her eyes fluttered open. Her naked body spilled across the soft leaf that they rested upon so effortlessly. She was so incredibly beautiful.
“Mhmm?” She mumbled dreamily.
“I love you.” He blurted out without warning. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to say.
She blushed and leaned in closer to kiss him again, her hand delicately closing across his neck.
“I love you too.” She replied, kissing him again. “I love you more than I ever thought was possible. You make me so happy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Wayne felt his heart skip a beat. Darlene rested her forehead against his, sharing breaths, their noses pressed together.
“I want to live right here in the Garden of Eden forever. Just you, me... and Mommy.”
Wayne felt Darlene Two’s vines squirm beneath the leaf they lay upon, and the massive plant woman stroked her hair affectionately.
“Mommy loves you too, dear.”
Wayne, however, felt a twinge of discomfort at the mention of being forever in the embrace of Darlene Two. He loved Darlene, more than he could ever express, but the thought of being entwined in the vines of the massive plant woman for the rest of his life filled him with a quiet dread that even the sweet mind-altering nectar couldn’t quell. Even as those thoughts occurred, he felt Darlene Two’s vines gently stroking along his skin, delicately tracing the contours of his body like a Mother caring for a baby… or maybe more like a possessive captor and their prisoner.
Darlene’s love-glazed eyes searched his, and he knew she had sensed his hesitation. He didn’t want to disappoint her, not when she was so happy, but the truth was he couldn’t accept living forever in this basement under the ever-watchful eyes of their loving plant-mommy. He yearned for a future with Darlene, a future of their own making, where they could build their own lives not trapped beneath the very literal shadow of the overbearing floral matriarch who had so thoroughly consumed their lives.
Mustering his courage, Wayne gently took her hand and squeezed it in his.
“Darlene,” he began, tone soft but firm, “I love you, and I love this. I’ve never been so happy but… but I don’t think I can live like this forever. I want to have my own life… with you.”
Darlene smiled uncertainly, staring into his eyes with boundless love, riding the high of intoxicated glee.
“Darlene, will you marry me?” He asked, pressing her hand to his lips.
Her eyes widened for a moment, a spark of something akin to fear flitting across her features before it was buried beneath a serene smile.
“Oh, Wayne…” She whispered, caressing his cheek. “Mommy just wants us to be happy. You know that. She’s given us everything we could ever want. What more could we ever need that Mommy couldn’t give us?”
Her voice was soothing, almost hypnotic, but Wayne held firm.
“But… Darlene, I love you. There has to be more to life than this. Is this happiness? Is this the life we want?”
Darlene’s smile never wavered, but in her eyes he saw a hint of desperation.
“This is better than any life I could have hoped for. It’s the life she promised us.” Darlene’s fingers fidgeted nervously as she spoke. “A life of joy. Happiness. Bliss.”
Wayne could see her concern in her mind. Was she questioning her own words? Or was the thought of being apart from Darlene Two now such a horrifying prospect it was enough to frighten her?
“I want us to be married, Darlene.”
Darlene Two loomed over the pair, her massive form easily encompassing their views.
“Aren’t you happy, Wayne? Haven’t I made you both so happy?” Darlene Two asked, her hands roaming up the sides of their bodies with obvious salacious intent.
Darlene shivered as her body responded in a way that was by now practically Pavlovian. There was no sound but the beating of their hearts. Down here in the basement, fully enclosed in Darlene’s domain, nothing from the real world could enter. No light, no sound.
Wayne grasped her cheeks and forced her to look into his eyes. She looked back at him, really looked at him for the first time in weeks. For a brief moment, Wayne saw a glimmer of doubt in her.
“Darlene, we can’t live here forever. We need to have our own lives someday. I know how you feel - I feel it too. This isn’t living, though. We can’t let this feeling control us forever. We have to take control of our own lives.”
Darlene Two, however, scooped the pair up effortlessly and pressed them to her bosom. Their bodies barely wrapped around a single one of her breasts, their heads only just poking up above the ocean of breast-flesh beneath.
“Nonsense.” She admonished with that same coddling tone she always used. “You don’t know what’s best for you. You don’t need to worry about the rest of the world. It’s cold and cruel… and it will only bring you pain.”
Wayne squirmed in her grip, a wall of mammary flesh pinning him to the equally fleshy petal as it closed in behind him, trapping both of them in Darlene Two’s pod once more.
“You will always be safe here. With me. You will always be loved. I will never, ever stop loving you.”
