Chapter 0 - Floran Encounter

You give a groan as you finally come to, your memories slowly ambling back into your mind as the world arounds you comes into focus. You’d just jumped to a new star system, and beamed down to an unexplored planet. Your exploration had been going well when suddenly you’d felt something hit you in the back of your head, and you lost consciousness. Looking around you, you could see that you hadn’t traveled far from where you remember being. Embarrassingly, your clothes seem to have been removed from your body, lying in a pile of tattered scraps nearby. You flush with anger as you cover yourself, it’d take an intelligent being to do such a thing, and for a moment you raged at whatever pervert it was who did this to you.

Then you hear it, a distinctive set of clicks and hisses coming from above. You look up, and see a pair of big, bug like eyes gazing down at you, on a face close enough to human, but without a nose, and with green, leaf like skin and thin lips. The creature slowly climbs down, landing in a crouch in front of you, as it stalks forward. You come to realise that it’s as naked as you are, it’s body strangely plant like in nature, despite it’s humanoid shape. Perhaps it’s some manner of native.

“Hyuuuu . . . Hyuman?” It rasps out in it’s strange, hissing voice, it’s fingers caressing along your shoulder as it moves up closer, leaning over you. It pulls your hands away from your chest, exposing your breasts, and it examines them a bit, before looking up at your face again, it’s eyes seeming innocent in their large gaze.

As you nod, a sweet smell begins to fill the area, and the creater leans in a bit closer, it’s lips curling up just a tiny bit, as it’s hand reaches down to stroke gently at your slit, it’s fingers brushing through your curly pubic hair as it does so. “Niiiiiize Hyuman.” That sweet scent increases in intensity, and you finally realize the source as you look between the plant person . . . plant woman’s?. . . legs, seeing a beautiful flower blossom on her groin.

You reach forward, and gently brush your fingers against that flower, careful, not knowing how delicate it might be. You find it’s structure to be surprisingly terrestrial, though the petals are thicker, probably tougher, they are none the less smooth, and soft, and touching them clearly brings the creature pleasure. In the middle of the flower is a long, yellow tipped stamen, and your memory of botany reminds you that flowers are hermaphroditic. You reach up and rub your finger against the yellow tip.

Shi gives a soft hiss of pleasure, hir hips giving a little jump as hir fingers crook into your slit. Hir petals begin to grow damp as sweet nectars flow from inside hir flower, and a sweet powder of pollen begins to rub off of hir stamen and onto your fingers, then fills the air. Excitement surges inside you, as that intoxicating scent fills your nose.

You blink, then swoon a little at the scent of the addictive pollen. You shift, moving onto your knees, taking in the delightful scent as you lean forward to lick at the stamen, getting that sweet, sweet nectar and pollen. Shi give a deep, clicking growl of pleasure, hir whole body giving strange, unnatural twitches as you lick at hir sweet, wonderful smelling flower. The very structure of hir tissues and organs is so different from yours, hir signals so strange, yet somewhat familiar. Shi reach down, hir fingers scratching along your hair as large, solid eyes gaze down at you. You soon take the whole stamen between your lips with a delighted moan as the nectar eliminates your fight or flight reflex, totally relaxing you, and the pollen makes me want to stay around you forever. It grinds it’s hips back and forth, rubbing the soft, smooth petals of it’s flower against your lips, it’s stamen seeming almost to twitch in your mouth as you lick yet more of that intoxicating pollen up.

Shuddering, you cum just from the taste, retaining just enough sense to carefully pull away from hir flowery sex so as not to damage it with your teeth before leaning in again, happy to lap up yet more of hir nectar, your eyes taking on a slight glassy sheen, as soon you’re fully under hir control, so totally addicted to hir body that you wouldn't want to separate from it if shi let you. Shi shudders as well, as yet another orgasm sends a little tremor through hir. Shi leans hir head back a moment, hir smile growing wide, hir sharp, needle teeth showing, before shi brings hir lips back together, and looks down at you again. Shi hooks a finger under your chin, and gently pull you up and away from hir dripping flower, up to hir face. As you stand up, hir other hand traces a pair of thorn fingers along your slit, then along the outside of your mound as shi leans in to lick at your neck, then shoulder . . .

Shi sinks hir teeth into your shoulder, the powerful drugs in hir nectar making it feel utterly /divine/ as teeth penetrate into flesh, then grind against bone. Shi closes hir lips down against your shoulder, suckling softly at your blood as it seeps from the wound, then gently moves hir head side to side, hir teeth sawing through your flesh with a snap, and shi pulls back, removing a huge chunk of your meat.

