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Unexpected Harvest Co-written by Leo_Todrius and Denmay

The air was still, stale and cold. It had been undisturbed for many months, captured between bulkheads, a remnant of slow travel speeds between distant stars... Much of the ship had laid dormant during the traverse, but now the Apex was awakening. Teams had brought back samples from their newest exploration... more samples than the explorers cared to catalogue and the dubious task fell to the lower ship hands. The dark, quiet hallway flickered with life as recessed lighting snapped on one panel at a time, lighting the floor from knee level. The door at one end lumbered open before a figure moved through. Jace had a practiced hand, having spent almost six years in space. He had been sixteen when he signed up. He grabbed the hand holds and pulled himself along, shaggy brown hair framing his unkempt face. Stubble dotted his cheeks and a soft wispy mustache arched over his upper lip. Brown eyes gazed ahead passively, his khaki tan uniform billowing around him as the next door slid open.

"Most newbies get sick moving between gravity blocks the first few times... Weight, weightlessness, weight... It's like sea sickness on Earth." Jace warned. Brock's face was down making his shaggy hair wave about his face. He tried to clean his face a little more. He was new to the job and found himself a little overwhelmed with such a ship like this. He never thought a position like this would be considered grunt work. But with this gravity-shift, he could see why.

"Unff, sorry, yeah I'm probably holding you back" he meakly said, but unlike other newbies on the job, he didn't quit the second he started to feel it all. Slowed down, but at least he kept on. He was wearing the same uniform as Jace as per regulations, "So what exactly are we shifting here? I don't know enough about it yet.."

"We've got to check containment on some cargo crates they sent up, stack them better, catalogue any broken samples." Jace said, changing position as he approached a yellow and black striped line. As he crossed the threshold his feet were pulled to the ground and he began walking normally. Power was much easier to regulate when unused portions of the ship were left without gravity. Brock looked forward to that other part of the ship. He took a 'leap of faith' for lack of a better term to the other half of the ship. Not as elegant a landing as Jace though as soon as he approached the ground he was curled up in a heap, very slowly approaching his feet and taking a deep breath.

"hooff, I'm good, I swear." His shaggy hair fell passed his eyes and he shook it away awkwardly. He followed Jace and looked around the ship being the first time he'd seen this part. This was like a dream to him; his work and schooling on the moonbase seemed so boring to him. "I could get used to that, I'm sure of it..."

"Just takes practice. Most of this job is a drag, just trying to find ways to pass the time between stars... Making friends helps. Jace said, approaching the cargo bay. He came to a stop, reaching up to the panel. He entered his security code before pulling the manual release. The door hissed before it started lumbering open... and what greeted them was far from ordinary. Massive crates bigger than transport shuttles were stacked three, four high. Huge cylinders of liquids, glass pods full of plants... but something was wrong, very wrong. As the doors opened, tiny white balls of fluff drifted out... Many more had filled the cargo bay like snow, and tendrils of turquoise vines spiraled up the crates, using them to get toward the light sources above.

The hissing noise made Brock wince a bit as he wasn't expecting it to be so loud. He figured another thing for him to get used to. What he really wasn't ready for though was the sudden sight of the vines climbing the crates - twined and weaving in and out of their holes. He wasn't quite sure if this was part of the job but attempted to play it off.

"So uh... we have to cut these vines first, I take it?" What also hit the two was the sudden scent of the plants' pollen - unlike either of them had ever sensed before. Jace groaned, shaking his head as he moved in, his boots kicking up more of the spores.

"Those bastards breached containment... Leave it to us to clean up the mess." He groaned, "There were no dangerous results on the scan... Protocol would tell you to quarantine but that takes weeks to clean up. Usually we just do a slash and burn, try and clear it out." Jace explained, brushing his hair away from his ear, rubbing at his sideburn, "You want to take starboard and I'll take port?" he asked.

