The Garden

[HumiliationInc]

When two siblings and a mutual friend decide to go off on their own during a botanical tour, they find themselves getting to know one another much more intimately, whether they want to or not. This was a story I had on RU and KB, and has a sci-fi and tentacle porn element to it. It was only time until hentai-inspired fair made its way to Ravishment Academy! There are incestual themes, body parts expanding beyond their normal limits, vine bondage, male milking , and onomatopoeias, so if any of that appeal to you, read on!


The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.

The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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"Now remember to stay on the path. Some of these plants can be very dangerous." The tour guide had the affected cheeriness tourists had come to expect at museums, historical landmarks, or, in this case, the city botanical garden. "Some of these species can be very venomous," she said, a huge smile and eyes clenched shut. The tour party began following the brick walkway that snaked through trees and giant bushes.

"I always hate the actual tours," Cameron quietly said, just barely loud enough for Dan and Jenny to hear.

"Hmm, yeah, but sometimes you get a lot of information that you wouldn't otherwise get by just wandering around," Jen said in a musing sort of way.

"I suppose, but the tour guides are always just so damn cheery."

"Always the rebel," Dan shot back with a good-natured laugh.

"God, is this how I'm going to spend my summer after last spring semester? I actually managed to pull an A in organic chem, so I guess I still have a shot at med school." Cameron brushed her short, sandy blonde hair back behind her ear. Summer in Minnesota was temperate, which informed her outfit that included a pair of dark blue jean shorts and an orange, ribbed henley.

Jenny silently smiled to herself, never one to brag. She had just finished freshman year with a 4.0 at the local community college. Always practical and conscientious, she decided to do her first two years at a local institution before transferring out of state to complete her accounting degree. Even for a day at the gardens, she was dressed conservatively but youthful, with a pale green sleeveless polo shirt tucked into her dark blue, khaki skirt that stopped the traditional four fingers above the knee.

The tour guide stopped at a tree and turned around to face the crowd. "This here is an ironwood tree, also known as Ostrya virginiana..." And like that, the guide was quickly off on a tangent regarding the finer points of deciduous trees.

"What do you think, big brother?" Jenny asked in an almost dreamy tone. She was clearly referring to the tour guide, who looked to be about Dan's age. Jenny was always trying to find the perfect girlfriend for her brother. For years, people said that Cameron and Dan would make a good couple, but they were childhood friends. Dating would have been kind of weird—not that Dan hadn't noticed Cameron's curvy build at times. But they hadn't even shared a drunken kiss during the many bonfires before each left for college. There didn't seem to be anything romantic in the making.

Dan looked at the tour guide. She was blonde and had a vibe about her that was just like every attractive but boring girl who would settle down into a domestic life after getting her M.R.S. degree at school. "She's a bit too cheery for me."

Jenny laughed, "Yeah, I agree. But you need a nice girl. Not like the last one." Jenny was referring to Kate. It wasn't so much Kate was a bad person, but she wasn't exactly marriage material. Plus, Jenny's protectiveness of her brother sometimes almost bordered on jealousy, a behavior their family seemed to purposely ignore. Dan just found it kind of annoying.

"And now if you follow me, we'll take a look at some very unique pine specimens." The guide turned to lead the party further down the path.

"Psss, guys, let's take the undirected tour." Cameron was edging toward a break-off to the left of the sidewalk where a grass path cut through a maze of hedges. Before Dan or Jenny could respond, their friend was already cutting through the foliage in a defiant trot. The look on Jenny's face clearly showed disapproval. Dan gave a half-hearted shrug. They had been in this situation many times before, where the only real choice was to follow their more tomboyish friend on whatever side adventure she deemed necessary in the moment. Besides, Dan had done well in two of his horticultural classes and was thinking of picking up a minor. Some personal research may do him well.

The path was a little overgrown but not impossible to navigate. With no fear, Cameron led the way. Dan couldn't help but compare his friend's ass to that of the tour guide. The former really had no ass to speak of. But Cameron—hers was subtle and round, perfectly packed in her shorts, and had a little bounce with every step. "Gawd, am I really checking Cameron out?" Dan thought to himself with a sense of concern. "Well, I am a guy who likes girls," he quickly discarded the thought with simple rationale.

