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Slithering deeper into the forest Prestnos looked around a stand of tall beech trees, peering toward the centre of the woods. He was quite sure this is where the rumours said the "strangers" were seen. But so far it looked like empty woodland to him.

Muttering under his breath the navy blue and green scaled naga slithered around the tree blocking his path and started across the clearing. He had been following rumours and tales of these strange, supposedly living plants for several weeks now. It was a fascinating tale, a story that had lured the usually hermit like naga out of their own forest home to investigate.

Now though he was starting to think he'd found a dud and it had all been for nothing. The beech trees looked normal, the clearing was full of late spring wildflowers. Sighing the naga slithered forward, sliding through the grass, leaving a compacted snake trail behind him as he looked around for anything out of the ordinary.

It was only as he was crossing the centre of the clearing that everything went suddenly very odd. The air rippled, it literally rippled as if he had slithered into the middle of a heat haze and he stumbled, losing his grip on the grass, falling flat on his face with a thump. Slowly, awkwardly lifting himself up Prestnos froze as someone moved over to crouch down in front of him.

Lifting his head he gaped in surprise, it was a plant, white roots, burrowing and sliding through the earth. Attached to two legs and a humanoid torso made from some sort of thick, red material, like the stem of a plant but somewhat more flexible. They had two arms with long, delicate looking fingers and six long red vines swaying back and forth from their back, vines that ended in bulbous, green-yellow tips.

His face was a rounded, smooth muzzle but their head and shoulders were covered by a vibrant green and red mantle of leaves and a brilliant, dark red flower blooming from the top of their head. He smiled and offered one of his hands and Prestnos took it, letting this strange figure help him back up onto his coils.

Their hand was warm but also sleek, smooth, just like the stem of a flower but at the same time more vibrant, alive. The figure moved back a step and though their knees bent and flexed their roots didn't leave the ground. Their feet just slithered, burrowing through the earth but at the same time somehow leaving the grass and flowers undisturbed.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts Prestnos blinked, let his tongue taste the air then took a deep breath, "Hello there... I... I wasn't really sure you existed, you're the Kasvane right?"

The creature's solid green eyes glowed brightly and their voice when they spoke was low and deep. Prestnos noted they had no teeth, or throat. They had a tongue though, or at least a vine masquerading as a tongue but he couldn't quite work out how they were generating sound with which to speak.

"I am Rubrum, I am part of the Kasvane, our thoughts are one but we retain ourselves. Who are you? Why have you been seeking us out?"

Gathering themselves the naga smiled, he had been right, they did exist! Shifting the bulk of his body, circling his coils so he could rest atop them the naga tasted the air again. Rubrum didn't have an individual scent; there was just a taste of plants and a tingling sense of magic, deep, ancient earth magic.

"I am Prestnos, I... am all alone, I live deep in my own forest but I heard rumours about you. You are guardians, caretakers of the Forest no?"

"We assist the guardian of the Forest yes," Rubrum said, "The Mother Seed, the voice at the heart of our Hive mind speaks to the Forest and from there we reach out to other worlds, other woodlands, does your forest need help?"

"I... I want to keep guarding it but I don't want to be alone, can... if I joined you, if I let you make me Kasvane could... we still look after my home?"

Tilting his head, long cloak of leaves rustling gently Rubrum smiled, lifting up one hand to touch Prestnos' arm, "Yes, do you wish to join us?"

"More than anything," Prestnos breathed, the tension leaving him, "I want to not be alone, I wish to be Kasvane and help protect my forest and all the forests."

"Then come with me," Rubrum offered his hand to the naga, "Come and we shall see what caste the Mother and Alare pick for you."

Prestnos hesitated, but no, this was not a time for doubts! He had chosen this path; hunted, searched, tracked now he had found them he wasn't going to back away! Taking Rubrum's hand he let the living, sentient plant creature lead him on, away from what he had been and toward something new.

-0-

Prestnos lowered himself down into the large red and yellow coloured pod, letting his tail sink in first as he held himself on the edge. The petal like segments at the top were thick, their interior surfaces slick with sap and as he held himself in place the naga could feel the warm, humid heat of the interior against his scales.

"Anything I should know before I go in there all the way?" he asked, feeling a little bit nervous about this. Rubrum brushed one of his longer red fingers against the naga's cheek and smiled at him encouragingly, green eyes glowing.

