For the Love of Botany (Revisited)

Soon a beautiful pair of legs had wrapped themselves around her waist and were eagerly stroking a dripping pussy up and down Renae’s trembling spine. Renae turned her head and met the lips of her friend, eagerly darting her tongue into the hot recess of the woman's mouth. Renae loved kissing a woman; there was nothing more sensual then lightly stabbing and parrying another woman’s small tongue with her own. Renae felt her friend freeze as her pussy exploded into orgasm and her lips briefly left Renae's. Renae was sent over the edge by the feeling of the fluids pouring onto her back and she collapsed backwards, leaning her head against the large chest of her companion. She lightly teased and licked her nipples while her plant fed hungrily, sucking her pussy walls tight against its shaft in an effort to draw more juices into it.

Renae turned and looked up at the face of her lover, the Breeder who had originally captured her and turned her over to the Queen. Renae had soon learned her name was Jenny and that she had been one of the original women captured by the plants when they were still in the South American lab they came from. Jenny was the Queen’s personal assistant and with Renae’s newfound importance they spent a lot of time together. Renae heard Jenny let loose a small gasp.

“Renae, you would not believe how busy I have been. I haven't had the chance to cum in three days,” Jenny muttered in a strained voice. Renae looked slyly up into the eyes of her lover, who quickly understood their meaning. Renae slid off the bed and turned, kneeling. Jenny replaced her in her previous spot, with her legs braced against the floor and her ass barely resting on the bed. Renae leaned forward and began to lightly lick and tease Jenny’s clit, which was still hard and sticking out from its soft fleshy pocket. Renae circled it with her tongue, enjoying the sounds of Jenny's heavy breathing.

“Stop playing love. You know how much She hates it when the barracks are messy,” Jenny managed to gasp between licks. Renae finally fastened her full red lips around Jenny's slit and began to lightly suck. Renae made little humming noises whose vibrations drove Jenny to orgasm again. Renae loved the bittersweet taste of Jenny’s fluids as it entered her mouth. She swallowed quickly trying to keep any from escaping. Some did and dribbled down her chin and onto the full pale globes below. Renae gently massaged the warm fluid into her skin while she continued to accept more and more of the seemingly endless juices.

Finally Jenny toppled backwards, her upper body landing softly on the bed. Renae finished drinking the rest of the juices and then proceeded to “clean” (torture) Jenny's pussy. Jenny soon exploded into another mindless orgasm that left her drained on the bed. Renae slowly pulled away and stood over Jenny's resting form. Renae straddled Jenny’s thighs and pulled her lover's head into her chest. Jenny gently began to clean the fluids from Renae's soft skin and chest. Renae stroked her already aroused pussy over the smooth, well-muscled surface of Jenny's stomach. Soon both were on the verge of powerful orgasms when their reverie was interrupted by a beautiful ebony skinned girl, wearing only a pair of black stockings and a garter belt.

“The Queen wishes both of you to attend to her, immediately,” the gorgeous woman said haughtily. Reluctantly, Renae and Jenny relinquished their embrace and followed the woman to the Queen’s personal throne room. On the way Renae could not help but to admire the swagger of the girl’s full hips and smooth buttocks. Inside were the Queen’s family and her immediate subordinates. Renae and Jenny were instructed to put on body armour covering their chest and legs. Their heads, arms, feet, and crotches all remained bare and unprotected. The Queen travelled on a litter made from plants and decorated with broad leaves. The litter was carried on the shoulders of twelve chained men who were in turn watched by 24 massive plants. Renae had heard some stories about the men who made attempts to escape and she understood why few tried. Renae walked alongside Jenny, her own plants only several feet behind her. Renae and Jenny talked cheerily on the way; certain that the massive army of plants and Breeders surrounding them would easily overwhelm any opponents. By this time, Renae had no thoughts of loyalty to her former comrades. To her, they were the enemy, a force to be defeated and converted.

