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Dr. Tuber let me take a day off after what had happened between myself and the sundew. When he told me the next day we'd be working a night shift I could only imagine he wanted to spend more quality time with his wife. Probably enjoying a nice brunch at an old restaurant or walking arm in arm to visit some of Darnlake's markets, all of the things I wish I was doing with him instead on a warm day. He wasn't just my boss, he felt like my own personal hero. This crush I was developing for him was only getting worse now that he had rescued me. Just remembering how his paws felt on me when he wrapped me up in that warm blanket was enough to make me smile. I went to bed surrounded in pillows from all sides to try and recreate that feeling.

The very next night when I came into work that doctor was already waiting for me in the back of the greenhouse in his office study. We said our usual greetings and hellos, but since the door to the underground was already opened I knew this wasn't going to be another dull day of gardening. It looks like I was going to get to be a part of all of his secret projects now.

Dr. Tuber stared at me for a moment before giving a short chuckle. "Otters sure look funny with half of their fur in patches."

I blushed, having almost forgotten about the condition the sundew left me in. With clothing on it really wasn't something I thought about unless I was looking in a mirror. "I'm just glad you showed up when you did so I still have some of my fur left."

He gave a swift nod and an encouraging pat on the back while leading me down the stairs. "Just put it out of your mind, Maps. Tonight you're getting a proper tour of the botanica so you can assist me with the important assignments now.

I nodded my head and followed him downstairs to the room before the actual botanica. I had missed it completely in my haste the other day. There was a small laboratory down here after all, but not exactly how I had imagined it before now. This was a surprisingly sterile looking environment, everything was made of metal or tile as if it had to be hosed down and cleaned often. There was even a shower in the back.

Dr. Tuber lead me over to two dark field microscopes on the large metal table. "Look carefully, Maps. Tell me what you see."

I moved myself over and peered at the slide, immediately recognizing what I was looking at but taking another moment to figure out the specifics. "These are sperm cells. Maybe lazy sperm from the low motility and movement. Are they yours?"

"A sample from many years ago, yes. You remember my wife and I had trouble and were never able to conceive." The sheepdog gave me a firm nod and motioned to the other microscope. "Now examine the other one."

I moved to the other seat and looked into the optical instrument. "This can't be right." I was shocked by what I saw, having to double check that both were properly set to 400x magnification. Instead of about a few cells appearing, there were now thousands. The sample was packed heavy with an almost writhing mass of sperm cells swimming across one another.

"It is right." Dr. Tuber's voice was filled with a great pride as he spoke. "The sample you're looking at now is also mine. I'm producing more now than I ever did in my prime. This sample was taken just last week."

"Is this what playing around with the plants does to us?" I felt a little alarmed, worried about what other physiological effects this may be having on my body.

The doctor shook his head and placed his paw on my shoulder. "No, Maps. This only happens with a very specific plant. The effect is temporary and only lasts for a couple days."

I gave a sigh of relief. Feeling the doctor's paw made me feel especially comforted. "Why are you showing me this?"

"We're going to be running an experiment tonight. I wanted you to know what you were getting yourself into." He gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze before motioning for me to go after him. "Just follow me and do what I do. We can speak in detail once we're inside the botanica."

I gave the magnified sperm one last look before making my way over to Dr. Tuber. He moved to the doorway and started to remove his lab coat and hung it on a coat rack on the back of the lab's door, then began to unbuckle his belt. I copied his every move, also starting to unbutton and remove my coat, when to my surprise I saw the doctor completely nude in front of me, hanging up his pants. He reached into a cabinet to take out a satchel that he threw over his shoulder before noticing my astonishment and simply pointed at my pants, then again swiftly at the rack with his thumb.

I blushed and hung up my clothing as quickly as possible, trying as hard as I could not to stare at the doctor's thick body. He had his age to him and was no bodybuilder but that English sheepdog had a very masculine wide shape to him with that bit of belly and barrel chest. I knew if I looked at him for too long my sheath was going to start getting ideas, so I tried to keep him just in the corner of my eye and waited for him to open the last door into the botanica.