The group walked past all types of plants, some with wild, exotic colors. "I wonder how all of these grow outside," Jenny mused aloud. "I can understand if we were in one of the greenhouses, but these look a little more fancy to be growing in the Midwest." Just as she finished her thought, the pathway narrowed with some overgrown brush. Out front, Cameron quickly navigated the obstacle. Walking side-by-side, Dan went ahead and pulled the brush away to make way for his sister. Jenny grabbed the back of her dark brown hair to prevent it from getting tangled on the branches overhead. "Thanks, big brother."

Soon, the group found themselves in a clearing next to the far wall of the grounds. In the center was a giant plant, the likes none of the three had ever seen in a book, let alone in person.

"Mmm...it smells really good," Jenny said.

Cameron looked around, seeing a number of pink and white flowers attached to the plant's giant green stalk. The two girls approached the strange vegetation, Cameron pulling out her phone to snap a few pictures. "Aren't you two glad that we decided to ditch the guided tour?" she asked, clicking the button to capture some shots for Instagram.

As Cameron and Jenny further examined the plant, Dan noticed an information plaque off to the side. Clearly there had been no effort to maintain its upkeep; many of the words seemed faded and illegible. The sweet smell in the air filling his nostrils, Dan studied the writing, able to make out some words.

"The Orgy Plant—Sexus nectare: This unique species...uses humans...to pollinate...group of mixed genders activates...sweet aphrodisiac...various tendrils...causes sexual organs...expand...climax...transfers seed...stimulates mammalian...swelling goes down in usually 2 – 3 days."

What?!" Dan thought to himself. Even without the context of the faded words, the description sounded bizarre. With his limited horticultural knowledge, he deduced that the plant must have both male and female parts. Obviously, it had some sort of symbiotic relationship with people. Dan figured people must somehow carry the seeds to germinate at other locations. He saw the parts about swelling. "Must be like poison ivy or poison oak." Maybe that's why this thing was hidden from the public—or at least that's what Dan reasoned.

"Hey, be careful. I think this thing may be poisonous," he said to the girls, barely looking up from the plaque. Dan couldn't help but notice that sweet flowery scent seemed even stronger as it continued entering his olfactory passages. Even more so, he felt a little more sensitive in the nether region. Dan adjusted his pants to keep them from chafing and kept reading. Underneath the writing, he saw a small picture depicting a circular cycle with the plant leading to an outcome of a person wearing pants, which led to an outline of a person wearing a dress. It was such an odd picture, Dan thought. It seemed to be a theoretical model of some sort. Each quarter of the circle ended in an arrow. The plant pointed to the male, which pointed to the female, which pointed back to the plant.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Jenny let out a bloodcurdling scream, snapping Dan's focus from the plaque. He saw Jenny's wrist caught in a tendril with Cameron trying to pull her free. Big brother instinct kicked in! Dan raced over to the girls.

"Just relax your arm, and it should let go," Cameron said, gritting through her teeth as she mustered the strength to pull her friend from a tenacious piece of vegetation.

"I'm trying! But it just seems to be getting tighter." Jenny's voice grew more panicked. Dan reached his fingers between Jenny's arm and the tendril, which only seemed to make the snare become more rigid, pinching his arm out of its grasp.

Concentrating on the green coil, none of them even saw the other tensile branch silently slink through the still air toward Jenny's free hand. And in a moment, the captured girl let out another scream as the second ropey vine tightened.

"Guys, please get this thing off of me!" Jenny pleaded. Dan reached up to the first vine and started pulling it back and forth, hoping to get leverage to eventually shake it loose. Then, with a slap, a vine curled itself around one of Dan's wrists.

"Ahh!" he yelled, feeling the snare tighten and begin to pull. Before he could reach over with his free hand to pull the tendril off, a second one came from behind and attached itself to the young man's other wrist. Dan dug his feet into the ground, but the vines kept pulling him away from the girls. "It's like it has a mind of its own!" Just then, Dan entertained the thought that the vines may be sentient. But he quickly discarded the notion—it was just too far fetched. The vines pulled him about three feet from his struggling sister, weighing down to pull Dan's arms to his sides.

