Tentacle

Note from author: I warn you that you probably won’t get a lot of this if you have not read the rest of the plant series. Plant(ed) 5.01 – Expert I should say that by now I am an expert on the alien plants. That being said I am also an addict. You see I’m a soldier stationed in the village near the crater crash site. My assignment is the most boring I have ever had, in or out of the military. The entire village population had been forced to move into quarantine after the crash and to hold up the appearance that nothing was amiss in this town we had populated the entire area with military folk acting as village folk. Most of the military folk had experience with this or that and were useful in the research or confinement of the alien plant species popping up all over the area around the meteorite crash site. ...

(story continues from Plant(ed) 5.01 – Expert) Plant(ed) 5.02 - Expert Makes New Friends The next couple of days I went out and did basically the same thing and every day the urges to go do it again got stronger and stronger. I barely even remembered that at one time I had been disgusted at the idea of being molested by an alien plant, now I was submitting myself to them fondling me daily. My excuse to myself was that it was just a really safe place (safe from human eyes at least) to go sun tanning. After only two days I realized that instead of using my vibrator (which I still used) to disarm the plants ability to suppress the sense of touch, I found that using a military transmitter used to control remote vehicles and such produced more than enough “electrical interference” that I could feel the bulbers all over my body while I sun bathed. Now that I had become more comfortable with the entire process of sunbathing and avoiding the jeep patrols I got a little more daring. I wanted to sunbathe longer than usual so instead of sneaking out of the fence and having to open and close the hole I decided to hide inside the forest just past the charred zone inside the fence, while the patrol Jeep passed. ...

(story continues from Plant(ed) 5.02 - Expert Makes New Friends) Plant(ed) 5.03 – Addicted After I fed my “husband” breakfast and he went off to work, I began to think about my situation. I had a “new friend” and I knew that if I went to him… well I’m calling the pitcher plant a him because it makes me feel less guilty that I’m thinking of it sexually, even though I know that most flowers are naturally both sexes it just felt better to call him a him. Anyways I knew that if I went back to him that I would just crave it more. I tried to steel myself against going to him but somehow I was drawn back to that forest! I just had to see him one more time, and thinking about him almost as if he were a boyfriend or a lover… That morning, while doing chores to distract myself from thoughts of him, a warm feeling like the idea of going to see a lover that has been distant for a long while, would wash over me whenever I thought of going to his spot in the forest. I was almost even starting to think of “rabbit” as our pet. ...