Too late to move.

Joanna took a tentative step forward and fell face first into the muck. She got herself back up on to her hands and knees with a moan, then tried to pull a foot free. The pain was too intense it?s was as if she was trying to pull her ankle off of her foot. So she tried a new tack.

As she sat in the mud she digs in the mud to free one of her feet. Though the more she digs the less her fingers respond. She seems to be loosing muscle control by the minute. As she finally sees her foot she lets out a scream of terror.

The reason she couldn't pull her foot from the mud was it had rooted itself to the ground. Several thick roots shoot out in all directions and hundreds of smaller ones branching off of the bigger ones have effectively rooted her to the spot. As the mud fell away from her hands she now saw why they have not been working so well. They had turned a healthy shade of leaf green and looked more like the tentacles that had **** her and her squad earlier.

Joanna looked around and could see several of her squad now playing with their enormous milk filled breasts. They seemed unaware of the changes to them or because of those changes they are now even hornier than they had been moments ago.

Joanna's own body began to beg to be touch and she found herself fondling her own breasts with out any thought worst yet she can't make herself stop. The leafy green colour had now spread to her entire body and as the sun hit it she founds her self turned on.

"Oh god I'm turned on by my own photosynthesis!" Joanna cried as a thick liquid begins to drip uncontrollably from her mouth.