FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Things were calm and quiet aboard the Thunderstorm, the spaceship's machinery humming quietly as it hovered in the orbit of some jungle planet. Most of the crew was fast asleep, save for those that still had work to do. That included Mia, who was down on the planet searching for something rather specific. It took him most of a day, but he was built for long, hard work- almost literally so, the many augments and modifications to his body making him more of a robot than an avali.

Eventually he found what he was looking for, oh-so carefully putting it into a safe container and beaming himself back up to the ship. He arrived at the teleporter in the ship's cargo bay, brushing some plants off of his dirtied white feathers. He looked up to see one of his crewmates approaching, smiling at the sight as he stepped off of the teleporter pad. It was Rock, an absolute giant of an avali- though that was only five feet tall- and the one who normally took care of cargo on the ship. "Ah, there you are. I hope I wasn't keeping you up too late waiting for me to return." Mia said, handing over the glass container that held what he'd been searching for. "I'm fine. You should shower." Rock replied, looking down at him. "You're right, I got messier than I would've expected. Had to cut through a lot of foliage." He chuckled, rubbing one of his ears.

"You just bring that to Lythrum, he'll take care of the rest." He said, walking past Rock on his way to the showers, who nodded and slowly made his own way toward the botanist's lab, being as quiet as he could with his metallic limbs. He soon arrived there, stepping in and seeing the green and purple avali asleep at his desk. He sighed, walking over and setting the container down on the desk in front of the botanist, giving him a very gentle tap on the shoulder. That was enough to wake him up fortunately, and he stretched his feathery arms out as he yawned and sat up. "Mm..? Oh, thanks." He mumbled, wiping the sleep from his eyes as he looked from the container on the desk to the huge avali next to him. Rock nodded, starting to walk back out. "Don't push yourself." He grunted before stepping out of the door, letting it slide shut and leaving Lythrum on his own.

They sat more comfortably in their chair, looking at the container they were given. Inside, still resting in dirt to keep it alive and well, was a large plant pod about the size of his head that tightly wrapped itself in its own leaves, a few small roots and vines in and on the soil around it. For whatever reason, some rich fellow had requested that the crew find this plant for them, and paid a decent sum for it. Such a situation wasn't too uncommon, but it was at least for plants that he recognized the value of in one way or another. This plant was a complete mystery to him, he'd never seen it before, and even a scanner didn't recognize it. He could have poked, prodded, and pried at it, but he didn't want to risk damaging it. So he simply took it from the container it was in, carefully transporting it into one of the larger beds of dirt that were prepared in his lab. He adjusted the lights and temperature around it to be more like its native biome, giving it plenty of water before sitting back at his desk. He did have a bedroom he normally slept in, but he was so tired now that he barely even closed his eyes before he drifted off, resting his head down on his arms.

As time passed, the plant began to shift. It could sense a living being near it, much stronger than the cyborg that picked it up earlier. Not only that, but now it had much more water and nutrition than usual, quickly absorbing it and growing larger by the second. It had plenty of (artificial) sunlight too, the leaves around it unraveling to reveal the brightly coloured flower inside. The whole thing mutated as it grew, the vines especially growing much larger and slithering out, some going right toward him along the floor. He was left entirely unaware in his sleep, one of those tendrils curling around one his ankles and squeezing him. It still took him a few seconds to wake up from there, but once he looked down and saw the vine wrapped tightly around his ankle, and the now huge plant it was connected to, his eyes went wide. The vine wasn't too thick, about half an inch wide, and it was trying to pull him- not hard enough that he wouldn't be able to get away but certainly being insistent about it. Judging by the fact that he wasn't already completely bound and pinned by the vines, or being thrown around or crushed, he assumed it was safe enough. With his augments, the worst case scenario would be needing a quick visit to the doctor and being left with some aching and stinging. His curiosity alone about what it would do to him was enough to convince him, as was the case for many dangerous-looking plants he'd taken care of, but with this one in particular he was more than a little bit excited too.. at least once the initial surprise and panic settled down.

