The Rose Wall needs to grow

Going to just say this one's a little weird, so if you're not into plants eating and impregnating people, maybe skip this one.

Rose continued to attune herself to her new existence. She wasn't sure if she was the entirety of the wall surrounding the city or if she just controlled it. She knew it intimately, what it wanted, what it needed, and could control it, but it also acted on its own without her input. She could feel them all too, the thousands of flowers, vines, roots, and branches, as well as what they felt, most important of which was another girl, a slim blonde with nice thighs and average breasts, writhing in their grasp. Seizing upon a perfect opportunity to strengthen her plant and herself, she took control.

Rose encouraged the plants to bind her tighter, wrapping her together below the knees and her arms above her head. One vine rose to her face, but instead of surging down the blonde's throat, it expelled a scent that she had **** but to breathe in.

Her eyes instantly dulled and her struggles drastically lessened. Muscles lost their tension and her mouth hung open, head lolling on a loose neck. The thick vine wrapped around her legs reached higher and pushed its way into her pussy, pouring thick goo into her. She could feel it but could do nothing. She didn't even feel like herself anymore and watched almost as an outsider as a plant began to close around her legs.

"You will join with us, become us," Rose whispered in her ear through one of the many vines. "We are hungry and we thank you for your gift of yourself." The blonde didn't respond; she literally couldn't with that scent in her nose. Her body wouldn't do what she wanted, but even if it would, she wasn't sure escaping would be on that list. Which she also wasn't sure if she was capable of given how jelly-like her legs felt.

Either way, the tentacle in her pussy was joined by one in her ass pumping her full of the same liquid as the plant continued to extend up her body. Its tight, wet inside felt warm on her thighs as it worked its way upwards. She almost felt like the plant was enjoying hugging every one of her curves and couldn't begrudge it. She loved her body and all its curves, and having something else, even if it was some weird plant, enjoying it too was supremely comforting to her.

The plant stopped at the base of her breasts for a moment just as she felt the wetness against her lower body increase suddenly. It felt just like a warm bath, if it wasn't for the odd prickling she felt against her legs, most notably on her toes. It appeared inside her too, in her womb and gut, which the tendrils hadn't stopped pumping full of liquid. She honestly wasn't sure what to think of it, which was entirely thanks to the vine in her face expelling another burst of scent every time her mind came close to figuring out what was happening, scattering her thoughts.

It was only when she sank into the plant far enough that it finally encapsulated her tits and the tingling on her toes completely disappeared that she realized what was happening with an odd detachment. She no longer had toes. In fact, everything below her ankle was gone. The increased tingling of her thighs and pussy, just like she had felt in her toes before, also told her exactly what was happening to her. She was being eaten, liquified by this plant to nourish and feed it. Her insides were prickling more now too, and she wondered if she'd be able to feel when they melted through the skin of her belly.

The small part of her that was able to **** its way through the haze of the plant's smell tried to scream, fight, beg, to do anything, but all she could manage was a small, sad moan. Her melting was speeding up, her soft thighs almost gone. She felt her womb collapse, her reproductive system turning into goo. The dissolving fluid inside her reached higher in her chest, pushing out to work on her breasts. Her hips disappearing was the final bit it took to make her slip entirely into the plant bulb, which sealed tightly above her.

Her arms splashed into the light green goop that she belated realized was her body. Without the binding vines around her limbs, she managed to lift one arm, but everything below the elbow was already gone. Her lower torso finally lost its battle against the dissolving liquid and she was almost satisfied that she did indeed feel her tight belly unravel. Without any more support, she sank lower, her entire body finally immersed. She couldn't help but let the mixture inside the plant flow into her mouth and down the remains of her throat.

The last thing she felt was the goo that had been her body seeping into her ears and filling her mind. Coherent thought collapsed, taking her sense of self with it. It was replaced by an awareness of the plant around what had been her, and then the enormous existence of the wall surrounding the town. Her consciousness brushed against Rose's for just a moment, only long enough for the plant woman to impart a sense of thankfulness on her, and then she was pulled into the subconscious of the enormous plant, never to resurface.

