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A few weeks passed and I was having a hard time finding the right way to ask Dr. Tuber the specifics of what was happening at the greenhouse. I had more than a good peek of things with his potted plant and it had proven to be a wonderful distraction that really spiced up our work hours. Here he was, the male that embodied all of my prime desires, grasping ahold of my shoulder. It wasn't so much that he was a doctor, or even his breed as an English sheepdog. There was just something so absolutely male about him.

"Just another moment here, Maps and it's going to force me cum..." Dr. Tuber muttered out the last of his sentence, turning into a heavy moan once his orgasm started to build up within him. The eggplant looking creature was doing its thing in his lap, sucking and slurping that pale green fluid as it forced up his climax.

Now it felt like I had been living just for moments like this. Every now and then I get lucky enough to be close like this and feel his strong paw grasp my shoulder, there was that week ago where he wrapped one of his arms around me and held me close while we shared an orgasm. The scent of him drives me crazy, and yet there is still so much in the way of us being connected. Even when I am so close enough to smell him, almost so close that I can taste him.

"The things those little vines do to a male." Dr. Tuber's breathing was becoming harsh and erratic, it would be any second now. "Somehow always feels like a stranger's touch. Gets me damn every time." I love hearing his voice when he's close, those gruff yet tiny grunts he lets out as he's cumming.

All too soon our surreal reality was broken as I watched him wipe the sweat from his forehead and remove the purple bulb off of his cock.

"Ready to enjoy yourself before our lunch break is over, Maps?" He slid the plant's pot across the earth of the greenhouse over toward me.

I shook my head politely. "Maybe another time? I think still feel worn out from yesterday, I can't seem to ever get used to how horny the fluids make me."

"That's the whole point, optimal arousal each and every time." He smiled back, almost proud to hear how potent his prototype was. "It looks like there's too much on that otter mind of yours, we're ahead of schedule and I thought you'd appreciate taking the rest of the day off."

"So, this isn't just our lunch break, we're already done for the day?"

"That's right." The doctor nodded back. "We need more of our samples from the equator to come back before we can do much of anything else." He stood up and dusted himself off. "I promised the wife I'd spend a romantic lunch with her over at the house today. Why don't you go and lock things up for me?"

I couldn't contain my smile as I watched him throw me the keys to the greenhouse basement. There had to be a small laboratory below and I was never allowed to go down there. "I can't believe this! I've been wondering what was down there for so long."

Dr. Tuber gave me a stern look and pointed at me as he spoke. "You can look around but don't touch anything." If I was a dog like him instead of an otter my tail would have been wagging a million miles a minute. I think my excitement must have made an impact on him a little because his overall tone and posture started to soften. "I need to be able to trust my assistant. Besides, you've always had me around when it came to fooling around with this smoocher plant, maybe you'd be interested if you had a little privacy for a change."

The doctor buttoned up his coat and gathered his things, giving me a warm smile and a pet across my head before returning to his home just outside the greenhouse. I was all alone with the key to every question in my mind in the palm of my paws. The greenhouse key was burning a hole in the pocket of my coat and I heard it jingle with every step I took. I had always wondered and imagined about the part of the greenhouse where the doctor was growing and experimenting on things. This secret area that was behind a set of white double doors behind his office.

I had those doors open in an instant, nearly dropping the key with my excited and clammy paws. Behind them were concrete stairs that lead me deep underneath the greenhouse and by the time I reached the bottom to find another door, I could tell there was much more down here than some small little basement lab. Behind this last door was something grand that Dr. Tuber finally entrusted to me. Even his wife didn't know what was down here, but soon I would. I was always worried I wouldn't be in this position without having to break in after my patience wore thin. I was so thankful that I was given a key, rather than having to pick the lock in secret or find a way to break the door down. Finally my paws steadied enough to turn the knob and open into a room of bright florescent light. I could hardly believe the revelation of sheer wonder of what was before me.

"No. Fucking. Way." I thought the greenhouse was large, but the sight in front of me was enormous, it had to be almost twice as big underground as I was up above. My every curiosity was realized as I saw hundreds of plants bathed in large florescent lights scattered up above. I couldn't believe the colors, the various growths of plants and flowers that decorated this area in a way that was undeniably beautiful. As I worked my way down the final set of stairs I watched breathlessly at the private exotic jungle below me. Of all my years in college, of everything I ever studied, I hadn't seen a single one of these plants before. They put the exotic plants above ground to shame. Some were as small as a peanut, others looked more like trees than flowers. I was so taken aback by the entire experience that I almost jumped out of my fur when I felt something grab and pull at my coat. I yelped out a fearfully and dropped Dr. Tuber's potted prototype before I even realized what had grabbed me.

Something weird and sticky had latched on to the cuff of my lab coat and was immediately pulling it off of me. I learned quickly that everything down here seemed to be much more creature than flora. So many had some sort of sensory feelers or tendril-like appendages. The entire mass of jungle was writhing and moving around as if it was searching for something.

