The basement door shattered under the weight of Chelsea’s vine barrage. The corrupted wood shattered exploding inward out of her way. Her vines spread across the surface, bioluminescent streaks illuminating the darkness as they spread downward. The corruption that touched them seemed to eat at the surface causing them to wither and wilt, but where one died two more quickly filled its place spreading over every inch to protect their queen.

Chelsea slowly walked down the vine slope carried by a large vine wrapped around her waist keeping her upright. She moved gracefully, feeling everything with her other senses as she moved blindly through the void. A delicate floral and leaf pattern stretched across her body covering her up modestly. She didn’t feel the need, but saw no reason to risk letting anything except her garden and Ember touch her.

She could feel the screams in each vine as they slowly died. Feel how the garden revolted against her control. Nevertheless she pushed them onward, driving them down to the bottom of the basement. Her vines spread through the air in a woven canopy casting light on the room.

The basement seemed to stretch on through eternity. The floor was covered in a bubbling black ooze that boiled and popped. Corrupted broken machinery stuck out from the surface dripping like oil from half bent and rusted beams. It looked almost like a graveyard for all sorts of discarded machinery. 

Chelsea could feel voices in the darkness, they were whining and crying out in pain. She tried to drown them out letting the voices of the garden instead smother them from her senses. The overwhelming smell of death could not be hidden though.

“You came for me.”

Chelsea’s head whipped towards the sound of the voice. There in the darkness, Ember was hung up by cables, her body puppeted like a sick marionette as the oil dripped off of her and out of her pores. As she spoke more of it poured out of her mouth like a faucet. She looked as if her body had been ripped apart and stitched back together like a collage. Pieces of her just seemed as if they were completely destroyed or damaged as if someone was experimenting with her.

“Embs what happened to you.” The vines carried her over so that she could look closer.

Ember reached out with a hand on a string and snatched at the air in front of her. The vine pulled Chelsea away quickly just out of reach.

“I’m so full of love now Chelsea. Let me fill you full of it. Come close. Don’t be scared.” Ember’s body began to break free from the framework. As each limb came free it collapsed down into the liquid with a sickening splash. The liquid pooled up into her growing thicker, supporting her with additional supports from before. Ember shambled forward limping along weakly.

“Whoever you are, I demand you let her go! You let Ember go or I swear-”

“What will you do to me Chelsea? Don’t you love me and want to be with me?” Ember said her head falling into her chest before a string dripped down from the roof to catch it and pull it back up.

Chelsea could feel all sorts of emotions welling up within her. She was done with all of this. The plants, the robots, whatever this was. This game was really starting to piss her off. “I don’t care who you are or what this is. I want you to hear me very closely game.” Chelsea felt the vine lower her down towards Ember. The robot stopped and looked up at the floating plant woman. “I AM TAKING WHAT IS MINE!”

Vines shot out of every corner of the room. They broke free from beneath the oil. Ember let out an unearthly scream and began to swing at the vines rushing their way towards her. Blades shot out of her wrists cutting at the tendrils. Spikes extruded from her joints stabbing the vines that attempted to wrap around them to restrain her. Her legs rose out of the ground, held aloft by the strings she spun in the air cutting away at them.

Chelsea’s vines dug deeper into the oil, pumping it full of neutralizer. There was a reason the garden chose her. It was because she was smart. She knew chemistry and while she could tell that there was some unknown factor corrupting the surface, the elements were still the same. All she needed was time to analyze it. She just needed to keep whatever had Ember distracted.

Ember lunged at Chelsea slicing away at the vine on her back when she dodged out of the way. Chelsea felt her world turn upside down as she tumbled into the oil. Immediately she felt it start to try to poison her. She could feel it infecting her cells, turning them against her body. Her body kicked into overdrive trying to fight it as well as restrain Ember.

“We will kill you and consume your body as nourishment!” Ember screamed lunging at Chelsea. Chelsea hurled her hand outward a torrent of vines throwing Ember backwards. She went spiraling into the pool splashing about as her gears whirled to life revitalized.

“I’m taking you back with me Ember. Even if I have to destroy this place to do it!” The walls shook under the weight of how many vines emerged from the darkness. Giant glowing flowers appeared from them spreading out like bright targets. All at once a rainbow of powder exploded into the air. It fell like dust on the surface.

Ember cried howling and clawed at the fines. She turned, face leaking with oil and charged at Chelsea. Each step sent oil splashing up into the air like a small fountain. The android charged, blindly with rage.

