Close Encounters
While surveying an alien planet, Pita encounters some of the local plant life. It takes a particular interest in him and endows him with a research sample.
Content Warning: This story is intended for Adult readers and the following tags apply: Male, Gryphon, Hybrid, Plant, Hypnosis, Light Hypnosis, Belly Growth, Oviposition
Hey everyone, I've got a vignette ready for reading, and this one is a Patreon reward for Rioku. ^^ This one's got some sci fi flavor to it, and it's been nice to scratch that itch lately. It's even better with some kinks, so sufice to say I enjoyed writing this one. Read away, and feel free to let me know what you think~
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Close Encounters
By Victor Waite
21-05-25
A Patreon Vignette for Rioku
Pita belongs to Rioku
While surveying an alien planet, Pita encounters some of the local plant life. It takes a particular interest in him and endows him with a research sample.
Content Warning: This story is intended for Adult readers and the following tags apply: Male, Gryphon, Hybrid, Plant, Hypnosis, Light Hypnosis, Belly Growth, Oviposition
Harsh rumbles of reentry shook the pod to its core, rattling panels and vibrating fasteners. The warm glow of superheated air cooked reinforced windows and climbed higher up their frames, until the entire craft blazed with friction. It carved a glowing arc through the sky, stretching from horizon to horizon, crossing oceans and continents in its descent. The roar of its flight quieted when a bundle of parachutes bloomed behind the pod, slowing its fall enough for its jets to ease it to the ground. Clouds of dust billowed out as the small craft touched down, and once it cleared, a bevy of instruments burst from its sides. Communication links established and atmosphere samples flowed in, alerting the pod's occupant of breathable air. The gryphon let out a little sigh and lifted his helmet away, thankful to be free of its claustrophobic presence.
Pita's reprieve did not last long, however. Mission instructions buzzed into his ear the instant communications opened, overwhelming him with instructions. A text readout of his objectives scrolled across his wrist, a welcome summary of his superior's desires. In short, the gryphon was to survey the landing site and await further instructions based on his findings. His smile returned as he unlatched from his landing seat and gathered a small pack of instruments, then made his way outside. A heavy thunk sounded out when the airlock sealed in his wake, followed by a hiss when it opened to the alien world. The hybrid gryphon peeked his head out of the pod and took a breath, and when no immediate danger presented himself, ventured out.
In the clearing of the landing area, grasses of strange and fantastic colors covered the ground. The short stalks yielded to Pita's boot and softly crunched underfoot while he explored, marking his meandering path around the site. There seemed to be few, if any animals in the area, though the gryphon wasn't sure if that was a natural or if his landing simply scared everything away. He placed a set of sensors about the area just to be sure, then stepped into the planet's closest approximation of a forest. Pita hesitated to call the tall, spongy structures trees, but they seemed to fill a similar niche. Towering filigree canopies casted web-like shadows between the "trunks," which mixed with the colors and patterns of lower growing flora. Thick-petaled stalks and petals reacted to his presence as he passed, sometimes folding up in defense, others splaying wide to entice him closer.
The hybrid gryphon ignored their alien calls for the most part, only paying mind long enough to take preliminary notes. He thoughts drifted to their possible roles in the strange ecosystem, until a rustling around his feet snagged his attention. Pita's breath caught in his throat when the latticework of roots at his feet shifted and bulged, marking the path of some unknown creature. It sprang from the ground before he could react, and his eyes widened as he looked into the middle of an unusual flower. It appeared to measure him while he assessed it, until it flexed and let loose a cloud of pollen. The explorer coughed and sputtered as the fine dust coated his face, and by the time he wiped it form his eyes, his assailant retreated back into the dirt. Pita quickly looked over himself and his suit, and when his monitors revealed nothing was wrong, he sighed with relief. He admitted it would be a good idea to return to the landing pod for a more thorough examination however, and he traced his path back out of the forest.
Despite his clean bill of health, Pita couldn't shake the feeling something was amiss. His head swam and his thoughts floated while he traced his paces back, and each step came slower than the last. It wasn't long before he stopped entirely, where his gaze turned up to the sky. A wash of colors covered the evening sky, dancing between the intricate canopy and accentuating its complexity. His muscles relaxed and his beak dropped in a slack-jawed grin, and his blunted claws absently drifted to the paunch of his belly. A low, indulgent moan tumbled from his mouth as he squished that soft curve, though it tapered off when he felt something firm. A pang of confusion pierced the fog surrounding his mind, only to dissipate in another pulse of bliss. There was no denying the solid forms growing in his depths, but instead of apprehension and panic, they inspired a sense of lust and duty.
Pita's pace slowed to a crawl as compulsion gripped him, spurring him to shed his protective suit. His hands lazily drifted to its fasteners and clasps, fumbling with each one and gradually revealing his form. His teal feathers sharply contrasted with the dull gray of his suit, integrating him with the planet's pallet. His swelling belly dropped and bounced on his hips once free of the garment, and it softly jostled when he stepped out of the discarded clothing. The fluff of his feathers hid the details of his middle, though the lightest touch betrayed the growing bumps within. Nearing the size of golf balls, they slid and clacked against each other as they grew, battling for space in his increasingly tight passages. The pressure in his intimate spaces grew and waned with each shift, further clouding his thoughts with carnal need. Pita relished the growth as it spread his fingers apart, until the urge to crouch struck him.
The instant he neared the ground, a shudder of lust ran up his spine. His beak dropped in a silent groan of bliss as a concerted ripple contracted through him, imbuing the hardened spheres with purpose. His breath caught in his throat when the first neared its exit, stretching his sensitive entrance wide. Pita's legs trembled with a mixture of exertion and bliss, building climactic tension until it released with a shot of lust. The gryphon's shout of bliss echoed through the alien wood, announcing the first arrival of his clutch. A pang of parental pride bloomed in his chest as the seed wiggled and burrowed, taking root and sheltering itself. A soft groan resonated in Pita's chest when his hands returned to his middle, hardly diminished in size. His eyes glossed over and the plant's compulsion took control once again, spurring him to take a few more steps toward the pod and squat again. The gryphon had no idea how many seeds he carried in his belly, but in the back of his mind he knew he'd have more than enough to bring back to the station.
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