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Teaser for my new short, Full Bloom!

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Griffin wasn't often one to get directly involved with the subjects that he was observing. He'd sat by and let countless specimens die, some of incredibly high rarity all for the sake of letting nature take its course. However, just this once, he decided to open his heart and his ass up to let this flower have an adequate host to implant its seeds in. It was for science. As a botanist, it pained him to see valuable plants place themselves in spots where survivability was unlikely. So it was always a joy when he came across specimens thriving in the strangest of places. When he came across a Vivipary Flower deep in a cave in the rainforest, taking root in a beam of light that somehow managed to find its way in from a hole in the ceiling and the foliage above it, he knew that was only a matter of time before it died and took its valuable seeds with it. Various parts of the flower had been shown to have remarkable healing properties. If researchers could synthesize medicine out of it, they could find treatments or even cures to various diseases and ailments. Countless lives could be saved. The only issue was that the plant was so rare. It needed incredibly specific conditions to be met in order to thrive, conditions that had been unable to be recreated in a laboratory setting. They were morons. All of them. The Vivipary Flower wasn't meant to grow in a sterile environment under harsh artificial light. No, it needed a space in a garden to commune with other plants with real sunlight feeding it and loose, sopping soil to sink its roots deep into. Most of all, it needed to sink its seeds deep into the bowels of a live human before the little things would sprout. But nooooo. The lab techs were far too squeamish and prude. Despite the sticks stuck up their asses, they couldn't fathom the idea of having anything else up there. They kept trying to recreate an artificial large intestine for the sole purpose of gestating the seeds. They didn't want (or couldn't be bothered) to just do the simplest solution. They always want to needlessly overcomplicate the process, and so Griffin was left to step up and do it himself. So there he was, deep in the rainforest after using all the skills in his arsenal to find this miracle of nature, and what a find it was! The Vivipary Flower was among the largest in the natural world. A giant central bloom lay among the rocks. Without a stalk, it sat right atop of them, but its roots somehow managed to dig their way between the cracks and into the soil underneath. Its five wide petals were a vibrant yellow that gradually turned into a burnt orange along the outer lips. From the center of it all was a tall spadix, a stalk that was meant to draw in pollinators. It was quite unusual to see a spadix without a spathe, a singular colorful leaf-like bract that most assume to be a giant petal. Smaller versions of the flower were spread around it in a network of vines that created a net to help keep itself anchored in place. But it also had another purpose. Once Griffin got too close to it, the vines would ensnare him in much the same way that a venus flytrap would close on an insect. The only difference was that he'd eventually be let go to spread its seeds to the wilderness. He could feel himself getting wet by just thinking about it. He kept his distance as he undressed. It wouldn't do to trudge back through the rainforest with his clothes ripped to shreds. He took time to fold his clothes neatly and placed it on a dry slab of rock, not that it mattered with how damp it was with his own sweat. Carefully, Griffin began to move towards the plant, ignoring the sharp stones digging into the soles of his feet. As soon as his toes brushed against the delicate leaves, the vines began to move. They were slow at first. It was like they were gradually waking up after a deep sleep. Griffin felt his heart pound in his chest as he continued on his way towards the central bloom. He had his eyes locked onto the spadix, imagining what it would feel like once it was finally inside him. All around him, the vines and leaves shuddered. The little mini spadixes of the smaller flowers twitched and released a puff of yellow pollen. The little particles drifted through the enclosed space. Griffin welcomed them by taking deep breaths as a curious vine began to hesitantly travel up his ankle. He could already feel the pollen beginning to relax his muscles. It was all so he'd be more pliant as the main bloom used him as a receptacle, not that he was going to fight it anyway. Griffin felt heat spread through his body in time with his strength being sapped from his legs. But at least he made it to his destination. With a satisfied huff, he let himself fall to his knees on the thick petals. He took deep, heaving breaths as the pollen ran through his system. He could feel his core heat up and moisten, clenching around nothing with a wet squelch. Even more vines began to creep up his legs. Griffin let his chest dip down onto the soft petals, legs spreading to allow the creeping plant more room to explore him. His head looked up to the thick spadix that stood upright. His hand moved to grip it along the base before stroking up and down to feel the slightly rough texture. Griffin could feel himself drooling at the thought of impaling himself on it. Saliva dripped out of the corner of his mouth to dribble down and pool around his cheek. He felt something prodding at his asshole. Certain vines ended with bulbous tips for this very reason. A fluid began to seep through the plant's skin, bringing a minty scent along with it. The cool secretion was a shock of cold against Griffin's heated flesh. The cool gel brought a tingling sensation to his rim, but he knew that it was only a numbing agent meant to aid in the stretch. He moaned, pushing back against the bulb. It was able to slip in with little resistance. Even clenching around the vine, the usual burn that came with stretching his rim was absent. The knowledge and feeling of his asshole widening without pain would have been enough to get him hard even without the aphrodisiacal pollen. Testosterone had been kind to him in regards to bottom growth. His fully erect clit pointed stiffly down from between his spread legs, two whole inches of nerves stood buzzing in anticipation.
June 6, 2026 at 2:18 AM