On our way down the final set of stairs I couldn't help but stare at the plants again while my paw slid down the railing. Dr. Tuber got to the base of the stairs first and flipped a switch that turned off the ultra violent bulbs that lit up the botanica. I couldn't see a thing and had to be especially careful as I made my down the steps to stand beside him. I nearly felt my jaw drop as several glowing bulbs began to raise up from the plants. One by one they decorated the entire botanica. Certain stems would glow blue and other pods would sprinkle white or yellow. They were all so much more beautiful in the dark and gave the place an almost romantic glow.

Everything was bright and full of life. All except for the plant that had got me yesterday, the sundew had turned brown and was hunched over, its smaller red stems dried and falling off, no long capable of grabbing someone into their hold. Dr. Tuber grasped me by the paw to guide me alongside the wall as we walked carefully across the underground botanica.

"What happened to that plant? It looks like its dying." I never

Dr. Tuber opened his satchel and pulled out a syringe filled with pink substance. "I injected it with this while you were trapped. A little bit will put even you or I in a deep sleep, but a full shot is enough to put any living thing to sleep permanently."

"So you killed it?" Part of me couldn't help but feel a connection to something that had just been intimate with me a couple days ago. "Why not just pull it out by the roots or something?"

The doctor paused for a moment, locating an old bench to move us to before speaking again. "Everything I tell you and show you here today remains solely between us, okay? You can't give hints to your friends or even talk to my wife about it, no one at all. Understand, Maps?"

I nodded quickly. "Yes, Dr. Tuber. I understand."

"Good." He put the syringe back and closed his satchel, resting both arms back across the bench to make himself comfortable. "Let's cover the basics here first. This botanica is a controlled environment, which means there is to be no clothing or accessories worn down here. You've seen me at least half naked before and I've watched a smoocher slurp down your otter cock so there shouldn't be any surprises between us, right?"

"I don't mind." I nodded along with him, starting to gain an appreciation for hearing his gruff voice using any sort of sexual wording. "So, if I hadn't had my coat on the other day that plant would have had a harder time grabbing me?"

"Yes, but the sundew was growing closer to the entrance than I thought it would. I also didn't know it had mutated yet."

"Mutated?"

"Yes, Maps. All of the plants down here can mutate and nothing ever really dies. That sundew will be back in a week or two off growing in another spot." Dr. Tuber rose to his feet and motioned for me to follow him again. I felt slightly disappointed when he didn't grab my paw this time. "Consider this your orientation to the botanica. We're going to start with Venus and what she can do."

I felt like every time he spoke I had another question. "Venus, who is she?"

The old canine thought to himself for a moment before speaking. "Well, Venus would technically be considered a hermaphrodite as far as plant gender goes, but I've been referring to her as female in my research. I call her Venus because when she was discovered she was mistaken for a single Venus Flytrap without any marginal teeth."

I kept quiet and listened. I could always seem to tell when Dr. Tuber was about to tell me a longer story. I simply marveled at the glowing spectacle of undiscovered species that covered the botanica as I listened to him speak. He could read a dictionary all day long and I'd never get tired of that deep voice.

The doctor cleared his throat before continuing. "I was visiting various islands in the southeast to collect tropical plant samples for research. To cut down on costs I managed to stay in a small village with one of the local tribes. The hut across from where I was staying had an equine family staying there and a flytrap growing behind their house. I was always intrigued by carnivorous plants so I noticed it immediately, I even managed to catch a spider and attempt to feed it to the flytrap. When I noticed the marginal teeth were gone I was curious to see how it would feed, but the flytrap wouldn't even attempt to close around its food, its mouth wasn't even adhesive enough to hold and the spider crawled right out."

I was worried the doctor was going to get a little too lost in his story so I tried to help him keep things along. "So what does that plant have to do with the botanica?"

