Vice Bunker 26 (Patreon)

Vice Bunker

Chapter 26 (NSFW)

-VB-

What was she supposed to do?

She felt like she had to … do something. Anything.

Thankfully, she had her own private room for this…

She gulped as she stared at the pile of undifferentiated biomass she managed to acquire. Legally. Officially. She hated the fact that she felt like she tricked the hydroponics worker when she had asked for plant leftovers. The farmer thought that she was doing something related to medicine.

And Amy wasn’t going to lie. This had nothing to do with medicine.

She took a deep breath in and let it out slowly, and then slowly lifted her hands up and laid it down on the previously plant but now mushy biomass of stuff. As soon as her hands touched it, she got to work. Cell walls knitted themselves together, some cells converted over to more flexible and reactive cells, and all of them twisted and weaved into each other.

Multiple tissues thickened as they swelled with water and then formed the core. From there, it branched off and formed similar tissue pillars. Surrounding each of these interconnected water-filled cells were stiff but equally flexible cells containing less water. They contained more fiber and her own plant version of skeletal cells’ actin and myosin. This, together with the natural toughness provided by the fiber and the uniform method she made them, created a sort of plant muscle tissue capable of moving in whichever direction.

One layer of it was done after a full minute she spent on it. Wiping her forehead, she moved on to create copies of this layer.

It expanded upward, and she kept a close eye on it as it grew and grew and grew … When it had grown enough, she topped it up by rounding it out.

Gulping, Amy stared at what she’d created.

Hesitantly, she touched it again and activated the few controls she made into it. She watched as the long plant vine(?) wiggled.

And then vibrated.

She giggled hysterically as she stopped and pushed herself away from the desk. Her rolling chair only rolled a bit away, but it was enough for her to see it in scale in comparison to the desk.

It was …

It was just big enough for her hand to not totally grasp around it and as long as her forearm.

She had created … a plant dildo.

A wiggling and vibrating plant dildo.

She let out a shuddering breath even as she sweated. Heedless of her state, she reached up and started pulling her clothes off of her. She didn’t want her clothes soaked in all of the fluids that was sure to result from … that.

She snatched the pildo(?) off of the desk and got on her bed.

She jolted when she heard footsteps outside and frantically looked at her doorknob. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized that, yes, she had locked the door.

Trembling a little she got on the bed and … spread her legs apart. She brought the dildo between her legs and …

“Nope, nope, nope!” she dropped it and quickly got off the bed.

What was she doing?! Instead of being a hero, she spent her afternoon making a plant dildo!

She twitched when her mind decided why she did just that: by showing her memories of her peeping on Vicky and Alan. She wasn’t interested in Alan… very interested in Vicky … but intrigued by his tentacles.

She looked back and glanced back at the plant dildo that was just standing on her bed, completely undeterred by some motions that would have upended anything else.

Amy took a deep breath in and got back on the bed. Instead of laying down this time, she got on her knees and put herself right above the dildo.

She bit her lips to stop herself from whatever noise might come out soon, and slowly began to lower herself. Her breath hitched when she missed and the hard plant dildo slipped up, hitting her lower stomach.

Gasping very lightly, she tried again, but this time, she held the dildo and guided herself down it.

She whimpered as it poked at the entrance of her vagina… and then slipped in.

And stretched her apart.

She froze for a moment as she felt herself stretch further than she ever did with her fingers.

Slowly, she kept lowering herself and then squeaked when the rounded tip of the dildo pushed deep against her.

She sat there, legs hunched together, as she shuddered.

And then … and then she had an idea.

She used her power to enlarge the head of the dildo. Like … it would be closer to an anatomical penis.

She let out a very quiet moan as she stretched even more.

Amy then started moving up and down, slowly at best, but soon, she was pumping herself on her dildo, thinking about how good it would feel if she was doing this with Vicky and A-.

And …?

Her eyes crossed as she orgasmed abruptly.

Oh.

She sat there, trembling just barely under her control.

She came from thinking about him.

Amy licked her lips… and this time, she thought about him as she moved her hips again.

She didn’t stop thinking about him throughout the night.