Sensing that the situation had grown beyond her ability to help, Cameron knew she would have to fess up to someone at the garden if it meant freeing her friends. "I'll go get someone!"

"Quickly, please!" Dan said, still trying to pull from the vines.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! The park management will probably give us some shit, but I'll get you out." Cameron kicked off with a brisk jog. Unfortunately for the three, her leave for help was cut short. Before getting barely five steps, something grabbed her ankle. The girl pitched forward with momentum, almost tumbling front-first onto the ground. Before she could fall, two additional sprouts flew from somewhere behind, locking onto each wrist. They hoisted Cameron up, pulling her beside Jenny.

The girls screamed, completely strapped up by tightening vegetation. They fought against their constraints, arms held tight. They could only squirm, their chests wiggling, their hips writhing.

The sweet pollen scent was now almost unbearable in Dan's nose. It went straight to his olfactory center. He seemed to feel every fold and crease of his pants, and anytime he moved, the sensation of his jeans seemed amplified, especially across his junk.

Cameron yelled, sensing the vines bending. The tendrils around her wrists yanked her hands over her head while the ones around her ankles pulled back. Then with a grunt, Cameron fell to her knees.

"Cameron!" Jenny screamed out, seeing her friend shoved down, hands over head like a prisoner. Before catching her breath, the vines pushed down on Jenny. Suffering the same fate as her friend, she was also forced to her knees. "What's it doing to us?!" the trapped girl said, shooting a look of terror to Cameron.

Dan pulled against his binds. His best friend and sister were bound, helpless right before him, and he just felt so useless. Running different scenarios in his head as how to free them all, one thought seemed to intrude out of nowhere. He couldn't put his finger on it, but Dan knew it was ambiguously sexual. "So strange," he thought, shaking his head.

"Wha-what's happening?" the normally defiant Cameron eaked out. The tendrils around her ankles started to pull back--slowly, deliberately. Cameron felt her wide hips pitch forward before the tendrils around her wrists started to pull as well. She groaned, trying to fight against the living winch that seemed to draw her in every direction.

Ever so slightly, Cameron's back began to arch.

"Let me go!" she begged, as if the plant could understand language. More and more, Cameron strained. Her back arched, her front pushed out. Stiffness consumed the trussed up girl.

Snap! Her shoulders tightened. Snap! Her legs tightened.

Sweat poured from the girl. "Uh, it's pulling me so hard!" The bondage was uncomfortable, but not to the point of being painful. Cameron further pushed into the shape of a human C, things all around continuing become ever more constricting.

Strain! The back of her knees tightened. Strain! Her elbows tightened.

Cameron grunted, feeling the vines pull until her muscles were just at the point a gymnast may be uncomfortable. She let out distressed moans, hands pulling behind her head.

Groan! Her shapely shorts tightened. Groan! Her shapely shirt tightened.

And then with one last deliberate jerk, underneath her shapely shirt...

Groa—Ba-BOING!

...her cups...tightened.

Cameron looked down, mouth agape. The vines had pulled her arms and legs back, completely pushing her front forward. The binds and even her very own clothes were all digging into her skin. Cameron let out a sad little yelp. Her shirt felt like it was going to burst. It hugged her womanly assets, which were shoved front and center. She was now, quite simply, for all matters, just a little tit queen.

"Cameron, are you alright?!" Jenny yelled over to her friend.

"Let me go!" Cameron struggled against the leafy ropes, unable to move.

Dan pulled at his binds. He couldn't smell anything in the air but the pollen. For some reason, it didn't make his sinuses run; it just enveloped his senses, causing his vision to shake, like standing up too fast and all of the blood rushing back to the head. He looked at his helpless friend...

...his helpless friend who was trussed up with her big tits pushed out on display.

“She's so stacked,” he thought. “Wait, what?!” He shook his head. Why did just have that thought, especially at a time like this? Dan tried to rationalize it was a meaningless observation constructed to psychologically deal with the group's current peril, but things were too far gone at this point. Dan felt a quiver in the head of his cock and the familiar ache of a pre-erection. “No, this is not going to happen. I am not going to get hard for Cameron...even if she looks...if even she looks completely fuckable right now.” Dan pushed down any sexy thoughts of his childhood, even if she were being presented in front of him like a conquered concubine.