"Just relax and let the pod do its thing, It'll be pleasurable for the most part, go on, they are waiting for you."

Taking one final deep breath Prestnos lowered himself in, raising his hands up above his head. His long tail was coiling down against the slick sides of the pod, circling the large pool of yellow liquid that filled the bottom. Careful to not snag his claws on the soft, spongy plant material the naga drew his hands inside and watched as with a wet, creaking plap the top of the pod closed up, plunging him into sap scented gloom.

It was a lot darker than he had been expecting, but he could still see just enough to see the strange column of thick yellow plant flesh that rose up out of the middle of the pool. It oozed with sap and rose up until it was just below the top of the pod. The whole plant seemed to shift as this pillar grew, the walls contracting, forcing Prestnos closer and closer to the middle.

As the pod contracted the thick pool of yellow sap slowly oozed its way up the side of the shrinking space, growing deeper, lapping up to cover the naga's scaled lower body.

"What... what do I... oh... oh I see...." the naga cut off as vines slithered up out of the pool. The sap was halfway up the side of his coils now and the vines gently, insistently slithered behind him and tried to prod him forward toward that column.

Moving forward Prestnos reached out, pressing his hands into the thick column of plant flesh. Sap oozed around his hands as they sank into the material. It gently gave way beneath his weight, slurping around his wrists then up to his elbows. It was warm and gooey, gently sliding over his scaled arms as he pulled his body closer, letting his torso touch the outer layer of the column of strange plant flesh.

To get this close he had to settle his coiled snake tail into the pool fully and as it sank beneath the surface he could feel the plant flesh giving way, wrapping around his body just as his stomach and torso started to sink into the spongy, squishy material. He paused just before his snout touched the weird column and swallowed heavily, tongue slithering out to taste the air, half sunk into this plant pod's peculiar core.

"So do I just stick my head in this or..." he never got to finish as a vine slithered up his spine, the end splaying out around the back of his head. Prestnos could feel the sticky, sap filled inner edges of the vine sticking to his skull, moulding around his scaled head and then it pushed him forward into the core!

It happened so quickly he barely had time to catch his breath, he got more sap in his mouth then air and found his whole body being helped into the column by the vines caressing and prodding him. For a very long minute there was just squishy, oozing plant material sliding over his face, brushing over his shoulders and then his muzzle emerged from the other side. Partially free Pestnos gasped, sucking in a lungful of the heavy air and tried to wriggle his body but he was stuck!

The spongy material was hardening, gripping his body tightly, holding him in place, forcing his arms down by his side, squeezing firmly about his shoulders, torso and solidifying about his tail. It was so very strange and Prestnos was left blinking, trying to clear his vision as sap oozed down his face in thick gooey waves. Beyond his muzzle and eyes his entire body was now firmly trapped in the weird plant. He wasn't sure what to expect next but the pod contracted further, the naga could see the walls of the pod moving closer, the plant emitting soft squeaking sounds as the pool of sap grew deeper!

It sloshed up past his waist, the column of thick, stiff matter he was now encased in no impediment to the pod's sap! It flowed through as if it wasn't there and Prestnos could feel it lapping over his body, reaching higher and higher with every passing moment.

"Wait..." he said, "I'll drown!" but even as he spoke a vine slithered down from above, a long red tube of living plant flesh. It paused just before his muzzle, then split open, mouldable opening edges shifting, adjusting, sliding up under Prestnos' muzzle, sticking to his neck and the underside of his maw.

"What... are mrrfffff," he was cut off as the upper parts of the vine stuck to his upper muzzle and then the plant matter seemed to spread sideways. It sealed his whole muzzle in a snug covering. Warm, heavy, musty air flowed out of the vine and into his lungs! It tasted good, it made him tingle, his whole body shivering as the pod continued to fill with sap!

At least he knew he wasn't going to drown as the liquid bubbled and oozed higher. It swiftly passed his head and the pod walls stopped advancing when they were only about a foot away from his body. Groaning quietly in his stiffening, gooey prison the naga tried to wriggle his body, shifting his coiled tail from side to side. He was properly held stuck and had no idea what to expect next! Somehow this sap, these vines, this whole pod was going to transform him from a reptile into plant-kind and yet he had no idea how!