"I guess I could do that then. But look at all of these vines. Do I need an axe or something?" He did feel a little timid about going in, but seeing Jace walk in made him feel a little more confident. The aroma of those plants seemed to fill and spread into them as they walked through. It had an odd sweet, yet pointy pungent trait, quite alien in fact.

"We've got harmonic blades over here." Jace said, moving off to a case. He tugged the vines off from the covers and opened it up, pulling out two pearlescent machete length blades, offering one to his partner. The scents in the bay seemed to change from moment to moment, becoming more musky and sweet oddly at the same time. He looked around and followed Jace flinching a bit when he saw them pull the plants off.

"We can even touch them ourselves?" The changing scents made him flinch again quickly snapping his head up to look around. "I thought I just heard something... can these plants uh.... move?" He took the blade, almost defensively. He didn't have the heart to tell his partner that he had never used such a tool.

"Shouldn't be able to, we took motion readings on the whole forest... Probably can grow pretty fast though." Jace stopped, looking at his partner, "Unless you want to start at one end and work across together?" he offered.

"Well," he said trying to pass it off that he was still confident, and perhaps flatter his partner, "Maybe you could show me the ropes. I can see you've done this before or at least something like it." What he was trying to hide though was the fact that that sweet, musky smell was making him gently sweat; he didn't know why but it seemed to sooth and ease him in a weird way. Jace too showed signs of sweating, the khaki pits of his shirt growing darker, more seeping out his chest. Beads marked his brow, but it only added to the musk of the room. Jace smirked, reaching out to pat Brock on the shoulder.

"Alright, the handle is pressure sensitive. Hold it naturally, the blade will start to vibrate. It'll make it easier to cut. Let go, or if it jumps, it'll stop immediately and won't cut you." Jace explained. He began walking across to the far side of the bay, leading brock. Brock felt something hot land on his hand, a drop of aloe from a vine above. Brock's eyes went wide and his voice totally silent as he heard Jace explain. The hand on his back no doubt could feel the sweat growing underneath his uniform, but that didn't seem to bother Jace at all.

"Alright, thanks." Brock said. The sudden drop made him snap and look up. His face was flushed in both heat and a growing excitement in him. He looked up at the plant, then back at his hand bringing it to his nose to sniff. It was sweet, and the aloe was soothing, almost delicious. He couldn't help but give in to the urge and give it a little taste-test... and then licked it off of his hand before returning to work.

The liquid was like ambrosia, the embodiment of perfection. Savory, sweet, thick and slick. It gave Brock a rush, almost like an energy drink. The after taste even had a bit of a zip to it, a charge. Soon Brock's nipples were erect, pushing against his sweat soaked shirt. Blood was pooling into his manhood as well. Jace seemed to be unaware of it all. He reached the far end of the bay and turned on his blade, showing the position of his hands to his partner, giving Brock a good natured smile.

Brock trembled as he felt his body under his clothes become more excited, almost feral in his instincts as his muscles flexed. His toes curled under his shoes. HIs hands clenched to the blade's handle as his very red face turned to his partner. His shaggy hair was getting wet with his musky sweat. He was sure for a moment he even got a whiff of the musk from his growing groin. As he turned to Jace, a gentle brance loosly fell and dangled in front of Jace. Strangely, the vine was quite warm and heavy rather than stiff and cool.

"I uh, think I have...it" He said, bending over and raising his left leg to hide his growing erection in embarrassment. Jace nodded and activated his blade, getting to cutting. The one thing he had forgotten to warn Brock about was the vibration. The low intensity shaking moved through his body, feeling as if it settled in Jace's nipples and groin. He suppressed a moan, growing hard... but his eyes drifted to Brock. His shaggy hair covering his eyes at times, his svelt body, sweat soaked skin. Jace wanted to fuck him before he even knew who was doing it. He was adorable. Jace cleared his throat, getting back to the task at hand. He started cutting through vines, releasing a thick spray of aloe. The liquid fell across Brock, soaking through his shirt and into his hair.

