I got back from the grocery store just in time to see the door to my basement open. I told Spike that I was growing a dangerous breed of plant down there for Celestia, and figured he wouldn’t go poking around.

The groceries would have to wait until I investigated. Dash was down there helping me out with her second trip into the plant. Just a couple days ago Pinkie had delivered her seed. If somepony else broke in, I could be in real trouble.

“Twilight?” Applejack called out to me from next to the blossom containing Dash. “Quick, ya got to help! It’s got Dash!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the farm pony as she clawed at the plant, failing to free Dash from it’s grip. On the contrary, Dash was squirming around inside in the throes of another orgasm and Applejack was helping make it even more enjoyable for her.

“Come on, Twi, I can’t get her out!”

Walking over to the twins Dash delivered, I ran a hoof along their stems. They looked almost ready to take a pony, and they began to release spores into the air. It smelled like cinnamon apple, and they began to turn orange. I smiled and imagined giving them an A for effort. Then, I saw their vines crossing the room towards Applejack.

“It’s okay, Applejack. You’ll understand in a minute,” I explained.

Applejack spun around and bucked the stem of the plant containing Dash. It lashed out at her with a vine, sending her sprawling across the dirt of my green house. It currently had the mature plant with Dash in it, the two seedlings ready for their first pony, and the brand new seedling.

Applejack landed near the twin seedlings, and their vines wrapped up her legs. She tried to stand up and couldn’t, and began to bite and chew on the vines. They were too rubbery and she made no progress eating through the vine.

“Twilight, use your magic! Come on!” Applejack shouted.

“These are the magic immune plants from the Everfree. They chose me to help them survive extinction, and now they’ve chosen you.”

“Ah don’t want this, Twilight! Let me go!”

I walked around and took a good look. Two of the vines ran to the plant on the right, and were pulling her forelegs towards it. The other plant had grasped her hind legs. They pulled her taut and began to struggle over which plant would get the farm pony.

“Interesting,” I observed.

“Twilight, please help me!” Applejack shouted.

I lifted a vine up with my hoof and brushed it against her lips. She turned her head, and the vine moved itself around her neck. After it began to choke her, she gasped for breath and the vine slid into her mouth. Now that she was gagged, I took a seat to enjoy the show.

Applejack was laying on the petals between the two plants. The large tentacle dicks in the flowers were turning rigid and coating themselves in a green fluid. They emitted some more spores as they tugged at the pony.

More and more vines wrapped around her, until her fur and mane were barely visible. She was stronger than Dash, and the spores seemed to be much slower to effect her. Finally the plant on the left started bending inwards.

With a quick tug, the left plant shoved it’s phallic tentacle up into her pussy. I could see the tentacle swelling, sealing itself into her pussy.

The plant on the right wasn’t ready to give up. It was losing ground as the other plant speared the pony. The losing plant dug it’s vines into Applejack, and leaned inward. It shoved it’s thick tentacle into her mouth. The green fluid squirted down her throat, and spilled out her nose. This tentacle also began to swell up and flare, lodging itself into her mouth.

Applejack couldn’t flail anymore. She had two dozen vines constricting around her. For a moment, I worried she couldn’t breathe. Small bubbles from her nose let me know she was still breathing, as the overflowing of plant juices leaked out.

The two plants began to curl up their leaves, rolling over Applejack. It appeared that they were not willing to sacrifice Applejack to the other plant, and were both moving forward with impregnating her. I might have to consider surgery to get the seed out of her stomach, but for now, I wanted to see if the seed could germinate and deliver from a cavity other than the pussy.

Applejack was panting and moaning as the last petals rolled over her. The plants appeared to be kissing as the external vines slowly withdrew. She began to buck again causing one of the petals to start to unroll. Then, the internal vines began wrapping her back up. I could see through the translucent petals that the vine in her pussy had pulled her down to it’s base. She had to have the full two feet inside her, swollen and gluing itself to her snatch.

The plant in front seemed to sense it’s dilemma. Each time it pushed down her throat, Applejack would spasm and choke. The plant then did the most amazing thing. Two smaller vines slithered up her nose. They looked like the vine that went down Dash’s throat, allowing her to breathe. These two smaller vines snaked into her nose and I saw several feet worth slide in.

Applejack began to breathe easier. I watched as the plant on the right shoved Applejack’s mouth down to it’s base. She now had both reproductive organs filling her pussy and throat completely, with two small vines running into her lungs to keep her alive.

I wondered how amazing it must feel to be in her position, and looked at Dash with longing. I would have to leave her in charge for a few days so I could experience the joys of the plant again. It filled me with a horny desire knowing they were having all the fun without me.

Looking back at Applejack I saw her submitting to the plants will. The plants were bucking her, matching their rhythms to ram their thick vines into her mouth and pussy in a back and forth motion.

From this perspective, I could see the seed in the base of the plants bulge up the stem. Each plant sent it’s child towards Applejack. The large lump passed easily into her pussy, and I could see her quivering as she climaxed. The plant didn’t waste any time before it started fucking her again.

It was at this point I saw another tentacle find Applejack’s asshole, and thrust deep inside it. I wondered if she had ever played with anal toys before.

The seed going into her mouth seemed to get stuck for a moment in her mouth. Applejack’s head was tilted back, and I could see the seed bulge down her throat into her stomach.

She passed out in the embrace of the plant, and I found myself with a hoof on my wet clit. I frowned, and reached for a nearby vine from the mature plant. I guided the vine into my pussy and lay on my back. Despite being busy with Dash, the mature plant still did it’s best to give me sexual release.

Had Spike or Pinkie Pie come to check on me, they would have found the three of us being pleasured by the plants. By tomorrow Dash would be free, and in a few days Applejack would have two babies in her womb and stomach.

This was going to be an excellent week, and soon I would start growing these plants in other cities.

Author's Note

I can't stop writing clop, because I don't want to.

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