As the army drew into the forests surrounding the rebel camp, the commanders began to order their squads into the planned attack formation. Renae and Jenny were assigned to remain near the Queen and act as bodyguards if necessary. After a seemingly endless wait, the scouts returned and informed the Queen the camp had been abandoned earlier that morning and it appeared as if the rebels were moving north, deeper into the mountains and the forests. The Queen gave the order that the cavalry (women mounted on the backs of extremely large plants) begin a full pursuit, while the slower infantry moved as fast as they could to back them up. Renae and Jenny were each instructed to mount up on their largest plants and act as the Queen's emissaries. Both girls chose their plants and ordered their remaining plants to stay by the Queen’s side. Renae rode on her eight-foot tall plant, while Jenny picked her older massive fourteen-foot version.

After a full day’s pursuit, Renae, Jenny, and the cavalry overtook the fleeing rebels, who had decided to make camp for the night. Renae and Jenny gave the order that half the cavalry move off into the surrounding hills and block the only other exit between two steep walls. Renae took command of the remaining half and quickly blockaded the entrance.

She and Jenny had made the decision to attack immediately, while the element of surprise was on their side. Renae’s attachment let out a loud piercing whistle that was met by another that echoed through the canyon. Seconds later, the 200 plants and Breeders under her command were pouring into the valley. The rebels were obviously caught by surprise as some bolted from their tents devoid of clothing. (It had been one of the strictest rules for the rebels to remain clothed whenever in danger of being captured. The clothing offered more protection against the invasive tentacles and cocks of the plants, at least momentarily.) Renae watched with satisfaction as her regiment overwhelmed the almost weaponless rebels. What weapons they did have mainly consisted of firearms and knives that were useless against the long seeking vines of her plants. In a matter of minutes the battle had almost been won, with no losses for the Breeders and ninety percent of the rebels captured. The remaining ten percent had barricaded themselves around their commander in a cave. A foolish Breeder had led her plants into the caves looking for an easy capture.

A bright light had flashed momentarily before the shrieking sounds of the dying plants and woman filled the air. Moments later a breeze carried the scent of burnt flesh and acrid smoke into the open air. Renae realized that the flamethrower the commander had been rumoured to exist. “Damn it,” she thought, “there is no way I can displace them now without having to kill them.” Jenny, however, had gotten a whiff of genius when the smell of fire filled her nostrils. Soon she had made contact and the plan had been agreed upon. Several small fires were built around the entrance of the cave and a massive half-circle of plants filled the area surrounding the entrance. All began to wave their vines and leaves in unison, creating a massive thrumming sound as they whipped through the air. The black smoke of the fires was soon forced into the depths of the cave. Several minutes later four coughing, bleary-eyed women burst from the entrance in blackened uniforms of rebel officers.

Renae had them immediately stripped and restrained while she waited for the response of the remaining rebels hidden inside. After several more minutes, she sent her own plants into the cave. No more sounds echoed out its hallways until they emerged carrying seven more rebels. Renae grinned as she realized one of them was the commander, a 35-year-old beauty who had led the rebels in many attacks on the Breeders and the plants.

Renae had thought of several delicious strategies for the conversion of the rebels. Renae first called one of her own plants near and mounted its massive member. Renae giggled happily as some of her former friends gasped at the sight of her willingly accepting the huge cock into the folds of her quim. She began to lightly thrust up and down while she waited for the show to begin. Each of the rebels was soon forced to assume a spread-eagled position with their legs pulled tightly apart beneath them. The higher-ranking women would receive the largest cocks and the most painful fuckings. The younger “less important” rebels were to be fucked by large human sized members.

Renae gasped as she saw roughly one hundred plants burst open, exposing their stamens in unison. She began to thrust faster and faster on her own plant as she watched the first victim brought forward. It was a young woman around 18 years of age whom Renae had never seen in her time as a rebel. Her sloppily dressed uniform announced her to be a private named Stannison. The plant holding her first sent two vines out that encircled her breasts and began to roughly squeeze and stroke them through the thick material of her clothing. The girl began to scream and cry uselessly for help, but the only response she got was the frenzied sex acts being performed by the Breeders. The plant then moved a bud close to the helpless girl’s face and loosed a cloud of green mist. The girl started to struggle, but as she breathed in the sweet mist, she began to relax. After a few more moments, the look of fear on the girl’s face was replaced by a look of arousal and contentment. The plant ran a vine between her spread legs and began to rub the thick circumference over her crotch and against her ass crack.

