Marcy explores the tree barn

The tree barn was exactly what one would expect from its name. It was a massive barn filled to the brim with carefully wrapped saplings about three to four feet tall apiece. Stepping in, Marcy could smell the earthy air and feel the quivering auras of the untainted plant life.

They’re so afraid of me at first, Marcy thought. She didn’t understand the fear. Her power gave plants more life than they could ever hope for otherwise.

Regardless, she was here with a few very specific purposes in mind. First, she wanted to see how her power effected something bigger than a bush. Second of all, she needed some creations for Amy and Kendall.

Of the two, Marcy felt a lot more generous towards Amy. The girl was a bonafide airhead and one of the dumbest people Marcy had ever met. That was better than Kendall’s outright cruelty.

Marcy could just hear Kendall sneering at her, calling her oink. Marcy cried out, suddenly overcome with rage. She felt her aura loom over the building like a grave shadow.

“Fuck you, Kendall. You’re just as bad as your queen. Worse, actually. You don’t even have the balls to stand up to her. You just pick on others instead.”

Marcy punched the open barn door, fracturing the wood with ease. She was definitely stronger than before.

“You don’t have the balls,” Marcy said vacantly to herself. “Huh, don’t know why that was the first thing to pop into my head. Still...”

The cogs were already turning inside Marcy’s head in regards to Kendall. However, she needed to focus herself on the task at hand.

Marcy stepped down the aisles of sapling until she found one labeled “apples and pears” with a ratty wooden sign.

“Time to make a tree of knowledge,” Marcy said, grabbing a red delicious apple saplings and carrying it away from its brethren.

“You’re the lucky pick.”

Marcy carried the sapling out of the barn and walked up the hill towards the small auxiliary greenhouse. For a moment, she paused and looked down first at the main building and then the larger greenhouse.

Marcy wondered what her newest converts were up to. From the greenhouse, she could see an aura glow through the cloudy glass. It was a shame she had to miss that.

Still, the plan was more important. Marcy reached the greenhouse and stepped inside. She was immediately greeted by the loving embrace of a trio of vines from the reconstituted wreckage of her cocoon.

“Hi boys. Take it easy!” She cried as the tendrils moved under her dress.

Immediately, the vines obeyed their master and pulled away.

“Don’t worry, I’ll let you have fun with me after I do this.”

Marcy unwrapped the sapling and placed it directly in the center of the unholy plant mass, forcing her energy into its fibers as she did so. The spindly roots of the plant shot out and fused with the tainted plant flesh. She watched as burning red veins appeared along the narrow trunk of the apple sapling.

Before she knew it, the tree was growing rapidly, its small body thickening and darkening as its leaves turned a neon green color. Without warning, the tree mass burst through the ceiling and continued tower upwards.

“You will be my special creation. Oh God, I can feel you growing. This is incredible.”

The vines encircled Marcy once more and **** themselves into her holes one after the other. Marcy felt overwhelmed with joy as she felt her own magical reservoir feeding the growth of this newest creation.

A half an hour of carnal exchange passed and when the vines finally let go of Marcy. She wobbled to her feet, her head aching slightly.

Looking upwards, she saw nothing but green leaves and black branches. The reborn apple tree pulsed slightly, strange green symbols composed entirely of light filled the air and coated the bark.

“Oof, that was hard work. But it looks like a job well done. You look magnificent!”

Marcy stepped out of the greenhouse to find that most of the building had been destroyed, replaced by the monstrous tree which now towered nearly seventy feet in the air.

Yawning, Marcy turned her attention to the main office, wondering what Jenny was up to. She felt too tired to see Heather yet.