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It had been a month since Melody and the twenty seven other explorers of the larger planet exploring vessel known as the Dedolus had come to the lush tropical planet. Out of all twenty eight of them, Melody was the only one left. It had started out strangely, a duo expedition disappeared with no explanation whatsoever. It only took another two days for the small two man team consisting of one scientist and one soldier that was sent to find the first to disappear, but this time they had managed to leave a message. Most of it was garbled and destroyed with interference, but all that came through was "... oh god the plants!" It only took another four days to realize why they had such powerful life readings off of the plant life that covered 78% of the planet. The plants were alive, they were active, and they were hungry..

Emergency protocols were quickly established, out of the twenty eight, there were only nineteen left within a weeks time. Then the got first hand footage of three of the plants actively moving and removing the last of the soldiers outside of the mobile compound which had been dropped down to the planet. One of them just simply eat one of the three soldiers, another disposed of their captive in a rather visceral way. The third though was the most interesting. It took almost four hours of full footage to realize what the plant was doing. It was the only female there and she was quickly stripped in front of a massive open flower blossom, with a multitude of tentacle like stamen working on her clothing. Then it fucked her, slowly and surely. If one didn't look closely enough, they would of never noticed how the tentacles were all moving in erratic yet specific patterns, all the while the screams of the soldier turned into moans as she was sent through several orgasms. It was one last orgasm that had claimed her life, with the flower closing around her just prior to the act.

Another week went by, and this time the plants had entered into the facility. One stupid violation of protocol and it was clear that not only had invaded the mobile center, but one of them hitched a ride on an escape pod, and played merry havoc up on the ship. One powerful distress call went out. It was on the last week that Melody, having learned how to evade the flowers and the other more dangerous plants, had gotten a return message from Planet Velatross, one of the most recent operational colonized planets closest to XZ-345.

Looking at the screen Melody cried softly as she got the news. "I am sorry to hear the failure of the mission but we have no choice but to label the planet as a Class 5 Restricted Planet. Which means no vessel, even military will be able to come close without violating interstellar law. We suggest that you try to find any and all means of surviving on the planet if possible until we are sure that we can even attempt a rescue. Planet Velatross out."

It hadn't taken long for Melody, a gorgeous woman of 35 to learn that survival was impossible. The only reason why she had managed to last this long was because there was always another human. Jason Crass, a younger mechanic had died to one of the special flowers, his moans being heard through the compound all up till his last orgasm, and then that one was faintly muffled within the flower. But when he died, shortly the last remaining operational power unit died with him. And Melody had used up one of the last three emergency batteries to hear the message that she was hoping would tell her that she would get to see her children yet again. Embrace her husband and cry her eyes out having survived the ordeal.

Of course Melody was one of the few humans there that had managed to survive one of the "Pleasure Flowers" as she had called it, getting saved by Jason who grabbed a rather long blade like object to cut her free and send the plant scurrying off. That is when Melody realized why it was that the flower was able to do as it did. It was sentient. Telepathic even. She could feel it as it tweaked and experimented with her, finding what really pleasured her and drove her wild. She had even gone through an orgasm before Jason had managed to get through a blocked door and save her. She had even fucked him still having been affected by the chemicals the flower was putting into her but groaned in defeat as it wasn't the same.

Now, as she looked at the dead screen, she knew her only option. There would be no more running. She didn't want to suffer further. It was either die to something more predatory, which would result in a rather painful death like some experienced, or go out with a bang. Grabbing the improvised flamethrower, she left the compound with all of it's blocked dead ends and traps that they had set up to defend themselves and hold out. She had managed to find out where one of the main "gardens" for the flowers was from her contact with the one. She just had to fend herself off from the ones that would do terrible gruesome things to her till she could find the death of her choice. She had nearly ran out of fuel before she had found the garden, one of the largest pods coming awake as it started to move over to her with a rustling noise.

Removing her clothing, she cried softly, tears flowing down her pale white cheeks marred by red freckles, her ginger hair in a mess as she pulled it free of the ponytail she had it in to keep it out of her eyes. Her body was nicely toned, with all of the right curves, and some motherly mass to it as she watched the flower come close, smelling the sweet alluring scent that came from the bloom as it opened up, her body shuddering faintly from the smell. Looking at the glistening purple petals, she could see the stamen tentacles sliding out of the center, these ones thicker than the one plant that had originally had her.

A soft whimper came from her lips as she felt the tentacles wrap around her limbs and torso, trembling as the slime that covered them soaked easily into her skin, and was immediately aware of the mental presence of the flower. This one was the oldest one in the garden. It had made itself there, made all of it's children. It cared not that any of them were hurt, for it was not designed to care in such a way, as it would only make it's species stronger. All of these thoughts washed over her, as she was brought close, as the bloom itself was almost sixteen feet wide, the tentacles quite thick. The ones that had her though wasted no time in softly stroking and supporting her body, rubbing sensitive points as it felt where she responded the easiest.

She could feel it as she was brought lateral to the flower, an audible sob sounding as her legs were parted and her womanly entrance was facing the center of the flower, which was filled with a myriad of tentacles, with an opening at the very center which was closed at the moment. Head was lifted so she could see over her own body, her breasts heaving softly in fear and arousal as the slime did it's work, two of the largest tentacles she ever saw raising up between her legs. They were nothing like a human cock, as they were tipped with frills and feelers, ribbed flanges running down the length of the tentacles already telling her that she was in for the fuck of her life. Her head thrashed as she didn't want to see it, but two other tentacles lifted and forced her head into position. Green eyes watched with horror once again as she saw the strange heads of one of those tentacles press against her womanly entrance, her vulva and labia spreading wide under the pressure, a grunt coming from her as she felt the pressure, as she was sure it was too big to fit. Her eyes widened though as she felt something give, as a wet rippling pleasure radiated from her as the tentacle gained entrance.

