Allie and the Plant

What Lynn found waiting for her in the room at the top of the stairs outclassed every strange experience she's yet had. Allie was sprawled out on her belly on the floor towards the entrance of the room. On her back was a mass of tendrils that resembled the wood of a sapling. The tendrils sprawled across the girl's body. Looking closer, Lynn saw that the thing whatever it was, had pierced Allie's skin in several points, some on her arms, some on her legs, one in the back of her neck, one in the base of her spine.

As best Lynn could tell, Allie's attacker was a living plant. It rhythmically pumped something into the girl. She watched rolls of the stuff pass down the lengths of its vines into Allie's flesh. Ugly green veins snaked out from the wounds. With every new dose, the poor girl jerked and spasmed.

The horror deepened as the living plant sprouted a new appendage, this one resembling a suction cup. Lynn watched as this monstrous new instrument approached Allie's exposed and glistening pussy. This was the last straw. Lynn broke out of her shocked trance and leaped into action.

She brought the poker down hard on the plant over and over again. At first, the plant didn't budge, but soon the attack was too violent to ignore. Lynn severed vines and bashed in root-like constructs. The plant hissed and shrieked. It sent a razor-like tendril straight at Lynn's neck. The old Lynn would have been a goner, but her regenerated body was much faster. She dodged and then resumed her attack.

The damage compiled and the plant, seeing the writing on the wall, beat a hasty retreat. Lynn watched in amazement as it sprinted down the stairs on leg-like branches. Where it went was anyone's guess. Lynn didn't care, she had more pressing worries. She yanked Allie into the room and shut the door behind her.

"Are you okay, Allie? Talk to me!"

Allie shuddered and moaned. By now, the veins of green corruption snaked across her entire body. She let out a loud, husky groan and shook violently. Then it happened.