She was currently studying several varieties, mapping their known range, and tracing the ocean currents throughout the area. Several of the islands in this archipelago had been carefully searched, but only one variety had been found in any quantity. “One colony doesn’t prove anything” she had been told. “You’ll need to find at least a dozen to even suggest that your theory might be plausible.”
“And so here I am” she said, “struggling through the forests looking for anything remotely similar to the exotic plants on New Guinea. Damn, it’s hot here.” She had already reduced her clothing to a halter, running shorts, and her shoes.
Suddenly, she found herself surrounded by a group of small, dark-skinned men. “I hope they’re not cannibals” she said softly, “’because I’m almost cooked already from the heat”. One of them stepped forward and spoke to her in a dialect that she could somewhat understand. After a few minutes, she was able to determine that they were from a tribe that inhabited the island, and no, they weren’t cannibals. They offered her the hospitality of their village. “I accept, and thanks.” she replied, and followed them deeper into the forest.
At the village, she was greeted with great ceremony. Shortly, the women led her away from the village to a deep, silent pool where she was able to bathe. Afterwards, they oiled her body, combed her long red hair, and wrapped her hips in a short sarong. Her lovely breasts remained free, like the other women. “I’m not used to this bare tit look” she protested, but soon decided to accept it.
Over the next two days, she learned much about the island and the people. They were especially intrigued by her studies. Much information about distant and local flora was exchanged. When she told them what she was looking for, they seemed excited. “Such plants are well known to my people” the chief said. “Tomorrow we do to tend them and will lead you to where they grow.”
The next morning, Jesse was led to the far side of the island and down into a valley. “It’s amazing” she exclaimed. “There are at least a dozen different species here that are found only on the islands to the north. The currents had to have brought them here. No human would have brought more than a single plant.”
She was also surprised by their size. “These things are all ten times the size they should be” she exclaimed. “It must be something here in the soil.”
“There is an island ritual that we must perform now” the chief told her. “It assures the fertility of the soil and our people. Because you study and honor the plants, you may accompany us if you wish.”
“I’d be honored” she replied. Again, she followed the group further into the valley. Soon they stopped before a large bush. Jesse didn’t recognize it, which surprised her. “I thought I knew all the plant life native to this region” she said quietly. Walking slowly around it, she mentally began trying to catalogue it.
“Ten feet tall and at least six feet in diameter” she said, writing in her journal. “Leaves are a dark emerald green with a shiny surface texture. No signs of a stalk, stem, or flower. The leaves are curled up around it, as though to protect the plant itself. Numerous small roots extending three feet out from the base in a fan pattern. There seems to be a whole group of them here.”
As she was writing, she noticed a native woman walking forward. When she was a few feet from the closest plant, she stopped and untied her sarong, letting it fall to the ground. One of the men knelt, picked it up, and retreated. Two other women appeared and began to rub her naked body with some sort of liquid. Her body glistened in the sunlight and Jesse could smell….. cloves.
“What’s happening?” she asked.
“Watch and see” was the answer.
The woman walked up to the plant and began to rub her body against the leaves. Drums began to beat softly in the background. As the tempo increased, so did the woman’s movements. The leaves began to move. Jessi was stunned, unable to tear her eyes from the sight.
As she watched, the leaves rolled backwards and down, revealing a white flower fully eight feet across. In the center it was blood-red, with purple stamens, pulsating in the wind. The woman walked directly up to the flower and began rubbing herself against it. The flower responded, gathering her up in its petals. The purple stamens reached out to caress the woman, who moaned softly at their touch.
The purple stamens wrapped around and separated her buttocks slightly, then plunged down, disappearing under her. The woman’s head leaned back and a loud moan of pleasure escaped her throat. The woman swung a leg up over the petals, exposing her pussy, which was now filled by one of the stamens. “My God, it’s pollinating her” Jesse said. Already her own pussy was getting wet just watching, and her nipples were rock-hard.
The leg continued forward until it descended into the flower itself. The other petals seems to be raising her up towards the flower. The other leg slid into the flower. The woman continued to moan and sway. As Jesse watched, she seemed to be getting smaller. “She’s being drawn into the flower. She’s being ingested! That thing’s carnivorous! Incredible! I don’t believe it!”
“Oh yes, missy” said the chief. “Each year we select someone from the tribe to offer themselves to the flowers. It is quite an honor, and competition is fierce.”
“But she’ll die” Jesse exclaimed.
“Yes, but the tribe and the island will survive.” was the reply.
Jesse watched awestruck as the woman’s body was ingested. Her small breasts were engulfed one by one. The woman raised her arms over her head and leaned her head back in a final sign of orgasmic pleasure, and then slid quickly out of sight. The leaves began to close and soon the plant was once again protected. Soft gurgling noises could be heard from behind the wall of leaves. “Digestion has begun” Jesse thought.
Later that night, Jesse found it impossible to sleep. “A carnivorous plant that feeds on humans. What a digestive system it must have. Plants make their food by photosynthesis. The chloroplasts in their tissues make them green. Obviously, these plants have two parallel nutritive systems. This is a guaranteed PhD; all I have to do is document it.”