As that liquid poured over his body, it matted his shirt and pants down heavily revealing the shapes of his body underneath - showing his perked nipples and even showing that his groin was now pushing up against his pants. He quickly turned away, but more ooze revealed his shapely ass crack. The very scent almost made Jace want to masturbate then and there.

"Ungg" Brock let out a moan he couldn't control, and asked, "y-you smell that too, right?"

"God this stuff is great..." Jace muttered, cutting through the vine, getting showered in the aloe, "We should make a cologne of it." He grunted. If anything, it almost seemed as if Jace's hair was longer and wilder, starting to match Brock's... and something else matched, a raging erection in the front of his pants. The goo clung to every hair of brock's arm, coating him like sunscreen. His clothes seemed almost transparent with the falling goo. Spores stuck into the goo and soon dissolved.

"mffm, g-good Idea... it's wild." As he spoke through a voice that strangely seemed deeper, the goo infused his body and seemed to set off his testosterone. He felt a stiffening and a tingle in his face. When he reached up to grab it, he could feel that tiny, dirty blonde and tan hairs were sprouting from his face, gently prickling out as his hormones continued to go absolutely wild! Jace would soon find himself so sweaty and covered in the substance that his clothing would be far too much of a burden.

Jace turned off his blade long enough to shuck his shirt, his muscles glistening in clear liquid and sweat. Musk escaped his fuzzy pits, his pants barely able to contain him. Jace's sideburns were soon wild beneath his hair, thick and untamed. Jace picked up his blade again, his eyes spotting a pod on one of the vines. His eyes widened in glee as he ran at it, swinging his blade. The pod popped, spraying them both with thick globs of extra potent aloe. As the goo hit Brock, the slime across him started to grow thicker. Every movement of his body felt like a massage, his muscles tingling. He soon felt very thirsty, the saliva in his mouth coming faster and faster... Brock couldn't help but just drop his blade. He was too horny. As those globs of goo covered him he kicked his shoes away, his pants nearly ripped his pants off and revealed his full, bare groin out to the air as he let out a deep grooooooaaaan.

"This stuff feels, great fmfm" Even his speech was slightly blurred. With that incredible thirst, there was nothing to drink... except to eat the globs of goo from off of himself. His other hand began to pat over his groin curiously before he slid it up and down to an astoundingly strong pleasure like none other. Brock had been infected by the spores, everything taking root fully in his system. His youthful face was framed by a blond beard that would make lumberjacks envious... and every time he licked up goo from his skin, it seemed only to secrete more in his place. He was coated in the stuff, his bulging muscles dripping with thick, musky goo. Each caress of Brock's cock seemed to draw it out longer and thicker.... ten inches, twelve, fourteen... almost seventeen inches. Jace had come to a halt himself, dropping his blade, groping himself indiscreetly... but soon he sniffed the air, smiling, imagining what a good fuck Brock could be.

The man squirmed on the ground as he felt his lean muscles even seem to thicken. He spread his hands on his body, lost in the insane feeling of it all. His muscles warmed as the goo seeped into every bit, running even through his blood and pushing through his cock making it dribble even more precum. The musk emitted from his body and over to Jace making him increasingly horny - the ooze seemed to weigh his khakis down as though to help him out of them. They seeped through and covered Jace's groin and ass, perking them both with a wonderful warmth to make them flex hard

Jace howled out in bliss, mad with lust. He turned and moved, not even paying attention to Brock other than to know he was the target. Brock was suddenly grabbed, Jace's hands sinking through the slime coating on his hips. The younger officer was spun around as Jace moved, his hard shaft sliding up and down the aloe covered ass. Jace grunted before he moved his hips and Brock felt the hard, long shaft starting to push in. Jace leaned into Brock's neck, starting to lick and suck at what would have been his neck, getting a mouth full of slime instead.

