nim - A Little Gardening
#4 of nim
*Sclch-sclch, sclch-sclch*
Nikki hummed a little tune as she skipped into her garden. The moist floor squished with each of her steps and her penis strained to pull the wheeled bucket behind her. She paid no heed to the cum that spilled over the edges in her struggling to get the frothing bucket through the doorway. There was already plenty everywhere.
"Okay; there!" The bucket rumbled to a stop before a bed of flowers suspended in what was mostly water right next to the doorway. "Gotta be careful with the babies‾"
With her cock still tethered by the artificial vagina, Nikki pulled a slimy ladle from the white goop that filled the bucket. She swirled it about her warm spooge, making sure the thickness was just right before scooping some out.
"Some for you... Some for you... Some for you..."
The child carefully drizzled the stuff about the petals, making sure that the water they grew out from became milky in color. She had to be very careful not to damage the delicate things, hence why she spooned it out so tenderly. When the ladle was empty, back in it went for another dose to take care of the next batch of babies.
"You've gotta get strong and grow into nice, big, juicy fruits! Eehee," Nikki laughed as she always does, full of cheer and heart, as she finished off the bucket on the last of the flowers.
She twirled around, flinging the bucket and wincing for a moment as it tugged at her cock. "Now, time for the rest of you!"
Nikki stood proud and looked off into the distance.
Her garden wasn't merely a small patch in Illia's backyard. No. That sort of thing was for the tall stalks and trees outside - that she was only allowed to water after dinner so the neighbor's wouldn't see her nude butt in the dark. Her real garden stretched out before her, a massive greenhouse filled with hundreds of various plants.
The windows already steamed with the heat from her spunk. The sun shining in from above made the garden a practical jungle of humidity. Not that she felt uncomfortable; she was quite used to feeling wet and sticky. In fact, it was rather the opposite. She enjoyed it tremendously. The air wrapped her like a warm blanket, so relaxing and inviting, while at the same time invigorating with all its life. There was no need to worry about privacy and it was so quiet that she could hear the leaves lightly rustle. And it was so much fun to take care of.
It was her greenhouse!
Well, technically it was Illia's, but Illia could never use it. Any time she stepped into the place she would swoon as the air wafted into her nose. It didn't matter how far along Illia's egg was, she would go as red as the tomatoes that grew there and collapse into a masturbatory fit if she wasn't careful. Even Malissa's heart would skip a beat before she found her hands wandering.
You see, it wasn't an ordinary greenhouse. It was quite clean; there was no soil or fertilizer. All the plants were grown hydroponically. In other words, they were all grown almost solely in Nikki's cum. Within an hour of being 'loved', the semen would break down into what was mostly just water mixed with a slew of nutrients. Between Illia's eggs and Malissa's milk, Nikki's stuff was filled with delicious proteins and nitrates, and had a quite delightful scent. That, combined with all of the fruits and flowers, produced a very intoxicating aroma that only Nikki herself could survive for long periods of time.
"Urugh!," Nikki grunted as she pulled off the artificial vagina with a spurt.
The little girl let it splash into the bucket and pushed them both against the wall beside the bed of sprouts. Softly, she rubbed the supple skin of her member, trying to clean off some of its own stuff without rousing it further by touching it. Even though she was resistant to the scent of the garden, if she were to lose focus and start playing with herself now, the plants would never be fed before bedtime. On the occasions she had, Malissa was forced to venture into the greenhouse to fetch the passed-out Nikki. Malissa would be fine with a bit of privacy in her room, but Nikki nearly drowned the plants in her sleep each time, thanks to her ejaculatory power. This also accounted for the need of the next gardening "tool".
Hanging from the wall, right above the bucket, dangled a mass of leather straps. Nikki stood on the tips of her toes to reach over the bucket, dipping her member right back into the stuff as she grabbed the leather.
"Aww, not again." She stuck her tongue out at herself for not paying attention.
Once more, she tried to rub off some of the gunk without starting an ecstatic chain reaction. Then she pulled it straight up. Her head bent downward, pinning the glans of the cock in her neck.
The constant flow spewed under her chin and about her shoulders, drizzling down her body. Rivulets painted her back and chest, diverging around her nipples and the cheeks of her rump. Again, she paid no mind. This is why she did her gardening nude. Even without soil, Nikki couldn't help but be messy.
She concentrated on not squeezing the tip of her cock too hard. Her hands no longer needing to hold it up, they now fumbled with the wad of leather. Unraveled, the wad consisted of a large rectangular net with straps aligned along the longer edges that connected to a loop on each side. Her hands wiggled into the loops, making comfortable handles for her small grip. With a little adjusting, the net hugged against the shaft of her maleness. Then she simply raised her head.
The cock flung down with a bounce. The leather net caught it and cradled it. Nikki tugged on the loops to make sure everything was secure, watching the cock bob up and down, left and right at her whim.
It was a harness. With it, the dainty child could use her cock as a hose without risking the urge to jerk herself off with her hands.
"La la-la, la laaa la-la," Nikki's tune grew to gentle singing as proceeded to undertake the rest of her labor.
