Kinksters Without Borders

Nova was curious, the pretty 23 year old brunette had been with the modeling agency for 2 years and had been to several exotic locations for photo shoots, but this was the first time ever that her assignment was located in a science laboratory in a local state university. Why in the world would a local state university require a model?

Tom, her agent and photographer, had explained that the university was exploring other sources of revenue (other than state grants) to fund its latest project and she would be meeting with their Professor in Botany, Dr. Zimmerman. Dr. Zimmerman was looking for an advertisement to promote his latest drug which was a cure for infertility, and they wanted a pretty model to add some zest to an otherwise very boring advertisement.

Apart from the location of the shoot session, the assignment was also different from the rest of her usual shoots due to Dr. Zimmerman’s unusual request. When Tom asked for the kinds of gowns or costumes they would need, the old doctor waived his hand dismissively and said any dress would do, but as they were working in a controlled environment in his laboratory, both Tom and Nova had to shower before they came, and neither were allowed to wear any perfume or cologne or make-up.

The Botany laboratory was located on the roof of the building. The elevator doors opened to reveal a lush green world that was in stark contrast to the modern artificial air-conditioned passages of the floors below. Before them spread out row after row of exotic-looking plants, and the entire laboratory was a huge greenhouse with a glass ceiling allowing the hot rays of the sun to radiate inwards and trapping the heat and moisture, creating a lush, humid, tropical environment.

Tom called out for the doctor and was greeted by a voice at the far end of the lab. Quickly they made their way forward through the tangle of leaves and trunks, to a small opening. A bespectacled, white-haired, portly man in his mid fifties greeted them…

Dr. Zimmerman: “Ah, glad you could make it on time at 2pm sharp…..you did take a shower, both of you, and you have no perfumes or artificial scents or make-up on?”

Tom: “Don’t worry doctor, we are clean, both of us, and all natural, and as you can see, Nova is a natural brunette beauty, she does not require any make-up or artificial enhancements to make her breathtakingly beautiful.”

Dr. Zimmerman: “Yes I can see that Nova is very beautiful, but you misunderstand my intentions. This laboratory houses some of the most exotic plants in the world, many of which are endangered species, extremely sensitive to the corrosive elements in artificial dyes and perfumes. I have taken great pains to give them a perfect habitat. Each plant here is priceless, I cannot bear to lose or damage even one tendril.”

Tom: “Don’t worry doc, Nova and I are professionals and we will be very careful, so where shall we set-up?”

Dr. Zimmerman: “Right here is fine. You can deposit your equipment over there. Please do not use flashes, some of the plants are sensitive to artificial light, there is plenty of sunlight, that’s why I scheduled the shoot for 2PM.”

Nova: “Er..doctor, it is getting very warm, can we have some air-conditioning?”

Dr. Zimmerman: “God no, all the plants here are from the tropics, I need to keep the temperature here at an even 33 degrees Celsius. If you want to keep cool, you can tie up your hair in a bun or ponytail.”

As the session commenced, Nova noticed that Dr. Zimmerman was not all that interested in the proceedings, which struck her as odd. He allowed Tom to lead the way, arranging each shot. She went through several poses with some strange looking plants, a cactus, some flowers (orchids perhaps), even a small Venus Fly-Trap. By the end of the first hour of the rigorous photo shoot, Nova was bathed in perspiration. Dr. Zimmerman noticed and said, “forgive me for being an inattentive host, I have arranged for iced lemonade, please take a break and help yourselves”.

Tom and Nova gratefully accepted the tall glasses of lemonade. It tasted wonderful, unlike anything they had tasted before.

Tom: “Hey doc, you have to give me the recipe for this, what did you put in it, its fantastic!”

Tom reached for his 3rd glass in a row….

Dr. Zimmerman: “It has a very rare plant extract which helps to replenish the body of lost nutrients and fluids, you cannot get it here.”

Nova had already finished her first glass and reached for a second glass.

Dr. Zimmerman: “Careful young lady, two glasses is all your body can handle for one day, it is a very potent brew. Let’s start the shoot again, we want to finish before the sun goes down and we lose our natural light.”

Nova stood up, but found that her legs had gone rubbery. She stumbled unsteadily and fell, noticing that Tom also seemed to be feeling the effects. He was able to stand up, but seemed disoriented. Nova tried to get up again and this time her legs simply disobeyed her. Slowly she drifted into peaceful slumber, with the last thing she remembered seeing being the approving smile of Dr. Zimmerman.

