From a bird's-eye view the island looked round like a dinner plate. Sandy beaches surrounded it from all sides. A lush green ring of tropical forest was no less than ten kilometers thick. It would be a true paradise on earth if not one "little" thing – a volcano right In the middle of the island, already erupting dense clouds of black smoke high into the sky and ready to explode with fire and lava at any moment, destroying a small tribe living on the island for centuries. Fortunately, someone already took care of it. A few hovercrafts landed on the shore to evacuate natives.

"Sir, we have a problem." Artemis pulled himself away from the screen showing live translation from a drone floating in the sky above the island. He wasn't feeling particular interest in this mission, considering it rather boring. He was a fighter, not rescuer. Who he supposed to fight against here? A bunch of scared aborigines with primitive spears and bows? Fortunately almost all of them accepted the help peacefully and already boarded the hovercrafts. But there still were resisting ones. And Artemis guessed about the nature of the problem.

"Who and where?" The blue furried feline agent said calmly, turning to a medic whose job was to take care of old and ill natives.

"The shaman. He's refusing to leave. Hugged a palm tree like it's his wife and not going anywhere. And we have a high priority order to not hurt anyone. But also we have an order to evacuate every single person from this place. And the time is running out." The medic spoke quickly, being very nervous about his task. "Here, I'll lead you."

Artemis followed and soon saw exactly the picture he already imagined: an old, very old wrinkly man was hugging a palm tree and mumbling something incoherent in his native tongue. All covered in ritual paintings and with a wooden mask on his face he definitely prepared himself for this day. "Okay, that's enough. Wait here, I'll talk to him." The blue feline warned, opening one of many pockets of his toolbelt and taking out a small device – an automatic translator that was given to him by engineers back at the Agency HQ.

"Grief! Grief to us all! We cannot... cannot save our..." The device instantly started to translate the old shaman's prays, but then paused, seemingly having troubles with translating last words and just giving a list of possible meanings: "... Benefactor, Mother, God."

"Who? What are you talking about, old man? We've evacuated everyone, you're the last of your tribe staying on the island." Artemis said and waited for the translator to do its job. After the device finished the translation the shaman stopped his lamentations and looked at the agent trough small holes of his mask.

"I am the chosen one! My duty was to save our God, but I'm too old to do it! But... but what if..." The old shaman pierced Artemis with the gaze of his eyes, looking at him from head to toe. "Yes, this may work! You look strong enough to save our God!" The shaman stepped back, releasing the palm. "You must do it! If you won't – everything will die!"

"To do what? I don't really understand what you are talking about." Artemis frowned. The volcano could explode at any moment. He had no time for that mumbo-jumbo of an old fool.

"The God will explain! Just follow the path! Hurry!" The shaman pointed toward the denser part of the jungle. Then he took his mask off, placed both hands on the palm tree and touched the trunk with his forehead. Artemis turned around just in time to see the bushes nearby moving aside to create a narrow path leading deeper into the dark dense jungle.

"How the..." The agent turned back to ask the shaman, but the old man lost his last strength and slowly slipped down the palm trunk. "Hey! Quickly help him!' Artemis ordered to the medic who was standing aside all this time. "I'm going to check it out." After the medic nodded in response Artemis went down the strange path in the jungle.

It wasn't exactly a path – the ground was soft, no one was walking it. Yet all the leaves, branches and even roots were pulled away, clearing the way forward and letting Artemis to run, not wasting the precious time. The path was leading him deeper into the jungle and closer to the volcano, but soon he lost the rumble of smoke rising into the air. Tree leaves covered the sky entirely, making a roof above the ground impenetrable even to sunlight and sounds. But Artemis could see light ahead not far away from him. There should be a glade or at least a well between the trees. And there it was – a large area without bushes and trees, with just short and soft grass covering the ground. But the light here wasn't coming from the sun. The sky was still closed by branches of high trees surrounding the glade. No, the dim light was coming from many large pink flowers growing around the glade and filling the air with pleasantly sweet smelling pollen.

Artemisia stopped at the glade edge to let his eyes adjust. Beside the flowers there were large pods probably full of seeds. And something he didn't notice at first. Vines. Many thin vines lying in the grass, hanging from the trees, wrapped around the pods and supporting the flowers. "What a strange place..." The boy said and stepped forward.

