The night’s cool air rustled through a raccoon’s fur as he made his way from the college dorms to a dimly lit building made out of glass. It was the campus greenhouse where most of the culinary course procured their vegetables and herbs. Lately students had been avoiding the place, something about it being taken over by weeds. Artemis had been called in to make sure the building was still safe to use. The raccoon sighed as he reached down and scratched at his balls through the denim of his jeans. Being the dorm RA could really be a pain, he thought as he approached the greenhouse. His paws fumbled around his pockets until he located a ring of keys. Artemis chuckled, there was a time when he would have killed for those keys, but now he had complete access to the campus, including the normally no access buildings, he had too many responsibilities to enjoy the freedom. “What do we have in here,” he spoke out loud to nobody in particular as he unlocked the glass door of the greenhouse. His paw slid along the smooth walls till he found the lightswitch.


Bright grow lights flooded the building as the switch was flipped. The light was bright enough to stun Artemis briefly as he shielded his eyes with his arm. “Fucking hell, who turned these all the way to max?” He swore as his eyes adjusted to the brightness. When he could finally see he got quite the shock, the interior looked like some mad scientist’s idea of a farm. The tomato plants were taller than him, basket ball sized fruit hung from the vines. Next to him several eggplants made him blush at their size. But smack dab right in the center was the largest pumpkin he had ever seen. Thick green vines snaked off the stem and wove their way through the entire building. Other than the strangely large produce, nothing seemed to be amiss here. He reached to turn off the lights when he felt something tightly around his ankle. He looked down and blinked. “How did that happen?” He asked as he saw that he had gotten tangled in a plant vine. He didn’t remember walking into any plants though he thought as he bent over to unwind the vine. As his fingers brushed over the green tendril he felt something cold against his backside. 


But before he could turn around he felt himself lift into the air. “What the fuck,” the raccoon yelped as he dangled from his tail. He spun around, suspended in the air till he came face to gourd of his attacker. Several very lively vines wiggled in his direction as they pushed past the tomatoes and squash. Artemis’s legs kicked in the air as a rather large slimy plant rose from the ground. “No! No! Bad Plant! Go AWAY!” The raccoon whimpered as the tip of the plant paused right in front of his nose. The vine slowly split open like a wet flower right in front of his eyes. Smaller tentacles wiggled from the center of the flower as it covered the raccoon’s muzzle. Artemis could only manage a small whimper as the anthers of the flower pushed into his muzzle and down his throat. 


A smaller vine slithered its way up the suspended raccoon’s arm, chest, and belly till it slipped under the waistband off the jeans the raccoon was wearing. Artemis struggled weakly against the invading plant as it reached his heavy balls and sheath. More vines wrapped around his ankles and spread his legs wide apart. His wrists were next to be locked into place as the raccoon could only watch in horror at his own violation. It did not help that the flower was pumping its anthers in and out of his throat. Suspended and helpless Artemis' eyes went wide as the tomato plant uprooted itself and started to move closer, its giant fruit wobbling back and forth with each step the plant took. It raised several curly appendages that moved towards the raccoon’s bushy ringed tail. The vines curled together to form a thick rope as they slipped past the tail band of Artemis’s jeans and plunged right into his ass. Artemis grunted as his hole was violated but that didn’t stop his sheath from getting aroused. The twisted knot of tomato plant vine pushed deeper and rubbed against the raccoon’s prostate as the exploring pumpkin tendril found the tip of the raccoon’s member. 


The flower over Artemis’s muzzle pulsated as the tendril pressed into Artemis's meatus. The raccoon threshed against the vines restraining him as his dick was probed. His jeans grew tighter as his member grew erect as his prostate was battered from the inside and from the tomato rope in his ass. The pressure in his loins only grew as the tendril split inside his member and made their way through the ejaculatory duct and into the seminal vesicles. It became extremely uncomfortable as they passed through the vas deferens and into Artemis’s testicles. The constant pounding in his ass made him whimper as his prostate was completely blocked, preventing any sort of release. His balls throbbed as they swelled up as more of the pumping plant wiggled inside. The anthers down his throat shook and released pollen into his stomach. From behind him the tomato vibrated, the large fruit broke open and covered the thick rope in a red viscous fluid. The green flesh of the plant absorbed the goo as it expanded inside of Artemis making the raccoon’s eyes water with tears. His stomach ballooned up as the anthers retreated and was placed with a sticky ball. 


His testicles pushed against the fabric of his pants tightly as they grew. The raccoon was too focused on the flower that retreated from his face as the tomato ejaculated right into his ass to notice that his balls were torn from the inside and replaced with a massive collection of seeds surrounded by protective vines. The tendril wilted and broke off from the pumpkin plant as Artemis was lowered to the ground. The tomato vines withdrew from his anus and the plant rooted itself to the ground. Dazed and unsure of just what happened, Artemis shuffled out of the green house, the seat of his jeans wet from plant fluids. The crotch of his pants barely held together as he made his way back to the dormitory, unaware of the disaster he carried with him.