The next thing he felt was something slithering up against the lower end of his body. It felt like a vine, gently but insistently spreading his cloaca wide! Prestnos groaned in pleasure into his organic mask as he was gently and firmly spread and slipped into! It had a reaction, beyond making him groan as his cock started to slip free of the vent it lived in.

Panting heavily in pleasure the snake gasped as another vine closed about the tip of his dick. It was warm and wet and rippled, gently, firmly slurping his dick deeper! It was a stimulating, exciting, pleasurable sucking motion that had him slowly getting harder and harder by the second. Of course the harder he got, the more cock the vine could squeeze and suck on which of course made him squirm and grow harder! Soon enough he was at full mast and being treated to the most peculiar blowjob he had ever been given!

Quite why the pod needed his cum he couldn't work out and it was growing harder to think coherently. The thick, humid, scented air he was breathing and the teasing was fogging up his thoughts.

Just as Prestnos gave into the pleasure and started to rock back and forth as best as he could his body started to change! Much to his surprise and mild discomfort his scales were coming off! He could literally feel the smooth, sleek, interlocking skin of tiny scales sliding off his body! It was similar in a way to shedding his skin and yet somehow so very different, invasive, an outside source was taking away his scales!

Groaning, trying to think through the fog of pleasure rippling up and down his body Prestnos gasped as his tail seemed to split in two! He could feel it peeling apart and with a cry he came, whatever they were doing to him caused jolts of overwhelming pleasure to slam up his spine and into his brain. Inch by inch his tail split apart, seemingly separating down the middle and as it did so the waves of euphoric pleasure made him buck and twitch against his bindings!

It was so hard to think, the fog was becoming thicker, he could feel his cock busily shooting his seed into the hungry vine and something was sliding out of the vine lodged in his cloaca and entering his body! It was hard and oval shaped and was being pushed deeper on a wave of sap. It felt good and with a desperate, muffled moan Prestnos fired the last of his seed and passed out, hanging unconscious in the pod's grip.

-0-

Next time the naga drifted into consciousness it was to the soft, whispering, welcome of a presence speaking to his mind. As more and more thought returned to him he became aware dimly that it had been speaking to him in his sleep for some time. Bright light stabbed into his eyes as he opened them and without thinking about it he flexed the six strong vines that now emerged from his back and used them to push himself up out of the puddle of sap he was lying in.

It took him a moment to make his arms work and he blinkingly stared up at Rubrum. The red kasvane was knelt beside him, one of his hands holding Prestnos' upper arm to steady him.

"Say that again..." he thought and felt his words travel through the weird web of interconnected people surrounding his mind and be delivered to the red plant.

"That wasn't me," Rubrum said out loud, "That was the mother seed, welcoming you, how do you feel?"

Cautiously Prestnos looked down at his body, long red fingers, sleek, smooth humanoid body made from the same flexible red plant material as Rubrum. Lifting his other arm he felt his face, pressing fingers against his new rounded muzzle.

Swaying back a bit from Rubrum's grasp the former naga looked down at his two legs. Legs that ended in thick white roots that could drink from the ground. He tried to speak out loud but the thick yellow vine that filled his mouth slipped out instead and uncoiled. New instincts caught it and he slowly pulled it back into his body.

"I feel so different, and yet at the same time my body feels right, I know just how to move, to walk, to drink to grow..." he projected mentally at his friend as he slowly clambered up to stand on his rooted feet and just enjoyed the sensation of them burrowing into the soil.

"I feel good," he looked around at the trees, the forest was in the deep grip of autumn, drifts of dead crackling leaves surrounded them on all sides. The pod was slithering closed behind him. It was entering a dormant state to recharge and regrow after converting him, he just knew somehow. The knowledge was there in his mind, as well as the soft warmth of the Mother Seed and the cheerful mental greetings of his new brethren as they sent welcoming messages.

"I am glad," Rubrum smiled, "It's been about seven months, the pod had to take a bit longer over your legs since you didn't have any but welcome, want to go see your new home?"

"More than anything," Prestnos said and eagerly followed Rubrum up into the trees! He couldn't wait to meet the others in person, to see the forest and learn his new duties as a member of the Kasvane! He was no longer alone and it felt amazing!

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