"She gave us plenty of nourishment," Rose thought as the goop of the blonde's body was used to further her own growth, the wall becoming tougher and thicker. "Inefficient though, it would be quicker and easier to take in the whole body at once." Remembering a nature documentary she had seen in her past existence, Rose grew what were basically large pitcher plants, big enough to hold a human with ease. "Reproduction is necessary as well. More individuals to join us. These pitchers should be able to manage that as well. We cannot produce young alone though. We will need to use others."

Rose's idea for creating her plant's offspring was fortunately easy to test. With ease, she grabbed two women that were running along the length of her wall, a blonde elf chasing another girl to infect her. Both were snapped up and dropped into the large pitchers after a moment of consideration. "The elf is thinner, she would make less of the needed fluid. She will be the carrier then." The normal girl splashed down into a pitcher already partially filled with white liquid. The elf was held upside down in a different one, waiting to fulfill her purpose.

"No!! What is this?! What are you doing to me?!? Is this CUM?!" the girl asked horrified from inside her plant. She tried to stand up, but the interior of the pitcher was too slippery and she ended up splashing into the thick white liquid again. In an effort to keep her from struggling too much and remembering her own transformation, Rose grew a small stalk from the bottom of the pitcher and pushed it into the girl's pussy, fucking her until she was almost constantly cumming.

"Is this--nngh!--trying to imp-p-p-pregnate meee~!" she asked aloud in the breaths between orgasms, not expecting an answer when she got one.

"No, you will be what is impregnating, not impregnated," Rose said gently with detachment. To her, the girl was just a source of something she needed and she felt no loss at using and absorbing her. In a way, the girl was lucky. She would remain as a part of the plant forever, some mote of herself existing deep in the roots.

The girl didn't see it the same way, but couldn't do anything between cumming harder than she ever had. She was nearly insensate when she started losing feeling in her feet and butt and the pitcher tightened around her. The already small space shrank, the squishy walls of the pitcher holding her tightly in place.

"Nooo~ooo~ooooo!" she cried one last time as the white fluid rose higher around her with the decrease in space. She was squished tightly and without remorse and the pleasure she felt spiked higher. And higher and higher, until she thought she would die from it. She could only sink deeper into the bliss and her plant prison.

The walls only continued to close in and the captured girl's breath became short. It felt so good, she didn't know how, but it did, and she never wanted it to stop. To just get tighter and tighter and squeeze her of every orgasm she had. Her mind was a mess of sex and hormones, urging her to just get more and not think. Her utter inability to do anything but squirt in the embrace of the plant made the choice easy. She didn't resist when she felt the biggest climax yet build up inside her; she wanted it more than anything and raced headlong into it. It broke over her, and that overwhelming wash of bliss was the last, joyous thing she felt before her entire body liquified into potent seed that immediately started to be pumped into the next plant over.

Inside was the elf girl, hung upside down by her ankles and frightfully bored except for masturbating. She hadn't been infected for long and still burned with the fervor of someone just experiencing that first wave of sexual freedom. The only thing she could really do was listen as the girl she had been chasing was explosively churned into thick cum and wish that was her.

Her tune changed a minute later though as that white goo, thoroughly mixed with the plant's own tiny seeds, was pumped through a vine that shot down and completely filled her pussy. Screaming with delight, the elf writhed joyously until the first seed, rapidly growing to the size of a fist thanks to the abundant cum the other girl had turned into, started to press at her opening.

The feeling of her pussy being stretched even further made her absolutely shriek, the sound only audible to her as the bulge was **** deeper inside her. Relief and pleased fulfillment washed through her as the thick seed filled her womb, settling there until they were ready to grow. The thin elf girl was just wondering if that was it when another bulge pressed at her vagina, forcing its way inside her with more speed. The sensation was orgasmic and she wouldn't have stopped it if she could have. She was perfectly content cumming her brains out to become a seedbed for the plant fucking her.

"We will grow strong within her," Rose said, running her hand along the outside of the pitcher plant. Nearby, two more plants held another girl and a man getting a similar treatment, with the woman taking the pods directly into her stomach through her belly button and the man down his throat. They would wait inside them until they were ready to grow, at which point their hosts would serve as a perfect first meal to help the plant's growth.

"We will protect this place. For our goddess," Rose whispered, setting her mind to ensuring the wall around the city was impenetrable.