Priest Tier: Portabella Problems (Patreon)

Karen grumbled as she fidgeted side to side. She was trying to release her legs from the ground... or rather her roots... “dammit...” she mumbled as she felt her new fungal cap wobble with her movement. Her experiment, using the resources of The Society again, was in an effort to create a new form of renewable food. She naturally figured the world of Fungi would be an excellent resource for her studies. As the results plainly show, there may have been some miscalculations. She wiggled again, feeling not only her cap shake, but her now massive chest mounds began to wriggle. Why the Spores had gathered into these particular growths, Karen was unsure... though she didn’t appreciate the chuckles her interns gave as she tried to instruct them on fixing her.<br><br>The weekend had come and the assistants went home, leaving her in the small compost garden they had fashioned into a terrarium for her. She wanted to be mad, to hold a grudge... but the moisture in the air felt good... and she could feel the nutrients filling her form... so delicious... so relaxing... maybe if she just... closed... her...