Flowers of the Sapphire Moon Ch. 04

Along the way to the surface, Jen began searching for John and Brett. She had no idea how long she'd been unconscious, but they would be worried sick if it had been more than a few minutes.

She wandered down the dark passageways, without a light, only realizing after a few minutes that the walls were emitting a strange glow. She hadn't noticed when they were entering originally, because the dim glow was almost unnoticeable with their strong flashlights -- if it had been there at all.

She carefully examined the small veins running all along the walls and found that they all had a common direction. When she came to a fork in the tunnel, the wall lights all seemed to go in one direction. Despite her gut, she felt that the best chance of getting to the outside was to follow the lights to their origin. Especially since, as fellow scientists, both of her colleagues would do the same.

When she finally reached the end of the lights, she was shocked to find herself back in the chamber with the flower. Jen couldn't help but notice that one of the pods was now a bit larger than the rest, with a slightly pink hue.

Now that she was back at the same cavernous room, she felt that it was an opportunity to investigate what had happened and why she was moved to the other room.

She walked up to the flower which had...well she wasn't quite sure what had been done to her. Obviously it had the intent of reproduction, but she was lucky enough to be of a different species. However, the pod that she had emerged from could have conceivably been a female plant. If she had been somehow moved to it, the tubule within her when she woke could have been extracting whatever the flower had filled her with. In other words, she was the carrier for the plant's reproductive material the way that a honeybee is the same for flowers.

Despite her curious prodding, the plant would not soften enough that she could pull back the petals.

She could tell that it wasn't going to open, and she was now being assaulted by a painful hunger. She didn't know when she ate last, but the hunger pains right down in her lower abdomen were starting to become painful. There was a sharp burn in her pelvis and she gave a groan. She really had to get back to the camp and get something to eat.

"Help! Is someone there?!" Jennifer heard muffled shouts that sounded like John.

Turning, she could see the pod that had been swollen was now moving.

She hurried over and as she approached, the petals unfurled. She stopped at the pod, shocked. Laying at her feet in a foetal position was John, completely naked and shivering. He was laying on his right side, facing away from her.

Despite her shyness, she was very concerned and didn't hesitate in turning him onto his back.

As he stretched out, looking up at her, she pulled back in horror. There was a thick tube attaching him to the pod by his navel, like the ones that connected the pods to the flower. As she watched in revulsion, the tip detached from his stomach and pulled back into the plant.

John stood up and looked closely at Jen.

"Jennifer, is that you?"

She pulled back farther, stopping when her back bumped into the flower.

"What happened to you, John? You don't look normal."

John looked around the room and then examined himself, lifting his arms and looking at them like he'd never seen them before.

"I'm not normal. I feel a lot better than that. I feel incredible. I've never felt so strong and healthy. It's absolutely amazing."

"John, that thing was attached to you with a tube. And you look weird."

Jennifer paused at her statement. He did look odd, but she hadn't stopped to think how. He looked a bit more muscular than she remembered, and his navel looked more like the navel of a fruit than a belly button. It was soft looking, with tiny petals which had curled up and covered the slight divot when the tube had detached from him. She had never seen his penis before, but it also looked odd. She could see the flaccid head, but it was the only part that stuck out from his body. Just around it, she noticed that there were four little bumps which looked like tiny acorns.

She was beginning to wonder how all of that hadn't seemed extremely strange to her a moment earlier, having seemingly lost all sense of normality.

He began staring at her, and she froze.

She looked down at herself slowly and was glad to see that her body looked normal. She looked back up at him and watched, now terrified, as the head of his penis moved farther from his body. It stiffened and the sheen changed as it excreted slippery oils. As he walked towards her, his dick slid out ten inches from his body and small bumps extended out almost as far on what seemed to be prehensile stalks. They began dancing around his twitching cock and Jen found herself mesmerized by the display.

As she looked upon his penis, she felt another hunger pain. Instead of her mouth watering with her condition, she felt her pussy dripping with her juices. She realized that her instincts weren't telling her to chew. Her mouth wasn't what desired to be filled. She could feel a pleasure as something deep in her pussy shifted and rubbed her sensitive walls.

She continued to watch the little stalks as they spun around rapidly, a desire building in her. Jen's intent followed them as they curled around his penis and it hardened completely, her desire now intently focused on it.

She pushed forwards and kissed him. He kissed her back, his tongue trying to wriggle into her mouth. She opened up to him and massaged his tongue with her lips as she wrestled his with her own. When she pulled back a moment, he quickly pulled her back to him. She pulled back again and bit his lip, taking the opportunity to push forward.

Instead, he pressed back against her advance and slammed her into the flower's wall petal. In that moment, he had gone from excitement to a pure frenzy.

As she moaned, he assaulted her breasts with kisses, sucking them until she felt a firestorm in her pussy.

He grabbed her by the arms and dragged her down onto her back. He kissed her mouth again, as his dick rubbed gently up and down her lips. The oils on it combined with her sopping juices and the lubricated head dipped in slightly each time it slid past her opening.

Without hesitation, he pushed his dick up inside her. She could feel the ridges that the tubes formed on his penis, and her pussy began massaging him with her muscles. She couldn't believe how sensitive the nerves inside her pussy were, or how precise. She could feel every vein on his penis, as they slid back and forth within her.

He pushed most of his length into her tight passage and bumped against a blockage. It didn't feel like he was all the way in, so she assumed that it was her womb.

She felt him pumping in and out, vigorously now, pressing against her tiny inner opening each time he thrust in. Waves of pleasure radiated from her pelvis and she felt an orgasm forming. It felt like her whole body was seizing, her muscles tensing longer every time she moved them. She hovered on the edge, breathing in sharp gasps, as she felt him start to push farther.