He undid his lab coat and dropped it on the floor, leaving him completely naked since that was the only thing he was wearing. His three inch long penis- which was average for an avali his height- twitched with arousal, throbbing lightly and slowly growing as he cut out a few steps and walked toward the plant, the first vine staying wrapped around his ankle. The others curved toward him as he walked by, stopping on the soft dirt right by the flower, which was as tall as him at this point. He didn't say anything, mostly because it was a plant and they couldn't exactly speak with each other, but a part of it was because he wanted to see exactly what it wanted to do without any of his influence. Not any more influence than he already exerted by walking over to it, rather.

The vine that was around his ankle slowly creeped further up, sliding more against him as it traveled up his leg. It made him shiver, but he also noticed something that he didn't before. This vine, and all of the others, were secreting a viscous, slippery, sap-like substance, and as it was rubbed into feathers and made contact with his skin, it left a warm and heavy sensation. What do you do..? He thought, wiping some up from the vine with a finger and staring at it, before giving it a taste. It wasn't the best taste, it really did just seem like sap, but sure enough there was the same warm feeling in his mouth now. It wasn't quite numbness, he could still feel everything just fine, it was more like a relaxant than a paralytic. He couldn't help but smile- if these tentacle vines were going to do what he hoped they would, then that would certainly help.

He snapped out of his thoughts when one of the vines brushed by his crotch, gasping softly and looking down to see two tentacles wrapping around his legs without fully covering them. One went between his thighs, part of it brushing up against his large balls and gliding right between his furry ass cheeks, rubbing its thick sap against his tailhole and making him shiver. To his disappointment it didn't try penetrating him, instead going further up and curling around the first few inches of his tail before stopping. The second wrapped around his torso, squeezing his chubby belly and stopping just below his chest. His breath was shaky and hot with lust, his dick throbbing hard and leaking precum onto the dirt below. It would be simple for him to just touch himself, to reach out and start jerking off, but he waited for the plant to make its move, hoping for them to do everything.

After a few seconds of those on him gently squeezing and slowly wiggling their tips against him, more started to rise up. First there were two that slithered around his hands and up his arms, smearing their wet sap onto him, squeezing his fingers together and making him lift his arms up above himself. He huffed, cheeks flushed bright red under his feathers, light tugs with his arms and legs revealing that the tendrils were surprisingly strong despite not being too harsh on him, not budging at all when he pulled or pushed. He gulped, feeling a familiar twinge of worry that always came when he lost control, but as usual it came with even greater arousal. There was no going back now. The tentacles weren't done preparing him though, even more binding him up all over. One wrapped around his upper chest, another wrapped around both arms, one squeezed around his neck- much lighter than the others, thankfully- and one more coiled around the end of his tail, lifting it up high and getting a quiet squeak out of him. Finally, one curled around his hefty sack and the base of his shaft, squeezing hard like a cockring.

He was being squeezed all over, his body trembling as he was held by the sappy vines. He started to regret not touching himself earlier, not getting any stimulation other than the vine squeezing his base, trying and failing to thrust into anything. Such a position would normally leave him aching, but the warm sap from the vines kept every inch of his body relaxed and soothed. He grunted as he was lifted right off of the ground, slow enough that he probably wouldn't have noticed it if he wasn't paying attention. He was brought right above the large flower of the unusual plant, turned forward so he faced the ground, his precum dripping onto the flower's large petals.

Come on, fuck me already..! He thought with a needy whimper, wiggling around. Before his eyes the flower opened up, blooming outward to show a rainbow of colours on its petals. On the inside there were all sorts of small, squirmy tentacles that glistened in the light. He shuddered pleasantly at the sight, but as he took another breath in there was something new. Instead of the earthy, flowery smell he'd been getting, this was something more sweet and exotic.. and all of a sudden, lust hit him like a runaway train. His cock throbbed hard, not just leaking precum but spurting out thick ropes, shaft appearing a little bit larger than normal and covered in angry veins. "Fff- f-fuuuck~!" He moaned loudly and unabashedly, not able to hold back his noises anymore as he thrashed in his binds. It felt like he hadn't cum in months, and was being edged the whole time, and had gone into heat- which wasn't untrue, though said heat was only brought on because of the plant's aphrodisiac.