"Everything, Maps. Absolutely Everything." He grasped me by the paw again and took me past a small field of lush grass as we moved closer to the center of the botanica. "There are no modern luxuries in a tribal society and I started to notice some nights when I went to use the bathroom outside one night when I saw one of the teenage son of the home pawing himself off over the flytrap. These tribes are all very religious and masturbation is a common taboo. Doing it in the dead of night after urination is more covert than in a hut you share with a large family."

I started to see where the story was going. "So this horse shot his spunk on the flytrap?"

"Yes, Maps though I'm certain it was always done inadvertently. The flytrap would only close after it felt the young stallion's ejaculate over the opening. This was the only way she could feed."

"Is this really how it all started?" It did make some sense, the behavior of the large stem that came up next to the sundew obviously knew how to manipulate a male to orgasm. I'm still a little sore from the stem pushing against my prostate.

"This flytrap mutated in such a way that it could not feed normally and so she found a way to survive." Dr. Tuber let go of my paw again once we had reached the center of the botanica and began speaking in a lower tone. "The flytrap needs semen to survive. I took it home and tried to keep it alive with soil from its native island but no combination of soil, water, or sunlight was enough to keep it from wilting. It wasn't until I started also feeding it my own ejaculate that it would begin to look healthy again."

The logic of the situation was still setting in. "I'm still getting used to the idea that we live in a world where a plant can consume any animal's sexual fluids."

Dr. Tuber motioned his paw to the glowing plants of the botanica. "Not just semen, Maps. Venus also consumes other plants. Every plant it consumes is another plant it can create and mutate. Bio-luminescent plants do not exist in nature, but in here they are abundant and take several forms. Originally I had Venus growing upstairs in the greenhouse next to the garden by the eggplants."

I could put the pieces together at this point. "So, your flytrap ate one of the eggplants and then grew a type of new plant hybrid of it's own? Is that why the smoochers look like eggplants?"

The sheepdog's eyes lit up and he smiled proudly. "Yes! That's it exactly, Maps. The flytrap may not have even been the first incarnation that Venus could take. Look around here, every plant every flower, it all came from that flytrap, they are all a part of Venus."

I wanted to give Dr. Tuber an example question so he knew I was keeping up. "So, if we were to feed Venus an orange then she could use it to create her version of an orange tree?"

"Yes, but we would never feed her anything like that which could be harmful to us. Orange trees have thorns and every plant that Venus takes to make a hybrid of grows in a way to collect semen. If we let her grow thorns she may try to get her meals by threat of pain rather than pleasure." His tone was that of great concern.

I took a moment and thought of the potential hazards. "That's why we're not wearing any clothing, so no seeds or loose leaves are accidentally brought into the botanica."

The doctor furrowed his brow." Yes, Maps. Could you imagine if she got a hold of a rose bush, poison ivy, or something worse like larkspur seeds?"

I began to see how serious this was becoming "Wait, should we really be growing something this potentially dangerous?"

The doctor moved closer and hovered over me. "Maps, don't you see the potential? We have to. Venus allows us to double the species of plants already in existence. Through her we may be able to cure new diseases or even create new foods. You saw what it can do to my sperm count, think of how we can help families in this way or any other multitude of ways yet to be discovered. This has to be explored farther."

"Then it is about more than inventing living sex toys?" I tried to sound a little playful.

"Hey, I never said there weren't some personal perks to this type of research." He ruffled the fur atop my head, or what was left of it. "I think that's enough lecture for today, it's time I introduce you to the pods."

I nearly forgotten that he and I were both completely in the buff with the exception of his satchel. The doctor moved over to two very swollen pale plants that looked like oversize poppy seed pods. They had to have been at least seven feet tall and wide enough for anyone to fit inside comfortably. Once I examined the area more closely I noticed a sort of puckering at their tips and even a smaller third pod that seemed to still be growing next to the others.

Dr. Tuber pointed to the smaller one. "Do you see that tiny one about the size of a baseball? Venus made that for you, Maps."

"Why would Venus make anything for me? You haven't even shown me the flytrap yet." Was this possible?