As Nova awoke from her slumber, she opened her eyes and saw she was no longer in the greenhouse. She tried to get up and realized her arms were tied above her in shackles and she was stretched out on a medical examination table in a room filled with plants. Her legs were also placed in stirrups and secured in leather braces. A wave of panic engulfed her and she cried out for Tom. This alerted Dr. Zimmerman, who entered the room.

Dr. Zimmerman : Don’t worry about Tom, he is well taken care of, I just need you for some extended sessions, all in the good name of science.”

Nova : “This is a violation of agency policies, please let me go!”

Dr. Zimmerman : “I will let you go, but not before you meet Locutus, my pet from the darkest region of Africa, you will find him most interesting, I assure you”.

Nova : “I don’t wanna meet your fucking pet, let me go or I will scream!” She struggled against the bindings holding her in place.

Dr. Zimmerman: “Scream all you want, we are in a sound-proof room, but I assure you that this will be a most pleasurable experience for you. You are here not by any act of chance, I wanted a perfect physical specimen for my pet, only the best, and you fit the profile.”

Nova: “What do you mean?”

Dr. Zimmerman smiled and pulled a lever on the wall. A large recess opened in the ceiling above and a platform descended slowly. As it reached her level Nova saw that a huge plant with many tendrils sat on the platform. It was huge and green, with pink tendrils extending in all directions.

Dr. Zimmerman: “This is Locutus…and he will be very pleased to meet you.”

What a lunatic, thought Nova, well if he wants me to meet his plant, I can do so and get out of here.

Dr. Zimmerman touched another panel and the platform moved towards Nova, positioning Locutus between Nova’s spread and shackled legs.

Dr. Zimmerman: “She is all yours my pet, enjoy.”

But Locutus sat there, between Nova’s legs, silent and inert, not a tendril moved. As the seconds ticked by Dr. Zimmerman grew more
anxious.

Suddenly, Zimmerman snapped his fingers, “We need a catalyst to trigger Locutus’s olfactory glands.”

He approached Nova again with a scalpel and quickly cut the straps of her dress, peeling the damp material from her body. A look of lust overcame his face as he stared down at Nova’s tanned supple body, quickly he removed her white lacy bra and panties. Nova lay helpless, totally naked now and shackled in a spread-eagled position on the examination table.

Zimmerman mounted the huge table sitting on top of her, his eyes glazed with lust. “Oh so perfect, so fine you are, if only I was 20 years younger, alas you are not mine to take for now, but I can still provide the catalyst Locutus needs.”

He started kissing her underarms, moving slowly down to her damp armpits and hovered there, savouring her natural musky scent. Slowly his bearded mouth moved further down her side, seeking her right nipple, finding it and covering it, sucking wetly on it. Nova shuddered as the bristles of his beard pricked her sensitive skin. She could feel Zimmerman’s tongue as it lashed out on her nipple. With his free hand, Zimmerman caressed her left breast gently, teasingly twitching her left nipple between his fingers. He smiled in satisfaction as he saw her nipples achieving partial erection.

Suddenly Zimmerman’s hands were gone and Nova felt them moving down her body and then between her legs. She jerked as she felt his moist lips kissing her sensitive right inner thigh, leaving a slick trail of saliva as he moved slowly towards the sweet spot between her legs. A finger moved through her small fine mound of pubic hair. Locating the fine pink passage, it gently moved up and down the sensitive lips of her clit, teasing her in light caresses, slowly exploring her folds.

After 10 minutes, Zimmerman slowly inserted a finger into her vagina and was pleased to find it coated with Nova’s juices. He bought the slick finger to his nostrils, savoring the musky natural scent, and then proceeded to rub Locutus’s tendrils.

Each tendril of Locutus was covered with very fine hair, and to Nova’s amazement she saw a single tendril twitch as it made contact with Zimmerman’s wet fingers. The tiny hairs on the tendril stood-up, sensing the pheromones in her natural scent. Each fine hair was an olfactory receptor sending feedback impulses to Locutus’s small primitive brain, awakening its dormant reproductive organs.

Dr. Zimmerman smiled. “Ah, Locutus has detected your natural scent and odor, that’s why it was important for you not to wear any artificial fragrances, no perfume can match the potency of your natural sex pheromones my dear.”

A tendril snaked its way slowly up her soft delicate left inner thigh, slowly exploring and seeking out the source of the pheromones. The hairy olfactory receptors on it sensed the warm moist passage ahead and moved directly towards it. Dr. Zimmerman smiled in triumph as he saw he had triggered the desired catalyst. Quickly he vacated the spot between Nova’s legs giving the wandering tendril immediate access to the moist warm orifice.