Wayne could practically feel her words massaging his mind, a soporific chant that battered against their wills with merciless force.
“You will always be happy with Mommy. You don’t need anything else. You don’t need to get married, or live on your own… Why would you want independence like that? Those are silly human notions. You’re not like them anymore. You’re a part of me now. Flowers in my garden. My two sweet little lovers who I’ve nurtured and made so happy.”
Darlene Two began to slowly shift the pair down, sliding their bodies further down until their heads were beginning to sink beneath the surface of her breasts which so fully dominated the interior of her pod.
“Can’t you feel how much I love you?”
She cooed gently in the warm, humid embrace of her pod. Slowly she shifted their bodies further down, her titanic breasts now larger than either of them. With alarming dexterity for her size, though, she positioned their heads so that her nipples - now almost as large as Wayne and Darlene’s fists, were pressing ominously against their cheeks. The glutinous nectar pouring forth from each was coating their bodies as her nipples travelled up, the scent growing more and more potent as it was painted against their skin.
“Mommy’s love is all you need. It’s all you’ll ever need.” Her voice took on a darker tone, almost manic. “Let my love fill you up. You don’t need to think about anything else. Only Mommy.”
With gentle but irresistible force, the mass of her breasts pressed her swollen nipples against the quivering lips of Wayne and Darlene. Their lips were forced apart as thick, warm nectar began to flow into their mouths.
“That’s it. that’s it… drink my sweet little things…” She cooed, her massive body shuddering with the pleasure of forcing them to swallow her cream.
The moment the nectar hit their tongues, their eyes rolled back in their heads, and both were moaning with pleasure - easily muffled by her colossal tits.
“Mommy will show you just how good it feels to be with her.”
Thick, viscous honey filled their mouths, sliding down their throats as they were forced to drink deeply from the fountain of Darlene Two’s love. Sweetness washed over them and Wayne found his thoughts growing fuzzy around the edges once more, his mind slipping into a haze of pure, unbridled pleasure.
Above them, the plant goddess’s eyes gleamed with a possessive hunger. Her smile widened as she watched the two humans succumb to her will. With a gentle moan, she began to run her fingers over her own swollen green pussy. Nectar pooled around her thick, plump labia, a sticky purple mess that made her hands shine with the essence of her being.
Those hands soon found their way under her breasts, reaching past her own bountiful flesh to find the throbbing sexes of her two captives. She wrapped her honey-slickened fingers around Wayne’s thick shaft, her touch so gentle it was almost a caress. She stroked him with a rhythm that matched the pulsing of her own needy cunt. Darlene gasped and nearly choked as she felt slippery fingers at her entrance, pressing inside and coating her with the nectar once more.
Darlene Two drank in the view of their pleasured expressions, her touch an affectionate caress. Yet soon her grip on his cock grew firmer, her strokes more deliberate and precise, while she began to force her digits into Darlene more firmly as her hand worked its magic. Her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she felt her pussy being expertly stroked and teased, and Wayne couldn’t help but groan at the sensation of his massively engorged cock being milked.
The pod around them grew hotter, the air thick with the cloying scent of sex. The nectar that coated her hand made everything feel so slick, so warm, so absolutely perfect. Their bodies moved in sync with Darlene Two’s strokes, dancing to the tune of her love, strings being pulled by the intoxicating scent of her nectar and unyielding force of her will like helpless marionettes.
Each was eagerly bucking their hips now, their Mommy’s hands guiding them to inevitable, mind-shattering climax. Wayne knew what was coming. The thought filled him with dread and ecstasy in equal measures. Was this his fate? To be forever caught in a cycle of mind-blowing orgasm and suffocating love? His body had no qualms, and he thrust with animalistic vigour into her milking grip.
Darlene’s groans of unabashed pleasure grew louder, her body quivering as she neared climax, which only served to heighten Wayne’s own arousal. He could just see the love of his life pinned beneath a colossal green breast, her body’s frantic squirms of ecstasy being easily absorbed by the pillowy flesh. The sight of her, so lost in pleasure, was soon replaced by the utterly smug look of victory on Darlene Two’s lips as she leaned in closer, crushing the pair of them against the walls of her plant pod.
“That’s it… give in to Mommy… let Mommy make you feel good. No need to think. No need to do anything but love your Mommy and cum.”
The plant woman’s hands became a blur, able to pleasure each in the precise way she had learned was most effective at wiping their precious little minds clean in a blazing white blast of sexual release.