Melody was surprised that she didn't break her neck right there, as a deep moan exited her body, her hips twisting and squirming as the tentacle slowly worked it's way into her, twisting slightly yet never rocking back and forth, as the pressure was constant. She knew that this thing had to have some sort of learning mechanism, for it wasn't doing things like the smaller flower that had had her days before was doing. This one must of learned from the others just how a human could be pleasured, and it showed it here. The second tentacle paused for just long enough for the main head of the first to slide far enough in that her sex was starting to close around it rather than be spread wide, guttural whimpers and moans exiting her mouth in an endless supply. It was then that the second tentacle started to press against her ass, spinning gently like a drill, only going from left to right a couple of cycles, then right to left, the frills and feelers played a game against her anus.

Melody was already irrevocably lost to the flower, as it started to wrap her up and trap her in her own body, unable to act, leaving her body on auto pilot. No way to speed up, no way to slow down. A prisoner facing a death sentence. But what a deliciously sexual way to go. The slime piled up at her ass before the second tentacle pushed in abruptly, no slow penetration there as it popped in lewdly as it still spun, a groaning moan tearing from her chest as the pleasure was amplified exponentially. The first tentacle was already well on it's way to the back of her sex, pressing against her cervix before it began to slowly thrust against her, not moving any more than an inch, but then again it didn't have to as the feelers stroked the inside of her sex independently, each one a sensation on its own. It was enough that Melody didn't even realize it when the first orgasm hit her like a truck, nearly blacking out from the sensations.

When she came to, she was aware of an amusement from the flower, as she could feel a heavy ache in her body, like she had been running a marathon, but it was being drowned by the pleasure. It had never stopped, seeing just how far it could go, letting her almost feel the embrace of the darkness, but that was the only time she would get to know it, for next time, it would keep her head above those orgasmic waves, just so she could feel her end coming. Melody was aware now of a warmth against her body, as the flower had pulled her close, sitting her down upon the center, as it was raised up to the sun now, the petals at a half closed position.

Melody could feel a difference in the tempo now, as the tentacles were now alternating their thrusting and withdrawing, causing her hips to constantly be at war with themselves, the sound of their squelching audible to her ears. She was aware of a new set of tentacles, these ones coming up from under her legs and around her hips, thin, transparent tentacles that wrapped around her generous breasts, the ends opening to latch onto her nipples and pull them taut within them. They spared no time as they started to suck and pull, squeezing her breasts and stimulating her engorging nipples, another stamen tentacle, this one smaller rising up to stick itself into her mouth before it began to ooze a thick secretion of the slime.

It didn't take much for her to start swallowing, which made all of the sensations crystal sharp, killing her pain as it numbed that part of her nerves like a drug, and making her body react in a much larger way, bouncing and squirming beyond her control. Her heart was keeping up a steady pace, well above what was safe for the human body, her eyes fluttering open and close as she was letting out active moans as those tentacles fucked her steadily to her doom. She didn't even think of her family now, as her mind was assaulted by the sensations. The way that those frills tickled her cervix, the way the thing seemed to swell inside of her as it started to pull out, as if it could never get pulled out now that it was in her. The way the plant's consciousness kept brushing against her own, keeping her lucid, aware of what was exactly happening to her.

It had been almost twice the time that it took for her to reach her first orgasm, and as she was realizing this, she was whimpering and almost crying off for relief. If only she knew it was a combination of the plant's consciousness and slime that was setting the bar higher and higher. When the second orgasm happened, it was almost too much, as this time she was aware of everything. She could feel her body arch and lock up, hear her muffled pleasurable scream. Feel the tentacles as they pressed up against her nerve clusters in her ass and pussy and prolonged her orgasm.

It had felt like an eternity, but when she came down, she noticed the sun high in the sky. It was morning when she got to the garden. Had she really been there that long? She was also aware of rather short breaths, as the way her heart was beating a mile a minute. She was close. She knew it. Eyes glanced to and fro as she was aware of some control being allowed, seeing that the petals had risen up, as they started to close. There was no pausing this time though, her body was still actively bouncing, as she was aware of both of the tentacles actively thrusting into her in tandem, both of them spinning clockwise as they entered, spinning counter clockwise as they nearly withdrew. The ribbed exterior actively popping lewdly inside of her as the movements continued. There would be no teasing. No holding out this time. The plant informed her of this. With her last cry, her kind would never step foot with impunity on their planet again.

The tentacle withdrew from her mouth with a jerk, as she was already bucking and screaming in time with the wet rippling waves of pleasure. The slime within her system ensured that there was no pain, as her heart was nearing an ultimate crescendo, adrenaline speeding it along. She was aware of the petals starting to close around her, blocking out the light before she was illuminated in purple bio-luminescence from the inside petals of the flower. Her legs were pulled down, aware of a wet sucking sensation at her feet, knowing that the plant was starting to pull her in.

But she would never know what awaited her body at the center of the flower, as the tentacles found their final point, thrusting into her with a finality before swelling heavily within, hitting all of her sensitive points all at once. Outside of the flower, a muffled scream was heard, one that was audible even through the petals, lasting several moments before it finally was quelled, the wide stalk leading to the bloom starting to swell wide with a human like form within it, before the plant returned back to it's resting spot.