Just as he made that deal with himself, Dan felt a snug push on either side leg. With a gasp, he looked down to see two tendrils slowly rising up. Whereas the spouts holding the girls were big and almost masculine, these two were more dainty, almost feminine. They stopped at Dan's belt line. Slowly, each slipped around the silver buckle and began undoing it with human-like adroitness. With a jangle, it popped open. “What the fuck?” the young man managed to spit out. Without wasting any time, the tendrils went to work pulling the jeans button from its hole. Dan felt the tension of his waistband release. Each tendril curled itself inside his pants and pulled, busting his zipper with a loud clank. Dan felt the pulse in his cock come back. His heart was almost beating out of his chest.

With a swift pull, Dan's pants came down, falling into a denim lump around his feet. “Oh gawd, my pants have just been pulled down in front of my hot friend!” he thought to himself with the strangest mix of embarrassment and arousal. His dick visually stirred in his tight, black boxer-briefs. One of the tendrils rose back up from the pile of pants. It turned its tip and pushed itself ever so slightly into Dan's bulge. He let out a deep groan. Then, as if it were a single feminine finger, the tendril began rubbing itself up and down Dan's shaft—teasing, arousing, almost challenging him to fill his drawers with all of his manhood. “It's like this thing wants me to get hard!”

“Cameron, try to bite through the vines.” Jenny's yell pulled Dan's attention to the girls again. Turning back, confusion came over Jenny's face. “Dan...why...why are your pants off?” No sooner getting the words out of her mouth, two vines snaked around Jenny's ankles. They started to pull, the girl's legs sliding back. “No!” she screamed in tightening agony.

“Oh gawd, it's going to truss up my little sister too!” The thought buried itself into Dan's center. Just the idea of it led to further invasive thoughts. The pulsing need in his cock grew. Dan felt the head of his manhood brush the inside of his boxer-briefs. Between the pollen assaulting his senses and the tendril teasing his rod, this was a fight he couldn't win. Dan had gotten hard for many girls throughout his life, but this is the first time he would be getting hard for his sister.

Perhaps it was because he knew what was going to happen. The plant had pulled his pants down with no problem. It wouldn't be long before Cameron and Jenny were going to lose their clothes too. The thought cut down into Dan's groin and he resigned himself to the fact that both Cameron and his sister were hot, and the thought of them being reduced to the women on some smutty JAV cover thrilled him. And that was it: Dan was past the point of no return. His dick sprung up in impressive fashion, threatening to poke out of the waistband of his underwear.

“Uh...uhm,” Jenny battled against the tightening tendrils. She was weaker than Cameron, so her efforts were even more easily defeated. “Mmmm! Mmmm!” her struggles were reduced to moans.

Dan felt the pull of his waistband. The tendrils slid his drawers down as his smooth, cut dick popped out—savage need given physical representation. The idea of presenting himself in front of the girls made Dan even hornier. A third vine coiled up with a narrow pointed end. “Wha...what?” Dan's heart raced. The tentacle lowered itself toward the young man's virile cock, its end gently sliding the meatus open. Dan's watched in bewilderment as a bulge traveled down the vine, stopping at the end. “Oh gawd!” he moaned out, feeling a wet liquid pour down his urethra. It felt sticky, naughty. The bulge at the end of the vine shrank down as its contents were emptied down Dan's shaft. He could feel the substance gather at the base of his dick. Once it filled up the young man's cock, the vine floated away.

Dan was consumed with sexual need like he had never before felt. Even the hint of a breeze across his throbbing cock seemed like it would set him off. He looked up to see his sister get jerked back the binding tentacles, pulling her into the familiar C-shape. Jenny was being sexualized against her will. And it drove Dan wild. The pure taboo idea of his sister being presented triggered the mysterious nectar in his cock. All of a sudden, his balls felt excruciating heavy. The rough sound of expanding flesh filled the air. Dan let out a primal yell as his balls literally swelled, pushing against his inner legs until they were the size of grapefruits. Dan looked down, seeing his giant balls, pulled tight in his scrotum.

