You get close to the pod and poke it. You hear a hiss and then you see a large brown mulch being squeezed out of the pod. It is roughly the size and shape of a person, you know what it is, what it was. You gulp and think about running, but in this garden, you would have no chance, you just have to be a good slave, to avoid winding up like that. You scoop up the mulch and throw it into a wheel barrow, you look around and can hear Harley and Ivy having fun. You realize that you will need multiple barrel trips to the compost heap, as you take the first load you peak at Harley going down on Ivy. She notices you, and gives you a sly grin and a wink, you move on quickly. You go back and notice a tape and a camera as you shovel again, you place playback to see what it is.
It is a woman, a dainty unremarkable brunet. She is dressed like a secretary and is sobbing and kicking as she is pulled into the purple plant,” NOOO!” she screams again and again, you turn the volume down to make sure the no-one sees you. Or notices you getting turned on as the crying woman is dragged slowly down, her legs first, her shirt popping open revealing her rather nice tits as the lips of the plant squeeze her stomach tightly.
The arousal gets greater as you look at the mush, and realize that is what happened to her, throwing sanity to the wind (and having a hard on for what seems like hours you begin to fuck the vaguely humanoid mush while watching the secretary being dragged down and watching her lithe form squirming inside the stalk of the plant. You quickly cum and rather ashamedly finish shovelling the mush into the wheel barrow. You finish and return to the exhausted Ivy and Harley, who look at your now flaccid penis suspiciously,” Well done, now go find a place to sleep.” As you leave you here Harley giggle,” The mush is fun to fuck!”
