Exeunt Seymour, enter Audrey II.

The soil felt so nice under Seymour's shins, soft and welcoming. Sighing, he dug his toes into it, luxuriating in the feeling, the texture of the earth as he tightened his embrace around Audrey. She felt so soft, softer than ever before, her huge tits sandwiched between them, squeezing out to the left and right and rubbing over Seymour's sensitive, erect nipples with the smallest movement. He felt so content, his entire body seeming to throb with a heat that radiated from his full belly, Audrey's milk sloshing around within him.

It felt so nice as Audrey let her leaf hands run over Seymour's soft, smooth skin, making him sigh again. This was just the best, with his tiny tits sliding over Audrey's much larger ones... Smiling impishly, he wriggled a bit more, eager to stimulate his fat, puckered nipples, but Audrey suddenly froze and used her vines to put a little distance between them.

"S-Seymour? What... what's going on?" He couldn't understand why Audrey looked so worried, or why she was trying to end the hug instead of savoring the afterglow. Raising a slim, pale green hand to Audrey's face, Seymour caressed his lover's cheek as his cock pulsed one last time and began to soften. "What's happening to you?!"

"What do you mean?" Letting go of Audrey, Seymour sat back and felt the soft bark of his heels and calves press against his plump thighs as his enormous cock shlopped out of the fuckplant. Audrey lowered herself as much as she could, her voluptuousness making it hard to sit down properly in the confines of her pot. "Audrey, you're being weird."

"I'm not being weird, you're changing!" Grabbing Seymour's dainty green hands, Audrey pulled his arms towards her, inadvertently making him push his breasts together. "Just... just look at yourself, at your tits!"

"Huh? These?" Bouncing up and down, Seymour let his full breasts jiggle and quake, grinning at the way the perky green orbs wobbled. "But I always had them, Audrey. Are you feeling alright?"

The way Audrey's mouth worked in confusion, opening and closing without forming words made Seymour giggle despite his worrying about her - the fuckplant's expression was just too funny. Grabbing her leaf hands with his green ones, he squeezed them reassuringly and smiled.

"Hey, it's alright. You're probably tired, or... I don't know. I have no idea how your body works, Audrey..." Plump lips pursed, Seymour gave Audrey a gentle kiss on the cheek before clambering off the pot, the bark covering his feet hitting the floor with a dull thump. "But maybe some water will help. Let me get some!"

"Ah, bu--..." Audrey's vine slipped off Seymour's shoulder as he gave the fuckplant a little wave and began walking towards the bathroom, his massive, knee-knocking wang bouncing left and right with his steps, smooth green nuts jostling and sliding over the bark that reached to about mid-thigh. "Seymour..."

"Really, Audrey, this isn't like you... I'll pamper you a little, alright? And if it doesn't get better, we can call a docto-- a botanist or something." Brushing vine-streaked hair behind one ear, Seymour continued towards the bathroom. As funny as Audrey looked in her confusion, he was beginning to really worry about her.

Chewing his pouty lip, he entered the small bathroom of his apartment. Something weird was going on with his plant girlfriend, and he had no idea how to fix it - or who he could turn to. Entering the bath, Seymour stopped short as he saw his reflection in the mirror. Wasn't there something...? Stepping closer, Seymour raised one hand to his pronounced cheek and wiped off a speck of his cum that had somehow found its way there. Slurping it off his finger absentmindedly, the salty taste mingling with that of Audrey's sweet sap, Seymour kept thinking as his huge tits bounced with every step, slapping against his ribs.

What could he really do? He was no doctor, and even a doctor would likely have no idea how to heal Audrey - if there was anything to heal and it wasn't just a passing confusion. Lifting the cleaning bucket into the bathtub and filling it, Seymour felt his cock press into the tiles on its side, his soft, rounded cheeks sticking out behind him as his heavy boobs hung from his chest pendulously, their fat nipples grazing the emaille of the bathtub. All in all, Seymour decided finally, there was nothing he could do for now except be there for Audrey and hope for the best.

Walking back with the full bucket in his hands, Seymour felt his wide hips sway left and right, ass and tits jiggling enticingly - having such a voluptuous body was a source of great joy for him. And for Audrey, obviously, although she mostly enjoyed his massive cock. For some reason, Seymour couldn't remember her ever touching his equally humongous tits...

"Alright, let me water you with actual water this time," Seymour smiled and began tilting the bucket. Audrey was still sitting in her pot, looking kind of dazed as her eyes wandered over Seymour's curves. "Please, Audrey. Please let me know if I can do anything to help you. I think I'm ready for another round, if that would make you feel better."

"No, I... uhm." Now Seymour was really worried, setting the half-empty bucket down on the ground. A fuckplant declining sex?! That was literally their primary function! "Are you really not noticing anything strange, about yourself, I mean?"

"Why should there... Audrey, the only one being strange is you!" The flowers on Seymour's head quivered with anxiety. He had to figure something out! "Please, I don't know what's going on with you..."

"Neither am I, Seymour... Neither am I..."

"And why do you keep calling me Seymour? I'm Audrey II!" Unable to keep a slight tremor from creeping into her voice, Audrey II took her lover's hands into hers and kissed them gently. "Please, you're scaring me..."

Without warning, Audrey II felt herself pulled in-between Audrey's massive bust in a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, Sey--Audrey II. I'm sorry, this is just... I have to get used to... It's... I'm..." Trailing off, Audrey drew in a shaky breath before continuing with a much stronger voice. "It's all still so fresh, so new. Your body, mine, the two of us are... unique, but I love you, no matter what happens."

"I love you too..." Audrey II mumbled, wrapping her arms and vines around Audrey as she closed her eyes.

Author's comment: One more experiment - I wanted to try and write someone transforming without them being aware. Let me know how I did! I might update this chapter later if something doesn't work or I can improve something.