Jackie Blooms (Lilymon TF story) (Patreon)

An exasperated gasp filled the foyer as Jackie shuffled into the house, finally escaping the unbearable summer heat. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she quickly made her way into the shade of the kitchen, taking off her blazer along the way. The commute back and forth from work had been rough this month given the heat, but she always knew she had her girlfriend Megan to look forward to once she was home. However, she had yet to greet her today.

Jackie noticed a large box on the kitchen counter and a note to the side of it. Taking a look at the note first, she realized it was from Megan. It read that she had gotten her a gift for their anniversary and that she’d be back soon after grabbing them something nice for dinner.

“Crap, it’s our anniversary?” Jackie grumbled. She had forgotten and had no gift she could think of to scrounge up quickly.

“I’m sure she’ll understand. Wouldn’t be the first time.”

An uncertain smile crossed her face, but a smile nonetheless, as she looked at the box and worked to get it open. Knowing Megan, she likely wandered around some weird shops looking for something unique. She always said a strange gift is a memorable one. Sure, they weren’t always perfect gifts, but it was the thought that counted.

Finally ripping the top off the box, she was surprised to see a pretty potted plant. Why it was in a box made no sense though. She figured Megan wanted the surprise factor. Well, she certainly was surprised over seeing such a normal gift. Jackie did love plants, flowers especially, however, the more she examined this one the less normal it seemed. The pretty pink bulb looked like a lily, but far bigger than any she’d ever seen—almost the width of the pot. Even stranger were the long green leaves that seemed like they were from a different plant all together popping out from the dirt. There were also various green pointed nubs peeking out from the soil.

Jackie eventually carried the plant over to the window bay in the living room, placing it under the rays of light bleeding through the glass.

“This may be the best gift you’ve ever gotten me outside your company sweetie.”

Jackie chuckled and thought back on all the bizarre gifts her girlfriend had given her with a look of sweet reminisce on her face. She then took a quick sniff of the flower’s lovely aroma. There was going to be no holding back once Megan got back home that was for sure. She was ready to throw her arms around her woman and give her a far more affectionate gift~.

Suddenly, she heard the plant jar rattle. Perplexed, she kept her eyes on it, this time witnessing it rattle.

“What the… huh?”

The green nubs on the soil began to wriggle out more, exposing themselves to be vines. The green leaves grew longer, and the lily bulb began to rise up from the dirt on a thick stem. Jackie backed up, unsure if she could trust what she was seeing—the flower climbing higher and higher out of its pot, vines extending past body length. It wasn’t long before the plant was towering above her.

“Megan… What the fuck did you buy!?”

The plant whipped its vines towards Jackie, perhaps sensing her growing fear. It was intent on not letting her run, immediately coiling around her waist and limbs with as many vines as necessary to hold her in place. They were sturdy and felt as thick as ropes, out wrestling the thrashing woman for control. They possessed considerable strength as well, enough to lift the small adult woman off her feet and hold her suspended in place.

“This can’t be happening! Wh-What is this thing!?”

Although she was bound tight, it wasn’t painful. However, that did little to silence her concerns. The vines not wrapped around her were getting very touchy, rummaging beneath her clothes, lifting and dragging. There were some sharp points on some of the vines as well, and those were used to tear through the more troublesome parts of her clothing. It was clear that the damn thing was stripping her!

“What are guh, d-doing! Put me down! Help! HEEEELP-UUHN!”

Jackie was caught off guard by one of the vines traveling quickly towards her face and spewing a pink, misty substance. It made her eyesight hazy for a moment and caused her mind flutter. After a few moments, she felt a strange yet pleasant warmth permeating from wherever the vines were touching her.

“No, Nooo! Put me down! H-Helguuh!”

