Things had taken a turn for the utterly surreal. Jeff was now lying naked on his bed with a firm erection being embraced by the warm ferns of a gigantic, submissive, sentient, and drippingly horny plant woman.
“You asked me before the latest change if I could read your mind, my master,” she whispered gently. “Are you still curious?”
Jeff could only nod gently as Venus snaked her powerful root-tendrils around his ankles and pulled him into position while she raised the main bulb of her body and apparent access to her new sex organs onto the bed.
“I can.” She said simply, smiling widely across her plump plantlike lips. “My senses are now so keen that I am able to feel the electrical impulses from your human body. That includes, of course, the spikes of thought from your cerebral cortex as they zap through your mind and travel down your spine. I can see them and decode them almost instantly.”
Jeff blinked in shock and with a naughty smirk he pictured an image. Venus lowered her beautiful long fly trap head and smiled deeper, knowingly.
“Yes, I’d love that.”
The tendrils on his ankles massaged for a moment, encouragingly, and released, sliding up his body and providing a comfortable railing from which Jeff sat up. He stared down at the onion-shaped bulb that housed the plant’s alien organs, heart, and reproductive centre and she flexed her vaginal lips gently, producing a trickle of her amber tinged honey.
Jeff stared up at Venus in shock, she raised her height to look down on him, and they found their lips touching in the darkness of the teen’s bedroom as the moon began to rise. She embraced him in her leafy arms, her tendrils spread out over the room, and the rich aromatic delights of the flowers and buds along her coils, roots, and trunk-like stems only increased.
Finally, the six-eyed alien broke away with a trail of spit dangling between them momentarily, and they found themselves breathing heavily in excitement, the plant woman pulsating with deep and hot anticipation.
Jeff grinned wide. Venus grinned wide upon her maw. The human gently got on his hands and knees, lowered his face... and licked up the length of the plant’s eager and swollen vaginal slit.
Venus fluttered. Her ferns rattled crisply, her tendrils tightened with audible creaks. She curved her long stem-like neck into a tight S and he heard her inhale a gust of air in shock.
Another lick, more confident than the first.
“She tastes like honey...” the giant plant creature whispered unconsciously, so bonded to her master that she was verbalizing his thoughts.
He began to lick up her fluids, of which there was no shortage. The electric prickles of pleasure he was giving her were so strong she began to whimper, ferns growing tighter, coiling inward, her long room-length tendrils pulling into spirals and strange tight angles around the room. Her physical pleasure was nothing compared to the excitement of feeling her master’s thoughts enjoy her flavour, her scent, her rich syrupy sap. She felt his intent to bring her to a well deserved orgasm. She felt his love, his careless abandon, acceptance of this whole weird situation. She even felt his own penis straining for release, the tension building, which in turn drove her own tension higher.
The poor plant pulled into herself completely. Everything tightened. Her tendril-roots grabbed hold of the bed frame with all of their strength and stressed the wood. She felt it. Her climax. Almost there. Almost there! He was so good!
And then, without warning, little master licked up onto her hot orange clitoris. Fire burned through the plant and she convulsed wildly, head shooting up towards the roof, mouth open, spiky teeth fully extended, as she lost control of her body. Each pulsation of orgasmic delight fired through her with such force that every inch of her magnificent plant body jolted. Her ferns rattled, her tendrils squeezed and creaked.
Well aware that he had achieved his goal, Jeff kept licking, startled as her slit clamped down and crushed over his tongue, locking him into place as her nectar flowed across his taste buds and began to pool on the bed sheet.
It lasted minutes. She was still cumming as she literally wilted, every strand of her plant muscle exhausted, losing control of herself completely and collapsing, rustling, as her great head sucked in air desperately on Jeff’s back.
Finally, as complete relaxation occurred, she released Jeff from her loins as she neutralized. The human pulled back, carefully sliding her giant leafy head into his lap, and watched the tears roll from all six of her dazed eyes.
“We’re evennnn.” Venus muttered, smiling wide.