Dan's attention was pulled away from his king sized nads by Jenny's yelp. “What is happening?!” she said, focused on her own immediate situation and completely unaware of Dan's growing predicament. The tendrils around her ankles coiled further up her legs. Jenny's legs shook for a few moments, before they were pried apart. She looked down in horror. Her skirt was pulled tight across her thighs.

Dan's mouth fell apape. The viney tentacles were...prepping his sister, pulling her legs apart for access! The very thought of that filled her brother's head with raunchy, cum-dripping thoughts. Dan gritted his teeth, feeling wet, steamy arousal grip his junk. The membrane of his shaft expanded, its circumference thickening.

Jenny's binds pulled further. Her shirt untucked itself from her skirt. As its hem slowly slid up, baring the girl's mid rift, so did Dan's growing manhood inch itself up. Pulled up as far it could go, Jenny's polo groaned as it tightened around her bust. A button worked itself loose. Even though it didn't show anything, just sight of a button popping, caused Dan to have a massive growth spurt. His cock head surpassed his bellybutton.

The wenching binds began to push Jenny's tight little nineteen year-old tits front and center. She wasn't as big as Cameron, but what Jenny lacked in size, she made up in shape and firmness. And then Dan's dick sprouted like a flesh beanstalk at what began to happen to his little sister. The smooth silhouette of the shirt encasing her jutting jugs began to distend over visible ridges around her breasts, framing circular shapes underneath—the tops of the ridges trailing off into the imprint of straps reaching up to her shoulders. Jenny looked down, her face burning red in embarrassment. Normally a demure girl, she was bound so tight she was showing her bra lines! She felt like such a slut in that moment. The very hint of his sister's underwear caused Dan to growl in a horny rage, his dick swelling up and around in a last fit of growth. At home, Jenny used a completely different hamper, did her laundry on different days than the rest of the family. Dan hadn't the faintest idea of what Jenny wore under her tops and bottoms. But he knew he wanted his hot virgin sister bound up in her taut little underwear. Dan, giant cock pounding in anticipation, would get his wish.

A creeping ringlet drifted from around Jenny—at its end, a pulsating bulb that looked as though it were ready to explode opened along a thin seam across its radius. “What are you going to do?” the girl said, believing somehow she could reason with the plant. It floated between Jenny's legs, up underneath the skirt. The bulb pushed itself into her crotch. Jenny's eyes rolled back; she let out a defeated moan. The tentacle's end stroked her, teasing her maidenly pussy. Heat grew between Jenny's legs. With a few passes, the bulb burst open, unleashing its content of tiny spores inside the girl's skirt.

As the vine retracted, the two holding Jenny's legs coiled further up, sliding themselves under the skirt until the ends popped over the waistband. Having situated themselves between the blue khaki and flesh, each tentacle suddenly swelled, growing in circumference with a rough groaning sound. Jenny yelled out while her skirt tightened up. Either side distended over a tubular bulge. The seams creaked, individual strands of thread snapping over the pressure. And then all at once, Jenny's skirt violently busted apart.

The girl's face flushed red with pure and utter humiliation. Her bottom half was reduced to a pair of white hipster panties with a lace waistband. They were exactly the type of panties for a hot but modest nineteen year-old babe like Jenny. They were simply not for public consumption, a truth that Dan's massive cock seemed to intrinsically know.

Jenny looked down, mortified, wishing she could cover herself up. But her situation was about to become more precarious. The effects of the spores, which the girl had absorbed, began to take effect. Two sticky streams of girly wetness trickled from Jenny's panties. Then a nub throbbed underneath, growing longer with every spurt. Soon, a mound swelled around the nub. The spores had literally bloated up her pussy, complete with an excruciatingly erect and overgrown clit that filled up her undies.

The two vines that had just destroyed the Jenny skirt slipped themselves underneath her tight polo shirt. They seemed to have a mind of their own, sliding toward the middle to run up the very front of the girl's boobs. At this point, Dan's normally poised sister was just the living embodiment of an anime babe, snagged to be ravished by unrelenting tentacles. After crawling up, they pulled to either side, straining Jenny's shirt and then busting it apart, revealing her milky skin, trim body, and cinched white bra—its cups plain with the exception of a little lace trim.

