Studying a Creature

The Living Plant / The Start of the Maredragora Arc

A sweet melody suddenly caressed my ears, filling them with a wonderful and slow tune. That was new... it sounded heavenly... no, hypnotizing, as if it was trying to call me. My body shifted on its own, regardless of still being half-conscious from slumber. Through my cloudy mind, I can hear it clearly, and oh Celestia, was the tune addicting! The hum continued, only growing stronger and stronger. I opened my eyes, as the sound had separated me from sleep, only to be met by the same darkness that filled my eyes earlier.

"Hmm... am I still asleep...?" I asked myself with a groggy voice, and then tried to wipe my eyes open, but found myself unable to do so. "Mm... why can't I..." I continued to struggle, doing my best to raise a hoof, but only to be stopped by a strong resistance. Was I... bound with something? "Siren!" I called out, in hopes of her hearing me. Of course she will; why not? She was only inches away from me when sleeping, since she preferred breakfast in bed, regardless of my defiance.

No response.

"Siren!" I called out once more. Still no response. I felt myself getting impatient -- of course, who wouldn't in such a situation? Plus, knowing Siren very well, this might be one of her weird fetishes she kept shoving down my throat. I took in a deep breath, and then screamed once more, "Sireee" - looking at the bright side, exercising your lungs every morning has its benefits - "eee-- mphh..." I felt something hard being shoved down my mouth, like a pole or something. A sudden weight was placed on my belly, letting me gasp in surprise. Before I could question what was on top of me, a peek of light went through my eyes as a blindfold that covered them was lifted, blinding me momentarily. As soon as my eyes adjusted, I saw Siren sitting on me.

There was an annoyed expression on her face, like there was something wrong. She eyed me for a moment, cocking her head from side to side as she took every bit of my reflection, while I just stared at her, dumbfounded by her sudden inspection.

"Uh... Siren...?"

It took her a moment for her ears to register my voice, before shaking her head, and then letting out a sigh. She removed a pair of pillow that was tied on either of my ears... no wonder I couldn't hear her earlier.

"Yeah, yeah, I hear y'ah," she muttered, as she untied the blanket that bounded me. Was she trying to mummify me?

"What's with the tying me like some sort of package...?" I straightened out my limbs, stretching them with a satisfying crack. She didn't answered my question, and only stared at me more cautiously. "Okay..." I tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down forcefully on the bed. "Hey! I told you no sex for the tim--" I didn't get to finish my retort, as I stared directly at Siren's eyes.

"I know..." she whispered, batting her mesmerizing eyes in a pleading way, "but please... just this time. It's been long since the last time you've fed me, anyway."

My mouth hung agape, and I found myself petrified by her stare. I mean, how could one deny a mare's offer, especially by the way she was staring hungrily at me? Her eyes were pleading, giving me a good view of her mesmerizing emerald eyes; her breathing was... deep and slow, hitting me on the face with its warmth; she was drooling in anticipation, licking her lips multiple times as she prepared them for a long, passionate, sloppy one o' one.

I took a gulp, as a conflict suddenly arose inside of my head: if I agree to have a morning session with her, all of my efforts will lead to nothing, and I don't want it to end worthless. But my other 'head' was saying otherwise, thinking nothing more than getting its hunger, sated. Damn prick ain't helping me in making decisions!

"I-I-I already told you: no for the time being... a-and besides, you already agreed!" I tried my best to convince her, but the stuttering in my voice gave her a hint that I'm not quite sure with my answer.

"I did agree... but what would you feel like when you're forcefully separated from your natural diet...?" she inched her head closer to me, until her nose touched mine, which she emphasized with a cute "boop".

Damn, she has a point...

Siren released her wet tongue from her mouth, giving my muzzle a quick lick, before locking it with hers. The lips she kept working on earlier had its desired effect, quickly dampening my dry rim for a smooth make out session. She attacked me with fervor, wrapping her forelegs around my head in a tight hug. Her moist muscle slithered past my slit, quickly searching for its partner, and inviting it in a game of roughhousing.

In spite of my efforts to resist her tempting offer, I found myself slowly succumbing to her wants. And then, my ears picked it up again; the soothing hum that echoed inside of my bedroom. Something inside of me snapped, making me push Siren off of me by surprise. She landed on her back with an "oof". But I didn't care for her, as I had something far more important inside of my head: knowing where and who holds the captivating voice. But not long enough before it ends quickly, leaving me empty inside.

"What was that...?" I muttered, before staring back at the pissed off mare. Siren looked like she was steaming; her face turning crimson as her cheeks bloated for a second. But what caught my attention was her position: she was spread eagle, giving me a full view of her perfect frame. Now it was my turn to blush, and the hungry monster quickly took notice, using it to her advantage.

She pulled me down using her flexible tail, making me face her now dripping cunt. My eyes felt like they were about to leave their socket, and my pupils quickly shrank down to size as her musk quickly invaded my nostrils; the usual musky scent, mixed with a hint of cherry and grapes, due to her new habit of wasting one fourth of a bottle of shampoo all to herself.

I looked up at her, while she stared back at me with a sly smile, and intimidating eyes.

