5 comments/ 29500 views/ 34 favorites Empress Lilium By: SignorFurious Curt Mendell was starting to wonder if he would find what he was looking for at all in this rain forest. He was a professor of botany, you see, and his knowledge had saved many lives in the past. The focus of his current expedition was simple, though the locale decidedly wasn't. This was a parallel world to ours, discovered through dimensional rift technology. This world, known as Eilidonos, teemed with life of all kinds, containing ecosystems that at the same time resembled those of Earth, but were home to flora and fauna that almost nobody could've imagined. Curt's job was to study the local plant life around the nearby outpost and bring back samples of anything that could conceivably have medicinal uses, and be cultivated in a safe environment. He had already catalogued dozens of specimens that looked to be of interest, but consulting his database showed they were all known species of plants, whose beneficial properties had long since been identified. He looked up to see the angle of the sun, and get an idea of how much more daylight was left. As he found it, he remembered that this star wasn't called the Sun, but realized he'd forgotten its name. What was he, an astronomer? The nameless-to-him star hung fairly low in the sky, which was just starting to shift to that familiar red. It looked mostly like a sunset in our world, but the colors were always a little bit more vibrant. "Great," Curt thought to himself. "It's already sunset and I haven't found ANYTHING. I've combed this whole stretch here, all the way from the outpost...what else can I do?" Trying to keep his composure, he noticed a path he hadn't seen before, which looked like it led to some kind of small clearing. Following it, he found an unusual sight- an enormous, bright orange flower just sitting there in the shade with its petals closed up. It seemed big enough that one or even two people could fit inside. Curt's curiosity got the better of him, and he got out his equipment to take a closer look at the plant. But while he was scanning over the patterned petals with his magnifying lens, the flower seemed to twitch or jitter slightly. More than seeing it, he heard the grass and leaves under it rustle despite there being barely any wind. Once he finally registered the plant moving on its own, he reflexively stepped back, and stood prepared to run in case it turned out to be some hideous, voracious monster in disguise. The petals opened up and his questions were answered. Monster? Perhaps. Hideous? Not so much. He had heard of indigenous creatures of this realm that bore humanoid forms, but this was the first time he'd seen one in the flesh. It looked like a woman, but her body was coming out of that huge flower. And what a body...voluptuous curves, alluring breasts, a face like a Greek goddess, and red hair that went down to her waist. Curt shook his head, snapping himself back to reality. He didn't want to endanger any of the native plants or animals, or himself for that matter. She hadn't seen him yet, and was still casually gazing around to find what had woken her up. Sensing the opportunity to quietly escape, he barely took three steps before something snagged his ankle, making him stumble to his knees. Turning his head hastily Curt saw the culprit- a long vine that looked as thick as a python, and just as flexible. What shocked him more was the fact this vine was moving. He tried to pull it off his leg, but another came from past his peripheral vision and grabbed his arm. Panicking, he reached for the knife on his belt using his free hand, which was promptly snagged at the wrist by yet another vine. The vines pulled him back and turned him to face the plant woman. By his best guess, she knew where he was the whole time, as he was now staring her face-to-face. "Heehee, got you," she giggled, her voice equal parts bubbly and sensuous. Curt tried to struggle against the vines, even as they coiled further around his arms and legs. "What's the matter? Are you in such a hurry you can't even hang around a moment?" He was all but certain she was toying with him before she would do something horrible. "Don't hurt me...!" Curt cried breathlessly. "What? I couldn't do that to a cute man like you," she said. Curt was silent, not ready to believe her. The vines brought him close enough for her to stroke his chest delicately. "Ohhh, I mean it, truly. I just want someone to play with for a little while." He once again tried to free his arms, but by this point all he could do was jostle them slightly. She had him trapped. "Come on, now," the woman chided him. "Save your energy, relax. I promise I won't hurt you..." She pulled him close and kissed his lips eagerly. Her mouth tasted of something surprisingly sweet- so sweet in fact, that it had some kind of effect on him. His tensed-up muscles began to relax, and his racing heart gradually slowed down to a steady beat. At the same time, his mouth tingled with sudden sensitivity. His breathing became calm and even. "See? Isn't that better?" she said with a grin. "W...what are you?" Curt asked, starting to recover from his panicked state. "Well, I'm not sure what you would call me, but I have a name. I'm Lily." "Lily..." Curt repeated in contemplation. "So what's your name?" she inquired. "I--I'm Curt," he stammered, still a bit too shaken to think very clearly. Lily chuckled under her breath, mistaking Curt's fear for shyness. He gathered the wherwithal