Dancing through the rows of plants, arcs of white flew through the air. Her hands masterfully worked the loops, like the controls of a complex machine. Cum shot between the blackberry bushes to get to the vines of grapes behind them, or over the strawberries to hit the rhubarb leaves. She even painted a smiley-face about the water in which the carrots grew. And all the while, her sweet tiny voice entertained her growing children with a soothing lyric-less melody.
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"Hmm..." She came to a halt near the end of her route. "My, aren't you a big one‾"
Nikki stood amidst the section reserved for squashes. There were many varieties, but what caught her attention was the massive pumpkin before her. Its orange flesh was nearly as bright as her hair. And It reached as high as her waist!
Her hands reached out and rubbed along the supple ridges, enjoying the soft and immensely smooth texture.
The cock jerked in its harness.
Nikki giggled. "Eehee‾ I think it's time for you to be picked!"
Knowing full well that the fruit was too heavy to lift by herself, she rushed back to the entrance of the greenhouse. Next to where the harness originally hung was a shelf full of other tools needed for the upkeep of the plants. She grabbed up a trowel and quickly skipped back
"Now, let's clean you out a bit‾!" A tinge of perverted excitement crept into her tone.
*Splurt!*
She stabbed the metal tool right in a crevice between two of the fat ridges. The ripe fruit squirted some of its tasty flesh back at her. The trowel then shuffled in and out as she pivoted it around, carving out a good-sized hole. Liberating the circular piece, her fingers crept inside. Nikki grinned at how soft and moist the flesh felt under her fingers, along with the slurpy and gooey inner-custard beyond it.
Before going any further with the plan, she quickly carved out another hole on the bottom end opposite of the first.
"Eeheheheee...."
She shivered a little in anticipation.
The leather harness plopped to the ground beside her. She leaned forward and rest her hands upon the pumpkin. She groped it's smooth skin once more. So plump and supple to the touch. Her fingers began to jitter a little, no longer wanting to wait.
"Unf!," Nikki let out a tiny moan as she drove her erupting cock into the hole.
Diving deep inside, the rod sent intense tremors back through her body until her knees buckled and gave way. Fortunately, the pumpkin was large enough to hold her as she collapsed over it. Her arms hugged the ripe fruit and pulled herself in to the hilt. Her eyes fluttered up into her head as the squishy custard squeezed about her whole rod with occasional seeds rumbling by.
"Hoo... Hoo..."
It took a few moments for Nikki to regain her composure. Her continuous orgasm had amplified tremendously from the initial penetration, overwhelming her nerves and fogging her mind as much as the rest of the greenhouse. But now she had to get back to 'business'...
She peered over the edge of the pumpkin and smiled. Sure enough, out of the other hole she had made spilled a mixture of the pumpkin's guts and her spunk, oozing and gurgling as she spewed more within. However, it wasn't very much compared to how full the pumpkin must have been, which meant that it would take quite a while to completely drain.
"I love this part‾" She grinned even more.
*Sluuurp, schliiick, sluuurp*
The pumpkin made numerous rude noises as Nikki's piston drew out. And even more were made as she pumped back in. Again and again, her whole body shuddered with glee.
She paused only for a moment as she felt fluid leak down the back of her scrotum. She glanced about and giggled to herself, spotting a bunch of cucumbers growing from their vine nearby. A hand reached out and grabbed one of the smaller ones, pulling the vine along with it.
She also grabbed up the leather harness
A bit of fiddling, the girl managed to hang the harness from the frame between the panes of glass that made up the walls. The netting made it easy to anchor the cucumber at an appropriate angle. She twisted around to point her butt towards it and let nature take its course.
Her thighs quaked as she squatted back upon the cucumber, engulfing it as she pulled out from the pumpkin. The slurping echoes from the pumpkin were met with squeaks from the glass as her rear rubbed up against it, completely swallowing the cucumber and some of the leather. And as she pushed back into the orange fruit, the green one withdrew. Nikki was quickly loosing focus to her newfound fun...
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Outside, two pink cheeks peeked through the fog on the wall. They smushed out into large spheres before disappearing back into the mist. In mere moments they'd appear again, often squirting a little fluid that would lazily drip down the glass. Occassionally, two other orbs slapped against the wall beneath. Again and again and again...
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Bedtime was nearing and Malissa was getting worried. She didn't really want to lose a few hours of sleep by playing with herself tonight... Nevertheless, the cow walked to the sliding glass door, fully prepared to do what she had to do.
"Hi Mama!," The childish voice greeted with a white trickle onto the bovine hooves.
Malissa sighed in relief. "What took you so long, Nikki? I thought you might have fallen asleep again."
"I was getting our dessert ready for tomorrow." Nikki pointed back to the bucket she pulled behind her with her other hand.
Sitting atop the bucket was the ripe pumpkin. White stuff was smeared all about its flesh and dripped to the ground around the bucket. Even more drizzled from the hole underneath, with barely any custard and seeds mixed in.
Nikki grinned, pleased with herself. "We can have pumpkin pie!"