"Come on, Pico. Drink up while it's still fresh..." she said with a lust-filled voice. I looked back at her folds, admiring its winking nub. As I was about to give it a tentative taste, a loud ringing noise disturbed me from my focus. I glanced at the shrieking alarm clock, narrowing my eyes as I checked the time: 9 A.M.; an hour and a half minutes later than what time I intended to wake up.

"Oh buck!" I quickly rolled off the bed, and walked towards the clock to shut it off. "Did you mess with the alarm clock!?" I asked Siren, who only stared at me with a face that obviously say, "Are you kidding me?"

"No..." she replied, before standing up on the bed, and then marching through the door, and heading downstairs. She just left me alone in the room, with nothing else to do, than accept the fact and let out a sigh.

An hour and a half minute later than what time I intended to wake up. My guess was that the town street might already be getting filled up by ponies. But hey, looking at the bright side: I managed to escape Siren's clutches. It's either that my lucky day was just starting, or she was just having a bad one. But playing it safe, I decided that it was best to avoid her more than usual, as she looked a bit more aggressive -- or rather, possessive.

And as what I'd just said, I decided to avoid her as best as I can in the morning. The first thing I did after I went downstairs was head to the kitchen, not minding her as she just sat like a couch potato on the sofa. I prepared her breakfast, as always, but did so like I was just offering a wind some air. Our discussion was just simple; topics that I simply answered with either a yes or no, even though I didn't listened much.

After that, a quick shower in the bathroom, and thank Celestia she wasn't as noisy as she was used to be. Taking a shower while somepony knocks on the door while repeatedly calling your name like a maniac can sometimes get a little unnerving, you know?

Once I was done, she took her turn, while I groom myself and then waited for her to finish, which exactly takes about half an hour, due to her, doing something expected from a Tyke that is sensitive to hot water. To expect that she was used to that kind of treatment, I guess not.

So after that, she's finished, and I'm also finished, we were set to leave the house. And I'd say, today's morning was fruitless, compared to what happened during the past days and weeks.

I checked if I had everything I need on me, and when I meant everything, I just meant my camera that was mounted on my shoulders. I gave Siren a final glance, making sure that she's wearing her attire, before finally leaving.

As expected, ponies were already piling up in town square, where all of the floats were parked before the parade starts. The setting was beautiful; banners that read, "Ponyville Summer Harvest Parade" were hung around the place; there were strings with different varieties of colors were tied from one light post, to another; stalls were built up around the place by vendors; ponies who were festive enough wore hats, adorned with fruits or vegetables, and some were both. Now that made me wish that I should had gotten Siren something that relates to the theme, rather than just a costume of black and white. Well, there were some stalls that sold those particular items.

I took a quick shot of the amazing carts that were made to look like fruits and vegetables, ranging from apples, cabbages, pumpkin, etc.

"Woah..." the awestruck Tyke said, hovering closer and closer to the colorful mobiles.

"Hey, Siren. Those aren't real, you know?" I warned her, snapping her out of her trance.

"I know that... I'm not that stupid..." she huffed, as she slowly descended back on the ground. Ouch...

"Ponies, make way for the floats, as they are about to move!" Mayor Mare's voice echoed through the speaker, catching the attention of the mob. A huge way was suddenly made, big enough for the floats to make way. I quickly followed the crowd, getting a place in it that gave me an ugly view: behind a huge technicolor wall. Well... I got no choice now, do I?

I prepared my camera, waiting for the first float to drive in: an apple. I held my camera up high, standing on my rear legs, awkwardly, just to get a shot of the scene.

Flash!

"Well that's one..." I muttered, before going back on all fours again. Second float: a banana. Another flash. "Got it..." third float: an orange. Fourth float: a watermelon. Fifth float: a banana. Sixth: a potato. More and more floats came rushing in, giving me no time to get a good look at every one of them, as the crowd in front of me started to get wild.

I just hope Siren's getting a better view, than what I'm having, I thought to myself, before glancing at my shoulder. "Hey, Siren, you okay back... there..." and just like a stallion with a memory of a gold fish, I forgot that Siren had wings, and was more amazed as she saw that the plastic plants were not just huge, but were also moving. It didn't take long, before she finally joined the roar of the crowds, swaying her limbs from left to right, and back and forth.

"Well... at least she's getting a good view..." I tried my hardest to get at least a good angle shot of the scene. Once again, I stood on my hind legs, and raised my hooves up high, struggling to keep my balance. "Just a little... hm!" my camera went flying away from my hooves, as Siren accidentally knocked it, and even detached it from the mount. It landed on the ground with a sickening 'crack!' Its parts flinging away from its main body, and its sensitive lens burst into pieces.

I stared at it idly, trying to search the right reaction to use at the next moment. I gazed Siren above me, who was still enjoying the parade, unbeknownst to her that she just broke one of my equipment. "Siren..." I muttered coldly. Though, it didn't grab her attention, but I can't blame her; it's just really noisy at the moment. "Siren." I increased my voice a little bit, which ended up the same way.