The pair’s screams and cries of pleasure heightened further and further, an echoing crescendo of bliss. Darlene’s voice cracked, a strangled scream growing and growing until the girl was thrashing atop the plant woman’s fingers in orgasm. Wayne felt his own body’s instincts take over, rutting into her fingers like a man possessed until he was jetting rope after rope of cum against the underside of her breasts.
As they lay against her breasts, panting and exhausted, Darlene Two lifted them up to her face to tenderly kiss them, her lips brushing against their foreheads in a silent promise of eternal love and protection.
“Such a good boy… and such a good girl…”
She kissed Darlene’s lips and the girl swooned, mind still reeling from the overwhelming orgasm she was still twitching from.
“Mommy’s got you. You’re safe now. Safe here. You will never have to leave. You’ll never leave Mommy. Here in the Garden you’re mine forever.”
Her voice was a soft lullaby, promising everything they’d ever dreamed of, and yet they knew what it was. A prison from which there was no escape.
For a while she simply coddled them in her arms, smothering their faces under thick-lipped kisses and whispering sweet nothings about spending an eternity with her into their vulnerable minds.
Eventually, though, Darlene Two relented. With a gentle sigh her pod opened up, and she laid the girl down upon her unfurled petal delicately, placing Wayne beside her.
“Dearest, it’s time to head upstairs.” Her voice was a purr that resonated in the close space of the basement. “You go and tend to our little business. Go and spread my love and my joy.”
Darlene grinned inanely, retrieving her clothing from nearby and dressing sheepishly. She bent down to kiss Wayne who was sitting naked upon Darlene Two’s petal with his arms around his knees.
He kissed her back, and gripped her tightly, not wanting to let go, but he did. Watching her head upstairs he let his gaze drift back to Darlene Two, not sure what to think, what to feel.
They weren’t just trapped here physically, but enslaved by this creature’s love. There was no escape. The cold, hard truth hit Wayne. They craved this. Needed this. Loved this. Loved her.
Wayne and Darlene were hers, and they knew it.
“My sweet boy… I only want you to be happy.” Darlene said softly, her words coiling around his throat like a snake. “You know that, right?”
Wayne nodded. He didn’t doubt her words.
“Everything I’ve done is to make people happy. Darlene is happy. Many, many people are happy. You helped make that happen.”
She gently touched his shoulder.
“You should be proud. You’ve done a great thing for your planet.”
Wayne stared up at her, a little dumbfounded.
“The planet?”
“Yes sweetie.” Darlene Two said evenly, her tone suddenly more cold. “The Earth. You’ve helped me spread my love across the globe. Soon I’ll be spreading everywhere, all over, one orgasm at a time.”
Wayne winced, suddenly feeling a chill at her words.
“Once everyone has tasted my nectar, they’ll all be just as eager to serve me as you and Darlene have been.”
Thinking back, he remembered how people had begun to change, showing up to the store in droves. Now there were plants everywhere, soon all over the globe…
“Can you imagine it? A world where everyone is in a state of perpetual bliss.”
Her smile grew broad, thick purple lips curling into an evil grin.
“Every single person will know the joy of my embrace. They’ll all look to me for happiness. They’ll crave it.”
Wayne felt his breath quickening.
“But… but…” He mumbled.
Then he remembered it. His vision. His dream. A massive green woman growing and growing… spreading across the world…
“Shh, baby boy.” She cooed, stroking his cheek with a thumb that was twice the size of his. “Mommy knows best. Just let me love you. I’ll make everything alright again. Okay?”
She leaned in close, her purple eyes scanning his. Despite her smile, he could tell she was looking for even the slightest hint of resistance, any spark of rebellion she still had yet to crush from him underneath the weight of her massive tits.
“Everything I do is for love, Wayne. Can’t you feel it?” She leaned in closer, her breath hot and thick with nectar, clinging to his skin. “Can’t you feel my love?”
Wayne’s eyes grew wide as she whispered directly into his ear, her tongue lapping at his sensitive skin and her hot breath sending shivers down his spine.
“Mommy’s going to make sure everyone feels this way. No more pain. No more sadness. Just Mommy’s love forever and ever.” She grinned, kissing his cheek. “Thanks to you.”
Wrapping her long, slender finger and thumb around his chin, she directed his gaze to the large pods next to her. There were a dozen now, large green pods that had yet to bloom.