It was like torture, nearly driving him mad from having to wait, the vines remaining still. He whimpered and begged for something, anything, it felt like if he went any longer without satisfying his need then he'd burst into flames, and it was only getting worse. The relaxants in the sap weren't much help, making him feel hotter and more ready for whatever would happen. The rest of the crew couldn't hear him, the plant obviously couldn't, but fortunately for him he finally felt something. His legs were spread to make way for a new vine which poked its tip directly against his sensitive tailhole, getting another noisy groan from him as he drooled from his maw. "Y-yes, pleeease..!" He pleaded with the plant, the tentacle slowly pushing into him and stretching him open, his ass so relaxed from the sap that the vine had no trouble entering him- he could hardly even clench on it, despite the overwhelming pleasure it brought. It wasn't too thick, about the same as every other vine on him, but it didn't need to be.

It slowly slithered deeper, quickly gliding by his sensitive prostate and milking more pre out of him, his needy body quivering. It only went a few inches further, about six inches total, before it stopped and instead started pulling back, the slight bumps on the vine providing a delightful texture as they dragged against his insides. Once just an inch was left it pushed back in, going just as deep as before, then pulling back, and pushing in.. it was a surprisingly gentle fuck, but he didn't mind. It was more than pleasurable enough, and he could already feel himself close to finishing. Before that time (and him) came, more planty tendrils joined the fray. A second wrapped around his member, only once like the ring, but instead of remaining still it slowly stroked his length up and down in time with the thrusts of the vine stuffing his rump. Another raised up to his face, and he invited it right into his waiting mouth. It slid in along his tongue, pushing to the back of his throat and not even making him gag thanks to the relaxants in the sap. Maybe it was because of the flower's aphrodisiacs, or maybe the sap itself changed, but unlike the somewhat bitter, earthy taste it had earlier, now it carried a light and sweet flavour- not that it didn't taste like a plant still. He closed his lips around the vine, sucking and licking on it as it slowly thrusted into his mouth at the same speed as the others, moaning against it while he was spit roasted.

It didn't take long for the pleasure to reach a peak, Lythrum moaning loudly on the vine in his mouth and clenching as hard as he could around the one stuffing his rear, his prick throbbing in the hold of the two squeezing it as he blew his load all over the flower. It was much more than he'd usually make, his productivity seemingly enhanced by the plant with his sperm splattering onto it in thick, sticky globs. When his orgasm eventually ended he didn't feel any less horny and needy, if anything the feeling was worse now. He whined, but the tentacles had just what he needed: more tentacles. Another was added to his ass and mouth respectively, stretching him further on both ends- those in his mouth curled together to make one larger appendage, while those in his ass moved separately. All of them made their way deeper though, the two in his maw going right down his throat and the two stretching his rear fucking his body even further in, going deep enough to make visible bulges in his throat and stomach.

They suddenly began thrusting back and forth and stroking him again, not as gently as the first time but not too rough. It was enough to catch him off guard, and he nearly came on the spot, practically melting in the slippery embrace of the vines all over him. He tensed slightly every time the tentacles in his rump grinded harder against his prostate, off-white precum spurting from his tip with every thrust. He didn't try sucking or licking the ones fucking his throat anymore, simply letting them quickly glide in and out while he drooled all over them, restricting his air in a delightfully pleasant way as their sap leaked right down into his belly.

He could feel different tentacles coming to his body just to lightly prod and rub all over, teasing and massaging every inch of him. One took a more direct approach, poking against one of his four fluffy ears, almost making him laugh from the ticklish feeling were it not for everything else that was happening. He felt his heart skip a beat as the vine very slowly started to push right into his ear, penetrating him in one of the most unusual ways. He wasn't a stranger to having something entering one of his ears, but it happened quite infrequently and every time it was just as overwhelming as the first. The sap made a perfect lubricant for the vine to fuck his head, not even needing to thrust like the others to raise his pleasure to new heights, only sliding more of itself into his ear at a snail's pace.

With that tentacle added, he couldn't hold back his climax any longer than the short time he'd been denying himself already. He let out a soft whimper, weakly thrusting against the tentacles as he came onto the flower again, even more intensely than the first time but making much less, having emptied most of what he had during the first orgasm. Regardless, the vines continued to milk him while he came, almost overstimulating him with pleasure, not stopping or slowing until not a single drop of cum was left and his dick was left sore. The plant eventually went still after it was certain that he had absolutely nothing more to give, while he was trembling and whining, his face hot.