Shi pushes you back into a laying position as she swallows down that delicious, sweet meat and blood, a huge gaping wound where your shoulder once was. Her hips wiggle back and forth, and her stamen tickles at your slit, before slipping in.

You moan, rocking your hips so hir stamen sinks deeper into your slit, the heavy drugs working all through your body now, slowing the bleeding, which will keep any of that red nectar from going to waste, and keep you alive much, much longer.

Shi leans down to your chest, and takes a huge bite out of your breast, hir tongue flicking over your nipple as teeth sink into that soft, generous titflesh. Hir head wiggles back and forth a bit as shi saw into your meat, viciously teasing your nub, tongue flicking and wrapping around it, suckling at your whole breast, before it comes off and shi swallows it down whole, nuzzling against the stump where it once was. looking up at you with those big, black eyes. Shi rocks hir hips against yours as hir flower is ground against your slit, hir stamen rubbing inside of you, pollen sinking drugs and venoms into your cunny from within.

"Ah~! Don't stop, please, DON'T STOP~!!!" you cry out in bliss as your womanhood flexes and clenches happily around hir stamen, keeping some of that wonderful pollen deep inside, lighting up your nerves and making you even more delirious.Shi hisses out even more, the sound somehow both predatory and adoring as shi chomps away at your arm, almost like barbecue, hir fingers working hard and carefully to get all that wonderful meat off the bone. Hir excited flower grinds against your sex, and a shudder runs through hir as shi hit another floral orgasm, yet more polen and nectar seeping into your skin.

You lose the ability to lift your arm, but don't care as more and more of hir wonderful essence becomes one with you, bringing you to heights of pleasure most other creatures have never known as you simply moan lustfully, unable to come up with much more. At this point it's less of a question of when you’re cumming, and more when you’re NOT.

Shi slides hir head back up along what's left of that arm up to your neck, nuzzling you there, staining your skin red. Shi leans up to look into your eyes with hir own large set, questioningly, as hir teeth provide just a tiny pinprick to that neck of yours. Then they sink in, piercing your veins and windpipe alike. The sensation is wonderful, like being fucked right into your skin, as those thorn like teeth just stay there a few moments in your neck. Shi pulls back, though, and lets you lay there a moment before lowering hir head down further again, leaving your neck somewhat intact. The damage is severe, and fatal, but the drugs will make it take a while for you to die.

Shi bites hir way down your front, taking out sections of your flesh, little chunks and nips here and there, until shi comes to your sex and licks at it playfully, hir tongue squirming into you while teeth teasingly scratch and begin to dig into your mound. Hir fingers dig into your hips, holding you in place as shi look up at you with big, almost innocent eyes.

You lovingly stroke hir head with your remaining arm as shi works, softly cooing and gurgling, merely laying your head back and moaning out, cumming one final time, soaking hir tongue in your bloody juices as you ride it out.

For a brief moment, hir long, sinewy tongue pushes up, all the way to your womb, tickling at your cervix, before pulling back, and at last hir teeth chomp down the rest of the way, sawing at your flesh, ripping through sensitive nerves, until finally shi pulls that chunk of meat away, and swallows it down whole with the closest sound to a moan you've heard hir make all night. Shi leans in then, and sinks hir teeth into your belly, pulling it open with a bloodsoaked face.

All you’re able to do at this point is simply lay back with a lazy smile as shi picks a new target, feeling yourself being unmade for your wonderful goddess' pleasure and survival, even as you try to swallow down the blood that tries to pool in your mouth and ruined throat.

Shi glances up at you a moment, sinking hir fingers into the wound, before pulling it open with a crack and reaching up into you, closing hir fingers around your heart. Shi leans up to your face, and gives you the closest thing hir kind has to a kiss, hir tongue pushing out past leaf like lips to taste at the blood pooling in your mouth, tangling with your own tongue at the same time, while narrow, but strong fingers close around your frantically beating, dieing heart.

Shi squeezes softly, and you can feel the constricting pain in your chest, as though someone had wrapped a chord right around your heart, binding it close and tight. What had been a faint beat becomes more intense, and your body begins to shudder as you you go into convulsions, mouth frothing pink blood, orgasm after orgasm rocking your body, before finally hir fingers squeeze shut, and crush your fragile life between them with a satisfying *POP*, and you fall limply into darkness . . .