Heather Loses Her Mind

In and out and in and out. The thick, soft member thrust itself deep within Heather’s body, pushing towards an inevitable climax like a locomotive. Meanwhile, the lustberry bush shoveled its fruit into the woman’s mouth.

Heather’s body felt like it was simultaneously being lit on fire and electrocuted in the best way possible. Her skin tingled and her chest ached.

It was a blessing that Marcy ripped away the woman’s bra. Otherwise, it would have likely dug painfully at her skin as she continued to grow. Even so, their ever increasing size **** the creamy orbs against her shirt, creating dramatic cleavage that bounced and jiggled with every thrust of the uncanny plant.

Heather suddenly felt the monstrous organ inside of her shudder and drive deep into her womb. She cried out in momentary agony only to have her pain turn to ecstasy. The plant’s cock shot thick, rich syrup that felt like a thousand of its delicious berries condensed into a single squirt of fluid.

Heather groaned loudly as the goo took effect within her body. She felt her senses magnify, especially her sense of pleasure. The aching in her breasts shot through the roof and she heard a loud tear as her surging bosoms ripped her shirt.

Unbeknownst to Heather, her body was changing in other, more subtle ways too. Her hair gained slight streaks of pink and purple and started to grow longer and thicker. There were sparkles of pink in her brown eyes as well.

Her whole body was saturated in unnatural levels lust energy and her humanity was beginning to dissolve.