Her cries were suddenly silenced by a vine choking her neck. It was tight enough that she went light-headed, but it contracted every now and again, allowing her a deep breath before tightening once more. It was simultaneously aggressive yet thoughtful, which honestly scared her more. What exactly did it want and… why did getting choked feel good? This wasn’t some fetish that she had tried with Megan, nor was it something she had ever fantasized about. This was terrifying, and yet her body was saying otherwise. The plant had clearly done this to her, and she was starting to have a thought as to why, but she desperately hoped against it. The more the vines moved however, touching her chest, flossing her ass, caressing her thighs, the more she tensed, knowing what she was about to face.

Gritting her teeth, Jackie felt the head of one of the vines begin to rub against the folds of her vagina. Strangely it felt far better than any other time she had played with herself similarly. And she was good at that! She knew how to please her body better than anyone, certainly far better than some creepy plant right? So then… how could this terrifying creature be doing so—

“Hooh! Oooh gaaawd!” Jackie cried out. Her pussy gave several squirts as the vine rubbed and then entered her. Her clit was painfully swollen, whatever heat filling her body now gripping hold of her like a prison of lust. The vine began to fuck her.

“F-Fuuuck! Gagh! Nooo! Pleashhg, stopaah! Aaaahn!”

Her eyes began to wince, and tears fell down her face. Against her will, she moaned. It felt so humiliating, crumbling from the violation of this damn monster of a plant! Kicking and thrashing with all her might proved futile, the vines only allowing enough movement to appear as if she was putting up a fight. It was almost as if it was deriving enjoyment from seeing her struggle.

“Stop it! Gagh! F-Fuhucking STOOOP!!” Jackie screamed with all her might, eyes furiously shut.

Her loud order seemed to stop the plant, but for a moment. But upon opening her eyes again, she saw the tip of the vine wrapped around her neck placing its tip against her lips as if it were shushing her with a finger. She went cross-eyed looking at it, a shiver traveling up her spine as the vine inside her began to thrust once again. The spark of pleasure caused her mouth to open once more with a moan, followed by the vine around her neck tightening again. The tip near her mouth took the opportunity to directly silence her, shoving itself into her mouth to the back of her throat. It began to thrust.

Jackie’s eyes rolled upwards, and she let out a flurry of agonizing, gagged moans, spit spurting out of her mouth as the vine rolled within it. She could only breathe through her nose, her head feeling lighter as time went on. She was trapped in a hazy mess of discomfort and bliss, the vanilla paint of the ceiling she was staring up at encompassing her vision like a blanket of white.

No! She wasn’t going to let it win!

Jackie pushed herself back up from the brink of passing out, fighting the vines with more vigor than before, fighting through the pain, through the pleasure! She could feel the vines being pulled by her own reserves of strength she had summoned and her feet meeting the ground once again. It was working; she was going to—!

SNAP!

Jackie flung backwards as even more vines coiled around her limbs, yanking her back into her previously restrained position. What came next, made Jackie almost regret fighting back.

“PPPMHH! MMMMPPPHH! GRRRNNNHHHH!!!”

Muffled, unintelligible screams forced their way out from her plugged mouth as she bit down on the vine pumping away at it. Another massive vine had shoved itself into her ass, a hole she never considered nor ever wished to play with. It brought a rush of new sensations to her body, ones she wasn’t equipped to handle. Her ass clenched, the vine hitting her prostate, sending her fluttering to another realm.

Jackie came. She came hard and shamefully, tears flowing down her cheeks like waterfalls.

As she rode the waves of her forced orgasm, the plant seemed to pump her mouth full of a similar mist as the one it had prior. Shortly after, she could feel her body’s libido already gearing up again. Was it giving her an aphrodisiac? It had to be; there was no other explanation. And it had just given her a heavy dosage!

Squirming in fear, she felt her nipples perk up harder than she had ever felt in her life. Her clit was throbbing like mad and pussy salivating uncontrollably onto the vine sliding in and out of it, happily lubricating it. What was most concerning, though, was her body. It began to bounce. Slowly but surely it sped up, finding a rhythm to match alongside the thrusting of the vines inside her. She couldn’t help it, couldn’t fight it. Jackie was instinctively thrusting back against the disgusting vines, her body a broken vessel chasing a higher plateau of ecstasy within this appalling dance.