"No. You haven't." He looked directly into my eyes. "But you did feed the sundew and your otter cum went into one of her vines. Now she knows there is a third male in her presence. Venus grows a new pod for each male she has sampled. You remember that teenage stallion? Well, one of those pods belongs to him. That makes this last one mine." The doctor knocked on it's outer shell, showing its sturdiness.

I shook my head in disbelief. "How can anything grow that fast?"

Dr. Tuber grabbed my shoulder firmly and pulled me closer to the pod. "We're right next to the lake so between the wet soil and two males providing her with fluids now she has everything she needs to grow as fast as she can. Venus may not have your pod ready for a while but I've used both of these before and they don't discriminate. You'd have a lot of fun in there, that's what today's experiment is all about."

A nervous gulp was all that I could choke down. "You mean you want me to climb inside one of those things?"

He gave me a firm nod and his paw squeezed my shoulder. "You've played with the plants plenty of times now. Even with the sundew I was there to keep things in control." He gave me a look that clearly showed me he wasn't about to take no for an answer.

I nodded for him. I always wanted to please Dr. Tuber when I could. "I guess I shouldn't be so nervous anymore. What is this experiment about exactly?"

The sheepdog set his satchel down as he spoke. "My sperm count was increased by using this pod, but was it because the pod was built for me, or would it increase your sperm count as well? This is the question we're looking to answer. It will be an incredible experience, there's nothing to worry about."

I was a little nervous about going alone, but when I saw Dr. Tuber set down his satchel I wondered if this was an experiment he planned to examine more closely. "Are we going to share one together?"

It was obvious by his expression that the idea had never dawned on him. "Oh, I was going to use the other one while you were in mine." He gave a low chuckle at the thought. "I don't think you'd want to be in such a tiny space with another male right? Are you really that scared about this?"

I didn't want to mislead the doctor, but he was considering joining me in there and being close to him again was an opportunity I just couldn't pass up. "After the sundew I do feel a little scared. I wouldn't feel comfortable unless you were in there with me." It was a brutal struggle to keep a straight face and keep my grin down.

He studied my expression for a few moments before giving in. "Very well. I suppose we can try it."

I watched as Dr. Tuber made his way down to the side of his pod and poked a couple of fingers into it's opening. The stimulation caused the pod to throb and almost pulse like a beating heart. It began to transform its pale color into a warm red that decorated the outer shell of the pod with a kaleidoscope of pumping veins. It's clenched entrance was now opening up enough for Dr. Tuber to scoop his paw around inside of it and pull out a jelly like substance.

The doctor quickly scooped up a pawful and brought it to his muzzle to taste it. "Alright Maps, you first."

I slowly brought myself to the front of the pod and peeked inside. It seemed to be mostly hollow except for a few tubes hanging every which way and it was covered with a sort of pinkish nectar that was incredibly warm to the touch. The entire inside smelled heavy and sweet, similar to strawberries. I let out a surprised gasp when I felt the doctor smack across my rump. "In you go buddy."

It didn't seem like a body was meant to fit inside the pod at first, but the more I pushed and climbed inside the more it accepted me into it. It was incredibly hot and humid inside, almost like a sauna small enough to be a bathtub. Once I was completely inside of it, I could barley see the doctor climb his way in. My sheath began to feel tight as I anticipated his body next to mine. With much embarrassment I began to grow very much aroused at the sight of his thick frame climbing over and then next to mine before we rested against each other inside of the cramped space. I started to see what he meant earlier, the pods really weren't made for more than one male at a time. I tried to cover my excited and exposed member with one of my paws as he and I shifted to get comfortable, our arms kept fumbling about until I felt him rest one of his large arms over my shoulder and pull me close to his chest so I could rest my head there. Soon we were cozy and comfortable and I watched with wide eyes as his sheath began to thicken and the tip of his cock began to show itself.

