The roots swarm the cock tip, and you feel a piercing pain as each one attaches. You don't think any different, as your heart is still pounding, as the suspense of what will happen next consumes you.
"Submit. Submit. Submit" fills your mind.
You concentrate, and think aloud "You are the plant. I can feel you."
"Submit. Submit. Submit" continues repeatedly from the plant.
You tire of this, and concentrate, and tell the plant, "Quiet, quiet, quiet."
You are head is pounding, as you have a growing headache. You take deep breaths, and calmly think, "Quiet, quiet, quiet". Slowly your voice is the only one you sense. Soon you think of nothing, and your headache slowly goes away. You can sense the second mind in your intestine, and you begin to see, feel, and remember thoughts that are not yours. You lose track of time, and with your eyes closed, you fall asleep, but your mind remains active. As you dream, your mind works to breakdown the plant's consciousness, as if digesting it's soul to feed yours. Your dream is interrupted when Brenda nudges your shoulder with her foot.
"Wake up dear. wake up" commands the shiny goddess you lust for.
You take a deep breath and let out a long sigh as you open your eyes and smile, "You don't have to worry about the plant anymore."
Brenda looks down, "Its dead?" she asks.
You nod, "Even better, I bonded with it, and then I consumed its mind."
Brenda steps back cautiously, "That plant lies. How do I know it's really you?"
You think for a minute, "Ok, that's a good question. Because we both have the plant's memories." you pause and ponder more, "Dear, I don't know how you can know it's me. The plant could use any of my memories to fool you into thinking it is me." Slowly, you crawl up onto the couch to sit, then you turn to look at Brenda, "Hey, I got an idea. Let me implant one of the seeds into your ass and I will try to control you."
"Nice try dear. So you really destroyed it? Do you still have the plant inside you?" asks a lady who was not impressed by your last suggestion.
You try to do better and say, "No, the plant is inside me, but I control it like I do my arm. It's really stimulating. This way, if I attach the roots to your cock, we can truly share ourselves, mind to mind."
"We will see" says an unimpressed Brenda. "That thing was ready to make me a vegetable or worse, take over my body like that lady in the store."
You smile, "Ah, the lady in the store was still bonding with the plant. She felt compelled to get a anal vibrator by the plant. Another few days, and the plant would have taken over completely. The bulb has tremendous ability for memory, reasoning, and control. The plant's used my love of cock to make itself look like one."
Brenda comes over and sits down next to you, you wrap one arm around her, and then she wraps her arms around your chest. You lick her head, loving the taste, "You need to make breakfast and get to work, don't you?"
She doesn't respond, but keeps her embrace around you tight. She relaxes a little and says, "The store is closed on Sundays, that's today. I just want to be with you right now."
Slowly, you imagine the plant being absorbed into your body, and becoming a part of your bowels. Your green, red, and black latex turns a very bright shade of kelly green from neck to toe.
Brenda smiles, "I like the Kermit look. Your all green now."
You smile, "I can control the color now." You pause as you are curious about a new thought and say aloud, "You said the plant was evil, and whenever I touched it, I felt nothing." you say. "I don't know what I would have done if you were not here to help me." and you wrap your arms around Brenda as well. You imagine that your womb now has the ability to make the seeds from the plant. You begin imagine that your breath is filled with a powerful pheromone that compels a man to give you anal sex.
As Brenda enjoys the embrace with you, she smells a sweet odor. As she breathes deeply, an urge begins to grow in her mind. After a few minutes, "Let's take this to the bed, ok?" she asks.
You smile, "Sure, I need you in my ass."
Brenda scoffs, "You did that, didn't you?"
Caught, you act innocent, "Me?"
Brenda takes a deep breath and stands, "Come on, let's get your ass filled."
You follow Brenda eagerly, happy that you have a loving wife who can appreciate your special needs.