Chelsea felt the waters recede from her, cleansed from their poison. She quickly rose to meet Ember mid stride, her hand outstretched in comfort. Ember swung with her right hand cleanly aiming for Chelsea’s head. The smaller girl jumped into the air, a vine catching her leg pulling her deftly overhead of the android who didn’t have time to process what had just happened. Chelsea reached down, a vine wrapping around her arm to extend outward like a whip. It grabbed tightly to the cord at the base of Ember’s back and tied to it tightly pulling. 

Chelsea felt both the vine at her back and the one from her hand go taught as she pulled with all her might. Whatever was controlling Ember, corrupting her was coming from this and it was fighting to keep hold. Ember screamed, flailing wildly in the air to slash at her and the vines.

Chelsea was maintain five points of focus at once, fighting off the infection in the room, isolating the chemical compounds to continue attacking, trying to keep herself aloft, attempting to remove the cord connected to Ember, and fight off the poison weaving through her own body.

“You can’t fight us forever. We could destroy Ember right now.”

Ember howled in pain, her body seizing up and twitching as pain laced through every inch of her.

“Watch her die for you. Because you’ve never been strong enough to let anyone in.”

Ember twitched falling to the ground. Chelsea could feel the cord slipping slowly out of her. The poison was desperately trying to make her fail. She could do this. She could be enough.

“You can never be enough. And you know why. Because you’ve never been enough for anyone-”

“I’m enough to kick your fucking ass!” Chelsea screamed and pulled with all of her might. Ember howled with one last blood curdling scream as the cord came loose, oil pumping out into the air. The android froze going completely limp and collapsing into the pool below with a thud. Her body didn’t move.

Chelsea howled in rage. The walls exploded outward as hundreds of vines rushed in forming a protective seal. Chelsea swooped down between the opening and grabbed Ember’s limp body. She could feel her spikes and blades dig into her cutting her deep but none of that mattered. She had to get Ember out of there.

As the vines closed in around them protecting them from the surface she forced a vine into Ember’s port quickly pumping her full of purifying nutrients. Chelsea set her vines to work, they began to remove all of the harm, repairing and stitching together Ember’s body. She could feel each part of Ember start to connect together, connect to her. She could feel the poison push back at her, attempt to smother her caring and affection and pushed more anti-toxin into Ember.

The exhaustion began to flow into her. She could feel the plants of the garden reach out and start to drag them back towards it. It could feel her weakness and needed to protect its goddess and her lover.

Chelsea smiled and let the vines merely do their job. She knew she was in safe hands. The garden would protect her and Ember. It would do as needed.

Chelsea didn’t even seem to notice that the dice was no longer in her hands as it sank into the oil back in the basement.

“We shall feed off of your unfulfilled potential for decades.”

Ember gasped jolting awake. Her body felt wrong. It was as if every joint was sick or weak and hard to move. She trembled softly shaking as she felt her systems rebooting. The overlay in front of her eyes flickered with static distorting for a single frame every few seconds. She looked around her surroundings. Ember was laying in some sort of fluffy flower bed. She was in the middle on a bed of pollen, it was soft but left a coating on her fingers. She looked up above at the canopy made of pulled in pink petals.

She looked down at herself. Her body was damaged, as if most of the organic bits were half eaten away at, green looking muscles filled in the damaged slots connecting to the fleshy bits. Every so often bits of metal stuck out looking rusted and chipped. She sighed, her body was already damaged and she had no idea how or if it could be repaired. Her mind went back to the basement and how she felt. What she did. How she tried to hurt Chelsea.

It was all still fuzzy to her and felt as if it was wrong but she could feel the sickness still inside of her. It was as if everything that made Ember herself was inverted, poisoned with her worst thoughts pushing her down into the darkness. She could feel the sickness in there feeding off of her consuming all of her happiness and replacing it with more misery. Ember wondered if she’d ever feel happiness again.

A pair of soft fingers stroked against her bare back. Ember turned instinctively, jumping out of the way. She moved about a foot before a pair of vines around her wrists yanked her back down to where she was. More wrapped around her restraining her. She struggled against them terrified.

“It’s me Embs. It’s me. You need to relax.”

Ember recognized the voice of Chelsea and felt a warm and soft feeling flood the base of her back. It quickly spread throughout her and she faded into the bliss.

“That’s better. I’m still repairing you. It’s taking a lot out of me and I need you to relax so you don’t hurt yourself.”