The plant was driven on by the sudden wetness filling her crotch. The plant began to move its vine back and forth, eliciting small grunts from its captive. It pulled her body back and forth in a contrasting motion to that of its vine, creating additional friction between the two surfaces. Another smaller vine moved down the back of the girl’s collared shirt and slid down her back, tracing the soft contours of her flesh till it found her ass. Its movements beneath her shirt became obvious as the shirt was pulled taut against the girl’s ample chest and then was relaxed again.

The vine had slowly entered her virgin asshole and was gently rotating about an inch inside. The girl’s eyes were wide and she gasped for breath as she realized how wonderful the feeling of the vine in her ass was. By now two suckers had positioned themselves by her ankles and began to circle upwards beneath her pants. The girl began to cry out again as she felt the suckers slide up her legs, beneath the small protection her panties offered then out again and up to her now heaving chest. Each fastened onto a young pink nipple and began to gently suck it into the small gaping mouths of the vines.

A third sucker followed moved to the waistband of her pants and slid downward under her panties and fastened itself over the girl’s clit. The girl’s moans became more obviously sexual. The vine in her ass was slowly working its way deeper into the tight opening and had already pressed four inches of itself past the muscle guarding the hole’s entrance. The girl was beginning to lose contact with reality as she thrust her hips backwards on the wandering vine buried in her ass. The suckers on her nipples and clit were changing the strength with which they teased her at regular intervals, only causing the pleasurable feeling in her quim to build. The girl clenched her eyes shut as she moaned loudly, allowing her ecstasy to be expressed before all. Renae was absolutely unable to control herself as she watched the scene unfold.

She had one plant buried in her quim, another ramming its thick girth into the depths of her ass and another plunging into her mouth. Meanwhile another sucker had wandered towards the girl's camouflage pants, but with a different purpose this time. The vine began to work at the fastenings of the private's trousers and had begun to learn the purpose of the buttons. With careful movements it popped each button free of its slot until her pants hung loosely about her hips and began to slide down her legs under their own weight. Two vines assisted in pulling the pants to the girl's ankles. The cold air on her bare thighs brought her back to reality. She opened her mouth to scream but a waiting vine plunged into the hot red depths of her throat and began to slide easily in and out of her pursed lips. Her eyes were wide with terror as her shirt was unbuttoned and allowed to hang from her shoulders, so everyone in the area could see the action of the suckers on her nipples.

The girl could barely handle the embarrassment of the predicament as she realized her position. She was hung one foot above the ground, her pants pulled down around the tops of her boots, two vines running up her legs under her white cotton panties and attached to her bare breasts. To top it off the vine in her ass was lewdly pulling against the fabric of her panties as it plunged in and out of the welcoming hole, while the vine in her throat caused her to make moaning noises as she gasped for breath. Sensing the girl’s rising anxiety, the plant sent forth another cloud of mist. The girl’s embarrassment disappeared and was replaced with arousal as she looked down and saw the 9-inch cock of the plant take position beneath her spread thighs. She stared as it moved upwards slowly, pressing its thick head into the centre of her crotch right where her slit was located. She began to groan loudly through the vine in her mouth as it pushed the soft fabric of her panties deeper into the folds of her pussy. She heard the panties begin to tear as they strained under the pressure. Finally the thin straps running over her hips tore causing the panties to hang limply from the impaling member, as it pressed deeper and deeper into her slit. It forced five inches of its thickness into the hot quim before it slowly withdrew, leaving a small amount inside of her.

She threw her head back as it pressed in deeper, faster then before. She found herself trying to pound her pussy downwards on the invasive cock as pleasure flew throughout her body. The pounding in her ass was adding to the torture of her breast and the cock buried in her pussy. She finally engulfed all of the 9-inch cock into her quim as she hammered herself on the stamen. The vine in her throat withdrew, allowing all present to hear her screams for more as her hips rammed up and down on the intruder. The panties were forced almost entirely inside her and the cotton stitch was only adding to the pleasure building in her womb. Finally she could handle no more and let loose a loud scream as she came and collapsed limply onto the vines and cock of the plant.

The plant began to eagerly eat from its new Breeder’s pussy as her juices poured around its sucking member. She convulsed as another orgasm tore through her in response to this new feeling. The plant carried her limp form back into the crowd. Renae experienced her first orgasm of the night as she watched the girl’s wild-eyed look when the plant began to feed. Renae loved the sensation that filled her as her own plant began to feed off the life-giving juices of her quim. Renae opened her eyes after her orgasm subsided and glanced around the group. Almost all of the Breeders were well on their way to orgasms and many had already reached it. The scent of sex and sweat filled the air alongside the fleshy slapping of plants burying themselves in their food sources.

