You awaken on the floor in your bedroom. You, Daryl, and Adrienne awaken together, everyone looking at each other. Where your arms and legs are have become millions of tendrils, woven into each other, each of you is connected to the other two in a three way network. No one speaks, but the thoughts of the other two flow through your mind. Then you realize, the dream you had was real. Between the three of you are dozens of seeds of various sizes. As the prime host, your duty is to spread the knowledge and preserve the data entrusted to you. Your friends, now they are more than friends, are fellow Librarians. The word Librarian will never mean the same again, more than just a keeper of stored knowledge, but a caretaker entrusted with insuring everyone who desires can share in the information, and the transformation that comes from it. Human DNA did not meet the minimum standards of the alien race.The three of you were modified to those standards so that the knowledge would endure and prosper. The seeds you three have been creating are themselves a modification of the original seeds. Through the night the three of you shared each others orgasms from insemination to birth, the expulsion of the seeds from your womb. Slowly, each of you untangle and disconnect from each other, the pleasure of the neural link fades quickly until each of you stand, looking down at the floor between you, then up to each other. Daryl and Adrienne look identical. You glance over to the mirror and your appearance matches theirs,
"We look..." you say.
"...alike" finishes Daryl and Adrienne in unison.
"Jinx" you all say in unison, and all three of you laugh.
Each of you have well toned, muscular looking bodies, with a very masculine stature, but with feminine facial features and body curves. The large DD cup breasts and large dark red nipples appear as they belong on your bodies.
Daryl and Adrienne collect the seeds into some of your empty moving boxes. Some of the larger seeds are quite heavy, shaped like an eggplant that is yellow in color, with a shiny soft rubber-like shell. The smaller seeds have a tough brown shell with a small hole at the top. They load up the boxes and drive away, as you wave smiling, rubbing your bloated belly. You will give birth soon. The alien library has given you much knowledge, but the union of modified human and alien DNA is full of unknowns. Your best friend and his girlfriend are now much more, you are a shared being now, three parts of a great whole. This gave the ancient plant race the intellectual power to accomplish what current humans could only dream of, if they could even think of it.
You return to your bed, and relax, You reach down and turn your fingers into tiny, fibrous tendrils that enter the tip of your green stalk, and further into your womb, where they bond with your unborn child. Your awareness of being inside your own womb is a surreal experience in itself. It will be several days before the child is ready to live outside your body, but its mind is already joined with yours. The link is its own pleasure, like a low throbbing orgasm instead of a headache, a constant background pleasure. You close your eyes and focus on pleasuring your combined selves.
Daryl and Adrienne drive to the university where she is currently doing research on a food supplement. The late hour means no one is in the lab, no one to notice two shiny rubber people walking with a cart load of boxes down the hall from the main door to the lab section. The long drive has tested their sexual resolve. Once inside the lab, they join together, fusing their arms and legs together, sliding tendrils from their loins into each others penis stalk. Other tendrils massaged and kneaded the other's breasts to release the milk that had building up for hours on the ride from your cabin. The campus rubber club would be arriving at the lab soon, and they knew there would be willing hosts ready to bond and become the form that gives them the most sexual pleasure.