to speak up. "What was with that kiss? I feel..." Lily stopped him there. "Oh, that's from my nectar. It's a pretty strong relaxant, and it stimulates the skin to make it nice and sensitive. Would you like another taste?" The thought seemed very appealing. Curt nodded slowly, now rather receptive to Lily's advances. "That's it. Here..." She guided his mouth to her swollen nipple, and gently held the back of his head. "Go ahead," she said, stroking his hair. Somehow compelled to, he took her teat into his mouth and suckled. With every movement of his mouth and tongue, more of that nectar flowed from the woman's breasts. It was like the most delicious honey he'd ever tasted, and he felt the effects right away. His thoughts grew quiet as he entered a deep and sedate trance, and the remaining tension in his body melted into an all-encompassing feeling of comfort and warmth. By the time he drank his fill, his mouth was buzzing with pleasure. Lifting him up and going for another kiss, Lily began to undress her enthralled plaything, unbuttoning his shirt while sucking and licking at his nipples. Her nectar made them more and more sensitive, turning stiff and erect. While she kept playing with his chest, her vines were busily stripping the remainder of his clothes. Once he was down to his birthday suit, she leaned down and licked his manhood all over, from root to glans. She paid special attention to the tip, sucking it wetly and coating it with more of her honey. As the sticky nectar absorbed into his skin, his erection grew with such unexpected speed that the blood rushing to it made him lightheaded. Lily briefly took her mouth off of him, licking her lips with an almost predatory smile. "I forgot to mention one thing about my honey. It takes your pent-up lust and libido, and kicks it into overdrive. If you think you're horny now, just wait and see..." Curt didn't have to wait long, as Lily teased his rod with her fingernails before bringing it back between her warm lips. Slowly at first, she sucked him off with incredible skill. A supernatural feeling of arousal permeated his mind, clouding his thoughts further and eroding his will to do anything but let her have her way with him. Whenever he was starting to acclimate to her technique, she changed it up. Sucking it down to the root, licking the tip, pumping with her lips, he couldn't keep up. With one hand massaging his balls, she reached up with her other hand and rubbed at his chest again, still attacking his dick with her sopping-wet tongue. Soon every movement she made with her hands and mouth etched itself into Curt's mind, as he grew closer and closer to cumming. Hearing his ragged breath, she slowed down and licked the tip of his boner gently but continually, lightly rubbing at his nipple with her fingernails. "Too much...I--I'm gonna cum--!" he gasped. Lily took his dick all the way in her mouth and ravaged it, slurping noisily and bringing him to a mind-blowing orgasm. He shook all over as she drew out his spunk, bound tightly in her vines and unable to move an inch until she'd swallowed every drop. As he came down from that pleasurable high, he fell limp in the grip of her leafy coils, unable to resist her anymore. "Aww, you really like it when I play with these, don't you?" Lily cooed, massaging and tweaking Curt's nipples again. "Mmm-hmm..." Curt answered, too placid now to try and form sentences. She smiled with anticipation and relaxed the grip of her vines slightly. "How about we do something REALLY fun with them? Mmm..." she moaned, sucking those two hypersensitive spots on his chest. At the same time, a pair of long, prehinsile vines tipped with pink flower buds sprouted up from around her plant's roots. The buds opened their petals, revealing a pair of sticky orifices dripping with that same nectar. Curt barely had time to say anything before the blossoms clamped onto his nubs, sucking, kneading and massaging them into a sensual frenzy. Overcome with arousal, he arched his back reflexively as a completely new feeling started to build up in his chest. He could feel his pectorals changing, shifting. When he felt Lily's hands on his chest again, he realized that somehow those buds were making him grow breasts. Bigger and bigger they swelled, until he had a pair as large and bouncy as Lily's. Feeling the flowers let go, he opened his eyes and looked down, seeing just how big his new rack was. "What did you...how?" he mumbled. Lily cupped one boob in her palm, rubbing it delicately. The sensation brought him back into that lusty, dazed state, simultaneously calming his mind and driving his libido wild. "You ever wonder what it's like to have such big, milky tits? Ooh, they must be really tender now." Curt grimaced as she squeezed his teats, not just from how raw and swollen they were, but also in fear of being seen with such a massive pair of jugs. Lily noticed his face and eased back, gently hugging him and pressing their chests together. "Don't worry, they won't stay like that if you don't want them to," she assured. "Here, I'll make them feel really good..." She began to suckle, gently rubbing the other nipple with a free hand. His vision grew hazy as yet another foreign sensation began in his chest. His new mammary glands began to lactate, producing something that seemed to be a mixture of breast milk and that luscious nectar she'd fed to him and coated his body with. Lily moaned with delight, gulping down the sweet ambrosia before switching to his other