Whatever had just taken my coat stood over two and a half meters tall, it looked like a dark green vine that was curved at the tip and covered from bottom to top with smaller deep red stems growing out of it. Each long stem had what appeared to be a clear droplet of dew on the tip of it. Before I could realize how frightfully sticky the substance, I was already caught in the trap of this big vine slowly starting to constrict around me diagonally. I tried to pull away but soon the other stems were attaching to my pants and shirt. It seemed like for every piece of clothing that was removed another stem's sap would grab me.

Soon I was feeling the dark green vine coil more and more until it had covered across most of my body. Dozens of the stems were gripping and holding me in place. Eventually all I could do was keep completely still in it's grasp in nothing but my boxers and soon enough those were pulled away too. The dew drops were stickier than sap but as thin as water, any movement I made immediately pulled harshly at my fur. The only good thing was the realization that the more time that passed, the less I worried about the thing hurting me. It didn't seem to be any sort of carnivorous plant, but it was keeping me held for some reason.

I had to have looked completely silly standing there, the sap laden vine wrapped around my naked body with torn pieces of my clothing clinging to it. I considered calling out for help but there is no way anyone would ever hear me and Dr. Tuber wasn't coming back for quite a while.

I felt the earth below me shift and move about as something buried below eventually revealed itself, slipping up from the soft earth below. Any experience or knowledge I had in the past didn't prepare me for a moment of what was now taking place.

The dirt seemed to spill away to reveal a leaf much larger than myself, from the way the ground below was pulling beneath my feet it seemed like my standing on it was what alerted the plant to my presence in the first place. Once the entire wet leaf had revealed itself there wasn't much extraordinary about it other than the massive size. It seemed to bend and shift to move the rest of the dirt from it, eventually folding inward toward where I was standing. Almost as if the wet leaf was prepared to catch me should I fall forward. It was all very non threatening, in fact there was almost a grace and beauty to its movements.

Just as I was getting comfortable and starting to feel warmth from the sticky vine holding me, the leaf started to change. The thick stem in the middle of it came apart with a wet snap and slowly bent it's way toward me. I was worried it would be as sticky as the coiling vine that held me, but it instead had a very slick texture as it brushed across my nose and muzzle. I had no idea what sort of clear fluid it was covered in but it definitely wasn't water. The stem gave off a very earthy smell that lingered on my whiskers.

The slick stem continued to make its way down my body by pressing into me. The moist appendage pressing into my chest and down my belly. I was worried it was going to do something strange to my groin but it continued to bend toward me and moved down. The entire length of it was just covered in moisture that seemed to constantly replace itself immediately after it smeared on my fur. I had limited movement from my snared position and I couldn't see the thing anymore. I just assumed the stem would simply return to the earth below right up until I felt it come back up and begin to start prodding under my tail.

I tried to jump or move but the sound of my fur ripping on the sticky dew was a clear reminder to remain still. Not to mention it hurt like hell, which was nothing compared to the gentle shove of the leaf's stem starting to enter my body. There was nothing I could do to fight it but tried to keep my tail down and muscles clenched. I knew it was only a matter of time and after a few seconds of swaying my hips and trying to predict its movements to keep it from poking me again, I felt the tapered tip of the slick stem slip under my tail and into me. I closed my eyes and tried to just put it out of my mind, trying not to focus on how long it had been since someone touched me there.

Just once I opened my eyes to stare at the door I came through. I tried to think of anything other than what was happening to me. I hoped so bad Dr. Tuber would be standing there to rush to my aid. I could just see him running down those steps with a stern look and folded arms. I would have gave anything to have him come down to scold me right now for my carelessness. I thought about his strong arms, that deep voice, his particular musk, everything about him made me feel warm and as I felt the stem increase in moisture and push deeper into me. I couldn't help but feel my sheath throb hard, pushing my member out into open air as I wished it was him under my tail instead.

Suddenly my entire body was shook with an unexpected pleasure. I wasn't sure how it was happening but the stem had quickly located my prostate and was applying the perfect amount of pressure to it. I could feel it press hard inside of me but there wasn't even the slightest bit of discomfort. My legs started to shake from the sensation and the tip of my member began to leak precum and fall down onto the open leaf below me.

That was when I noticed the purpose of this specific plant. Without the stem in the center of it, the leaf had an opening toward its base that was prepared to catch any fluids I might release. There were tiny hairs on the leaf's surface that probably helped it sense my presence when I stepped on it. These were two completely different types of plants working together as one entity, I was almost able to marvel at the rapport of the two before my prostate was struck again with a blissfully heavy blow. The stem struck me harder and harder, never seeming to care about depth but only about how elegantly it could beat my prostate into submission. Before long I was hearing the wet sloshing sounds of the soggy stem working its way around my sensitive insides. Curving, twisting, and hammering. I had never been brought to orgasm before from anal stimulation alone, but there was no way I was going to last forever with this thing working it's magic on me.

Time faded in a blur and I found that the longer I kept my eyes closed the more I didn't mind how the plant was taking advantage of me. The more minutes that rolled by the more I was learning to enjoy it. I was a bottom after all, I could only wish for a partner this skilled at striking the mark each time.

