Original Poster: Darth_Lust

Ashley Shepard (i forgot my character surname)

But in the middle of the moment of enjoy, i stop and talk with the blondie

Stop, what is your name?, do you need help? what can i do for help you?. They left us because they thought that we are crazy, mindless, sex-monsters but they have not reasons

We have that prove them that still there is hope with us, that we have minds and they will need us and our help

Stand up and clean you, stay focus in my voice and stay together, we are going to follow them

My name is Shepard, Ashley Shepard, tell me about you and your life, if it helps you

I get up with her, and help her to walk if she need help, while in my mind, i say to my "inner voices"

Is this you want? help the blondie to trust us and after change her?

Out in the hallway while Miranda recovers.

Deckard lights up. Ahh, his one vice. Well, that and seceraties. Pity about that new one, over a month and didn't get her in bed yet. What was her name again? It doesn't matter anymore.

Kyle sets down his bag. He opens a side compartment and pulls out somthing that looks like a modified cattle prod. The attaches it to a hook on his belt for easy access. After closing that zipper he opens a larger one. From this one he takes a short shotgun. Which he promptly unloads placing the shells in yet another compartment. Taking a moment to search the larger compartment he pulls out a small drum with a green sticker and attaches it to the shotgun. Pumping it once he lets it hang on a shoulder strap. He moves to put the boxy little SMG into the bag.

"No, keep that handy." Deckard says.

Kyle raises one eyebrow quizzically.

"Oh that. It was a show for Ms. Lansing's benefit. While Ms. Bohr's knowledge will be helpful it could easily be done without. If anything truely dangerous comes at us don't hesitate. Alhough, witnesses to corroborate that we tried to save everyone we could would be nice to have, if it comes to that."

Kyle raises one eyebrow quizzically and looks to the door.

"Well I guess seeing as we are currently alone now is a good a time as any. I told to Read You In on mission specifics once inside. The files Ms. Lansing was told to retrieve, while valuable, are not the primary goal. She is important to this mission for more reasons than she knows."

Kyle raises one eyebrow quizzically.

"Why else do you think we let an intern come. There are three people without whom this facility would't exist. They are the real mission. We must get as many of them out intact as possible at all costs. Her father is one of the three. He is the most unpredictable and willful. Her presence and health will keep him compliant. I would prefer Ms. Lansing not fight me more than absolutely necessary. But, if it comes down to it her "sacrifice" could be used to motivate her father. After that I am supposed to determine if the facility itself is recoverable. If not the entire place is expendable."
"Mana storms are notoriously unpredictable and destructive and a bad one happens to be conveinently camped outside should the Facility prove irrecoverable."

Kyle grunts in understanding.

"I probably don't need to tell you, but this is need to know. Your discretion is why you were choosen over other promising canidates. Jessom was choosen for his other skills. Which means don't tell even Jessom unless absolutely necessary to further the primary objective."

Jessom steps into the hallway, it was getting too awkward just watching the two girls.

Original Poster: Darth_Lust

Ashley Shepard

While i am waiting to listen the answers of the "blondie", i walk to the room that are the rest of the group with her, enjoying of the view of her transformed body, i ask to the "blondie"

If you will not stay near Deckard, i will understand you and we go to other place, if you like but i have to tell or say to Miranda that i am ok, do you understand me?

I am or was a scientific employ recently to work in the laboratory, why are you here? of what do you know Deckard and the rest of the group?

If she stop before we come into the Admin Room, i'll wait to listen her answer

While helping Claire relieve her overflowing lust, Ashley finds her tongue reach much father into her breast mouth than it should. Then she she feels her back streching, gaining serval inches in height. Just as the Claire is able cum from the breast play, lacking genitals the only way she can, Ashley feels two lumps push out from her torso just below her armpits.

On the way to the door "blondie" recovers enough sanity to speak coherently.

"Thank you so much Ashley. I'm Claire. I feel a lot more like me now." Looking down at herself, "At least in my head anyway. If you need help getting to Deckard I will help however I can. He was a horrible boss. Didn't trust me to my job, only cared about getting in my pants. I would have let him if noticed how hard I worked for him. I hate him now."

"Wait how do I hear you when your mouth doesn't move?"

I retrieve my laptop and check it damage. Its a tough one so nothing more than a couple of skuff marks.

I look back to Miranda, watching her pace is mesmerizing. I feel the flower thing twitch again. Did I pee my pants a little? No, watching Miranda is making me wet. If I am to have a clear head I have to scatch this "itch" somehow. I find a chair a sit setting my stuff on the floor.

"I need something i could wrap around my breasts! They are too sensitive." Miranda looks at me with undisguised lust.

Miranda sits down and wiggles provocatively. Then removes her shirt giving me a full veiw of her changed torso.
Shaking off the trance after a moment, "I have some extra clothes in my backpack. Most of it probably too small for you. But, maybe you could use my jacket somehow. Or I think I brought the XL sweatshirt I sometimes wear to bed."