nipple. Once both of them were flowing with milk, she became more aggressive in her sucking. Before long, Curt felt a different kind of orgasm building up, this one coming from his breasts. She kept sucking and squeezing harder, but could tell when he was on the very edge of cumming, and let him savor that feeling before taking both of his nipples into her mouth. He let out a howl of ecstasy, milk gushing from his over-aroused teats. With the sheer volume of fluid pouring out of those magically-created milk jugs, he felt them start to shrink, apparently exhausting his supply of milk. Once they felt emptied out, they were about the size they'd been before Lily's flowers filled them with honey. Lily kissed him once more, running her tongue over his with a mouthful of that mixed breast milk and nectar. The taste was extraordinary, and it seemed to wrap his mind in yet another layer of passion and bliss. "I think it's time for the main event," Lily said huskily. The petals of her enormous flower opened up wide and her vines pulled Curt inside with her, coiling around him in a way that kept him bound but comfortable. For the first time he got a good look at her pussy, dripping with need and begging to ride his cock into submission. She lifted herself up and slid her muff over his whole crotch, covering every inch in nectar until his erection started to hurt. He was at a loss for words, and could only moan in euphoria as she mounted him and took his throbbing rod into her, rocking her hips and pumping up and down. He couldn't help feeling how tight her sex was around his manhood, and even though her pussy was soaking wet with that same nectar, every bit of pain from his rock-hard prick just evaporated the moment it went inside, with tingling pleasure in its wake. Lily tried to take her time enjoying his dick inside her, and it took most of her willpower not to immediately fuck him senseless...well, more senseless. Every slap of her crotch against his compounded the arousal, building to the most earth-shattering climax yet. "Does my hot pussy feel good? Are you--ahhh...!" she gasped mid-sentence, a jolt of pleasure taking away her composure. "Are you nearly ready to cum again?" "Ohhhh...almost..." Curt said deliriously, totally overcome by the wonderful feeling of her slit rubbing his shaft all over. As that familiar pressure began in his sack, Lily's vines around him grew taut and gradually tightened more, holding him securely while she slammed up and down on his cock. Somehow she kept him teetering on the edge without slowing down at all. His balls just kept getting more and more full, and realizing he couldn't empty them he saw a smug look of domination in her face, visible through her peaking arousal. She was imposing her will on him, and making it clear that her influence was the thing stalling his orgasmic surrender. "I'm almost there too now, love," she said through raunchy panting. "I want this one to be just as good for you as it will be for me..." He could almost hear her voice in his head, counting down the seconds until he could hit that peak and let it all out. Five...it was starting to become unbearable. Four...her control was the only thing stopping him from cumming. Three...all his thoughts closed around his groin. Two...he wanted to cum. He NEEDED to cum. There was no choice. One...he was ready. Zero. A switch flipped inside him, and his entire being, body, mind and soul, burst into frenzied, blessed joy as a massive load of semen gushed into her inviting womb. He pushed and spurted and came with unimaginable force, spraying more seed than he thought his body capable of producing. He had relinquished his control to her, and she'd rewarded him with this boundless pleasure. That feeling of sexual submission washed over him as he sank into a warm, comfortable afterglow, and Lily hugged him lovingly. "Ohh, that was wonderful...you came so much, and it's all inside me...but...I want more..." Lily groaned. Curt felt himself going flaccid, and wasn't sure he could accomodate this insatiable woman after cumming so explosively three times with no rest. Becoming more lucid, he looked her in the eyes with a bit of shame. "I can't...I'm totally spent," he told her, barely able to catch a breath. It soon became abundantly clear she wasn't ready to stop, as she resumed gyrating her hips and began to focus intently. It didn't seem to work until Curt felt something rubbing against the cleavage of his buttocks. He tried to turn to look, but Lily grabbed his head and kept his eyes on hers. Her face seemed to shift, becoming commanding and firm. A glow began to emanate from her bright hazel eyes, and he could sense some kind of energy flowing through her arms. Once this aura reached her fingertips, it coursed through his brain while whatever was pressing against his backdoor kept going, making it slick with honey. He felt his mind starting to go blank. "MORE," Lily demanded. With that, he felt his anus being penetrated by something long and ridged. This was another of her specialized vines, tipped with a nubbed blossom containing dozens of prehensile anthers, the entirety of which was coated in that slippery aphrodisiac nectar. Despite its size, the nectar loosened him up enough for it to slide in almost painlessly. As it went in, Lily pulled his cock back into her, tightening her body's grip on it while the bud entering his ass did its work. The bud reached the perfect spot to press against his prostate gland, fixed itself in place