As the scent of our arousal began to mix with the sweet aroma of the pod, I continued to watch the doctor's shaft push out of his sheath and his length thicken and ooze with precum. If only a few more seconds would have passed I could have felt the sensitive flesh of his malehood against mine, but he pulled it away and inserted it into one of the pod's many hanging tubes. There was at least a dozen of them, hanging from the pod's walls like flypaper. The tube quickly attached itself to his member and slid itself all the way down, practically inside of his sheath. I watched almost too eagerly as his cock reached its full potential and the rest of him filled the tube, making it bulge at the bottom from his growing knot. After the tube was secured on his crotch, he leaned over me to grab another and helped slide it over my member.

"Doesn't that feel good, Maps?" The doctor's barrel chest rumbled in a bit of a chuckle as he felt my precum spurt out across his paw when he slid a tube over my member.

"Mmmhmm." My mind was swimming, I was lost for words.

"Go ahead and give some of the sap on the pod a few licks too. I've always been a sucker for strawberries and sweet things, but this is some of the best stuff I've ever tasted. Probably meant to lure some unsuspecting male in by its sweet scent and while drinking the nectar he gets curious enough to stick his cock in one of the pod's tubes."

I did as requested and started to lick along the outside of the pod's walls to gather some of the nectar on my tongue. It was almost too sweet but Dr. Tuber sure seemed to love it, I watched him gulping it down as if he was starving. "Does the other pod have this same jelly inside of it?"

The sheepdog paused to swallow another mouthful before speaking again. "No. It has an off-white jelly that tastes a bit salty, more like corn or dried grass."

I thought for a moment and began to wonder if the jelly had anything to do with the males that fed Venus. "Maybe the flavor depends on the taste preferences of the male it was grown for."

The doctor groaned loudly as the tubes began to suction harder on both of us. "What an interesting hypothesis, Maps." His words were covered in heavy grunts and groans. Part of me was hoping he considered my idea but both of us were already getting lost in what was happening between our legs. Soon the tubes that milked us began to fill with a very slick lubricant from the pod that created a warm and tingling sensation on the sensitive flesh of our shafts. It seemed to make everything feel a little more sensitive, including my ability to pick up the scent of the doctor right beside me.

We were both sweating heavily at this point and that heavy musk of his was especially potent and noticeable beneath the strawberry aroma of the pod. I felt the sensation of the tub pushing it way deeper into my sheath and swallowing my member down into it's grasp. After a few moments the tube got hotter and hotter and the fluid inside was damn near pouring out and ran inside of my sheath before dripping down my balls. I thought the doctor could feel it too because I felt the muscles in his chest tense up and he began to let out a very lewd moaning. The tube covering his cock wasn't letting out any excess lubricant that I could see and when my eyes darted back to my own tube I couldn't notice any escaping either. The sensation sloshing down my shaft was undeniable and pleasurable enough for me to begin moaning right along with Dr. Tuber. It felt like the warm liquid was was being pumped into my insides and teasing my reproductive system with its warm embrace.

Instinct told pull the tube away once I started to feel my balls tighten with fluid and become swollen but the doctor's arm kept me held down as he rocked back and forth. I felt his tongue fall out of his muzzle and onto my forehead as he started panting and the sight of him in sexual ecstasy just melted the rest of my fears and hesitations away. If it wasn't hurting him, I shouldn't be afraid of it either, he was here to protect me after all.

Before I realized what I was doing, one of my paws was rubbing against Dr. Tuber's broad chest. Even after I knew what was happening my body had no intention of allowing me to stop. I was glad my paw was stroking his sweat soaked fur, I wanted to touch his body. I just kept on touching him as I felt the hot fluids entwine in and out of the tip of my member, flowing inside.

"It isn't getting too hot for you in here is it?" The doctor wiped his brow as his panting thundered louder and louder over me.

"It's good, I like it." I did notice a wetness on my shoulder from his underarms and I wanted him to stay right where he was.

He smiled and looked so relaxed. "This is what getting a blowjob in a sauna must feel like."