Lying on the warm grass, Jesse tried to visualize the system she had seen in action today. Every time she tried to concentrate, her thoughts returned to the woman, to the sounds of her pleasure. Without thinking, Jesse’s hands began to rub over her bare breasts. Her fingers teased her nipples, which rose to their touch. Sliding a hand down her belly, she found that her pussy was soaking wet. Her fingers plunged deep into her own body, found and massaged her swollen clit until her orgasm washed over her. Only then did she relax a little. “That’s not going to be enough” she thought.
Rising quietly, she returned to the plants. The full moon made it easy to find. “What are you and where did you come from?” she asked softly as she walked around it. “How many other women have you eaten over the years?” There was no response.
Standing beside the leaves, she put her ear against one, listening for the gurgling noises she had heard earlier. All was quiet.
Almost without thinking, she found herself rubbing gently against the leaf. “Don’t do that, you idiot” she thought to herself. That’s like ringing the dinner bell.” There was no response.
Jesse turned towards the camp and stopped to think. Nothing in her years of study could offer the slightest clue. This thing did not resemble any known species of carnivorous plant, size notwithstanding. This was something truly unique. “Could it have originated here? And if it did, why hasn’t it spread to at least the other islands nearby?”
When she turned to look at it again, she was shocked. The leaves were open and the big white flower was directly in front of her. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “I think I woke it up.” The purple stamens began to move slowly, wiggling, reaching outwards. She reached out her hand and let her fingers touch the nearest one.
“It’s so soft” she murmured. “It’s like velvet, and slippery too.” She held her hand still to experience the feeling of having her fingers caressed. Soon other stamens moved to join the first, stroking her hand; gliding over her fingertips. Instinctively, Jesse moved closer. Now the stamen were gliding over her arm.
“Careful girl,” she said, stepping back. “You saw what happened to the last woman who got this close.”
“But it feels so good” her senses replied. “Imagine what it would feel like on your breast. What harm could it do?”
Leaning forward slightly, she brought her left breast near the pulsating stamens. As though attracted by the heat of her body, they turned as one and began to run smoothly and quickly over the tender flesh. One wrapped itself around her hardened nipple and tugged gently. Jesse stepped closer. Now her right breast was also being stroked. Her pussy began to moisten, then flow gently.
Something brushed her hip. Looking down through half-closed eyes, she saw the leaves reaching up to her, rubbing her. One slid up her calf, under her sarong, and lifted it away from her ass. Another joined it, this one emerging from her waistband and gliding over her belly. As they moved, the knot holding the sarong together parted, and the discarded garment slid off her body onto the ground. Jesse was now naked, aroused, and in need of a decision.
“If I stay here, I’m plant food” she thought. “But it feels so good!” her senses screamed. “Please, just a little longer…please”. Some of the stamens moved down her body and found her waiting pussy. She felt them gently spread her labia, felt the first one wiggle past her clit and begin to work its way into her body. She moaned as it relentlessly made its way deep into her body. It bumped into her cervix, paused momentarily, then rooted its way into her uterus where it stopped. Unseen and unfelt, it began exuding a thick gel as it slowly backed out. Powerful enzymes in the gel began to soften the uterus, dissolving it. The stamen rammed forward and through the uterine wall into Jesse’s abdomen and began filling her with more digestive enzymes.
By now, Jesse was approaching her orgasm, unaware of what was happening inside her. “Oh God, I’m going to cum!” she screamed.
As she did, she leaned further forward. Her head was guided towards the center of the flower by the white petals. Her head disappeared into the flower. Jesse became aware of a voice in her head.
“Welcome Jesse” it said. “You wanted to know me, to understand me. Now you shall. What am I? I am an intelligent being. Where did I come from? I’m from the planet Phylon, 5 billion light years from here. Our ship crashed on your world ages ago. My predecessor was the only survivor. Before dying, she cast her few seeds into your ocean, where they drifted on the tides. I arrived on this island, sprouted, and took root. I have no idea how long I’ve been here. My offspring are scattered around us.”
“The dominant species on this island found me. Apparently they think I’m some kind of God. They began sending one of their kind to me each year. I found them acceptable as a nutritional supplement.”
“So that’s why you ate the woman yesterday” Jesse replied.
“Yes, and I would have left you alone, despite your rubbing, had I not read your thoughts. You are the only one of your species that I have found who would understand me and what I was.”
“I was only trying to determine your metabolic pathways” she replied.
“And so you shall.” It said. “You will experience the ingestion and digestion. Your body will become the nutrients I require to reproduce again this year.”
Jesse was in up to her waist now. She could feel the leaves and stamens pushing steadily against her ass, driving it deeper into the plant. Her ass slid through the opening, and her legs straightened out and followed it down. Landing in a dark sack, Jesse’s body curled into a U with her head between her legs. More of the gel filled the sack. As darkness overtook her, Jesse smiled.