The vines slowly relaxed around Ember who rolled to face Chelsea. Chelsea looked so different, but exactly the same. Her skin now had a pinkish tint to it. Green veins ran under the surface of her skin. She looked so beautiful now, so serene. Ember gently reached out to touch her face and the vines around her eyes. “I’m glad you can’t see me now. I’m a monster.”

Chelsea took her hand and nuzzled her face into it. “I can see through every plant. I can even see every cell of your body. I am the goddess of the garden and you are a part of it now. I can see you. All of you. And you are no less beautiful now than the first day I met you.”

Ember froze up. She reached out through her systems and could feel Chelsea connected to her. Their two unique nervous systems connected as one. She could feel every thought in Chelsea’s head. Feel the truth behind her words. Chelsea’s mind was like a kaleidoscope of colors flooding her with images and emotions. She could feel every time Chelsea’s heartbeat for her, every sensation, every emotional moment they’d ever shared. 

“I can feel all of you. Every part of you, Chels. You’re so radiant and deserve so-”

Chelsea put her finger to Ember’s lips. “You feel the same to me. Don’t you ever forget that. I won’t let you.”

“But-”

“You’re perfect. Don’t listen to what that thing told you. Listen to me.”

Ember could feel Chelsea reach up into her head stretching her vines up through Ember. They were threading into her, feeding her nerves not just sensation but emotion. Chelsea moved her hand stroking her face. Ember watched as Chelsea disabled all of her systems. Ember could feel her body sinking down into Chelsea’s embrace. Every inch of her was under Chelsea’s control.

Chelsea smiled down at her and slowly cupped Ember’s face. “Let me make you my perfect little flower.”

Ember closed her eyes and felt Chelsea flood her system. Ember’s eyes grew hazy as the color pink engulfed her vision.

“Perfect. Little. Flower.” Ember whispered softly. She didn’t know if it was her saying it of Chelsea forcing her too and at this point she really didn’t care.

Ry breathed heavily standing on the floor of the large master bedroom upstairs. It was empty, like every other room, except it wasn’t like every other room. The walls had been covered in metal panels, sci-fi panels. They felt like they were suddenly standing on a spaceship. Except that vines were crawling over the panels. The garden had seemingly infected every other room. Add in the flickering lighting as mechanical parts were overtaken by plants and everything seemed sufficiently creepy.

They felt the dice in their hand and hated it. Everything about this game was going the opposite as they expected. It was just supposed to be a fun little thing for everyone to do, maybe everyone could get a get fucking but now everyone was in some kind of hell. Ry was trapped who knows where, Ember was in that dark place being tortured, Chelsea and Matty were stuck doing whatever. They were hoping that the game would end before Stella arrived.

Why had they even dragged Stella into it they didn’t know. It felt as if everything with her was going wrong lately. Communication had been strained, physicality was just not connecting, even just hanging out was feeling weird. It wasn’t that they hadn’t tried to make it work, because it worked, really well. Ry had just been feeling so out of it lately, just uncomfortable and not in control. It was as if life wasn’t going how it was supposed to.

Ry could feel the symbiote trying to comfort them but it just wasn’t helping. Nothing was helping. Nothing could help. They wondered if things would ever be good again.

A soft scratching sounds as if stone was being rubbed on metal rang out through the room. Ry stopped pulling the gun upright in front of them. They tossed the dice aside in order to put both hands on the gun. It was made from the same stuff as the suit but felt real. The nice part was they knew that it wouldn’t need them to reload.

“The prey fears what lurks in the dark, the hunter becomes the prey.”

Ry could hear the sound behind them. Whatever it was moved fast and was able to sneak around them. They spun, gun primed and ready, finger resting on the trigger.

The lights flickered and they saw it, a white blur crossed their vision in the brief moment the lights blinked on. Ry took a deep breath. Whatever it was, it was fast.

They spun as the footsteps circled behind them and fired a shot. It rang out as the bullet slammed into the metal bouncing off of it. They mentally cursed and heard the creature scamper away. Hopefully that scared it off.

They relaxed slightly, still keeping the gun placed out in front of them ready. Slowly the soft sounds of plinking rolled across the floor. Ry watched as a dice slowly bounced its way in front of them and looked down at it. It was the dice from the game. On it it had the three side face up. This was another player hunting them.

Ry felt something warm drip off of the ceiling and land on their shoulder. They looked at it slowly turning their head upward.