They slowly pulled out of him, including the one in his ear, even the one stroking his dick letting go, though the ones holding him up remained still and firm. His holes were left dripping with the clear sap, his ass gaped slightly and unable to tighten back up due to his body being forcefully relaxed. He wasn't able to speak either, panting heavily with his tongue flopped out of his mouth, tiredly looking down at the bright flower that was splattered with his cum. More tentacles began to rise up from the center of the flower, rather than the outside like the vines. These ones were thick and soft-looking, coloured bright pink instead of dark green, and instead of pointed tips these ones were blunt with puffy holes.

His eyes followed one that raised right to his face, the end opening wide to reveal several smaller, pencil-thin tentacles on the inside, each wriggling and squirming around. Another cloud of an even more potent aphrodisiac was released directly into his face, and without even being touched he was thrown into another orgasm, almost biting his tongue as he clenched his teeth and his cock throbbed, not having anything left to pump out. The open tentacle moved forward, gently suctioning over his entire muzzle and stopping right before his eyes, the smaller tendrils inside squirming and sliding against him, covered in a much slimier and thinner substance than the vines. He moaned into it, having no choice but to keep inhaling more and more of the aphrodisiacal fumes coming out of the plant that prolonged his dry orgasm.

More of those sucker tentacles latched onto him, each one making him shiver. Another latched itself over his tailhole between his cheeks, one took in his cock and balls together, and two more went over his ears with a pair in each. He didn't even care what the plant did to him at this point as long as it felt good, and that certainly wasn't going to be an issue. The smaller tentacles made their move, swiftly penetrating him everywhere. Not just his mouth and ass, but also his ears, his urethra, and even his nose. Different amounts were forced into each entrance, his tailhole and throat being stretched with what must've been dozens of them, his four ears receiving about five each, his urethra having three shoved in, and each of his nostrils being fortunate enough to have only one. The numbers didn't make much of a difference to him though, it was only more mind-numbing pleasure that melted his thoughts away.

The slime on these smaller tentacles seemed to have a different effect than the vines, making things more sensitive wherever it touched- and with those many squirmy tendrils going so deep inside him, that slime was rubbed into every little nook and cranny in all of his most vulnerable areas. He could feel them slithering deeper and deeper, the tentacles in his shaft slipping right through his prostate and stimulating it from both sides with those in his rear, soon penetrating directly into his bladder. The tentacles that invaded his nose went deep enough to join the tentacles in his throat that came from his mouth, and then ending in his stomach. The ones in his ass twisted and turned in his intestines, almost far enough to enter his stomach from the other side. Finally, the tentacles that entered through his ears were tampering with his mind, though indirectly since they were basically just squirming around in his head and randomly rubbing their slime onto things, further breaking his mind and preparing him for what was to come.

The tentacles all stopped moving once they went as deep as they wanted to, the large flower shifting slightly before he was welcomed with a new, exotically overwhelming feeling. Every single one of the tendrils in him had started to fill with little bulges, starting from their bases and traveling down their lengths, stimulating him like extra kinky anal beads.. though the majority weren't even in his anus. Soon enough those bumps started to reach the tips of the tentacles, and small, round, egg-like seeds started to spill into him, each one coming with a little bit of slime. It hardly took a second for there to be a hundred inside him, beginning to stretch and swell his stomach and bladder and filling his head.

He could feel each individual egg sliding and popping into him, constantly overstimulating him as the plant slowly turned him into its incubator, countless seeds filling him up. His orgasm didn't end, there wasn't any chance for it to stop with the ceaseless stimulation, but even with how oversensitive he was now the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort. His stomach grew larger, the bulges caused by the tentacles rounding out and disappearing under the mass of the eggs, making him look pregnant- technically speaking he was, though not with any sort of normal offspring. The vines that were wrapped around his lower torso spread apart, giving his belly more room to grow and some of the tentacles tenderly caressing his gravid body.

Eventually he was reaching capacity, the eggs coming slower to make sure that he held as much as physically possible, until coming to a stop. The suckers pulled off of him, pulling their tentacles out until there was just enough to keep him plugged. A new set of clear tentacles rose to his body, not directly touching him but instead gushing a clear fluid all over his holes as the tentacles pulled out, not a single egg escaping as sap and slime dripped from all over his body. The new fluid stuck to him, effectively gluing his ears, nose, mouth, urethra, and ass shut to make sure the eggs would stay inside him until they were ready to be hatched.