Accepting my defeat, I just let out a sigh; it's more formal, than screaming loudly at her in the middle of the crowd. I walked sluggishly towards my camera, reluctantly picking it up using my teeth. I went back to Siren to inform her that I'm going back home, which, I guess she also didn't hear. Well, she knew the way back to my house, since I'd already given her a tour in the town, and also, she's already a full grown mare now. Besides, this was her first time seeing a parade, so letting it pass might be a good enough choice. But just wait until she gets back home.

The way to my house was quiet, like a ghost town or something, due to most of the residence were at the parade. The noise of thundering screams started to lower down, as I reached a distance between them. Well, at least the quietness was something to savor at this moments.

I reached the doorstep of my humble abode, twisting the doorknob and taking a step inside. My ear suddenly twitched, and the same familiar melody suddenly surrounded me. "Hmm...?" by instincts, I quickly craned my neck, staring at the front of my house. I glanced from left to right, trying to find where it was coming from. Definitely coming from the opposite side of the parade, which leads to the park. And just like earlier, not long before it ended.

Curiousness hit me, making me throw my now useless item on the couch, and then head back outside.

I galloped towards the park, making no stops or whatsoever. Just, what if I missed the chance of knowing who, or what might be the one making the wonderful music?

As expected, it was just like the abandoned streets of the town. Nopony, except for me. I scanned the area, taking cautious steps while doing so. Trees. Trees. Trees. Bench. Fountain. Trees. More trees. Most of the things that crosses my vision were either patches of green, or just some benches.

But there was a certain thing that seized my interest, and it was another plant-life. Though, there was something that made it stand out from most of them, and I even thought it was another equine being in a distance.

First off: it was something new. I may only visit the park, rarely, but I'm a hundred percent sure that it was newly planted. Second: the size. I mean, it was almost the same size of a pony; standing in front of it, the flower petals were inches higher above my head, and also had a distinct shape of a real pony. Third: I've never seen that type of plant before, but the flower looked... recognizable... Not even my books showed me something like that. Or maybe I just forgot?

I took a closer inspection, mesmerized by the plant itself. It released off a strong fragrance, and oddly familiar scent. I knew it, but I just couldn't put my tongue on it. I walked around it, admiring its odd curve. That confirmed it; very pony-like indeed. The figure looked like a standing mare, with the flower looking like a crown on its head; it had a green coat -- odd for a plant to possess fur, and behind its well rounded... plot?... was a long leaf that looked like a tail. It even had four stems that looked like legs, but the rear ones had thorns, and were buried inches below the ground.

I just wished I had my camera with me. Taking a picture of the plant would've been great. I took a seat in front of it, taking a closer look at its face-like features. I narrowed my eyes, moved my head from side to side, just to get a good view of it. I just couldn't get enough of it. And maybe the plant itself got annoyed at me, since it started to move, and I meant move, as in uprooted its stems from the ground.

"Ah!!!" I stumbled backwards, landing on my back as the plant took its turn to look at me. It had a pair of purple eyes, blinking it a few times as the freaky pony inched towards me. I felt like running away, yet found myself stuck in place. In just a few seconds, she was now on top of me, exchanging breaths with me as my snout touched hers. Ha! I would be amazed at seeing a plant that was breathing through a nose, if I didn't feel like passing out right now.

It slowly placed a dirt-covered hoof on my face, making me irk slightly. A smile suddenly formed on its face, before leaning on my shoulder. Even at the verge of panic, I still find the smile, kind of cute. Then I heard it; the soft music I was looking for. She was the one who was making it; singing it.

I found my body calming down; my mouth stopped from convulsing; my limbs felt numb; my eyes were dropping slightly; my five senses felt dull. I couldn't hear anything; feel anything; smell anything; hear anything...except... except for the thing that was giving me a lullaby.

In what seemed like eternity, it finally leaned back, staring at me with a gleeful expression. Though, it took me a few more seconds to notice it; my mind was so sluggish, and the only thing that was clear inside of my head was... sex...? A sudden heat grew between my thighs, and I instantly knew what it was... and it meant trouble.

My eyes were pinned to the plant, now staring at it with a new perspective. I tried moving my head closer to it, trying to see what it would feel like watering it with my own fluids. But just before my lips could touch its lips, I snapped back, noticing what I was about to do. I almost tried to kiss a strange creature!

I banged my head violently, trying to gather all of my senses. I looked back at the plant, staring at me worriedly. "S-s-s-sorry..." I said to it, before crawling away, trying to avoid doing something far more risky than a simple peck on the lips. But a strong tug on my tail kept me from doing so, and as I glanced over my shoulder, I saw it gritting my tail between its teeth. She gave it another tug, before turning around, and then raising the long leaf at the end of her body.

Oh buck! My thoughts went wild as soon as she revealed that she was a 'SHE'! Between her thighs was small, puckered asshole, and a dark green lips with an obvious nub, giving me a wink that made my cock twitch in reaction. She was dripping wet... like she was in heat and was waiting to be mounted.

She craned her head to look at me. "Ah!" was the first thing that escaped her lips, before lowering her torso on the ground, and raising her ass up high.