and began to vibrate. Slowly at first, but growing more intense all the time. The moment it latched on, Curt felt himself on the brink of collapse. Lily pumped him in and out of her feverishly, her hands still pouring lust directly into his brain. In no time at all he was ready to cum again, and she didn't waste a moment in bringing him over the edge. "Yes, give it to me now!" Lily screamed. As soon as the first contraction came, his mind was broken. His eyes rolled back and his jaw dropped. A constant flow of semen rushed from his cock, and showed no sign of stopping. Every push multiplied the pleasure a hundred times over, and he wanted nothing more than to stay there, kept in endless rapture by her carnal assault. After a solid minute of this, he felt something deep within himself being jarred loose by the orgasmic waves pulsing through his body. It was like bits of his very soul were being sucked out of him, pulled into Lily's devouring snatch. She wrapped her arms and legs around him tight and clamped down with her vulva, wringing the cum out of him. With every squeeze his vision started to grow dark, even though his eyes were wide open. Her vines were practically crushing his body now. She kissed his lips furiously and tightened her grip even more, screaming inarticulately with ecstasy. With this sustained spurt of ejaculate, Curt thought he felt the last of his energy being pulled out of him, and blacked out. An indeterminate amount of time later, he could see light again. His eyes fluttered open, and he noticed that he was still in Lily's loving embrace. But more than that, he was still alive! He struggled to turn his head and look around, seeing that it was the middle of the night, and that both he and Lily were still inside her flower. He also noticed that a large root was visible between the bottom of the flower's interior and part of Lily's back. That must be an extension of her spinal cord, he thought. It would explain how she could control all the parts of the flower as easily as her own body. Realizing his legs were tingling and wet, he saw a large pool of nectar partially filled the inside of the flower. Once Lily saw he was awake, she smooched his forehead and stroked his hair. "Mmmm...how do you feel, love?" While that kiss had distracted him, he was aware of the state of his body now, and felt more tired than he'd ever been in years, maybe his whole life. "So exhausted...I'm...drained..." he mumbled. "Hmm, that may be my fault," Lily confessed. "I did drain some of your inner energy when we really got into it. You could call it your soul, I suppose." "My soul? But...how am I still alive?" "Oh, silly, it's not just one little thing inside you that's keeping you alive. There's a whole mass of spirit energy within your body, and I just helped myself to a little of it. It grows back, sort of like...umm, well, like a plant," she said with a titter. His mental clarity returning, Curt likened the phenomenon to making a blood donation- the depleted feeling was very similar, though a great deal more intense. "I can't stay here," he said with effort. "I have so many responsibilities back at the outpost...they need me." "I know," Lily answered. "I saw into your memories when I took some of your essence. It must be stressful, working to save so many lives. But please, just stay with me until the morning. It's still too dark to travel, I couldn't let something happen to you after the pleasure you've given me." Empress Lilium Curt didn't know what to say. The plant girl held his head against hers, and in the moonlight he could see tears in her eyes. "Oh, please stay...I'll keep you safe till morning, I promise..." She seemed distraught at the thought of losing him. After a moment, he made his decision. Taking initiative, he held her pert behind and kissed her passionately. She answered the kiss joyfully, holding him tight. Gently, Lily set him down in the bottom of the flower's closed petals. The pool of nectar on the bottom was warm and coated his body, relaxing him. Lily laid next to him and hugged him tenderly, and with the calming moonlight shining though the exterior of the flower they went to sleep. Curt's dreams were more peaceful than they'd been in a long, long time- he normally dreamt about the most nerve-wracking parts of his job, the avalanches of medical paperwork, the hundreds of patients' charts to file through, the labyrinthian database he had to scan over and over again for every case...but now he saw himself exploring soothing, natural places, all in the company of a beautiful woman. When morning came, he felt like a new man. Lily's petals opened up to let in the warm sun, and Curt yawned and stretched, strength slowly returning to him. Lily smiled at him, but also had a look of sadness behind that. He carefully climbed out from the flower and got on his feet, still rather unsteady. Lily held him up so he wouldn't fall, and they both savored the gentle breeze wafting through the forest. With the sun beaming down and the calm winds, it didn't take long for the remaining nectar to dry off of his skin. Once he was dry, he retrieved his clothes and got himself dressed. He looked to Lily, seeing the longing in her eyes. "I'll come and visit you again," he assured her. She smiled deeply and answered, "Any time." With that, he turned on his handheld nav device and began the trek back home. While he may not have uncovered any new medicinal plants on this expedition, he'd made a much more important discovery.