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Nex squinted at the sign. "Botanic Garden" really wasn't the right word for it. It used to be the "Botany Lab" but then it became so overgrown it could hardly be called a "lab" anymore. So he changed it to a "Garden", but then it got him thinking. Was it really even botany? Weird alien plants weren't really plants. Half of them were made of weird gooey stuff anyway.

These thoughts were suddenly interrupted as something gooey slapped against his thigh and stuck there. Glancing down, a long, cold, slender tendril from inside the lab - garden? - was stuck firmly to his leg.

"Uhh-"

With a yank, he hit the floor, yelping and being dragged aggressively into the garden, clawing the floor as he went. "Uhh!!!?" He shouted, as several gooey tentacles wrapped around his wrists and ankles, dragging him over the top of a squishy, gooey bulb, which pulsed and throbbed underneath him.

The tentacles themselves slipped into the bulb, pulling his wrists with them and leaving him stuck completely in place, He squirmed slightly, thrashing and swishing his tail in frustration until it, too, was grabbed and yanked down to be stuck onto the goo bed he was on.

The gooey ball beneath him continued to throb and pulse, until it seemed satisfied with his lack of mobility. The goo surged slightly, leaving him halfway submerged in the thick fluid.

"Uhh-"

His mouth was quickly stuffed with a tentacle, which flooded his mouth and kept it almost painfully wrenched open. Any muffled complaints caused the gooey gag to increase in size, so he decided that he'd keep his complaints to himself for now.

Remember the server backup. Everything's fine. Even if it melts you, you'll be fine, he thought to himself.

A new tentacle emerged, feeling over his body, leaving a slimy, mint-colored trail behind it, until it wrapped around the base of his dick and gave it a squeeze.

He gasped, and the tentacle in his mouth got a little bigger. Okay, fine, jeez. No sudden movements. Got it.

The tentacle around his dick began to swirl and tease around it, and then it lifted up high enough for him to be able to see it. He watched in wonderment as it shaped itself into a little tentacle mouth. A squishy entrance with squeezing, teasing lips.

Amazing, Nex thought to himself. It wasn't just feeling me up. It was feeling me out! Maybe it was even measuring me? He watched in eager anticipation as it slowly lowered down once more, and suckered itself around his eagerly waiting length.

He let out a long moan, or at least, he could have if the tentacle in his mouth didn't get fussy when he tried. Regardless, the cock-holder the goo-plant-thing had fashioned was incredible. It was perfect. It fit him like nothing ever had - the best penetrable toy he could conceive. It fit like a glove.

He wiggled his hips a little, and to his surprise, the plant ignored it. Stupid goo plants and their double standards. Begrudgingly, he began to hump upward into the gooey maw, and tried desperately not to moan at the incredible rush of pleasure.

The plant sucked him hard, and fit him perfectly. It was shaping and reshaping itself even still, reacting to his squirms of pleasure and training itself to create the perfect cock-milker. It was incredible. Unbelievable.

4 minutes and 31 seconds (according to Nex's count, which, being a robot, was exact) later, he came hard into the tentacle, flooding it with lubricant. The plant seemed repulsed, pulling the sucker off his dick and flicking it around, as if trying to clear the bad taste.

Nex was a little disappointed. It would have been nice to feed the thing what it wanted.

Suddenly, it sat him up, exposing his head to the air as a new tentacle began to shape in front of his head. He watched in wonder as it formed a large, gooey mask, as smaller tentacle felt over his face and measured out his dimensions.

As soon was it was done, the mask slapped wetly onto his face, suckering on and beginning to pulse and throb and flash bright colors. It was like gasoline on water, shimmering and shining and flooding his vision in a mix of uncountable rings of colors.

Thankfully, it didn't seem to be having much of an effect. The colors were nice, but they didn't affect his consciousness at all. Nex theorized that the plant was trained instead for some other life form - perhaps it evolved to be able to easily influence-

The colors shifted, and Nex's body relaxed before he could even react. It seemed the face-sucker-thing was just like the cock-milker thing. It was self-training. Self-improving.

Absolutely mind-numbingly hypnotic.

As quick as it started, however, the pretty lights stopped, and he was placed on his feet, outside the botanic garden. His eyes widened (which was a neat effect, visually).

"Hey!" He said, turning and seeing the plant's tentacles quickly slipping away and out of sight. He grumbled and kicked the doorframe. Apparently the plant didn't like his taste enough to want to keep him.

But... if that was the case...

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A few hours of R&D later, which involved a lot of droppers and a sample of the plant, and Nex had created the ultimate goo-food. Synthetically perfect to be a craving for gooey, tentacle-y plant creatures everywhere. He was all too eager to fill his system with it, and trot right back to the botany wing.

The plant reacted to his presence, sending a probing tentacle over, seeming to taste his leg, and ignore him.

"Hey, wait, look! I'm different now!" He called, chasing after the tentacle and pushing his way through the overgrowth to find that wonderful gooey bulb once more.

All it took was a drop of his excitement, his system's newly synthesized pre, and the reaction was instant. It wrapped tightly around his body, pulling him back up atop the bulb and stuffing his mouth once more. He purred in excitement, until he remembered that he wasn't allowed to make noise, and he quieted down and let the plant do its work.

The milker appeared once more, and he jolted as it wrapped tightly around his cock once more. It was even better than he remembered, pulling and sucking and squeezing his dick, eagerly trying to free more of that delicious fluid from him. He chuckled lightly, and the plant punished him by pumping up his gag some more.

Dumb alien plant. So fussy about noise for some reason. Were he trying to fight the plant, he might think of that as some kind of weakness to exploit... but fighting the plant was the last thing on his mind.

Literally. The gooey mask stuck hard onto his face again, before he could react, and the colors washed out any thinking he had been doing. In an incredible rush, the thoughts and feelings in his mind were lost in the haze of beautiful, shimmering colors. The colors became the only thing left in his mind. The only thing that mattered.

They pulsed, and he felt a rush of pleasure. A reward. For being such a good, compliant food source. Distantly, he realized he'd cum. The plant was milking it down, swallowing it, eagerly absorbing it. The perfect plant food. Some part of him was sad. That meant this experience would be over soon, if last time was any indication.

The goo around him surged once more, covering him completely. Washing over him and forming a tight seal, like a cool, gooey vac bed. It squeezed him tight, restraining him, holding him in place. The milking tentacle was still going, feeding from him. It seemed impressed with his volume, pleased at his output, and definitely satisfied with his taste.

As a result, it was covering him completely. The colors in his eyes only growing brighter as it held him in place, planning to keep him there so long as he continued to produce such wonderful food.

Nex was just lucid enough to initiate a software ejection.

Awakening in a fresh body, he peeled the little plastic cover over his eye-visor off, tossed it in the trash, and hurried to the garden.

It was always a little eerie, seeing his previous remains. But this time, it was mostly just arousing.

Through the thin goo, he could see a Nex-shaped bulge atop the plant. Squirming occasionally, a thick tube wrapped up around, and connecting to the tip of, his slightly protruding dick. Milking him for more.

Nex quietly saved that body as an alternate in his server access panel, naming it "akjdljalkjdlj" and tucking it away for... later. For now, he had a... highly censored report to write.