Falquian 11-Aug-15 22:11 # 2452 Up to topDown to bottom
DAY 10

The following days brought a radical change in Rose's behaviour. In just a few days, the morning neurotransmitter overdose from the plant and the orgasmic sessions from the doctors had made her so high that she didn't care that she couldn't move free or even feel her limbs. Only careful daily adjustments of her body chemistry by the scientists kept poor junkie Rose marginally sane.



In order to help keeping her anchored to reality, William had placed a body sized mirror next to the pot so she could see herself whenever she wanted. The mirror was a constant reminder of who she was, but also showed the extent of her progressive transformation. The vine that snaked through her small intestine had already filled it halfway, making her look pregnant with a nest of particularly big snakes.

Each morning brought a renewed growth spurt of the tendrils, and she had become somewhat adept at tracing their movements inside her innards. They were already four inches thick and, apart from filling her to the point of bursting, they had sprouted along her innards, painfully spearing her soft tissues and invading other organs. The doctors even showed Rose from time to time something that looked like an x-ray of her body, pointing what was hers and what was the plant's. Day by day there was a bit more plant and a bit less her.

When she looked at her skin, under the few patches that weren't matted with sticky cum, she could see that it was also slowly changing colour, from pure red-headed alabaster to dryad green. It was also becoming slightly see-through and, under a strong light, she could see on her reflection the faint outline of muscles and bones, as well as the ever increasing vines that criss-crossed them.

That particular day, she awoke with the first sunlight rays to find an exciting change in her body. Her nipple buds had grown through the night, and now resembled two fleshy cones emerging from the cum coating. When Mateson arrived to begin the work day, she swallowed the semen that had been macerating inside her mouth all night long and pointed the fact to him.

"I wondered when they would start showing" he said, fondling the extremely sensitive nubs.

As he stroked and rolled her tender rubbery nipples between his fingers, she could feel something like a hard bean inside them. The friction of her sensitive skin rubbing between doc Mateson fingers and the beans was something wonderful by itself and made her orgasm on the spot.

"I see we are feisty today, aren't we Rose?" Mateson joked

"Yes doctor. Hmm, that feels good, don't stop…" she purred "What are those?" she added, eyes closed in post orgasmic bliss.

"That's a surprise!" the deviant doctor said "One that I wouldn't want to spoil"

Mateson presented his white coated fingers to the girl's mouth for her to clean, a task she did with obvious gusto, and went to work.

That day went more or less like the previous nine. Doctors performing experiments and tests, both on her and on other things around the greenhouse, the daily renewal of the cum layer that coated her inside out, various lengthy pissing sessions, and multiple mind shaking orgasms whenever the scientists were on the mood. However, that evening, a new routine was going to be added to her daily schedule.

"How is the tisular exchange rate going William?" asked Mateson looking at a chart on her pad.

"Twenty percent as of yesterday" answered the younger fellow, taking notes behind a giant flower.

"That means elasticity should be around optimal…" mumbled Mateson "better if we start early before the conversion percentage increases".

Rose watched curiously as Mateson dove between her legs, expecting with a smile another session of mind boggling orgasms. However, the scientist had something else in mind.

He began, as he always did, fondling the child's oversexed clit. The hormones and daily stimulation had made a number on the sex organ. Apart from making it grow, a full inch long and proportionally thick, like a body-builder’s one, it had made it perpetually erect, pulsing crimson at the tune of her heartbeat. The hood had grown alongside it, making Mateson cringe at the unsightly view. He made a mental note to correct that oversight later: a clitoris so beautifully large should never be hidden from view.

Rubbing his index finger up and down, Mateson zeroed on his real target, Rose's peehole. As the child panted with pleasure, tongue lolling out and eyes rolled up, he observed with satisfaction the tiny hole puckering open. Seeing a small yellow trickle, he took a side step and watched how the stimulation made the girl pee herself again. When she finished, sighing in satisfaction, Mateson traced the contours of her labia and lubricated his finger in the juices that flowed between them and the stalk. Once thoroughly covered with the clear fluid, he shoved it unceremoniously inside the girl's peehole.

Rose screamed in shock before the unexpected intrusion. A place narrower than a soda straw had stretched to accept the index finger of a grown man in an instant, and the jolt that thundered through her body had surprised the little child. It hadn't really hurt after all, and the new feeling was akin to the one at her ass. She wanted desperately to pee again, but with such a thick appendage blocking the sphincter she couldn't. Mateson began to piston fuck her last virgin hole with his finger and waved William to come.