From the ceiling launched a furry creature. It slammed down on them knocking the gun away and across the floor. Ry landed on their back gasping for air. A clawed hand gripped their chin forcing their head to the side. They felt a long rough tongue run over their cheek. It felt like sandpaper as it moved down towards their ear.

“I caught you little hunter. Nyaw you’re all mine!” The creature lowered their hips and Ry could feel them grinding on their crotch. The symbiote fed all the sensations up into them as if they were naked. This thing, it wasn’t trying to kill them, it wanted to fuck them.

It purred softly and nipped at Ry’s ear. Its tail brushing against their nose. Ry could feel the suit stretching, shaping. Ry didn’t have control, even though they knew they could fight back, something about this creature was preventing them from it.

“Take a deep breath meow. Breathe in my scent.” The creature pressed itself down against Ry. They couldn’t help but breathe in. They could smell the lust dripping off of the creature and it made Ry’s mouth water.

“Don’t fight it Ry bear. I want you to fill meow up.”

Ry tilted their head fighting off the grip holding them in place. They took a good look at the creature. There beneath the fur and cat like features was definitely Stella’s trademark smirk. Even through the animalistic gaze, she still had her mousy look about her even down to spots that looked like freckles in her fur. Ry relaxed in her grip and gave in to her suggestion.

They could feel the symbiote stretching, taking shape. A large cock stretching out from the base of their pants. They could feel it growing and shaping into exactly what Stella needed. The symbiote was reaching deep into the haze of pheromones leaking off of her sensing exactly what she wanted. The cock grew stretching deep, a large pointed tip already dripping with precum.

Stella looked back and smiled and began to grind her hips on it. She purred like a kitten her ears standing straight up. Ry reached up to gently scratch at her head.

Her eyes went wide, pupils tightening. Her hands moved like lightning, snatching their wrists and pinning them above their head.

“Mine.” She growled spit dripping from her mouth. Stella raised her hips and pressed them down around their cock. 

Ry immediately felt themselves slip inside of Stella’s needy pussy. Suddenly they felt perfectly situated. Ry could feel Stella forcing herself down their cock, making herself take all of it. She was determined. They knew she was headstrong and forceful but this was so unbelievably hot to them.

Usually they would put on a strap in order to fuck her, but now they could feel everything. The way her walls squeezed against the cock with each thrust. How warm and wet she was. Every quiver of her body pulsed right into Ry’s aching cock.

They wanted to thrust up into her, pleasure her, but they were pinned down by her body. She was in control as she rocked her hips back and forth. She slid her body across them, adjusting herself exactly how she wanted. She forced her hips down over the bulge taking all of them inside of her. She purred her body, vibrating in enjoyment.

Slowly she began to bounce her hips, her body rocking up and down. Her breasts slapped them in the face with each one. They seemed to move on their own, defying physics just to bounce off of their head. They knew she didn’t care, she was too busy enjoying herself.

She slammed her hips down all the way bottoming out on them. Ry gasped as she did. Their cock aching to release inside of her. She gripped their face with her free hand squeezing it tightly. Her claws scratched at his skin roughly.

“Fill me!”

Those words shot through Ry like an electric current. Their cock twitched erupting inside of Stella. They could feel cum shooting out and into her. It just kept pushing more and more into her until her stomach bloated. They could feel it straining against their stomach as cum began to leak out from around their cock. Ry lay there, trapped, panting.

Stella leaned down nuzzling their cheek. She purred affectionately. “Ready for round two?” She nipped at their ear and began to grind her hips once more with their cock still tightly stuffed inside of her.

Ry nodded and felt a second dick begin to grow out. This one was more like a tentacle. It rubbed against Stella’s ass. She let out a small moan and gave her butt a little shake. That was all it took for the symbiote to go at it. It quickly slipped inside, its body already lubricated enough to slip right in. Ry could feel everything as if they were fucking both holes at once with the same dick. It felt like absolute heaven.

They closed their eyes and felt the claws dig into their skin forcing them right back open. “Nah Ah. I want you focused on me. I want to watch you know that you belong to me.”

Suddenly all of Ry’s feelings and emotions were pushed away. Every part of them wanted Stella. She was everything for them. Perfect in every way. Ry came abruptly pumping another large load into her. She moaned and gently pet his face comfortingly.

“We’re not stopping until I’m satisfied!” Stella screamed before lifting her hips up. Cum leaked out of her all over Ry’s waist. She smirked, keeping their tip just inside of her. She slammed her hips back down ready to go for another round.