The sweet, aloe, but masculine musk-flavored slime greeted Jace's lips as he leaned into his partner's body. Brock groooaaaaned out as he felt that ooze-covered groin sliding in - the slime making a wonderful makeshift lube, and as it absorbed into Jace's cock it just made it bigger and pulse stronger in his partner. The sight of his bare pink skin underneath was almost faint under that layer of goo, yet that made it even nicer for Jace as he hugged his now-lover, hands sinking in the layers of slime as it seeped over his legs, flexing his muscles all throughout.

As Brock secreted more and more of the slime, the goo was slowly shifting from its transparent clear to an almost translucent green. It pooled out of his mouth, his nipples, his cock... even his skin felt soft to the touch beneath, but moment by moment Brock was feeling more pleasure than the moment before... And bit by bit, Brock could hear something else in the bay with them... a melodic, harmonious singing... the plants were calling out to him, welcoming him, inspiring him to mate. Jace was wild, fucking into Brock, Jace's entire body getting coated as he pressed it to his lover. It felt so good, so sloppy. He couldn't resist.

Brock gave in to his newfound feral feeling. His human form was almost completely transformed to a jelly-like being. And he did as he was commanded. He too groaned with the song. Jace would feel his arms sinking into Brock's front, his legs sinking into them, and his groin sank fully into his ass, his chest to Brock's back, and in a few moments, Jace had gently sunk into the jelly body of his love.

The plants sung to Brock, telling him of his duty to pollinate, producing either plant types or seed types like himself... although they were brand new, the grandest form the species had ever known. Jace half stood, half floated in Brock, embraced in warm tingling goo, soon fully engulfed in the thick slime.

The jelly-form of Brock's body stood holding his lover in him. His green body began to glow as his body warmed over Jace's body. Jace could feel that jelly pour into him through his mouth, even flowing gently into his ass. It spread through his veins, flexing his muscles. It let him gently curl inside the mass as it covered every span. Soon Jace could see his own bare skin flexing, changing in the mass of his lover as it tingled and sweat more...

Jace let out a moan but it only served to escape as bubbles, more goo flowing in his mouth. Jace floated inside Brock and Brock could feel the love and lust radiating from his compatriots mind, even see all the times he had fantasized about taking the new recruit to his own bunk... Jace basked in the experience, amazed and overwhelmed in bliss.

Lost in his bliss, Jace didn't even feel that his body was gently released onto the ground from Brock's ectoplasm body. Brock simply waited for his lover, curling his body to the front of Jace's to let Jace's body continue to flex, tingle and change. It was so strong Jace felt his rock hard cock cum and mix into Brock's jelly-like body

Jace embraced the bliss, his cock raging, his body writhing. His mind was lost on a sea of ecstasy and he didn't know if he was ever going to find it again... But Brock was there, and that was all that mattered. He looked up at his gel lover, so amazed, seeing the vague retained features, how the form seemed to have that same shaggy hairdo covering his eyes, but as goo tendrils instead of hair.

The new body of Brock rolled over and embraced its lover. His jelly hands twined with Jace's, and literally moved through them in a special embrace. His body was able to fold and mould to whatever it needed for his mate. The plants sang to Brock in praise of his mate. The two would thrive in this paradise together, forever in the feral cycle of mating. Jace feebly started to sing back, only partially changed but able to hear the plants and his mate. He embraced Brock, holding his jell lover close, still feeling the changes. He gazed to Brock with such feral love.

Jace, being the "male" plant could feel the gel push through his muscles gently stiffening them. HIs skin turned a pale grey and then a solid, forest green. His muscles flexed from his chest, heart thumping within while his beard sprouted full and bushy. It tickled at his chest proudly while he felt his hair fuzz and fall to his shoulders almost like the head of a tree. His new, strong form was perfect for the more fragile, jelly counterpoint of his love. Jace laid there for a long moment, a smile on his lips.

"I love you Brock..." Jace said in a deep, defined voice, "We will be so happy together... for so long." he murmured, "We'll spread our love to the rest of the ship."