I chuckled at the thought, but everything was making me smile at this point. He seemed to perfect and everything he did made me more and more infatuated with his presence."Maybe if that sauna was covered in jelly, your fur is turning pink." I grasped a tuft of fur on his belly to illustrate my point.

His chest rumbled against my ear when he chuckled. "Mmmm so it is."

If Dr. Tuber didn't notice me constantly stroking his chest from being lost in pleasure, then he sure didn't seem to mind. At the same point our tubes let out another random hot splash of the pod's lubricant, causing us to both moan respectively as it washed over our suckled cocks. I felt the doctor's grasp on me tighten, and he pulled me closer into his chest with both of his strong arms. I thought he was going to shoot inside the tube at first but he just held me.

I felt so safe. My every thought and sensation was that of complete bliss. When I looked into his eyes and saw his smile one more time, I felt my shudder with new desire.

The crush was gone. I fell in love.

He caught me staring up at him, but I wanted him to. I hoped the doctor could see how much I admired him.

His fur meshed into mine as he held me. "Something wrong, Maps?" His voice danced in my ears.

I was never happier. "Everything is great, Dr. Tuber."

The sheepdog flexed his arms and stroked my back with one of his paws. "I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"It's okay, I'm very comfortable." I could have laid beside him forever.

I could feel the firm tip of his member poking into the fur of my underbelly as his hips rocked back and forth. My mind went crazy as I imagined what it would be like to bottom for my boss, he had such nice fluid movements to his thrusting and the drool dripping off of his tongue in between my neck and shoulder made me feel like I was being held by some sort of gentle beast. The tube on my cock grew tighter. Neither one of us was going to last for much longer at this point and when I saw a droplet of nectar drop from the pod's ceiling and land on the doctor's nipple between one of his stronger thrusts upward, I lost myself enough to go after it and suckle the jelly covered flesh into my muzzle.

A big part of me hoped that it was the feeling of my lips on him that caused him to shoot first, the muscles in his forearms flexed across my back and he howled out so loudly as he came that I was almost worried someone above ground was going to hear it. When I felt my own orgasm rise I tried to hold it back, but the tube's fluids splashed deep into me again. Everything felt hotter and hotter the closer I got, until the spunk and fluids were literally being milked out of me all at once and into some unknown part of the pod.

When Dr. Tuber's body finished shaking from orgasm, he carefully rolled me back onto my side. "Thanks for that buddy, I hope you didn't mind my hips get a little exercise. Just imagine, Maps. After a hard day of work you could come down here any time you wanted to and relieve a little stress in the pods. Just think, when your own pod is finished it'll play with your senses even more when it's custom made."

When I tried to respond I still realized my muzzle was attached to the canine's nipple. I pulled off of him slowly and lowered my head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry I didn't realize what I was doing."

The doctor gave my shoulder a gentle pat and shook his head. "I think we both got carried away in the moment. I won't hold it against you."

He was so comfortable with me, I wanted to tell him how sexy I thought I was but I also was worried I should just be happy with what I had and hope it happens again. "Maybe when my pod is finished growing you could come in there with me too."

"Don't tell me you're still afraid of what the plants in here might do to you." He wrapped one of his arms around me again.

His touch made me feel like the rest of the world had melted away. "I like that I can experience them with someone. With you."

The doctor scooped his other arm through the pod's jelly and underneath me to wrap me up in a great bear hug and looked at me with a warm smile. "You know what? I think I like doing all of this better with someone too. I'd be happy to, Maps."

We laid inside the pod together for quite a while and very little work got done that night. Eventually Dr. Tuber lead me back to the lab so we could washed the nectar out of our fur.

The doctor and I spent time in the pods just about every other work day after that, and he slowly started teaching me about each of the plants down in the botanica. I felt closer to him than ever and the secret we shared seemed to makes us more friends than coworkers. I knew I couldn't completely tell him how I felt but work was good, life was great, and it stayed perfect until I got a call from Dr. Tuber that woke me up at four in the morning.

"Come into work right this instant. We have a big problem."