Fuck it, she thought. She didn’t care anymore. If appeasing these horny vines until they were satisfied was the only way of escape, so be it. She felt disgusting for caving in, but at the very least it felt amazing—as terrible a silver lining as that was.

The plant wriggled happily over her loosening up, the vine in Jackie’s throat penetrating even deeper. Her eyes were nearly rolled back, her head itself hunched forward, mindlessly bobbing back and forth. She was lost within the moment now, unaware of anything else around her. Which meant she didn’t notice the pot behind her smashing into pieces as a giant, pink lily bulb emerged, that was quickly growing to the size of a large watermelon.

The ominous plant head rose up behind the suspended woman, the vines attached to it still thoroughly working her. Many more vines wriggled to life beneath the bulb, and many of its exposed roots throbbed in need, desiring somewhere new to nestle into. It was clear where their next home was, the tips of them tickling Jackie’s skin as they poked into the fleshy surface of her neck and upper back. Too far gone in the pleasure being delivered to her, Jackie merely assumed the sensations were some reaction to what was already being done to her. It wasn’t until the roots grew fatter and longer, spreading like riverways under her skin, that she knew something was amiss.

WHAT THE FUCK IS IT DOING NOW!? Jackie panicked, muffled words of protest once again trying to force their way out of her stuffed maw. The prickling sensation of the roots spread all throughout her quickly. They crawled down her shoulders and into her arms, the ones going down her back branching off into her legs. Several others wrapped around to her front and spread across her torso, even some wriggling towards the tips of her breasts. They were like an entirely new circulatory system being built within her.

Sensing the plant had loosened its grip earlier when she had accepted her fate, she thrashed about once more. Somehow the pleasure was growing even more. She figured it had to do with what she was now feeling—these wriggling snakes inside her body pumping a foreign fluid into her. Despite no swelling, her body felt bloated, and every minute touch to her skin orgasmic.

NOT SO FAST, the vines may as well have said. All the newly freed ones from the pot quickly restrained the flailing woman as the ones already holding her in place tightened their grip. Jackie felt like she was about to pass out from lack of oxygen. The plant sensing this, released its grip on her neck and retracted the vine from her drooling mouth. Finally, Jackie could speak again. But she found it hard to communicate clearly given how raddled her mind was with horrific amounts of invasive bliss.

“GHH AAHN! WHASOOO NOOOO! WHYIIIH YOOUU! AAAHN! FUCK! WHAT ARE YOU DOOO! DOOOH! DOOOING!?”

She snapped her neck back, her gaze meeting what loomed behind her, the source of her attacker. Eyes turning to saucers, she saw the giant pink bulb with a network of dangling roots, creeping closer to her from behind.

Jackie screamed in terror, the most shrill sound of fright she had ever let loose in her life. It was like staring at an alien monster hovering towards her face. It didn’t help that several vines tugged at her head to keep her in place and her gaze fixed on her impending doom. She could sense it, that it was coming for her head!

Between loud screams and awkward, orgasmic cries, Jackie’s body throbbed from the suckling roots inside of her. The longer they did their work, the more certain areas of her skin began to feel scorching hot. At her wrists, a mass of roots pierced shallow above her skin and began to bloom a leathery, leaf-like material. The green material began to fuse and accumulate in mass, wrapping snug around her arms as they grew up it. Stopping at her biceps, they formed a pair of sleeves, each one brandishing mustard-colored flower petals that bloomed from the wrists.

The same process happened at her ankles, a leather made of a strong, leafy material sprouting from protruding vines. These formed more loosely around the legs, shaping into a pair of fashionable green boots that ran up to just below her knees. They each had a yellow flower pattern design on the vamp, as well as a yellow flower blooming on each one’s sides.

