Plant women

The room is a standard, spartan lab setup. Most of the details escape your notice, for you are arrested by the main attraction. Two large terracotta flower pots, the kind that might flank the entrance to a garden centre, stand in the middle of the room. Instead of flowers planted in them, however, there stand two nude women, buried in the soil up to their thighs.

They are green.

Their moist, hairless pussies glisten in the light. They are lithe and statuesque, with massive breasts--DDs if not E cups--hanging off their chests. Plump and dark green nipples cap each tit, with dark veins just visible beneath the skin. One has red hair, the other raven black, both sets cascading straight down their backs to their butts. Your entrance has awakened them, and they open heavy-lidded, piercing green eyes. However, that there is one feature that is most prominent amidst all these oddities.

They open their mouths, and instead of teeth and a tongue being visible, a large stalk protrudes. It looks a little like a cock, but it resembles more a flower's stamen, capped with an anther for releasing pollen. As you, Christina, and Michael approach, the women wiggle their stamen-tongues before drawing them back into their mouths. They make no other noise, but they move and sway gracefully.

"Meet Rayna and Carrie," Michael says.

"What the fuck?" you ask. "Did they ... volunteer for that? What the hell have you done to them?"

"The company explores all possible avenues of innovation. This is just one lucrative project. And no, they didn't volunteer--though you'd be surprised what people will agree to do for the right price. They were simply unlucky enough to get caught spying on a company facility for one of its rivals."

You come closer to one of them--you don't know which is which, and don't care, so you decide to call the redhead Rayna. She smiles and reaches up to cup her tits. You take one of her nipples between your fingers--they come away wet and sticky. "Is that ... sap?"

"Mmm, more like nectar. It's one of their functions. The company is experimenting with ways to produce aphrodisiacs, and these girls pack one hell of a punch. We milk them twice a day." He points up, and you observe a skylight set into the ceiling to let in natural light. "We've converted them so that their skin cells have chloroplasts, and they can practise photosynthesis like a regular plant. The skin on their legs has been adapted to more easily absorb the nutrients we put in the soil. That makes up for the fact that they can't ingest food the regular way any more."

"Yeah, what's up with that?" Christina asks. She stares at Carrie's mouth as Carrie leers at her.

"The women can pollinate each other." Michael grins. "The stamen penetrates their pussies and seeds them with pollen."

"And then what?"

The grin fades. "Well, we're working on that. Ideally we want to be able to create flowers that have the same properties, without the need for ... human volunteers. But so far, nothing has come of their mating."

Christina's hands have travelled downwards from Carrie's tits to her pussy. "Have you tried pollinating ordinary women?"

"Why? Are you volunteering?"

Christina looks at you. "Well, how about it, Ally?"