A young man

You go up to the wooden door and knock. You then try the handle and find the door is unlocked. You open it up and look inside. You find yourself looking into a foyer decorated with scientific pictures of plants and flowers and dominated by a staircase whose hand rails are shaped into a vine and flower motif.

"Hello" you call "I'm sorry to bother you but…"

"Hello" says a male voice from the top of the stairs and you look up to see a young man dressed in an anachronistic suit looking down at you.

"I'm sorry" you say "I got a little lost in the forest, then I ran into some vines which kind of planted something inside me and …" You step inside to show him the flower.

The young man blushes as he sees you standing there in only a sports bra and a flower. He looks you up and down and you get the impression that you are the first woman he has seen in a long time, and probably the first ever in such a state of undress. You feel kind of embarrassed, but at the same time you are kind of aroused by the way he is looking at you with a mix of shyness and desire.

"I-I'm sorry" he stutters tearing his eyes off you and descending the stairs "P-please come in. L-let me f-find you something to w-w-wear and then I-I'll get m-my father. H-he'll know what to d-do. P-plants are his specialty."

You can't help but find this young man's stuttering and attempt to keep his eyes averted endearing. He is obviously trying hard not to stare at you and make you feel self-conscious. You are about to reassure him that you are fine and thank him for offering to help you when you feel a rush of dizziness followed by an intense shock of pleasure from between your legs. You look down and see the flower shooting out a cloud of pollen. Before you can do or say anything the young man has walked right into it and breathed it in.

He suddenly stops and looks right at you. The shyness and embarrassment on his face are totally gone and he looks at you with undisguised lust. Before you know what is happening he is on you, kissing you with a hunger and need that is almost frightening. With one hand he reaches around and begins to fumble with the latch of your bra attempting to undo it while with the other he begins to undo his fly.