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The Cock Becomes the Hen

For Limemas

By Draconicon

Being a surveyor on new planets always meant dealing with a certain amount of bullshit, and Percy was quite used to being the one sent to the more...'amusing' planets as some of the supervisors might have called them. The rooster knew that he was on the shit-list of a number of higher-ups since he got paid better than they did for far less actual work, and they tended to take it out on him by sending him to planets that would, in their minds, take him down a peg.

Which was why he was immediately suspicious when his pod landed, opened, and revealed quite the paradise of a planet. The rooster arched an eyebrow from behind his helmet, looking at the readouts on the pod wall.

Air breathable...hyper-oxygenated, admittedly, but breathable. No difficulty in moving around, good gravity, good sunlight, not too hot, not too cold...what's here to fuck with me?

The rooster knew that there had to be something. The last planet that they'd sent him to had melted his clothes right off his body. He'd known something was up due to the fact that they'd sent him along with a personal defense shield, allowing him to keep from melting after his protective suit had gone down, but that didn't mean that he hadn't suffered some serious humiliation from being exposed to the company cameras. He didn't know what was waiting for him out there, but he knew that it had to be something big if the company had picked this otherwise wonderful planet to send him to.

Well...no sense in sticking around here...

The rooster gathered himself up, adjusted the suit to the maximum covering it offered - half an inch of rubber thick - and then started the process of exploring. His specially-molded boots, fitted to his talon-type feet, meant that he walked a little more clumsily than some other explorers might have, but it also meant that he could grip as he walked.

With all the trees and greenery in the distance, he had a pretty good feeling that he was going to need that advantage.

Two miles from the ship, he stopped bothering to wear the helmet. He pulled it off and was immediately hit with the humidity that the suit had been protecting him from up until that point, but the fresh air was more than worth it. He breathed it in slowly, savoring the heavy oxygen content, and then let it out again.

"Well, it's pretty out here, if nothing else."

The rooster leaned against a tree, feeling the bark give slightly. The whole place had this 'soft' sort of feel to it, like it was all flexible, bending, waiting for something more firm and more sturdy to shape it. He knew that there were a lot of big moneybags back at corporate that were going to love this place once he made his report.

But what kind of fuckery is waiting for me?

Because there was going to be something. He just knew it. The rooster looked down at his wrist-mounted tablet, tapping a few icons on the screen. It was picking up some larger than average plant-life nearby, so he decided to follow the scanner and see what it was. Might as well get the stupid part of this over with.

He made it about twenty feet before he stumbled, almost literally, into one of the bigger plants. It was shaped oddly similarly to the pitcher plants back on Terra, and that in and of itself was a little concerning, particularly as it was probably about two-thirds his height. He maintained some distance, studying it.

Unlike the pitcher plants from back home, this one had all kinds of vines running out from it, almost like it had taken over this space between the four different trees at the compass points. The vines were laced with flowers, too, most of them pointing in his direction, almost like eye-spots. Very strange, he had to admit, but not quite creepy. Not just yet, not compared to the swamp monsters on the last planet he'd visited.

Percy took a step forward, carefully avoiding the nearest vines as he approached. The flowers continued to follow him.

Definitely eye-spots, then, he thought. Which means that this thing might be predatory.

Which meant that he needed to give it a wider berth. No point in giving it a chance to swallow him -

Puff.

He'd passed too close to one of the vines, and it puffed out, releasing a cloud of pollen that he didn't notice until he'd already breathed it in. Even as he sneezed, the rough holes of his beak trying to get rid of the beak-full of yellow that he'd just breathed in, it was too late. He wobbled, leaning forward, only for some of the tendrils that were all around him to start pulling in.

Nnnngh...I knew it...I just...knew it...

Even as the rooster tried to wobble forward, the thick green vines that emanated out from the central plant pulled in, almost like a contracting web. He was rolled up with them, lifted up, dragged over the top of the pitcher plant. His struggles grew ever weaker as the plant itself started pulling him higher up, more flowers puffing at him, forcing him to breathe in whatever stuff the pollen carried. Soon, he was a helpless figure, dangling down and staring forward without a care in the world.