Quickly rumaging through my backpack. I pull the mentioned "nightshirt" out and drop the spare panties I was going to change into. Blushing I pick up the items I then approach Miranda intending to help her redress. My eyes wandering her body, my own desire building, as I approach.

Original Poster: belriose2002

As Alex approached me, the scent got stronger and i finally lost my temper: The feelings of my sexual organs overwhelmed me and i started to masturbate in front of Alex.

"Ahhh!" i moaned while plugging my hand, and later half of my arm in my quivering pussy. It was - by far - the most erotic feeling i ever had. I lost all sense to my surroundings, all i felt was my body. "This feels so good!"
With my other hand i played with my cock-stub. It looked more like a huge clitoris, since it had no shaft but it in fact it was a glans with an urethra.

My brain wasn't used to experience this level of pleasure, and as the orgasm came, i nearly lost my mind.

I came hard. Harder than i thought to be possible. Something in my butt clenched together and i sprayed bucketloads of cum into the room. Luckily i didn't hit Alex, since my cum had already transformative traits. It hit the flower-thing, which transformed Alex in the first place, and it began to change.

The orgasm seemed to last an eternity. As it eventually faded i laid heavily panting on the floor. It took some time until i became aware of my surroundings again, but when it did a wave of shame hit me.

Original Poster: Darth_Lust

Ashley Shepard

Seeing that Claire accepts my secret and tell me that my secret is very hidden in her mind, and accepts my words or orders in her mind, as if it were part already of her life with a spark in her eyes confirming me that my orders are accepted by her mind

Suddenly she approach me and give me a long kiss with tongue directly in my mouth, let myself free and wild between her hands, doing again the sex in the floor with my new tongue sticking it until the bottom of her breast-mouth

Forgetting all the world around me, only taking the image of Claire doing with me

Until a long time pass with her in the floor fill up of our cum transformed, we decided to get up and i say to Claire

Before we come into the Admin room, both will think freely but with Deckard, you must help me to put him with us until he drinks our cum from you or me, but NONE word of the moments of now and before when i talked without open my mouth and of this secret (talk in minds), also NONE, other thing, Deckard would be with us after drink our cum but until that moment would arrive, we would be very patients and think a lot ours movements ¿ok, Claire?

I am waiting to listen her confirmation to my words and when i receive her signal, i ask her again

Shall we go in?

We both (Claire and me) come into the Admin Room and see that a woman is transforming in a plant or similar with a flower between her breasts and Miranda is in front of her transformed also, i exclaim to Miranda with suprise seeing their transformation and almost begin again crazy seeing that cum, but i stop mentally with effort

¡¡Oooh, My god!!

Miranda what's going on?

I found Claire in the hall crazy about her transform, i helped her to bring back her humanity, after that she went with me here because she doesn't want fall again in the transformation, she wants to prove that still she can help to us and she doesn't be alone with all monster that are in the facility

My name is Shepard, Ashley Shepard, i am other survivor like Miranda, and what's your names?

Original Poster: belriose2002

I laid dizzily on the floor, not really percieving my surroundings. I heard Alex lustful cries, but it took a while until my head was clear enough to really understand what was happening. As i raised my head i saw the last stages of Alex's transformation and the orgasm she had. In this moment the door opened and i saw two silhouettes entering the room.

A short plump and somehow bulgy figure and a bigger, slim woman. Then i recognized Ashley, the girl i met some time ago. As far i could see, she wasn't transformed yet.

The other one could only be Claire, but for the first time i saw her fully transformed. As i looked at her face, a i grew desperate. "We'll all end like this, and even worse." i thought.

Ashley said something, but i didn't understand what. I curled myself up, hoping to hide my changes but i miserably failed.

There i was, in the middle of a puddle of my own cum, with my abnormal breasts and butt fully exposed. I felt pathetic.

Original Poster: belriose2002

Ashley approached me with some clothes.

I mumbled something like thanks, but Ashley seemed completely misjudge the situation. She grabbed my hand and guided to her own unnatrual bulges.

"Don't worry, i changed, too" she smiled and winked. As i felt her transformed torso my hand winced back. For a moment i thought i saw something unnatural in her eyes, but it vanished before i could be sure.

I moved away from her a little bit, clearly not liking what i felt. Then i felt miserable, again.

"i'm sorry. We all are transformed... i didn't want to hurt your feelings. What happened to Alex?"

I put on the clothes as fast as i could and approached her.

As awareness slowly returns my body feels wrong. Everything is different, I'm not even breathing like before. I know my changes were much more drastic this time. I don't know how I know it but, the parasite or spore whatever the plant hit me with has completely merged me. The changes are not complete, but need some other energy source or catalyst to continue.

