Control Freaks

Roseluck squinted as she stared out the window of her second story house. For a moment it seemed as if somepony was waving at her, but it must have just been her imagination. The only reason anypony ever visited was to buy flowers. She was just another flower-mare struggling to make it in the little city of Ponyville. Most of the time it felt like she was in the background.

The floorboards cried out with their usual worn-out creaking as the earth pony shuffled back to her desk. She had been working on growing an assortment of roses, orchids, and lilies for the past couple of months which hadn’t seemed to be surviving that well. With a disheartening sigh she gazed at one of the wilting flowers, its cherry red hue withering away with the rest of the plant.

“Everypony only wants the beautiful radiant roses, never the sickly ones that are just struggling to get by.” Roseluck gently coddled the plant in her hooves while stroking its petals. The rose slowly began regaining its luster as she did, thickening and growing until it was just as bright and beautiful as the others. “If only somepony could do the same for me.” she sighed turning back to gaze out the window.

The plant rustled behind her as if offering some form of consolation. The sound startled her at first, causing her to flip around and eagerly study the rose, but it remained perfectly still under her studious gaze. It only took a few minutes before her excitement had died away and she was doing nothing more than absentmindedly staring at the plant again. Then suddenly a thought occurred to her. She tilted her head curiously while reaching out a nervous hoof. She had never tested the limits of her gift before.

Tiny incandescent sparks popped and danced between her and the flower as she moved closer. The plant responded instantly to her touch, growing exponentially and taking over the entire counter in a matter of seconds. Roseluck gasped in disbelief before taking an uneasy step back. Its vines now stretched all the way down to the floor, their girth nearly doubling from what they were before. A large central bud bristled with life near the top of the plant as she drew closer. There was something hypnotizing about the smell that now wafted through the air.

Her mind quickly became clouded, her thoughts drifting in and out of things she had never imagined before. The surreal plant seemed to beckon to her. It called to her. Begged for her. Needed her.

Roseluck stepped forward as if in some kind of trance, openly giving herself to the thing she had created. The room gradually filled with a yellow pollen-like substance that choked and suffocated her but the only thing she could do was stand and stare. It was so beautiful. And it wanted her.

She could feel the plant’s emotions tingling in the back of her mind. It wanted to feel her love. To touch her. To caress her. To be inside her.

She couldn’t help but shiver at the last thought. As strange as it sounded she couldn’t deny that she shared the same feelings as the plant. She wanted its twisted vines to wrap around her from mane to tail. She wanted it to envelope her completely. To become a part of her.

Roseluck took a deep breath before addressing the plant, almost begging it.

“Do it.” her voice quivered under the weight of what she had just consented to. She was about to be violated beyond her wildest fantasies.

The rose stirred with the invitation, its vines giving a mighty shudder before animating into freely moving entities. Small piles of yellow spores collected around the room as Roseluck submitted herself to the plant.

She drew a long ragged, hot breath when one of the vines curled itself around her leg. Suddenly she let out a sharp yelp. The vines still had thorns on them.

Roseluck looked down to see a thin trail of blood trickling to the floor, but it didn’t bother her in the slightest.

In fact the small cut was almost... pleasurable.

She could feel the poison that coursed through her veins, running down her spine and spreading across her limbs until the sensation filled her completely. It was a sort of tingling feeling, as if her whole body had fallen asleep and the blood was just beginning to return again.

The edges of her vision grew fuzzy but still she let out a surprised gasp when the thorns suddenly retracted from the vines. A slippery secretion oozed from the open pores, leaving slimy tendrils that connected her to the plant even when the vines pulled away to move up her body. Her tongue dangled carelessly from her mouth with the euphoria and excitement as they moved closer to the area between her legs. She let out a hot breath before they stopped completely.

“Hurry up.” Roseluck gulped, her dry tongue disappearing into her mouth before sliding across her shaking lips.

“Please.” she moaned.