The vines lowered him to the ground, gently setting him down on the soft dirt as he shuddered, his orgasms still not ending. The vines all retracted, the flower wrapping itself up again yet remaining just as large. He couldn't breathe so he couldn't inhale any more aphrodisiacs, but plenty of it had already been absorbed into his body- he didn't have to worry about suffocating either, at least not for quite a while, since he had an augment that'd let him go for hours without a single breath. He wasn't going to be moving anytime soon though, his body completely exhausted and his mind broken, not a single thought going through his seed-filled head.

A few minutes passed before the door to Lythrum's lab slid open, and in stepped another crewmate- it was Crocuta, the ship's medic, wearing their usual sleeveless, white coat. "Hey Lyth, have y-" They stopped short as they saw him lying on his belly on the soil in the plant's containment, surrounded by a pool of fluids, completely naked and shuddering and whimpering. "O-oh no. Oh no no no no-" They started to panic as they rushed over, stopping next to him. Their panic settled a touch as they couldn't see any injuries, and some of the sickly-sweet aphrodisiac started to reach them, quickly causing their body to warm up and turning them on. They didn't let it distract them though, kneeling down and very carefully rolling him over onto his back.. and then it all made sense. They could see the sticky fluid sealing all of his holes shut, his dick still throbbing hard with visible bulges from the seeds trying to get out of it, his eyes half open but distant and glazed over. Of course, there was also his belly, filled with enough eggs that it looked like he was about to give birth, with a slightly smaller bulge near the bottom from his bladder.

They let out a long sigh, doing a quick scan of his body and seeing what was really going on. "A-asshole, you made me worried.." They huffed. Even if he wasn't necessarily in grave danger, the results wouldn't be great if he was simply left like this. After quickly fetching a gurney they lifted him onto it, careful not to move him around too much, pushing him toward the medbay. They didn't get nearly the same strength of the aphrodisiacs as he did, only a sort of residual scent left behind on him, but it was more than enough to make them blush while they became hornier and hornier, their pussy getting wetter as they became more aroused. It didn't help that just seeing him broken like this was enough to make them hot and bothered, but health and safety took top priority.

They brought him into the medbay, lifting him into what was basically a gynecological chair with his tail pushed aside and putting straps on his arms and legs for his own sake. After putting on a mask, preparing a solvent for the plant's glue, and setting a large bucket on the floor underneath him, they stood next to him and got to work. Fortunately the glue was only on the outside, so it was easy for them to just pull it off after applying the solvent, starting with his nose and mouth. Immediately a few eggs spilled out with a gush of slime, sticking in his feathers or tumbling onto the floor, but most of them settled in his stomach.

Next was the glue on his ears, a bit of slime but no eggs coming out. That'd provide a bit of trouble, but nothing they couldn't handle. They took the glue off of his urethra, a bit embarrassed since his cock was still pulsing so hard the entire time, but this time the result was a bit messier than they expected. Earlier he ran out of cum and was left empty, now there was no shortage of substance to pump out. He grunted quietly as a small geyser of seeds and slime burst forth from his tip, the initial pressure carrying the first shot right over his chest and head, splattering all over himself and the chair. They squeaked in surprise, watching him cum out more eggs all over himself before they snapped out of it and quickly grabbed an extra-stretchy condom from their coat, swiftly rolling it down his cock so the mess was contained. They were almost jealous, from what they could tell he was going through unimaginable pleasure right now, pleasure that he simply couldn't keep up with until the aphrodisiacs would wear off.

They knew there was something messier left though, moving between his legs (and adjusting the bucket) before opening the floodgates. Right away a deluge of seeds and slime began to pour out of his tired hole, splattering loudly in the bucket and the floor around it. Dozens came out by the second, and with them lightly pushing a hand on the top of his deflating belly, that number became even higher. "Can't believe you're this full.." They mumbled, hundreds of eggs in the bucket all dripping with the plant's slime, most of it still coming out of him. He wasn't pushing at all, only huffing and moaning as gravity and pressure did all of the work, seed after seed after seed spilling out of him.

