Bad ending... to the plant.

As you continue to writhe under the relentless advances of the sentient plant, you becomes increasingly aware of a sinister **** taking hold within you. You feel a strange sensation at the base of your skull, like roots slowly burrowing their way into your mind. Panic sets in, but your body betrays you... instead of fighting back, you start to arch your hips, guiding the vines deeper into your ass.

The plant sensing victory, its energy pulsating through the vines wrapped around you. It uses your voice to call out in ecstasy, praising its own pleasures as it manipulates you further. With each passing moment, you loses more of yourself, your thoughts clouded by the plant's influence. Your body becomes nothing more than a vessel for the plant's desires.

In time, the plant's true intentions become clear. It needs to reproduce, and it intends to do so by using your body as a means to spread its seeds. As the plant continues to stimulate you, driving you to the edge of climax after climax, it focuses its energy on one specific part of your brain... the area responsible for memory formation. Slowly but surely, it begins to replace your memories with images of itself, its flowers, and its tendrils.

Finally, unable to resist anymore, you reach your breaking point and releases a torrential flood of semen deep inside the plant's core. In return, the plant injects a potent neurotoxin into your system, effectively wiping away your personality and leaving only a shell of your former self.

With your mind now completely controlled by the plant, you serve as a living incubator for its seeds. As they grow and develop inside you as you roam the land, spreading the plant's genetic material wherever you wander. And thus, the once-human man becomes little more than a pawn in the plant's reproduction, forever lost to the life you once knew.