Tired and woozy and yet feeling ever so good, you nod and do your best to convey your consent with some general positive vibes given that massive alarune babe clearly communicated telepathically. You might be in a super lust drunk funk, but you've picked up that much at the very least! Luckily it seems she gets the point. "
Oh good! The flowers we will make will be so pretty I am sure! I hope the ones your spread go far!", her voice echoes in your head, a pleased trilling noise coming from her. The next thing you know though its back to O-Town for you! There is a sudden flurry of activities from her tentacles, the ones in your lower holes and wrapped around your chest pistoning and squeezing rapdily for an intense short burst that seems your eyes and heart flutter.
After about a minute though the ones in your pussy and ass suddenly drive deep and another orgasmic wave hits you as the tentacle in your snatch drives through your inner gate right into your womb. Your body seems to go limp at that, your eyes rolling back as your brain struggles to compute the sensory overload. You come back in just enough time to feel a new pressure at your lower lips though, and look between your tentacle groped tits to see a bulge in the appendage fucking you, and many more behind it! The seeds no doubt. As the first presses into you, it becomes clear there would be no relenting of the veritable tsunami of sexual bliss for the next few minutes at least. In reality it turns out to be around ten, and the amount of orgasms is... unknown, but significant for sure! You breath comes in ragged gasps as you stare down your cleavage at your now inflated stomach, your womb and bowels now filled with the exotic plant woman's seeds. She withdraws her tentacle in your mouth and you immediately moan, hands cradling your belly as you just take in the strange sensation. It was definitely different then just being pregnant you note, the feeling of the harder seeds bumping up against inside you different, but not unpleasant.
More curiously though is the degree you find yourself stuffed. Really given her size you had sort of expected a lot more, as right now your about the eight months mark of a regular pregnancy. On the flip side meanwhile the plant woman looked two months past due with triplets with the amount of cum you had packed into her. Sort of an amusing reversal there.
Anyway, when the seeds are implanted the tentacles finally withdraw, getting one last minigasm from you as your tight holes are vacated and are placed on the floor. She places you gingerly back on the ground in front of her, sitting down herself as you take a few moments to just get your breath back. When you do so though you find yourself feeling... essentially normal. It seems whatever pheromones or whatever else was in the glade had dispersed, runs its course, or perhaps you had adapted or something. Your mind feels a little much more clear, and while you're still a little tired and in terrible need of a nap, you actually find yourself quite invigorated. The nectar the alarune seemed to feed you seemed like quite the all natural energy drink, though she didn't seem capable of producing very much of it.
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You're quite the hardy little plant aren't you?", The alarune says then, leaning over your slightly, her massive tits still glazed with your cum swaying in front of your face. She squints the next second though, looking a little unsure as she looks you up and down. "
Or... or are you a bug? I'm honestly not sure. I don't think so though. I've never seen one remotely your size or so similar to myself. Can't be a bird either..."
Spoiler (click to show/hide):
Just so you know, the planet/world you are on is rather primordial. There is essentially massive jungles and rain forests, small insects, some avian life, but thats about it. No real fauna anything like Sam to speak of.