Slowly I learned how to completely relax. There was only sensations now. Even if I tried to move the sap would pull at my fur so there was no choice other than to ride this out. The wet stem inside me still seemed to become increasingly more and more slick the longer it remained inside of me. It moved in and out of me with the ease of melted butter yet somehow still knew how to strike my prostate like hard steel. I let my tail hike up higher and attempted to rock myself gently back and forth on the stem before the coiling stems of the vine that held me felt like they were pulling away too much of my fur. The more my prostate was pressed the more pre I gave up and the big leaf reacted immediately by lifting higher and bending itself so every single drop would slide into its greedy opening. The slick stem's length was stroking under my balls and letting it's wet texture bend and curve so it could stroke the underbelly of my exposed member as it moved.

Once again my thoughts came back to Dr. Tuber, hoping he would come to my rescue. The vine that grasped me felt like his big arms around my body. When I breathed in deeply it was almost as if I could smell him. Finally I opened my eyes and actually saw him standing there. He was waving his arms and shouting to me but it felt like all of my senses had been dulled. I had to shake my head to wake from all of the slippery pleasure happening inside of me.

"Maps! Can you hear me?" The doctor had his paws cupped over his muzzle as he shouted the quietest words I had ever experienced. My senses were being toyed with so much I wasn't even sure if he was really standing there. "I said don't cum, Maps. Whatever you do, do not feed that sundew."

All I could do was moan and try to keep my head from slumping down. Now the room was wavy and my skin felt soft. I thought my body was going numb but it was only certain nerves being amplified or suppressed. I could still feel my prostate clear as day, still functioning as a punching bag for the stem working diligently for my seed. Even the leaf seemed to know I was getting close. Maybe it could taste the live sperm starting to be released in my precum and wanted it badly.

I tried to do as Dr. Tuber quietly yelled and keep myself from cumming. My eyes tried to follow him darting around the greenhouse basement trying to mix a chemical compound together and cursing all the while. "Hold on, Maps. I've almost got the salv ready. Just a little bit longer buddy."

"I don't think I can..." my words spilled out lazily as I immediately spilled my seed all over the catching leaf that seemed to curl and move in an almost delighted rhythm each time a sticky splash of my essence was released onto it. I watched in mildly confused awe as I saw my cum spurt out in copious amounts and slide down the leaf's central opening to be consumed. It was the most perfect orgasm of my life and I didn't have any other sensation going on in my body other than my reproductive system to distract me from it.

The next thing I remember Dr. Tuber was pouring some funny smelling chemical over me to free me from the plant's grasp. I distinctly heard him curse once he saw that I had fed it and after that everything became a blur.

Smelling salts and a bright light in my eyes eventually snapped me out of it. The doctor had me wrapped in what felt like an incredibly itchy blanket and must have carried me back up to his office in the first floor of the greenhouse. "How do you feel? Do you know where you are?"

I moved my paw up to shield myself from the light in my eyes. "Yes, we're back in your office."

He nodded back to me and grabbed a clipboard from his desk drawer. He returned to kneel over me, moving a paw across my face to check my gums and pupils. "The sundew mutated since the last time I examined it, I have no idea what its effects might be on you."

I shifted myself upwards so I could sit up. Everything ached and felt sensitive. I figured the stem was being gentle with me earlier but the very idea of walking any time soon with a sphincter this battered made me groan at the thought. "I'm sore but I feel okay. Everything is just really intense right now, can you move that light out of my eyes?"

The doctor chuckled and moved his paws over the top of my head to held shield me. "That's just the sun, Maps. You were almost down there for about an hour. It looks like you've developed a light sensitivity. I can only hope it's temporary."

I could tell from the tone in his voice that he was teasing me. Whatever had worried him earlier must have passed. "Don't scare me with stuff like that."

"Hey, I told you not to wander." He gave me a playful shove.

"I promise you I didn't, that sundew or whatever took me by complete surprise the moment I stepped down there." I tried to retrace my steps, remembering that I dropped the doctor's prototype in the confusion. "The prototype! I completely forgot that I..."

"Don't worry, nothing is damaged. The little smoocher is back in its place and everything is okay." Dr. Tuber interrupted me and tried as best he could to calm me down. "If I were you I'd worry about walking around with so many patches of your fur missing in these coming winter months. I also expect you to replace that lab coat."

I nodded quickly, thankful that he was so merciful. I always thought Dr. Tuber was so strict but now that we shared this secret together he didn't seem to get upset with me at all. "I will, I promise. I'm just glad you aren't upset about what happened."

The dog let out a sigh and plopped himself down next to me, wrapping one of those strong arms around my shoulder. "I've been in one or two situations down there before and I know these new plants can be hard to predict." He looked me over for a moment before his deep voice continued, "Let's just say you're starting to grow on me a little bit. The wife and I never had any children and I'm starting to feel a bond with you. Besides, where else am I going to find an assistant I can trust?"

That warm smile of his meant the world to me and all of my concern melted away. "I'll be more careful next time, Dr. Tuber. I won't let you down again."

"I know you won't, Maps." He gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze. "There are many things we are going to have to go over now that you've fed the plants."