As the invading tendril disappeared from her vantage, Nova could feel its tip gently tickling her moist vagina with its fine hairs. She flinched involuntarily as the fine tip made gentle contact with her engorged clitoris, and started to tickle the sensitive nub. The sensations it evoked were far more potent then any human tongue could achieve. Darting forward, the tendril wrapped itself around her clitoris. Thousands of small fine hairs made contact with the engorged clitoris, caressing it in a tingling embrace, triggering an immediate almost unbearable urgent need from deep within Nova.

Dr. Zimmerman noted this and comforted her, “my dear, Locutus is the perfect lover, you will never find a more gentle male admirer. Foreplay for a plant can last a few hours and you will never experience a similar delight from any human lover. Oh yes, I have to make sure this is taped.” He walked over to the panel, touched a few buttons…”it’s all in the name of science, the first inter-species cross pollination caught on tape.”

Nova pleaded, “Please, make it stop, I cant go on, I am too tired.”

Dr. Zimmerman smiled. “Locutus is just getting started. Usually after an orgasm the human body returns to a state of rest, but in the world of the plant, there is no rest and the cross-pollination process will take several hours, providing the human subject survives. Locutus will overcome you with pleasure and the irony is that it does so at a purely instinctive level.”

Dr. Zimmerman angled the recording camera for a close-up on Nova’s convulsing pussy, eager to record the multiple orgasms. He stared in amazement at the screen as the delicate moist pink lips of her vagina closed and opened spasmodically on their own like the lips of a gold fish starved of oxygen. It was difficult to focus the camera as her back arched again and her whole body lifted from the table. A clear fluid squirted from her convulsing vagina repeatedly.

Totally unaccustomed to such intense sensations, Nova’s body activated its fail safe mechanism and tried to shut down its senses by allowing her to drift into blissful unconsciousness. But the pheromones of Locutus had invaded her higher brain functions and disabled the body’s last defense, depriving it of the OFF switch. It was also the reason why Dr. Zimmerman’s last 5 test subjects finally went insane in the throes of the intense sexual pleasure. Two had died of shock while the remaining three were vegetative.

Locutus also appeared to sense that Nova’s defenses were all down now as she was helplessly caught in an endless spiral of intoxicating multiple orgasms. Slowly an immense black phallus emerged from the center of Locutus. Measuring 9 inches across, it throbbed obscenely as it extended slowly towards Nova’s still convulsing vagina.

Dr Zimmerman stood up excitedly, this was the crucial moment he was waiting for. The process of conception on the part of the female host could only be concluded successfully when Locutus had deposited its sexual payloads in a human host that was fully conscious and in an intense state of prolonged multiple orgasms. The 5 gelatinous sperm cels it would deposit in here were designed to be crushed by rhythmically contracting vagina walls, releasing millions of fertile plant semen into the human host. The process would fail if the human host lapsed into unconsciousness and her body returned to a dormant state, terminating the orgasm prematurely.

Nova cried out hopelessly as her body stiffened, and surrendered to the final stages of the climax, totally consumed, the orgasmic waves painfully racking her. Then the phallus slowly penetrated her, and she screamed in agony, yet still convulsed with pleasure. Her eyes rolled back and her body contorted in violent convulsions, jerking spasmodically, unable to stem the immense tide. Her vagina walls contracted strongly around the huge phallus and the 5 semen cels it deposited inside her, gripping them in a vice-like embrace, and finally bursting all of them. Once each cel ruptured, Nova’s vagina was filled to the brim with plant semen. Excess semen was ejaculated wetly from her still convulsing vagina and ran freely down her thighs.

With their task completed, the tendrils withdrew along with the phallus, allowing Nova to finally slip into blissful oblivion as her body shut down after a last stomach wrenching, gut twisting orgasm.

Dr Zimmerman watched his beautiful sleeping patient. Even in her current disheveled state, Nova was a picture of ungodly purity and beauty and he longed to have her for himself. But he would have to wait in the name of science. It would be another two hours before the seedlings within Nova hatched and matured.

The dials on all the sensors monitoring Nova’s vital senses had returned to normal and she was breathing normally. The entire ritual had lasted 3 hours and he made immediate preparations to have his sleeping beauty moved to a more secure part of the laboratory for the final stages which would see the creation and birth of a new hybrid species. The results would be most interesting.

Two hours later, the first bright pink new “baby” emerged from her navel healthy and whole. After over an hour of birthing, it was finished. As Nova slowly began regaining consciousness, Dr. Zimmerman lifted her head gently and poured more lemonade down her throat. As she drifted into unconsciousness again, he smiled and licked her cheek. Now it was his turn…