With his step further the whole glade shuddered. The mass of vines twitched and started to move, coiling and creeping around. Artemis stopped and turned around, but the path behind him disappeared – the bushes and trees were blocking the way. "Fine. Want me to stay? Then tell me what you want!" Taking a fighting stance, the boy looked around searching for someone responsible for all the weirdness. "Show yourself! I don't intend to cause harm. But I will protect myself." But no voice responded, only the vines continued to slither in the grass and leaves continued to rustle. Together they were making a strange mix of sounds, slowly growing louder, almost like a melody. He saw the end of one vine like a snake approaching him and slowly raising to the level of his face. "Stop playing games! I came here because the shaman told someone needs my help." Artemis prepared to fight back in case this strange smooth green vine attack him, but it only slowly moved toward is face... and brushed his cheek in rather a sweet manner.

"Pattern detected. Translation is possible." His portable translator suddenly came to life, announcing it with calm machine voice. Then paused, analyzing the sounds of the plants. And spoke again. "Greetings." The device said with one voice. "Don't be afraid." Then switched to another. "We will not harm you." Said another voice from the box. As if not one, but many people were talking to Artemis at the same time. "We need your help. One cycle is about to end. But another must begin." The voices were talking to him, switching between the phrases.

"A-alright... If so..." Artemis lowered his fists, looking around in confusion. "What do you want me to do? And who are you?" He asked, still not fully understanding who he was talking to.

"We are the life. We are the nature. We are strong. But we are weak. We live. We will die. And we will live again. If you help us." The plants told. Vines gently laid in their hands, leading the blue-furried feline to the middle of the clearing. "Take us. Carry us. Plant us."

"Wh-what? But..." Artemis looked the jungle around him. "But I can't save every tree in here! Even with the help of whole agency! There's just no time to do that!" As if to prove his words a blast of volcano eruption reached the clearing though the dense leaves.

"Not trees. Not bushes. Not grass." The voices stayed calm and gentle even at imminent threat of death. "Seeds."

"Oh, well then..." Artemis glanced at the seed pods he saw before and felt a little stilly for not guessing about that. "Alright, I can carry your seeds and will plant them here after eruption." It seemed an easy task and he just reached his hands out, expecting to receive the seeds.

"Too weak. Too soft. No shell. Can't survive." The plants spoke, this time a little worried. "Must be carried. But be hidden. Must be protected." Vines moved, slithering around Artemis' body. "Within..."

Artemis hoped he got it wrong, but as the vines started to stroke his stomach he gave up those hopes. "F-fine." With light purple blush on his cheeks the feline boy replied. It was his job to save every sentient life on this island. And those plants were something special. "How's it going to... work?" He asked, slowly stripping his clothing off.

"Pleasure! Joy! Happiness!" The plants replied with cheerful voices. "Life is beautiful! Live is wonderful! Relax. And enjoy." As soon as the last word was spoken more vines moved toward Artemis, coiling and wrapping themselves around his body to lift the blue feline in the air.

He was experienced with all kinds of sexual pleasure and he wasn't new with tentacle sex. But this was something different, thrilling and almost sacred. Artemis wasn't resisting, letting the plants to their work. So far it was indeed rather a pleasant experience. The vines were gently moving around his body, ruffling his fur, caressing him in a very enjoyable manner. But not wasting much time one of the vines darted under his long fluffy tail, to his rear hole. But there, barely touching the purple ring of his pucker, the plant stopped, spending a moment to rub and massage it. "Mmm-mrrrf!" Artemis arched his back and purred, unable to resist the pleasure. But soon he opened his eyes wide as he felt something sticky being poured on his butthole. The vine was oozing almost sugary sap out of its tip, covering the feline anus in it and making some to leak inside after pressing tightly against the purple hole.

While the thick vine was busy with his ass other thinner vines started approaching his other sensitive parts. Two went to his purple nipples to flicker on them, to coil around and tug lightly, then pushing against those sensitive buttons. More vines went to his penis, caressing the purple cockhead without peeling his black foreskin down, just skippering under it and slithering within that floppy skin sack. All those vines were leaking same sticky sap, making quite a mess on his body.

"Huff... huff..." Artemis panted, feeling very aroused, already feeling close to an orgasm. But as if the plants were feeling it, too, slowing down every time he was about to shoot his own white seed out. "Why are you taking so long? You must hurry!" The blue kitten said finally, not understanding why the plants were playing with him for so long.