The ring of muscle that held him back loosened just enough and he pushed his head through.

"Uh" he groaned.

She felt his head swelling slightly and she began shaking as her orgasm finally hit her. Her whole body was quaking and her pussy massaged him. Her body was ready to take his seed, and he knew it, so he stopped trying to hold back and let go.

Jen was just starting to plateau from her orgasm when she felt him begin to cum deep inside her, depositing a torrent within her.

Her body shook again as she felt it splashing inside and pooling within her. Jen couldn't believe the sensation as her insides swelled with his seed.

John laid on her as his shaft twitched; squirting a little more fluid each time it tensed. His orgasm slowly subsided, along with hers.

After a few minutes, his dick softened and the head was squeezed out of Jen slightly as the ring of muscles shrunk to its original size and then sealed completely.

She couldn't help but feel strange. She was no longer hungry. She wasn't sure exactly how having sex had taken care of her appetite, but it had.

John got up off her and laid down again, this time beside her. As he did so, she felt another movement like the one earlier, inside her channel.

She sat up and looked at him. He had a little bit of semen on the head of his penis, which was again the only part of his dick outside his body.

Jen's stomach turned a bit at the thought that they had just had unprotected sex. His sperm were wriggling around freely, sealed within her right at that moment. She hoped and prayed that she wasn't ovulating, or that it just wouldn't happen.

"John, what were you thinking doing that inside of me!" she suddenly exploded at him. "I could be pregnant!"

He looked at her, dazed. "I couldn't move. My head swelled up and I couldn't pull out. It hurt a little."

Jen was disappointed at him. He was probably lying. Though to be fair, she wasn't sure what should be expected of some strange plant-human hybrid. It wasn't something that came up often.

"Well why did you do that in the first place?!" she demanded.

"I don't know. I was dreaming or something and I heard this groaning sound and all the sudden I needed to get out. When I saw you there and you looked pale, I experienced this incredible feeling. It was like I went into a frenzy, and I needed to cum in you. I just had to. There's no way I can explain it, it was purely instinctual."

Jen thought back to the strange tentacles which had emerged from him and completely vexed her. If he could bring up such strong desires within her just with his movements, then it was conceivable that he might feel uncontrollable urges himself.

"I'm so tired" John said, deflated.

He got up as Jen watched and walked over to the pod, which was lying open. He climbed into it and curled up. Jennifer didn't know what to say, so she remained silent even as the tube connected with John's navel and the petals wrapped themselves around him again.

Jen was again alone. The swollen pod stood still.

As outrageous as it seemed, her friend was a plant creature now; one that had seduced and consequently inseminated her, which somehow settled her hunger.

It was safe to say that she was confused.

Regardless of that, she decided that she still needed to get back to the camp.

Since she was now in the final cavern that she was in before she was captured, she followed the signs they had left themselves until she was outside. It was dark, but the sky was clear and the stars were bright.

By the time she got back to the camp, it was well past bed call and everyone was inside their own tents with the exception of the few who were still up in the mess tent. Because she wasn't sure how long she'd been gone, it made the task of deciding what to do next quite tricky. Despite how conniving it seemed, she decided it best that she go to her tent and simply act as though she thought the day she had disappeared was a dream.

She looked around and was distraught when she couldn't find her tent. It had obviously been more than a few days, because they wouldn't have packed it up otherwise.

As she searched, a man walked out of the mess tent and towards her. He was tall with short dark brown hair and stubble over his chin. He wore jeans and a dark red v-neck sweater over his t-shirt, which had been what he wore when the two had first met. When she turned around and he saw her face, he froze.

"Dr. Laurent? Jennifer Laurent? Is that you?" He sounded shocked.

"Is that you, Kenneth?" she asked in return, recognizing her friend.

Jen was quite the sight without her usual attire. Or any attire, for that matter. Though most claimed they had, John was the only one in the expedition who had ever seen Jennifer without at least a bikini.

She realized that Ken was staring and covered herself as best she could.

He looked ashamed suddenly and looked away.

"You've been gone for months. We looked in the caves but we couldn't find any sign of you. What happened?"

Jen didn't quite know what to say, so she went with the first answer that seemed reasonable.

"I just woke up down by the caves and wandered back here. I have no idea where I was. I'm really cold and scared."

She put on her very best innocent lost girl expression and Ken gave her a look of concern.

"Well let's get you to the medical tent and get you checked out...and into some clothes."

Jen let him guide her to the large medical tent and pick out a gown which fit her. She would have been deeply relieved before, to have her dignity back in some part, but now it felt like nothing.

Apparently months ago, she had been raped by that flower. She had lost her virgin seal and had that strange plant fill her with...well with something. There were many questions still unanswered. But now, just hours earlier, she had willingly given her body to John. Whatever he was, in that moment she had wanted him to enter her once sacred channel and release his seed deep within it. As of that instant, she had nothing left of her purity to hide from hungry eyes.

Kenneth got her up on the middle of the three beds. The left was open but had evidently been used just a short time earlier for a casual exam of some sort. The one in the corner of the tent was enclosed by a curtain, probably in use by another patient.

"Are you feeling ill? I'm not sure what would be normal, because I'm not sure what you've been doing for the past three months, but what do you feel?"

Jen shrugged.

"I feel fine. Honestly. I just feel very tired and sore, like I've been asleep for a long time but in a really uncomfortable bed."

Ken nodded. He checked her vitals and attached a few monitors to her, but everything checked out. After taking a blood sample for testing, he couldn't think what else to do.

"I guess it would be best if you just rest here tonight" he finally concluded. "I'll close the curtains so that no one bothers you."

Jen thanked him and gladly lay down on the bed. Once he left and the lights dimmed, she drifted off to sleep.