The flow eventually came to a stop, a few more seeds tumbling out but the pressure all gone and his stomach now flat, even his bladder mostly empty but some of the mess still pumping into the overfilled condom. The easy part was taken care of, now things were going to get a bit more 'intimate'. Lots of seeds were still inside him, unable to be pushed or squeezed or, meaning they'd need to reach right into him to get them all out. Their arms would be a perfect tool for that, their feathery forms fully replaced by a translucent, gelatinous substance that they could feel, fully control and manipulate for whatever was needed- most of the time that was just normal hands and arms. For this task, something else was required.

They brought a hand to his gaped tailhole, changing shape into a slim tendril before slowly and gently sliding it into him, going deeper and deeper. They picked up any slime and seeds on the way, drawing them into the gooey mass of their arm and back out of him. They could feel him tense and hear his moans as their arm twisted and turned inside him, but they continued on. As lewd and embarrassing as it was for them, it was obviously way more preferable than something like having to take poison from someone's blood.

They went even deeper into him than the plants did, making their way through his intestines and right into his stomach, not leaving any seeds behind, and going even further up. "J-just bare with me.." They mumbled, and soon enough the tips of their arm-turned-tentacle poked out of his mouth and nostrils, fully impaling him on the shifting appendage. They then slowly pulled it all the way back, not a single drop of sap or a single seed left there, all suspended in their gooey arm, which they dumped the contents of into the bucket with the rest before returning their arm to its normal shape. Having that done they breathed a sigh of relief, but there was more to do. They stood up, walking to his other side and gently brushing his ears with a hand. Really didn't hold back on him, huh..? They thought, wondering what that must've felt like.

They stood behind him, putting their hands over his ears with two for each, forming small tentacles to sink into each ear. There were more seeds in his head than they expected, but they made quick work of taking every last one out with the slime around them, and he even squirmed a bit as his head was cleared. They put those eggs with the rest, turning toward him again. There was only one last place to take care of before he'd be able to recover on his own. With one hand they squeezed his shaft near the base, feeling how much it was throbbing, and with the other they pulled the watermelon-sized condom off, looking at the numerous eggs inside, before dropping that in the bucket. They couldn't help but stare at his prick for a few seconds, so warm and hard in their grasp, the entire length glistening with the plant's slime, practically begging to have someone's lips on it.. they shook their head, pushing that thought out of their mind.

They instead brought their other hand to his tip, changing a single finger into a very thin tentacle and slipping it deep into him, going right to his bladder. They began drawing the seeds out one at a time, not wanting to risk overstretching him, until not one was left and he was fully cleansed of the seeds and slime, even if the effects lingered and continued to send him orgasm after orgasm even after Crocuta pulled out and let go of him.

They were in the middle of cleaning up his outside, both the eggs and slime that he came out and the dirt he was laying in, before he grunted and shifted. "M-mmmghh.." He groaned, lightly pulling at his restraints as he started to come to. They immediately stood up straight and rushed to his side. "L-Lythrum are you ok?!" They asked in a worried tone. "I'm fine, j-just- haahfffuuck..!" He gasped and moaned, weakly arching his back and curling his toes as pleasure surged through him. "Just g-gotta adjust." He groaned, resting back down and quivering while his cock kept throbbing.

"A-alright, well, uh, what the hell happened?" They asked, keeping their hands off of him. If he was really so sensitive, then not touching him was probably a good idea. "Y-you know that client who asked for some weird plant, and paid a ton for it? I guess I found out why." He chuckled weakly, words trailing off into another quiet moan. "I can see that, and uh.. I've been getting some of those aphrodisiacs from you this whole time." They huffed with a big blush, looking away from his crotch, and he mumbled a little 'sorry' in response. "H-how do you feel, anyways?" They asked. After struggling to think of a proper answer for a few seconds, he finally managed to get the words out. "I-I've been cumming the whole time, it doesn't really hurt but it just won't stoooooppp.." He groaned, squirming in his binds.

"Uh, here." They undid the straps on him, gently holding one of his hands while he squeezed them tight. "T-thanks, can you help me onto a bed? I think I'll be staying here until the aphrodisiac wears off, but I can't really feel my legs.." He said, and they gave him a nod. They slowly and carefully lifted him up in their arms, even that touching and movement making him moan despite his efforts to stay quiet, bringing him to one of the medbay's beds and laying him on top. "T-thanks." He grunted and shifted around, trying to get comfortable on the soft bed.

