Yeah, that plant is talking...and that's not all!

Your surprised gaze falls onto the flower that had just given you the blowjob of your life and you realize that the voice had indeed come from it. And, not only that, something seemed to be happening to it right before your eyes that had you looking on with wide eyes and your jaw hanging. Because, damn, it really wasn't something you saw everyday.

Because, right before your eyes, the flower was...changing. It was growing and shifting, now reaching five feet in height as it's stem began to thicken and take shape. It began to grow and curve, taking on a more and more humanoid appearance as time went on. Not only humanoid, but feminine as a slender waist curved and flared into curvaceous hips and what could only be breasts began to grow from the plant's newly formed chest, growing larger and larger until their pert and perky slopes reached a bouncy D-cup. Each plump breast was even crowned with a small nipple of a slightly lighter green than the rest of the plant's smooth and waxy skin.

In addition to this, the flower seemed to be growing limbs as the leaves that had been on either side of the stem stretched and thickened as well until they took on the appearance of slender, graceful arms, complete with delicate hands and dexterous fingers. The lower part of the plant within the pot seemed to be changing as well as, suddenly, the pot cracked and burst open to spill the soil within and reveal the plant's roots. Roots that had shifted and changed into dainty feet and that had, higher up, began to form into lean shapely legs as the flower's stem split to become that pair of legs.

And, in that splitting, another change was revealed as between the newly formed thighs a pretty and unused virgin pussy formed and, despite the strangeness of the situation, you found yourself licking your lips at the sight. Though, considering the fact that the transformation the fellating flower was going under was one that was making it into what you could only call a hot plant chick, you thought you could be forgiven for your arousal. But, then, what didn't arouse you.

The final obvious transformation was of the flower itself as it shifted and grew, the bulb and petals shifting around until the shape of a feminine head and face were formed with the yellow petals bending and growing until they resembled hair falling down to the flower-girl's shoulders. The lips seemed to only grow more plush and pouty as the transformation continued and a small button nose formed above it and eyes above that.

Those eyes fluttered open, revealing that they were as green as the skin of the flower-girl they belonged to, and then focused upon you as a cute little yawn left the parted lips of the pretty plant-girl. She looked at you and then smiled, her pouty lips curving into an adorable and adoring smile. A smile that was made somewhat arousing by the fact that you could still see droplets of your own cum upon them.

"Hello, Master. I am very pleased to meet you finally. I've waited so long to be with you. Thank you for finally making me yours and feeding me so much of your tasty seed.", the flower-girl says with a little giggle as she proceeds to lick her lips of your remaining semen with her long and agile tongue, "Mmmm. You taste very good, Master."

It's the second time that she refers to you as master that has you suddenly trying to put your mind into motion. Master? Waiting for you? What the hell was she talking about? Seriously, what the hell was she talking about?!

You start to open your mouth to ask her that very question, but, suddenly, she is moving over to you with light and graceful steps and pressing herself to you tightly. She is a little over a foot shorter than you so, as she wraps her slender arms around your midsection, her soft breasts press into your bare abs and her lower stomach caresses your still-flaccid (but quickly recovering) cock in a way that makes it difficult to think of words.

"Mmmm. I love my master. I will do anything to serve him. Please let me serve you, Master. Please let me please you.", she purrs as you can feel her newly formed hands caressing your back and down to the waistband of your boxers to start pulling at them. It seems she's really focused on the whole "pleasing master" thing and, so, if you were going to try and divert her attention and get an explanation, this would probably be the only time you've got the opportunity or the will to do so.