As a matter of fact, he was giggling as other tendrils started rubbing along him. One pushed at his crotch, seeing if something was there, examining him. Another poked at his chest, and still another ground against his face. He turned his head, giggling at the vine, sticking his tongue out at it.

That might have been a bad idea, considering that it jumped down his throat. It thrust down once, almost making him gag, and then pulled back. It seemed like it wasn't the right thing for the vine.

They all stopped, however, when they found something else further down. One vine had managed to get under his tail feathers, and it was rubbing all over his rump, right against his hole. The rubber suit was good for protection, but it did have the downside that it was skintight. The pressure back there pushed the rubber up slightly, and then just a little bit in.

"Mmmph..."

His head wobbled left and right, but even if he had been of a mind to try and fight against the weird, head-spinning sensations that were driving him mad, he could feel that the flower was already doing something else. The main body of the plant opened, and much thicker tendrils than the ones that bound him rose up. One started pressing where the first vine had found his pucker, and he giggled...at first.

Then they pushed more firmly, and he gasped, the rubber forced into his ass, holding him open as the big plant forced its little gripper in further, further, and further still. The rubber suit was holding like the tip of a condom for the moment, but it wasn't made for this sort of pressure.

Yet, Percy was so high from the flower pollen that he didn't care. He just giggled mindlessly, his hips thrusting every now and then as the tentacle found his prostate, as he found himself getting stiffer and harder in the front of his suit.

"Mmmph...ah...hehehe...maybe you should...buy me a drink...first..."

What was he saying? Oh, right. Flirting with a plant. Not the weirdest thing that he'd done, but he was a lot more wasted than he thought if he was -

RIIIIP!

And then the rubber gave way. As the tentacle ripped a hole through the rubber, the rest of it pulled out of his hole, leaving a giant gap right in the middle for the tentacle to thrust into him. It went deep, pushing up so far that he half-swore that it had gone deeper than his last colonoscopy. He groaned, his head hanging down, his breath coming faster and sharper for a few seconds.

Then, it got worse.

The tentacle lodged itself deep, and something else started sliding up. At first, he thought that it was another tentacle, but no. It was something bigger, something heavier, something harder. He could feel a certain roundness to it that was all too familiar, based on another exploration trip. It was an egg, and it was -

"Nnngh..."

What should have been painful was pleasurable. He gasped softly as he felt it going into him, pushing his rim open before pulling back as his asshole resisted the intrusion. He moaned as the tentacle pulled back a little, then thrust forward again, trying to sink itself in further and bring the egg with it. It worked, to a degree. It now felt like the rooster had a knot spreading his asshole further open than ever.

"Nnnngh...mmm...mmm-hmmm-hmm..."

He was almost giggling on his pleasure-high, particularly as the tentacle kept sliding in and out, and even worse as the tendrils started playing over his body, holding him up and exploring him. Teasing at his chest, pulling at his cock, dragging at his balls through the suit. The rubber was loose, now, and some of them were sliding in and under, teasing at his shaft to keep him good and horny -

POP!

And then the first egg went in. A second followed, rammed in just behind it, forcing him to feel the lumpy-bumpy-heavy feelings in his ass as the eggs bounced off each other. He moaned, his cock getting harder, more obviously stiff and wet from the stimulation. His head rolled sideways, his moans turning to embarrassed giggles as it occurred to him that the whole of the home corporation could be watching this right now.

Oh boy...oh boy...

Percy moaned under his breath, shivering from head to toe as he felt a third bump already grinding against his ass. The rooster wanted to pull away as his cheeks turned as red as other feathers, but the tentacles of the plant kept him pinned.

The question was, how many eggs did this thing have...and how much longer was he going to last before they started pushing buttons that he couldn't take? His cock was already harder than it had been in years, and he knew that he was right on the verge of blowing his load. How much more could he take?

The End

Summary: A rooster is sent to a foreign planet to examine whether it's worth getting colonized and sold off. He finds that the native flora is quite...grabby.

Tags: M/solo, Tentacles, Rooster, Plant, Eggs, Oviposition, Pollen, Erection, Teasing, Anal, Sci-Fi,