The plant extended one of the vines that had previously been dormant and held it a couple of inches from her face. Roseluck knew exactly what it wanted and stuck out her tongue in an attempt to taste it. Her body stood paralyzed with the vines wrapped around her legs as a heavenly scent tickled her nose from the greenish liquid the vine was secreting. Her arousal doubled that very moment and suddenly all conscious thoughts were gone. All she wanted was that vine. In her mouth. In her pussy. In her ass. Rubbing against her. It didn’t matter.

Her strained groans echoed through the room as she struggled against the paralysis, reaching out her tongue as far as it would go. Finally the vine moved just enough for the tip of her tongue to graze it. The sugary taste instantly settled in her mouth, causing her to let out an excited moan. It was like the purest of honey drizzling down her chin. She could feel the viscous liquid as it slowly slid down her leg to pool on the ground.

“More.” she begged extending her tongue to slip across the tip of the vine. The instant the plant moved it closer Roseluck took a deep breath and pushed forward. The vine slid into the back of her mouth, tickling her throat with its nectar. Her tongue unconsciously swept across the foreign object, exploring every inch of it as the blissful taste completely filled her mouth. Even the smell that had excited her so much escalated in the air. Her body was alive with all of her senses being satisfied.

Roseluck closed her eyes in anticipation as she felt the vines wrapped around her legs beginning to move up. Her knees bent on their own in a desperate attempt to get them closer to her entrance, their slow ascent leaving a thick trail of goo in their wake. Violent shudders wracked her body when they finally grazed her mound. The vines slowly teased and caressed her, taunting her with the immeasurable pleasure that washed over her with every touch. She could feel her own moist secretions mixing with that of the plant’s and becoming slicker. It was like the plant was made to be with her.

The earth pony couldn’t help but gasp and tremble when one of the vines slid across the length of her backside, leaving a long strand of slime attached to her. Suddenly, and without warning, the plant dove into her, slithering and pushing into the deepest recesses of her body. Roseluck cried out under the immense pressure inside of her her but she was promptly silenced by the vine in her mouth taking the opportunity to push deeper into her throat. Saliva trailed from her mouth as her gagging tried to force it out. At the same time she felt the other ready itself just outside of her ass.

Roseluck gave a little whimper.

The vine thrust forward without any sympathy, stretching her without limit. She could feel her insides being rhythmically pulverized through the thin wall between her orifices. The vine in her mouth continued to press forward, choking her until the edges of her vision started to grow black. Then, for no obvious reason, the vine in her mouth pulled out. Roseluck collapsed on the floor with the sounds of her frantic breathing echoing across the room. Still the vines behind her kept their relentless assault against her backside.

Her short, quick inhales were followed by tireless groans of pleasure. No matter how she turned the vines forced themselves further into her, prodding themselves to the back of her body effortlessly with the slippery lube.

“Gah! Wait!” Roseluck tried to use her hooves to push the vines out as they mercilessly drove into her. The force of their pushing was enough to start sliding the earth pony against the floor with a high-pitched screech. Suddenly her eyes widened as she noticed the vine that had been in her mouth rearing around to position itself next to the other one in her pussy.

“No! No no no no! It’ll never fi-” her words were cut off with the squirming tentacle vigorously wiggling itself inside of her with unbeknownst strength.

“AaaaaAAAHHHHH!!!!” the sensation was overwhelming. She was being stretched impossibly far and still she felt pleasure from it. The venom from the plant still raced through her veins and shrouded her with a false ecstasy. But it was real to her.

Her screams were enough to shake her small house and wake half of Ponyville, yet the plant was unfazed. The three vines slid in and out of her with chaotic tempo until she could feel a surge of euphoria washing over her body. Just as the waves of pleasure engulfed her, the vines pulled out, leaving her unsatisfied body spasming against the hard floor.

Roseluck glowered at the plant with an unparalleled amount of loathing. It had just violated and raped her and hadn’t even had the decency to let her finish completely. It was then that the giant red bulb of the flower opened up, revealing an enormous phallic-like object bristling and throbbing with life.