The biggest instance of roots sprouting forth though was in her torso, some from above her clavical, others around her waist and underbust. under the vines holding her in place, a pink, svelte fabric formed that was soft like the surface of a flower petal. It formed a snug, sleeveless top with gold ornate leaf designs on the front of it. The bottom bloomed open like a flower, the petals taking the shape of a dress that reached midway down the thighs. Jackie was dressed in a living flower, her body the soil allowing it to flourish. And the bulb staring her down wanted to find its home within that same soil.

“NOOOOO! NOOOHOOOH GAAAAWD!” Jackie yelled, her bucking body betraying her again and again as the bulb found itself mere inches from her face. Suddenly, several terrifying appendages crawled out from the butt of the bulb, all of them carrying spiked protrusion on their ends like a mace.

The helpless woman’s eyes darted about, trying to keep track of every tentacle from the plant caressing her face and sliding across her skull, and rubbing at her ears. Soon, her entire head was enveloped in them, the feeling of a hundred worms roiling on top of her flesh. The tears flowing down her cheeks were like sustenance to them, causing some to bloat in size. Soon enough, Jackie’s worse fears came to pass, as each and every tentacle found an orifice to insert itself into.

“GYAAAH! AAAAAAAHHH!! FUUUUUCK! ST-STAAAAAHPP! NOOOOO!”

Nothing she said could halt the appendages worming their way in. Several crawled up her nose, while others wriggled through her ears. Her vision was even blocked by dozens of smaller ones slipping past her eyes and under the eyelids. Others used her mouth as an entry point. All of them were headed for one place, their poking and prodding of it causing every sensory experience for her to spin wildly out of control.

They were wrapping around her brain! Not just hugging it, but shoving themselves between the creases, others stabbing into the fatty surface. Her nerves went wild, her constant orgasms turning into a nirvana that felt inconceivable. She couldn’t feel herself breathe anymore, couldn’t sense the motions of her body. All she could feel was a roiling wave of pleasurable static heading back and forth within the indecipherable shape of her body. Her entire being was short-circuiting.

And amongst all that chaos, the bulb began to nestle on the top of her head, while the rest of the roots inside her began to suck.

“OHMYGODD!! HYAAAHH! GOOOH MYFUUCK!! JUSAAAAGGH! OHGAAAAH! OOHGAAAH!”

Her entire body convulsed as the plant drank from the fluids and extra mass it deemed unneeded within its host’s body. Jackie’s limbs thinned rapidly, and several inches were shaved off her height. Very quickly she was growing more small and petite, even her breasts deteriorating to perky, small orbs lifted within her lily dress. All that was absorbed intended to make Jackie even more cute and pristine; her skin looking soft like porcelain now.

Content with what it had done to her body, the butt of the giant lily bulb began to wrap around the top of Jackie’s head like the unhinged mouth of a snake taking in its prey. Excruciatingly, it fit itself around the width of her head, lowering like a hoodie down to her ears. Two petals rested across her cheeks, while another fell between her eyes. Once it was clamped on tight, a giant yellow stem within the bulb pierced the top of her skull.

“JOOMIIGH FRUUUCKING GAAAAAAAAHHH!!”

Jackie’s eyes nearly rolled up into her head and her mouth began to froth. She could hardly form a sentence in her head, let alone with her mouth. The invasive bulb penetrating her skull was dousing her mind in its own intent, all while it sucked on her brain. The more it consumed of her thoughts and memories, the more the parasite learned about its prey. This evasiveness spilled into Jackie; her mind was no longer able to tell where she began and the plant ended. To her, she may as well have been fucking her own body with vines.

Jackie felt like a hungry plant.

“GYUUUUGH YESSSSSGH GAAAH! MOOOORE! NEEEEEGH MOOOORE!”

She was speaking for the plant now, her mind now relishing in the pleasure of cannibalizing her body. Jackie’s form as a human was desirable as a host, but with all her memories now flowing through the bulb, it desired even more. It wanted to be human in more than just body.