Dan literally humped air, trying to give his dick some relief, any relief. Seeing his sexy sister forced into nothing but her underwear—and of course she was the type of girl to always match her bra and panties—would be enough to empty his balls right then and there. Jenny felt vulnerable, objectified. Being stripped to her underthings was humiliation enough, but to have been subjected to forced pussy growth put the girl over the edge.

“Oh gawd, Jenny!” Cameron yelled out, having just seen her friend's debasement. Sympathy turned to fear. Cameron gulped, watching a vine drift toward herself. It was tipped with its own throbbing bulb. “No! No!” She pulled at the constraining vegetation. She knew its intention: To swell up her pussy just like Jenny's precious little mound had been swollen up. The vines holding her ankles coiled through the legholes of her shorts, coming up over the waistband. They pulled tight to either side, unsnapping the button and pulling the fly apart, showing the top of Cameron's black panties.

The bulbed tendril shoved itself down Cameron's shorts, masking haste to rub itself across her pantied crotch. The girl held her eyes shut, grimacing as she tried to deny herself pleasure from the comprising situation. Even during such a horrifying scenario, her body craved sexual release—a feeling that revolted Cameron even as her nipples hardened. The bulb exploded, filling her shorts with its vaginal ballooning spores.

Cameron's shorts were pulled down, leaving her bottom half in black cotton briefs. The spores' provocative effects began. Cameron's inner thighs glistened as her own juices leaked. The front of her panties tented over her swelling clit that jutted out more and more by the second. Her mound fattened up, creating an obscene camel toe.

Dumbfounded and humiliated, her mouth hung open. Tentacles reached under her shirt, pulling it apart with little effort, no doubt helped due to the pressure it was already experiencing from being pulled so tightly over Cameron's big boobs. She huffed in embarrassed indignation, her tits bulging in a black satin full-cup bra.

Dan couldn't believe his eyes. It was almost a Betty and Veronica situation, with his chaste sister in her white underwear and his sexy friend in her black lingerie. And like Archie, deep down, he really wanted to fuck both of them.

A long, stiff vine approached each of the girls. “What now?!” Jenny cried out. These vines were appeared to be different than the ones from before. They had bulbs on their ends too, but the bulbs on these vines had a ridge underneath; their overall shape looked vaguely like glans with slits across the top. A secondary stalk was attached to each vine with a suction cup looking end. Each vine extended from a single rounded red plant structure just off to the side.

Sweat pored from Jenny as she watched the sinister looking plant approach. Two smaller tendrils wrapped themselves in the girl's panties and yanked them down in one swift motion, totally exposing her swollen sex. Jenny was a smart girl; she knew exactly what was about to happen. The bulb spewed a transparent fluid from its slit, giving itself a slick film to aid in penetration. Jenny tried—she tried to take it like a woman. But she was still very much an inexperienced girl, giving a yelp that was half pain, half pleasure. The vine penetrated the bound babe, a flower deflowering her. The suction cup structure engulfed her clit, its purpose becoming quite clear.

“No! No!” Cameron yelled out, tendrils snaking inside her as well panties before giving them a good pull down to her knees. Always one to be strong, the tables were now turned on Cameron. She was about to be ravished. The bulb coiled back and forth before striking. Being a bit more...worldly...than Jenny, Cameron's pussy put up a little less resistance. “It's...t's taking me!” Even saying the words stung. Usually being more aggressive in the bedroom, Cameron hated the thought of being the figurative bottom in this vegetized bondage scene.

Baring witness to these two girls being bound, stripped, swollen, and then their pussies dominated, Dan just had to cum. From the red plant structure, another vine sprung. This one had a long, transparent end that looked to be filled with a thick, clear nectar. It had a slit that could best be described as lips from which the sticky substance dripped. It lowered itself onto Dan, pushing down over his glans until he began penetrating it. The feeling of breaking through mixed with the sticky juices was the most sexually intense physical contact he ever had. Dan held himself back from immediately cumming—something that was probably only prevented from turning his eyes from the sexually comprising positions Cameron and Jenny were in. The structure fully enveloped his overgrown shaft. Once it reached the base of Dan's penis, the insides began expanding and contracting, gently massaging. Dan was only encouraged to begin humping with his free hips. As he thrusted, so did the vines inside Cameron and Jenny thrust.

