Chapters tagged plants

by bbcummings

Chapter 4

“Why aren’t you working?” Annabelle Hauser said coldly. Despite being Becca’s age, Annabelle had an ego through the roof on account of her father owning the nursery. She strutted around with her pair of sycophant friends, Kendall and Amy, acting like she was the boss. Needless...

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Chapter 5

“I never knew this place existed!” Becca said. Marcy and her were standing in a small greenhouse the size of a maintenance shed. The small building, located towards the back of the nursery, contained a variety of lush flowers and ferns filling every shelf. “Yup! It’s kind of my...

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Chapter 6

Marcy’s restful silence was shattered in an instant as the door to the small greenhouse swung open and in walked Annabelle and her cohort. The woman tensed, readying herself for another nightmare. “Well, well, well,” Annabelle said. “So this is where you disappear to when you sh...

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Chapter 7

Marcy sobbed as she hunched over the broken pottery and ruined plants. Her stomach ached and nasty bruises and welts were forming where Annabelle slapped her. By now, the sun was low in the sky and it was getting hard to see. For nearly half an hour since the girls had left, Mar...

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Chapter 9

It was just before dawn when the cocoon cracked open inside the small auxiliary greenhouse at Hauser Nursery. The thick, skin-like membrane of the fluid sack began to quiver before rips and tears appeared in the surface. The viscous, jelly-like fluid within spilled out from these...

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Chapter 10

Marcy snuffed the air and let out a long, pleasured sigh. It seemed like every sense was heightened in her, especially smell. Being surrounded by so many beautiful, pure plants filled her with a sparkling sense of pleasure. The room rippled with potential. First however, Marcy n...

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Chapter 17

Marcy watched as several trickles of thick purple juices streamed from the woman’s mouth, down her neck, and onto her burgeoning chest. Watching the near animalistic fervor with which Heather devoured the fruit, Marcy could not help but feel her own loins boiling with n...

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Chapter 18

The tree barn was exactly what one would expect from its name. It was a massive barn filled to the brim with carefully wrapped saplings about three to four feet tall apiece. Stepping in, Marcy could smell the earthy air and feel the quivering auras of the untainted plant life. _...

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Chapter 19

As soon as Marcy walked in the door, she saw the pair. The man, who Marcy assumed was Heather’s fiancé, was ramming Jenny’s pussy at an almost violent pace. His eyes looked blank, as if he were under a spell. His large cock looked painfully swollen well beyond a normal hard on....

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Chapter 20

“What did you do to me, you crazy bitch?” Jenny screamed. Her blood boiled and her whole body felt like it was seizing up. Worse than the pain was the pain of the tentacles inside of her. Just when Jenny came to accept the monster growing within her, it felt like they were burn...

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Chapter 21

As Marcy cupped her newest creation’s gorgeous face and prepared for the best kiss of her life, she heard a muffled whimpered behind her. Turning to look, she saw Heather’s fiancé struggling to his feet. “Oh right,” Jenny said. “I fucked him.” “What the hell are you freaks?” Th...

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Chapter 16

“Are you okay?” The man repeated. “I’m so good,” Jenny whispered. The man cocked his head at her, clearly confused. Jenny got to her feet and took a step towards the man. “I shouldn’t,” she said. _But you know you want to. _ _You want him!_ “But my husband. Oh god,” Jenny...

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Chapter 13

Marcy stretched her arms towards the sky and relished the feeling of the early morning sun on her naked skin. She could feel little pinpricks of lights shooting into her skin and filling her with energy. “This hottie is solar powered!” Marcy said with a giggle. Despite having b...

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Chapter 13

Marcy walked outside and thought about the prospect of waiting for Annabelle’s nasty duo of lackeys to arrive and while it gave her a little pleasure to think of those girls being corrupted, the whole thing felt empty. When Marcy closed her eyes, it wasn’t Annabelle or Kendall or...