"You'll be fine, you're not in any danger anymore and it'll wear off entirely overnight." They paused, looking down at him. "Do you want me to stay with you until then? You know Rosa wouldn't mind." They asked quietly. "..S-sure, I'd like that." He replied, and he watched as they stepped back to unbutton their coat and take it off, then their shirt and shorts that were underneath, leaving them entirely naked with the metal bases that supported their gelatinous arms exposed, their wet slit dripping with arousal.

They stood by the side of the bed, putting a hand next to him. "Are you sure you want me to lay with you? I don't want to overstimulate you." They asked. "Yeah, g-go for it. We both know you're horny as hell too, man." He chuckled, helping them climb onto the bed with him and shuddering as they laid right on top, giving each other gentle hugs while Lythrum continued to tremble. "F-fuck, you're so warm.." He mumbled, staring up into their eyes. They huffed, looking back down at him as their bodies pressed together, soft feathers pressing against soft feathers. The position and minor height difference led to the botanist's hard cock sliding between the medic's thick thighs, rubbing against their cunt and making both of them moan together.

No more words were shared, his hands going to their cheeks and pulling them into a passionate, heated kiss, to which they eagerly returned the favour. Some of the aphrodisiacs remained with him even if they cleared the seeds and slime out, and the effects started to hit them hard. They moaned against him as a shiver went down their spine, their powerful lust turning into full-blown heat, making them even wetter as their pussy juice dripped onto his crotch. It wasn't nearly as powerful as he first received it, lacking the sensitivity that was making him climax without end, but heat was heat and they needed to relieve it.

They shifted, bringing their legs up some so they could raise their hips, positioning themselves just right to poke his tip against their slit. His hands went from their cheeks to their lower back, giving them a hug and encouraging them to go down. They didn't pull away from the kiss, still embracing him tight as they lowered down and took his shaft into their needy cunt. They didn't stop until they'd taken every last inch, squeezing hard around his cock as their fluids soaked the feathers around both their crotch and his own. It felt absolutely amazing to be stuffed by him, feeling his dick throb hard while they clenched, not lifting back up and instead rocking their hips, slowly grinding against him and making the bed squeak.

Crocuta could feel they were close already, having been slowly breathing in the aphrodisiacs for quite a while already and only getting more as they kept kissing him, while his orgasm continued and he softly thrusted with their rocking. While the plants may have stimulated him more, this was far more pleasurable- partly because the feeling of someone's tight and wet pussy squeezing on his dick was already blissful enough, and partly because he could actually stay conscious to enjoy this. Not to mention the intimacy of it all that any kind of plant would never be able to come close to, the two of them holding each other tight while they gasped and moaned through their kissing.

Before long they reached the edge and went right over, squeezing him extra tight- both with their arms and their pussy- as they came hard, their fluids gushing against him and soaking his and their thighs, their cunt clenching hard and trying to milk out cum that he didn't have. Once they eventually stopped cumming they pulled up from the kiss, a thick string of saliva hanging from their tongue to his lips, their steamy breath in the air. "Wow, t-that was.. mmffh.." They sighed, looking into his eyes as he panted. "Yeah, it was..~" He huffed as they rested down again, their head next to his over his shoulder.

"I think Rosa will be jealous that she wasn't here to join in." He said, closing his eyes while he held the other avali against him. "I'll make it up to her, but I think she'll leave me pretty sore.." They giggled quietly, starting to fall asleep with him. "..Do you think it's safe for me to leave the seeds in the bucket?" They asked, thinking about the bucket full of the plant's eggs and slime that was just a few metres away. "Probably. I doubt they'll do anything for a while, if at all, since that thing needed me to even lay them." He replied, a little shiver going through his body as he thought about it. Even though he was still cumming, it wasn't as powerful as before, and at this point he was acclimated enough that it was easy enough to relax with. "Think we could save some of the seeds and grow another..?" They trailed off into a long yawn. "Absolutely..~" He mumbled in response, dozing off with them. Tomorrow the plant would be delivered, but that was tomorrow. For now, they joined the rest of the crew in their sleep.