Where else? In A Greenhouse... But There is a Problem

The Succubi scoured the city in hopes of finding a sign of the White Lotus. They didn't have much luck however until Quinn found a botany professor. While he had been less than forthcoming at first, once she finished riding his cock and drawing out his soul, the newborn Succubus was far more helpful.

"So, this Yvonne Rousseau should have it?" Bern said as the four Succubi flew together towards the address Quinn had gotten.

"That's what she told me," Quinn said with a nod as she felt Titania's cock tail brushing against her pussy. "She said that she had been the one to cultivate this particular variety of White Lotus that they needed."

"I wonder why those foolish mortals aren't..." Jo started to say as the Greenhouse came into view and they stopped flying. "Ah.. yeah, that would do it."

The greenhouse's glass walls were broken and thorned vines and other plants were growing out of them. They weren't normal plants, there was a fiery, demonic look to them, and the thorns grew larger than any natural plants could be. This greenhouse was definitely not natural anymore.

"Well... then this should be easy," Jo said as they landed and headed into the Greenhouse together. "Just be careful... I don't like..."

She was cut off when a vine wrapped around her leg. As she looked down it snaked up quickly, shoving a cock tip into her pussy while another vine wrapped around her neck and slid in her lips. She let out a moan, her face taking on a blissful look as she felt something being shot out into her mouth and pussy while the vines thrusted in and out of her body.

"Fuck, its a trap!" Bern said, but it was too late as more vines grabbed her Succubus sisters. She felt them sliding into her pussy, feeling her body being filled... it felt so... good... so much better than human sex.

"Well, well, well, come into my parlor said the Venus Flytrap to the Fly," a voice said as the plants parted and a new figure stepped out.

This woman wasn't a normal Succubus. While she had the familiar body shape of one. she was made of green plant material. Her hair had become long tentacle-like vines that wrapped around her, and surrounding her waist was a flower, with the only visible pieces of skin being her pussy as her legs had turned into vine tentacles. She slid in close to Bern, her pure black eyes staring at her.

"You should have known not to come here, Succubus," she said, caressing Bern's face. "Now you'll become another flower in my garden. And you'll learn the true bliss of being a Demonic Dryad. My daughters will feed on you, until you are one with them."

Bern realized they weren't alone in the room. Every plant around them had humanoid faces and bodies. These were Demonic Nymphs, not daughters of Lilith, but servants of another powerful Demon. The virus must have mutated to create them on Earth, and now they were going to become victims of them.

"But I am curious," the Nymph said, sliding the vine out of Bern's mouth as it caressed the Succubus' breasts. "What brings four Succubi into my realm?"

"We need a flower your old self cultivated," Bern said, glancing at a Nymph who had a white lotus growing out of her hair. "It is a potential way to hold off the effects of the virus."

"Oh, so why should I surrender it then? I like your Queen's virus," the Nymph Queen purred. "All it needs is a little, push and it can make something beautiful."

"Oh, we don't want a cure either," Bern said. "We want to use it to get into the Valentine estate... and apparently they have the suppression formula. So, imagine what would happen if we got our hands on that. You could have four new Nymphs, or you could have the ability to turn so many more people into Nymphs. One big garden."

"Hmm... tempting..." The Queen said, looking thoughtful.