The girls moaned out, their fat pussies swallowing the plant bulbs whole. Fluids seeped from each slit, easing penetration. The suction on each girl's clit gripped harder and harder, sexually torturing their puffed out nubs. A vine floated near Cameron's head. Seeing it out of the corner of her eye, she begged, “No! No!” Without hesitation, it shoved itself in the young woman's mouth. Any attempt to spit it out or bite it was ineffectual. Trapped, Cameron found herself fellating the plant. With a fast gagging reflex, Jenny's mouth was quickly filled as well.

Hips rocked, tits shook. Neither Cameron nor Jenny lasted long. Each girl's body succumbed to a chain reaction of squirting. But the vines were unrelenting. They just kept fucking.

Dan felt himself edging closer and closer to an orgasm. He could have easily cum the moment the sleeve went over his cock, but he held out. That decision was no longer sustainable. He felt his massive balls release their contents into his shaft. An initial spasm took his dick; it spat out a wad of creamy jizz before a hot steady stream filled the inner cavity of the stem. As soon as it filled, Dan's sperm seemed to get vacuumed straight up into the attached vine.

A spherical bulge traveled through the vine, seeming to go inside the red structure. Within moments, two bulges then left the structure and traveled down either tendril into Cameron's and Jenny's pussies. The ends of the bulbs exploded in massive wads of cum, filling each girl's respective vag. Excess spunk ran out their slits.

The vines pulled out, their giant loads totally blown. That was when the true nature of the plant became known. Heat rose in each girl's trussed up body. They tried to yell out, but their words were choked by the tendrils in their mouths. Jenny was the first to succumb to the effects. Her breasts visibly quivered. Unbelievably, they began to jut further out. Excruciating tightness overtook her chest.

“Oh gawd,” Dan thought to himself, “Her tits...they're growing!” It was one of the hottest things he had ever seen. His cock sprung back up, filling the plant cavity.

Shh-wap!

...Shh-wap! Jenny's bra straps literally snapped off.

Dan watched, humping further into the plant-sleeve. The only thing hotter than his sister was watching his sister get turned into a slut before his own eyes.

Pa-POP! Pressure busted the underwire in her bra cups.

Boob flesh spilled out. Jenny wiggled in her bounds, completely helpless as her normally sporty little tits became a pair of floppy jugs. “Hmm! Hmm!” she moaned into the vine that continued to fuck her mouth. Dan felt a huge wad growing in his balls again. He edged closer and closer, but held on as long as possible; Dan knew Cameron's tits were next, and he didn't want to lose it before she grew.

SHHHHHHHHH...Ka-POP!!!

The hooks and eyelets completely bursted from the back of Jenny's bra, slingshooting the ruined garment. Her growth was now unencumbered. She groaned and shook as her tits were slowly transformed from Bs into a pair of DDs. Each one was pale white, with pink swollen nipples. As they grew, more and more they each took on an exaggerated egg shape.

“HURRRMMMM!” Cameron groaned, pulling Dan's attention from his sister's ballooning rack. Cameron watched in horror as two nubs began to protrude underneath her bra cups. Her nipples hardened and grew. They were so, so sensitive, pushing against the inside of the brassiere. Cameron's pussy leaked in response.

The circumference of Cameron's boobs started expanding. The inflation made her look sluttier and sluttier. Dan felt himself approaching the point of no return. The refractory period after his previous climax was practically nil. He knew this load was going to be just as big and creamy.

The inner edges of Cameron's bra cups sunk down into the deepening space of growing boobage. The part of her that valued dignity loathed the thought of her chest being exposed, but the part that avoided discomfort wanted the constricting garment to break—if only to offer relief. The conflicting thoughts were so confusing. Cameron's stomach sunk as she realized what the seeming contradiction meant: She wanted to actually be humiliated! The desire interacted with the aftereffects of the spore, causing the girl's already bloated pussy to further swell, turning it into a pure mass of sopping wet lips with a big rock hard clit that matched her now-sizable nips.