"Must be prepared. Must be ready." The plants replied, continuing to fondle and caress him. The thicker vine finally entered his softened anus, slipping in to reach the small bump of his prostate. There the plant stated to play with it, making Artemis' cock leak clear precum like a water tap. But he wasn't allowed to cum yet, even while the teasing was getting more and more persistent. The vines were tugging on his nipples harder as if trying to milk him, then were pushing into the nipples, repeating those two motions over and over again. And the vines playing with his cockhead violated his thin cumslit, slipping into it one by one, swarming in the tight and sensitive hole and slowly going deeper.

Artemis closed his eyes and hissed though clenched teeth, needing to cum so much! He was wriggling in the vines holding him in the air, swaying from side to side a little. "Almost. Almost." Plants said. He noticed the seed pods and flowers moving closer to him. Large pink glowing flowers surrounded the blue feline, puffing their golden sweet pollen over his head. The smell was too rich and thick to bear it, making him feel dizzy right away. His struggles became weaker and the plants continued their tease.

And finally, after long minutes of torture by pleasure, he felt it. Something slipped though the vine in his butt, something large and round entered his rectum with a wet "Plop!" of the sugary sap. And then again and again! The plant seeds started to flow in, pushing against the sensitive bump of his prostate. With a happy smile Artemis prepared to enjoy his orgasm... Only to find out it wasn't happening in the way it supposed to. His cock was twitching, trying to pump cum out. But instead something was moving the wrong way, into him! Lifting his head Artemis looked down at his crotch and saw smaller seeds moving though the vines buried deep in his cock. And he could feel those several flows of seeds passing though the shaft of his penis at the same time, going deeper into the body and ending their way within his balls.

Seeing and feeling that Artemis could do nothing to stop it. But with all honesty he didn't want it to stop. It wasn't the first time he experienced something teasing his urethra. He was quite addicted to this pleasure. And now when those vines were pleasing his sensitive hole so carefully, yet so purposefully, he could only lean back and enjoy, letting the plants to fill his body with small and large seeds.

But the feline had no luck to calmly enjoy that pleasure. The vines that played with his nipples finally softened his little chestbumps enough to slip in. "Mnnngh!" Artemis moaned, feeling thin plant tendrils inviting his body where nothing supposed to go. Soon after this he felt his chest swelling, getting filled with sap-coated seeds just like his stomach and balls. In less than ten seconds he became a proud owner of A-cup sized breasts and the flow of seeds filling his chest wasn't slowing down.

Drifting in clouds of golden pollen, experiencing never-ending pleasure of being teased and pumped with golden honey-like sap and seeds of various sizes, with balls reached the size of grapefruits and pregnant-looking belly, Artemis heard loud rumbles of the volcano. Whole island trembled and even the vines holding him in air couldn’t damper this shock. The blue feline knew he had little time left, but the process of preserving the seeds wasn't over yet. "The cycle will continue." He heard the voices of plants again. "Your help will let us bloom once again!" The voices were so sweet and calm even while eruption already started. Artemis looked at the pink flower near his head. His body and mind were getting heavy. "Thank you." Lulled by the voices Artemis closed his eyes.

"Agent? Agent Artemis?" Another voice, different one, worried and scared woke the feline boy up. That was the doctor from rescue team. He was standing above Artemis, shaking the feline shoulder. Blinking to clear his eyes, still a little dizzy from the pollen he inhaled, Artemis looked around. He was at the beach, in place where he started his way into the jungle. Somehow he got back. Or rather something brought him here. But soon his nose picked up the smell of smoke coming from the jungle. The volcano erupted and lava poured out. The flower meadow he visited must have been burnt to ashes by now.

"I'm... I'm alright." Feeling no pain he answered to the doctor and tried to get up, but found his body much heavier than before. By looking down at himself and groping his naked body he discovered that even more seeds were pumping into him while he was unconscious. His belly looked full-term pregnant, his chest turned into swollen breasts leaking honey-like sap from the purple nipples. And while he couldn’t see his balls under his belly he could feel them hanging low and being swollen enough to touch his knees. Yet nothing of that was giving him discomfort. To his own surprise Artemis found the feelings rather pleasant.

"Stop staring." Finally returning to normal Artemis commanded, not happy about the way the doctor was looking at him. With light purple blush on his blue cheeks and with a frown he continued: "I'm telling you I'm alright. No injuries, no poisoning. I'll explain everything later. Just report to HQ that our mission was successful." Grunting after he said that, Artemis got up and slowly waddled toward the waiting hovercraft. "We're leaving the island, but not for long. I need to return soon after the eruption is over." Holding his heavy belly in both hands Artemis smiled to some sweet thoughts in his head.