"Do you see this?" he pointed with his free hand.

"Hot" was the only answer of the assistant before he went to fetch the tall stool in order to practice what had become his favourite pastime with Rose.

Over the past two weeks, little Rose had struggled to accept more and more of the scientist's oversized cocks inside her mouth. Her goal was to be able to deepthroat them, like she could do with training dildos and normal cocks. Learning how to better perform sexually was what she had been doing since birth, and it felt natural for her to keep at it.

Thanks to the changes her body was undergoing, the feat didn't took long. The very same increased elasticity that allowed her innards to expand to the tune of the plant, or for Mateson to be fingerfucking her urethra, had also softened her throat. Just two days ago, Rose had finally felt William's glans break through the cardias and into her stomach.

Both doctors congratulated the little child profusely, telling her how sexy were her plump lips stretched like an "O" around William shaft, or the wonderful shape her throat took while the bulge of his mighty flesh rod stretched it. They even took photographs and videos of the event, and Rose felt cherished and loved while both men showed her the pictures of her cum coated body and called it beautiful.

While training to deepthroat them she also discovered that, although she could still breath like usually, she could also hold her breath indefinitely if she wanted to, at least during the day. Mateson had explained to her that now, her increasingly green skin acted like the leaves of a plant and gave her cells an oxygen surplus.


She didn't understand any of that, but not needing to breathe was a neat superpower for a cocksucker so proud of her skills like her, so she often made use of that ability, massaging both men's cocks with her throat without fear of suffocation. Once she discovered that fact, she also began keeping her mouth and nostrils full of cum for extended periods of time, enjoying the flavour and odour to the fullest without needing to vacate them. Unless it was to talk or suck cock, she would usually keep her lips shut and their semen inside.

In the wake of her training, William had developed a routine that allowed him to skullfuck Rose without needing to move her. He positioned a tall stool behind her and climbed it. The little girl saw him, smiled in anticipation and tilted her head backwards until her throat was flush with her oesophagus, opening her mouth as wide as she could.

The younger scientist wasted no time and, holding her head for leverage, plunged his full erection into the little minx's inviting hole, reaching the stomach in one thrust and feeling his glans slosh around all the cum stored there. He began skullfucking her in earnest and the sight of her tender throat bulging obscenely in the shape of his cock inflamed his passion, driving him into a frenzy.

Meanwhile, Mateson had added another finger to the mix, making poor Rose overwhelmed by the fierce assault from both ends. The doctor's fingers were stimulating her clitty like never before, rubbing the inside of it for the first time, letting her know about its hidden depths.

She felt her clit radiating the familiar pleasure waves from inner surfaces she didn't knew existed. While William's balls smacked rhythmically her nose, it dawned on her that her clit was like her plant, the roots were hidden from the view, buried in soil or flesh. Those roots were now sending her brain signals so strong that threatened to shut it down.

Before she went unconscious from the over-stimulation, Mateson buried his fingers to the hilt with gut wrenching force and pinched her clit with his free hand. Rose screamed her pleasure through her blocked throat, and the vibrations sent William over the edge. His cum overflowed her already filled stomach, burst upwards and shot from Rose's nostrils and the tight space between her lips and his cock.

Now spent, William withdrew his meat spear from her body and climbed down the stool to see what Mateson had done to her peehole. The previously tiny opening was now gaping and pulsing, spraying little streams of piss to the tune of Rose's orgasmic spasms. She slowly came to her senses and snorted the cum that blocked her nostrils, looking at the scientists with a big grin plastered on her white covered face. Bubbles of cum foamed in her mouth as she spoke.

"Can we do that again? Pretty please?"

DAY 20

Faithful to his own mental promise, some days after claiming Rose's urethral virginity, Mateson prepared the girl for a new modification. He had begun the day spraying Rose's face with a particularly large quantity of cum that had seeped into her eyes and painted her vision white. It wasn't a strange occurrence, though, and she was accustomed to the sting of the substance. She was fluttering her eyelashes madly to clear her eyes from the thick liquid that blurred her field of view and wasn't paying attention to what the doctor was saying.