Cameron's bra groaned, now looking two sizes too small. Its destruction was impending. Lycra and satin stretched, weak points slowly pulling apart. Whereas Jenny's bra shot off like a rocket, Cameron's simply busted apart, and hung by one strap over her distending mammaries. They were big and fat, tipped with sausage-sized nipples that looked almost dangerous to the touch.

It was simply too much. Dan looked at his sister, whose giant tits hung down to her stomach. Camerons' were quickly getting to that size as well. Spasms rocked Dan's massive tool. He shot a white, sticky rope into the plant sleeve and the tube carried it away only to reappear, sliding down each vine that was shoved in either girl's mouth. It spurted out the heads of the tentacles. Cheeks puffed out before warm jizz slid down throats.

And then all of the vines loosened. Cameron and Jenny slumped forward, the weight of their massive tits having lost the battle with gravity. “Uh, they're so heavy and full,” Dan's sister cried out. More green tentacles seemed to appear out of nowhere. These ones bore clear saucer-like ends.

“What now?!” Cameron eeked in defeat. Two of the approaching vines snapped forward. Its ends suctioned themselves on her overgrown tits. Two others danced in front of Jenny before attaching themselves to her jacked up melons. She let out a wanton moan. The pensile vegetation began sucking. “Oh gawd!!!” Jenny yelled, the sensation of her breasts being pulled by a vacuum overwhelming her senses.

White liquid began filling each of the tentacle ends. “We're being milked!” Cameron cried out in humiliated defeat. The two young women were being treated like literal cows. Their womanly honey was being sucked right out of them.

The latest climax starting to subside, Dan could finally clear his head. It was becoming all too clear to him. The plaque about the vegetation was starting to make sense. It was almost sinister. The orgy plant needed humans to pollinate itself. It couldn't do so on its own. Anytime a mixed-sex group was near, it would ensnare them, swell them in all of the right places, and infuse their procreative fluids with its special blend. The male would cum, his ejaculate mixing with its nectar in the red flowery structure, which then got fucked straight into any trapped females. It would then cause their boobs to swell with a mammalian cocktail the plant would extract to self-pollinate.

The vines sputtered as they sucked the last of the pollinating milk out either girl's tits. Each bulb detached, leaving the girls' boobs sore and used. Jenny and Cameron looked at each other, horrified over what had just happened to them. All of the vines retreated, their shameful work done.

Dan felt a little embarrassed now, his big, long dick in full display. Jenny slightly blushed, trying not to look at her brother's manhood. Cameron closed her legs, trying to hide the swollen pussy in between—an ineffective move. The friends couldn't speak. They had just experienced a sexually debasing experience in one another's presence.

“I told you all not to leave the path!” A stern voice broke the shameful tension. The tour guide stood, just far enough out of the orgy plant's reach, her hands on hips. “Well, looks like it made you all pretty big.” Everyone's face turned beat red. Dan tried not to look too closely at the guide. While he may have been a bit dismissive of her earlier, any thought of her now would surely swell his cock right back up.

“Alright, the swelling will go down in 2 to 3 days and you'll be back to normal,” the guide said with a sigh. “We have some robes we can send you home with.” An air of relief washed over the group.

They'd never speak of the incident, but anytime they were ever together again from that day, a certain sexual tension would hang in the air, so thick you could cut it with a knife.

[Lucius]

This story puts the flora into defloration. I'm not a fan of tentacles, yet the writing is so good I almost forget it. The idea of this flower-cum-strip-cum-sex show is original -- and magnificently realized.

[HumiliationInc]

This story puts the flora into defloration. I'm not a fan of tentacles, yet the writing is so good I almost forget it. The idea of this flower-cum-strip-cum-sex show is original -- and magnificently realized.

So glad you dig it! And yes, I knew it wouldn't be a story to everyone's tastes when I posted it, but I figured it would be fun to post up something that's a little bit off the beaten path (no pun intended).