I open my eyes, everthing looks strange, more vibrant. Looking at myself, I'm green, very green. I've sprouted more flowers, I vaguely remember tasting my nectar. Below my waist I'm even less human. My belly button is gone. My hips are so wide my legs will longer be able to close. Walking is going to be interesting. I have only a single openning now down there. It has no sexual function. What is it becoming? Why the tentacles? I reach out to touch it. Then I notice my fingernails. They are the only part of me not thats not a flower or green. They're dark almost blood red and slightly pointed, like thorns. I try to wiggle my toes, only to find I don't have any.

I know I should be horrified, but I'm not. I'm fascinated. I'm a plant/human hybrid. That shouldn't be possible. I wonder what more I could become. Part of me is terrified at that thought. How much more can I change without losing myself, becoming just an exotic plant? How much have I already lost?

A shadow appears above me. Finally aware there are others here, I look up. Miranda is looking at me with obvious concern. She looks beautiful.

"HFUSFNJN" That was strange. I take a deep breath and try talking again.
"Hi. I know it looks bad, but I'll be fine. Could you help me up?"

Original Poster: belriose2002

As Alex tried to say something, i was concerned she lost her ability to speak.
... Could you help me up?"
I'm sure everyone could see how relieved i was when i heard her words. I grabbed her hand and helped her up. Her body became indeed very plant like, even her skin felt different.

"Alex, i'm glad that you are still there!", i hugged her, "I've seen too many, that lost their humanity! We have to get out of here, or we will change completely!"

I was seriously concerned that our transformation are going to get worse, much worse. Yes, a part of me loved my new body, the erotic feelings, the bounciness, but the greater part was afraid to become a mindless d-cum producing monster. At least the arousal was gone, and i could walk without getting horny.

Ashley on the other hand was acting strange, as if she was past the fear. She seemed enjoying our transformations and had a improper good temper.

"... great violet flower in the middle of your torso?"

"Ashley, are you okay? You can't be serious! Come on, help me with Claire, we must find the rest of the group and get to Dr. Lansing."

There was it again. For a fraction of a second her face seemed full of rage, but it changed quickly into an broad smile.

As i approached the blonde secretary i discovered the pistol, Kyle gave to me, partially hidden below a couple of soaked clothes. I surveyed the others, everyone was looking at Alex and her awkward first steps.

"Maybe it's better, if they don't know that i have a gun. Ashley is really acting weird." i thought and hid the pistol in one of the pockets of my sweat pants.

As Miranda helps me up and we hug, another of my changes becomes appearent. My skin has become tough and waxy, very plant like. My petals are gently caressed by Miranda's breasts during the hug. It felt good, but wasn't arousing. Is that because I'm "satisfied" or some other part of my plant transformation?

I want to answer, her but I'm afraid my voice will fail again.

The new girl, Ashley Shepard, seems nice. A little creepy with the way she talks about our transformations, but nice.

I take a few expermental steps and almost fall. My unusual gait will take some practice. I practice walking slowly while reciting the alphabet aloud and discarding my remaining clothes. I stumble a few more times. My new tenta-vines catching me once. They are surprisingly strong. It will be a while before I learn to run again. By the time I reach O, I think I figured out my earlier problem. My neck and throat feel odd, some of the muscles are missing or moved. I should be fine talking from now on, but I worry what deeper changes might this indicate?

"... great violet flower in the middle of your torso?"

"Ashley, are you okay? You can't be serious! Come on, help me with Claire, we must find the rest of the group and get to Dr. Lansing."

"It's okay Miranda. Ashley's probably just curious. The Violet flower was my first change, caused by that plant attempting too pollinate me."

"The others went through that door, deeper into the Admin Area. It would be best to join them now. I have some important news."
Looking down at myself, realising my appearance would be rather shocking. I decide it would be best to cover up what I can to appear as "normal" as possible. I find I don't like the idea of wearing clothes anymore, but it must be done. "Miranda, I think it best you go first. I have to modify some clothes for myself first."

Original Poster: belriose2002

"Dr. Lansing has fortified a building near the central computer. I tried to reach him before, but there were too many monsters around the building. But if we get to him, we should be safe. And yes, Deckard needs him too, i think. But i don't know why.", i said, while i was following Ashley and Claire.

"Please be careful, i don't know how the brutes will react if he sees more transformed people."

While examining Claire and her tattered clothes i said: "Claire, maybe we should find the laundry and improvise some better clothes for us."

We passed the door and entered the room with Deckard and MacLeod.

"Kyle! Don't do anything dumb! I'm still myself!" i shouted. Kyle gazed at us with indeterminable expression.

"Who are these two?" he asked, not instantly recognizing Claire.

"Kyle, you can stand down." Deckard says giving Kyle a meaningful look.

Kyle nods in understanding and seems to relax a little, but remains watchful.

"Great a whole parade of freaks." Deckard is leaning against a wall the floor around him littered with ashes, But his suit is unwrinkled and spotless. "Is little miss flower child ready to tell us what she found yet. I'm getting tried of waiting."
After examining the new comers, including Claire he has no idea it's her, "Anyone who becomes a danger to the rest of the group will be restrained and left behind." Almost as an after thought he adds, "In a safe place of course." with a false smile.