"Can you repeat what you just said?" asked young Rose while her tears finished the job and her vision returned.

"I'm going to circumcise you, Rose" answered Mateson, re-sheathing his cock into his pants.

"Isn't that for boys only?"

"Not only for them. Here, let me show you" he said, bringing closer the mirror so that she could see her cunt hidden under her belly.

"This is your clit" he pointed grabbing the inch long appendage. It looked like a very small penis, the smooth glans peeking under the hood. "And this is the hood" he added, pinching the flap of skin, lifting it slightly from the clitoral shaft.

Rose was giggling with excitement. Even if Mateson acted all doctor-like and professional, he was still groping the most sensitive part of her body. She was so lucky that such good doctors had chosen her as their test subject.

"Pay attention, Rose!" he twisted her clit playfully, sending an electric jolt through her bound body that refocused her.

"The main body of the clitoris is hidden under the hood, the same way as the foreskin covers the glans of the penis" he continued.

"There is no foreskin on your cocks" she noted.

"Exactly, because we have had it removed just like I'm going to do to you. It's more pleasurable that way" he winked at her.

She nodded in acquiescence, winking in return, which glued her right eye shut and made her laugh. Whatever the doctors did was fine with her, so far all the things that she had experienced had felt good. She still had to live with the pain on her overstretched cunny, her belly still cramped awfully and the feeling of constantly being pooping never abandoned her, but she welcomed them now as much as the pleasure itself.

The older scientist brought closer a wheeled metal tray full of sharp looking steel tools and knelt before Rose's vaginal area. It was a straightforward procedure, thanks to the regenerative abilities that her body had acquired, and he wouldn't need William to assist. Mateson called him nonetheless.

When William arrived, he patted Rose's head in encouragement and knelt beside Mateson, taking care of not obstructing the immobile girl point of view. Mateson then took a clamp and a pair of sharp pointed scissors, abandoning any pretence at subtlety by that point. He used the clamp to take hold of the girl's hood and, lifting it as much as possible, switched to the scissors to cut around the perimeter of her clit, as close as the base as he dared.

Rose was enjoying the procedure. The sharp snips alongside her most sensitive part were no more painful than the myriad of pains that plagued her body constantly and she had learned to live with. The chemically forced rewiring of her brain had obliterated whatever little boundaries remained between pain and pleasure and had exacerbated her masochism to the limit, so while Mateson excised her flesh, she even bit her lip to suppress a growing bout of pain induced orgasms.





The small trickle of blood that flowed from the wound wasn't even red anymore, it had become an orange syrupy sap that hardened as soon as exposed to the air and closed the cuts almost as fast as Mateson made them. The result was that the procedure took less than two minutes and left her clit completely exposed for the first time in her life. Once the foreskin was excised, two more carefully aimed slices took care of the suspensory ligaments that anchored the clit to the labia minora.

The freed appendage now resembled a skinned penis, raw red and throbbing madly, so sensitive that even the slightest flow of air stimulated it. Liberating the clit from its sheath and anchors also made it gain half an inch of length, and without being restricted by the protective flesh, its state of erection made it rise proudly.

Mateson couldn't resist the invitation and swallowed the appendage whole, making Rose finally lose control and cum very vocally. While Mateson used his tongue to explore her feminine appendage, William silenced Rose with a french kiss, an activity that the little girl always enjoyed practising.

Poor Rose was in seventh heaven. The tongue of Mateson was exploring the shaft of her freed womanhood leaving no area untouched, while his teeth nibbled her flesh and added painful stabs to the array of sensations her clit was feeding her. She kept moaning into William's mouth, their tongues intertwining in the lewd dance her teachers had shown her.

The trio kept at it until it was clear that her mind and body couldn't cope any more. Both scientists whitewashed her torso and face with a new layer of their essence, carefully keeping the throbbing nub clean so Rose could enjoy it's sight the rest of the day.

Once she regained her voice she admired the results in the mirror. The painfully erect appendage was scalding hot, shiny with spit and vaginal juices and framed by a string of her own mutated blood, coagulated like sap. To her young mind, the ring of amber beads became a tangible proof of the doctors' love for her, a crown worth of a princess. The heat waves that radiated from the mauled organ flowed up to her brain and reinforced her chemically induced love for both scientists.

"It's so beautiful!" she managed to whisper before closing her eyes in a comatose post orgasmic state.