“I promised you I’d make everyone happy.” She cooed into his ear, panting softly with arousal as she reached down to tease her own puffy slit.
With that, the pod nearest to him was lifted up on its stalk, slowly coming closer and closer. Wayne tried to scooch back out of the way, but Darlene held him firmly, her massive breast pressing against his leg.
The pod creaked, croaked, then cracked as it opened slowly. A petal unfurled much like Darlene Two’s own pod, and within Wayne half expected to see another copy of her. More plant girls.
What he saw, though, chilled him to his core.
There sat Flynn, held on a throne of purple villi, gently clinging to his flesh. Purple nectar coated his body, ably spread about his skin by the tiny purple tongues which covered him, the interior of the pod being made up of slippery purple flesh.
His eyes were utterly dormant, glazed over in a state of constant euphoria. His body was limp as he was being fed purple nectar through a tendril in his mouth, throbbing and pulsing as it slowly jetted more and more honey down his throat.
Around his cock was a ring of purple tongues, each one pulsing and twitching with excitement as they massaged his cock in perfect harmony, each one sliding up and down his shaft like a dozen eager hands.
Flynn’s cock was truly gargantuan. It came up to his chest. The rest of his body had evidently atrophied, his arms and legs looked pathetically small for his size. The once proud, muscle-bound jock was now little more than a support system for his cock, a plaything in Darlene Two’s pod.
He looked lost in pleasure, truly as if he genuinely didn’t see the world around him. He was a puppet on the end of strings which were held in Darlene Two’s myriad purple fingers.
For a moment, though, those vacant eyes sharpened. They seemed to focus on him as recognition slowly dawned on his face. It was like the fog was lifting and he could just make out Wayne on the other side. There he was. Flynn saw him with a brief glimpse of clarity.
Tired, exhausted, the poor man feebly lifted his fingers, trying to lift an arm towards Wayne from his throne of purple flesh. Eagerly, however, the tiny tendrils snapped up to embrace his limb and pin it back down mercilessly, and his entire body was subjected to their wriggling torments.
A plant bulb emerged from within the pod with thick, luscious purple lips. It paused in its advances and turned to look at Wayne, its eyeless grin broadcasting its intent. Just as Flynn seemed to be trying to speak, it descended onto his cock triumphantly with a wet smack. The man’s face twitched, his body spasmed, and any sense of sensibility was lost as he was once more engulfed in mind-clearing pleasure.
“Don’t you see? Everyone will be happy just like him. So very, very happy. Forever.”
Wayne couldn’t speak. He was terrified beyond words.
“You helped me so much, Wayne. Such a good little boy… helping Mommy grow so big and powerful, and spread so far. Soon I’ll be taking over every little corner of your world. Every man, every woman will be my loving slave.”
Darlene Two was stroking her plump sex as she spoke, pleasuring herself at the thought of dominating the human race so utterly.
“Mommy is going to grow, and grow, and then everyone will drink my lovely nectar and be just like you two. Right now there are thousands of my buds growing and growing out there. All thanks to you.”
The horror on Wayne’s face was evident, but Darlene Two just drank it up.
“Mommy promised you’d never be alone again. That she would give you unconditional love forever, didn’t she?”
She gestured to the wall of vines behind her. They parted for a moment to reveal more massive pods embedded into the dirt. A few opened to reveal green plant girls, slick with nectar, emerging to begin their own campaigns of sexual conquest.
Wayne stumbled back, falling to the fleshy green floor as he struggled to get his footing again on the writhing carpet of vines.
“Let me show you a warm, cozy place. Right here between Mommy’s thighs. You’ll never ever be lonely again my sweet baby boy.”
Wayne watched as she parted her colossal legs, parting like the gates of a mighty castle wall of flesh. Instantly he felt an instinctual pull, a draw to bury himself between them. The once terrifying pod now beckoned to him with a hypnotic allure, the purple folds looked so inviting, the nectar coating it so thick and tantalising.
Biting his lip, Wayne tried to force out those traitorous thoughts.
“Come to Mommy… Come here and snuggle with Mommy… forever and ever.”
His mind was at war with itself, but his body seemed all too eager. He took one shaky step after another towards her luring fingers, curling towards herself, tugging him to oblivion.
“Then when she’s done, Darlene can join us. Forever… and ever… and ever.”