After several dozen more displays similar to that of Stannison, the first officer was brought forward. Renae instantly recognized the still-proud form of Bethany Wisdom. Bethany had been Renae’s squad commander. She had respected Bethany once, but now Renae saw her as only another rebel, someone to convert. Renae decided on a special punishment for her. After talking to her nearest attachés, the plan was ready to be enacted. Bethany was forced onto all fours with her head pulled back displaying her face to all. Renae gleefully sauntered forwards and watched as Bethany’s eyes widened in surprise recognition.

“I will give you a choice rebel, you will obey my every command or you will be taken by this plant, Renae turned and dramatically pointed towards one of the oldest plant present, a 21 foot tall monster with a cock over two feet in length and eight inches in diameter. Bethany gasped in horror at the monster. She suddenly realised who she was talking to.

“Renae, it is you!” she exclaimed, “What has happened to you?” “You hate the plants and the Breeders! I can’t believe that you are acting like this.” Renae was momentarily confused. Long dormant feelings started to resurface. Memories of her mother and sisters came back to her.

“Whaa…” she started. She turned to Jenny, looking for reassurance.

Jenny saw the confusion on her friend’s face. “Don’t listen to the rebel,” Jenny said, “She’s trying to confuse you. She will think the same as us once she’s converted.”

A nearby plant loosed another cloud of mist. After a few breaths, Renae felt much more relaxed. Yes, the rebel had tried to confuse her, but she had failed. The rebel must pay for this, she thought. She stared at Bethany directly. “Obey my orders, rebel,” she demanded “or I’ll throw you to the plant myself!” Bethany quickly agreed to obey Renae's orders. Renae walked towards Bethany and turned her back to her. Over her back she called, “Lick me out and I want to be pleased unbelievably by it. If you don't...”

That was all the threat that the young Hispanic officer needed. She pressed her face into the smooth white buttocks of Renae. Renae relished the feeling of Bethany’s beautiful raven coloured hair stroking against her buttocks and the small tongue that began to eagerly plunge into the puckered hole between her cheeks. Renae couldn’t help but let a little groan escape as Bethany’s obviously practiced tongue traced the edges of her dark hole and then plunged deep into her rectum. Renae pressed her thighs back against the tan skin of Bethany’s face. Renae began to groan as the small tongue drove in deeper against Renae’s flexing thighs. Renae grasped her nipples and toyed with them while she concentrated on the pleasure Bethany’s tongue brought.

Finally Renae forced herself to pull away. She couldn’t however resist running a finger in her dripping pussy, licking the juices off its tip, dipping again and offering it to Bethany. Bethany looked up at Renae and swallowed the finger deep into her mouth teasing it much in the same way she had teased Renae’s asshole. Bending her head down, she then started to lick out her former captain’s quim.

Despite the humiliation Bethany felt, she could not help but grind her hips to Renae’s expert ministrations. A moan escaped her lips as Renae doubled her efforts. Renae momentarily paused her licking to order, “Now rebel, I want you to cum hard!” Bethany was experiencing raw and delicious feelings in her pussy by now. She was close to her climax, but the order had sent her over the edge. “Yesss yessss, I can’t I can’t I mustn’t ohhhh ohhhhhh pleasssseeeee ahhhhhhhhhhh I’MMM CUMMMMMINNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!” she screamed as an unbelievable orgasm took hold of her. Renae looked up from her captive with a supreme look of triumph. But for Bethany, the pleasure was only just beginning.

The nearby plants had been attracted by Bethany’s orgasm and as Renae got up from her captive, the plants moved in to feast on Bethany’s juices. Suddenly afraid by the plants, Bethany tried to get up, only to be firmly held by the plants. A bud made its way to her face and another cloud of mist was unleashed. Bethany visibly relaxed in the grip of her plant captors and hungrily started to moan as a plant’s cock entered her quim, seeking her flowing juices. Renae watched her former captain as she moaned her way to another climax. A feeling of satisfaction came over her as she realised that she had converted her first rebel!