Through the mind-melting experience, a particular base desire of Jackie’s came to the forefront and became a particular succulent focus of the feeding plant. She always strived to be cute, for herself and for her girlfriend, often dressing in flowery getups. The parasitic plant picked up on this, and through its leeching on those desires, adopted it into an ID it was shaping for itself. Jackie wanted to be as cute and beautiful as she thought plants were, and the plant wanted to be as alive and active as a human. The two sides formed a developing need.

And so Jackie gave in, her body bucking in bliss at her own destruction as she cried out in triumph.

“YESSSSS! SO CUTE! CUTER!”

Thick green leaves sprouted up from the front of Jackie’s new clothes, and 4 longer leaves in the shape of giant insect wings sprouted from her back and hummed excitedly. They spilled not blood, but a green sap as they pierced free, showing that she truly had become a plant inside and out.

“MUHUUUST BECUUUH! BECOME MONSTER! NUH-NOOO! I AM A FLOWERRRR!”

The last vestiges of Jackie’s mind were sucked dry and fed into the plant parasite developing consciousness, her brains nothing but mush. Instead a core bloated within her head, one that a yellow stem began to emerge from, slowly rising out from the top of the bulb.

“MUUUUST BECAAAAH! HUMAAAAN!”

Jackie’s human eyes rolled all the way back into her head and quickly shriveled up, crumpling into the void of her eye sockets. In their place arose shiny black lids that brilliantly glimmered in the sunlight.

“I-I AM L-L-LILYMOOOON!”

The new being declared her name, cumming to her own vines again and again as her voice raised into a smoother, squeaky octave. She felt so cute, so alive!

She fell to the ground, the vines holding her body up detaching and wiggling towards her spasming body as she kneeled mid orgasm. They traveled to the nap of her neck and pierced her, eventually connecting with the roots inside of her, falling down like a hair of vines from the back of her head.

“FEEELS GOOOD! SO GOOOOOH~! T-TOOH… F-Finally… bloom~.”

Lilymon’s body fell into a calming rhythm at last, her magnificent form finally achieved. Upon gaining composure, she fluttered into the air and giggled, scanning every inch of her body.

“This is perfect! Hee hee. I look as pretty as a flower and as sexy as a human~. Thanks Jackie!”

Her chipper demeanor, despite the act she had committed, made crystal clear her inhuman nature. She may have gained an appearance akin to one and inherited the mental traits needed to present as one, but it would take some work to acclimate fully.

So many thoughts were flowing through her head. Where do I go? What do Ido? How should I act? Should I live in the forest now? Would it be possible to live among humans? So, so many questions. She figured her host’s memories would prove useful in that regard. In fact, there was one person she was certain could help and that she could trust. That was Jackie’s girlfriend, Megan.

“She should be home soon.” she said with a cheeky grin.

Just as she predicted, not even two minutes later, Megan made her way through the door. As she did, she heard a voice yawning out during what seemed to be a deep stretch.

“It feels soooo good no longer being crammed into that ugly flower pot.”

Lilymon was reclined out on the couch, having not even heard Megan enter the house. Upon seeing her she rose into the air with her wings and excitedly rushed towards Megan to give her a hug.

Megan felt her tight clutches, her grip stronger than what seemed possible for her dainty body. The strange woman was also only a little over half her size. Petite and powerful.

“G-Get! Get off me! Who are you!?” Megan shouted after slipping free of Lilymon. She backed into a wall, noticing the smashed pot on the ground. “Where’s Jackie? What did you do to her!”

Lilymon kept her smile but was a tad panicked. This was escalating quickly. She should have cleaned up the mess. With the scene looking like a struggle had taken place, she was going to have to create a lie and fast. Thankfully she had Jackie’s memories on her side and knew exactly what to cook up.

“No, no Megan! Sweetie it’s me! Jackie.”