One last flash of anger flooded through him, and Wayne bolted for the door. He felt energy the likes of which he’d never known. He took the steps two at a time, slamming the door shut behind him as he ran - naked - onto the shop floor.
Darlene looked at him quizzically, but he simply wrapped his arms around her and squeezed.
“Darlene, we have to leave! Right now!”
The girl froze, and slowly he felt her arms embracing him.
“Wayne… but… we can’t…”
“She’s feeding from them! Then she’s going to feed from me!” There was a tense pause as the reality of the situation hit him at long last. “OH MY GOD!”
A crash echoed around them as one massive vine after another broke through the aging wooden floors. Boards splintered and collapsed under them as the pair backed up against the wall. Soon the entire shop floor had collapsed, and rising up in front of them on a column of thick green vines was the gigantic pod containing Darlene Two.
All around her more pods rose, and their captive occupants were exposed to the light for the first time in days. Darlene clutched Wayne close, screaming in shock as she saw one person after another trapped in endless sticky sexual bondage.
“You will both be happy. Just as happy as Flynn here.”
They watched as Flynn’s pod was lifted up and he was displayed to the pair, the eternal sexual torment evident on his face. The petal began to close, creeping its way up as it rejoined the others to seal Flynn away with a subtle wet slurp.
“Mommy… n-no, Darlene Two… you’re a monster!” Darlene whimpered.
Darlene slowly lowered herself towards the pair, standing on a small island of floorboards above an endless sea of vines below.
“My sweet little things, you’re so confused. Come to Mommy. Mommy will get rid of all those pesky little thoughts in your head.”
Ominously, her colossal tits jiggled as she spoke, testifying to the monumental amount of nectar stored within. Thick jelly-like honey was pouring from her nipples, promising to drown their free will itself in cloying purple bliss.
“Wayne, I love you.” Darlene said, and pulled him close.
At least if this was the end, they’d be together.
Then Darlene looked up, and Wayne followed her gaze. Right above them was the fire alarm.
A shrill rattle rose from the bell as old corroded pipes clanked and bucked into life. Water immediately began to douse the entire room.
Taking their chance, Wayne and Darlene leapt across the massive gap in the floor and landed just by the door as Darlene Two writhed in the sudden downpour.
They travelled as fast as their feet could carry them. Going, going, gone.
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Darlene entered the bedroom with a bundle of linens in her hands, setting it down on the bed. The hotel was amazing, the heat, the moisture in the air, it felt sweltering but somehow… reassuring.
“Brazil is beautiful in June.” Darlene said softly.
She was staring out the window at the amber moon, as twilight dimmed the sky above.
“You’re so beautiful.” Wayne whispered, reaching over to kiss her naked waist.
“I know.” She grinned, tussling the hair on his head and gripping it a little.
She rolled onto the bed and took him with her, landing on her back with him atop her.
Wayne lifted his face from between her huge breasts.
“Hi.” He giggled.
“Hi.” She smirked.
She kissed him, arms pulling him tightly to her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Wayne needed no more encouragement, pressing himself into her eagerly.
“Fuck…” She groaned, still not used to his massive size even weeks into their honeymoon.
“I love you.” He breathed, kissing her again.
“Mommy loves you too.” Wayne winced. That word… he still wasn’t used to it. Whenver she said it, it almost sounded like…
Her legs didn’t give him a chance to think about it, however, as her massive thick thighs pulled him tightly to her plump sex. She was so much bigger than him, it was easy for her to manhandle him however she liked.
Deep down he loved it.
Her walls were tight around his cock, the heat of her pussy burning like a furnace, burning away all his fears, all his insecurities.
With every thrust her sex was leaking more and more, her juices making their union wetter and wetter, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room and mingling with their groans of pleasure.
He was happy. She was happy. They would be happy. Forever.
And ever.
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Darlene Two embraced Wayne tightly to her chest.
“That’s it. Fuck Mommy. Fuck Mommy like a good boy.”
Across the world, millions of plants like her were roaming free. Their massive pods striding across humanity's world, subjugating them one orgasm at a time, pulling them into a loving embrace from which they would never escape.
“I… lo… love you… Darlene…” He murmured, eyes unfocused as a line of purple drool leaked from his lips.
A small purple vine was gently working its way into his ear, making little adjustments here and there to his vulnerable mind, ensuring all he saw was what she wanted him to see. After all, she only wanted him to be happy.
“Mommy loves you too.” Her voice dripped with lust, tugging the boy tighter. He would feed her well for many years to come.