Lilymon landed onto her feet and gave a cute twirl, then sported a particular smirk that was familiar to Megan. It was a look Jackie often gave her to tease her. Low and behold, Megan’s face became a tad flush.

“Wait wha… No, that’s crazy! Who are you?”

Lilymon sighed and then pranced daintily over to the shivering Megan and walked a couple of her fingers up her chest and to her chin, where she then flicked them off.

“Looks like I climbed Mount Megan.” Lilymon.

As Lilyman gave a cute laugh, Megan was shook. That gesture and nickname was something only used by Jackie. She’d do it to make her laugh whenever she was feeling down.

Megan began to calm down, but still backed towards a wall.

“Are you… Jackie is that really you!?”

“Yesss already. Happy Anniversary by the way! Don’t I look cuter than ever?”

“How is this possible?” Megan whimpered, grabbing who he thought was Jackie by the shoulders, a look of worry on her face.

Lilymon gave her a quick peck on the lips and fluttered backwards into the air. It caught Megan off guard and made her blush. But she was still firm in her worries.

“Hey now, this is serious! We have to fix this!”

“Fix what sweetie? Surely I look even better now as Lilymon.”

“Lilymon?”

Shit, she slipped up.

“Uhh… Yeah, yeah! That is how I’m thinking of myself now, ever sense your lovely gift made me even cuter~. Best gift everrr. Hee hee. Figured I needed an adorable name to go with the new look.”

This new Jackie was making Megan sweat anxiously. The more she interacted with her, the more she could tell it was Jackie. As different as she now looked though, all the same charms were coming across, and even she had to admit she was cuter now. But that was beside the point!

“Look, if the plant did this to you, maybe we can go back to the strange shop I bought it from and they can tell us how to fix—”

Lilymon silenced Megan with a finger, then pressed a palm onto her cheek. Her black eyes, despite being devoid of pupils, sparkled with emotion.

“I don’t want to change back. I’m happy like this. More alive than ever!”

Lilymon grabbed hold of Megan’s hands and began to circle around her midair with her wings, whipping her girlfriend’s arms around as if wanting to dance. Megan continued to protest while being led about the room.

“Okay but, but… What about any side effects? How will you live like this? What if people see you and are scared, a-and then—”

“Scared of what? Little ol’ me?” Lilymon giggled.

“Jackie please, listen.”

“Call me Lilymon cutie~.”

“Fine, Lilymon! Listen!”

Megan pulled her down and held her hands softly.

“I… I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Lilymon gave a gleeful smirk, before delivering a tender line of reassurance.

“Megan, my love… No matter how I look, I will always be yours. I want this.”

“Really?” Megan asked, her eyes struggling to make contact with the innocent cute look Lilymon was giving her.

“Yes… And I can tell you like the new me too, don’tcha?”

Lilymon poked Megan on the cheek, making her give a nervous hop.

“Don’t worry, we will figure it out!” Lilymon declared, sending a few vines to coil around Megan’s waist. “For now though… I want to spend time with my girlfriend, and show her what this new body can do~.”

Megan immediately melted into the viney clutches of her false girlfriend. Lilymon may not have been Jackie, but she did find Megan charming just the same. It made her new body quiver with delight seeing all the adorable reactions she was drawing after her. Being human was already so much fun! And given the way she had pleased Jackie earlier, she knew what human bodies were capable of experiencing and wanted a taste.

The two walked towards the bedroom, vines still embracing Megan’s waist all the way. Megan was nervous but strangely excited, her girlfriend always knowing exactly how to get her going no matter how odd the situation.

“S-So… Ja-uh. Lilymon. What do you wan’t to—mmph!”

Lilymon silenced her with a quick kiss, having to fly to reach her mouth.

“Ha… H-Happy anniversary…” Megan said, burying her face in one of her hands.

Lilymon went for her mouth once again while shutting the bedroom door behind her.

And Happy Birthday to me~. Lilymon thought, ready to indulge in all the pleasures the life of a human would now allow her.