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Emily whistled happily as she walked down the quiet suburban street. For the mid-aged Zebra, it had been a wonderful day. While her family was away from home, she had finally managed to salvage that little treasure she'd found a few days ago.

Now she carried the flowerpot in both hands. Well preserved in the best garden soil, the tiny flower would be a perfect gain for her prize winning garden. Emily looked at the plant satisfied. She had never seen this one before. On a simple stroll through a nearby forest, she had seen that flower with it's single, tiny blossom. Bright blue petals with filigree golden lines on them. The rest of the plant looked rather unspectacular, but with a bit of care, Emily was sure she could make something out of it.

"Hey there Mrs. Hubbard!" the friendly voice of Mister Collens came to Emily's ears. The human, about her age, was watering his hedge and waved over to her: "What a beautiful flower I see there." He smiled wide and Emily replied his smile. She looked down to the pot, "You think so?"

"Yes, and that plant is also nice." His smile widened. For years he was now making such compliments, and she liked them. She did a lot to keep in good shape, so it was good that people noticed.

While Emily had two teenaged kids, she was still quite a looker. She was especially proud of her ample, yet firm breasts, clearly visible underneath her tank-top, and she also accented her female curves with her jeans-shorts, revealing enough of her smooth white fur with those black stripes. She had a lovely zebra face with deep, blue eyes, and long, slightly curled back hair.

"Just make sure that you don't neglect your own flower." Emily answered with a smile, thinking of Mister Collens wife.

"Sure, you know I have a green thumb." He answered, winking, as Emily continued on her way home.

Later that day, Emily prepared dinner for her family. They were a modern family and since her husband had a well paying job, she usually prepared the dinner, enjoying the time they spent together, like a good family should. There was still enough time left for her to do some private tutoring, besides her workout and the time she spent in the garden. Her children, Jessica and Kyle had returned from university an hour ago and were now discussing the pedagogical skills of their lectures. Her husband Jason, a black zebra her age, maybe a bit stronger built than his son, but at least as fit as he was, sat on his chair, reading the newspaper. Usually she would have ordered him to help her, maybe to lay the table, but right now, she was in such a good mood, that she didn't even consider nagging. Since she had returned from her little trip, she felt refreshed and cheerful, almost like she was a bit tipsy, and yes, she had to admit it, she also felt lusty. Not an entirely unknown feeling for her, of course.

Dinner went somewhat uneventful, the kids returned into their rooms afterwards, their studies taking most of their times, or at least, Emily hoped so, they would have enough time for party, romance and stuff once they graduated. After cleaning the kitchen, Emily went into her bedroom as well, while Jason spent some more time in front of the TV. Usually Emily would have joined him, but today, she was in a mood for something else. When her husband entered the bedroom about an hour later, she was already waiting for him.

"Hello darling." Emily murmured in her sweetest voice.

"Uh- hello." Jason answered, his eyes transfixed on the lovely female in his bed, that wriggled in delight, her curvy body clearly visible underneath the fabric of her transparent negligee: "You kept me waiting for too long." She continued to whisper.

"Ah, well, there was that show in the TV-" Jason stumbled, not sure what this was all about. He had a lovely wife and they had a healthy sex life, even after all those years, but usually she didn't dressed up like this, specially not in the middle of the week, when he had to work the next day. The sight in front of him wasn't without effect on Jason, as he already felt himself getting hard.

"Wow, Emily, what a lovely surprise, I didn't expected you to-" He explained, but then Emily crawled out of the bed, going down onto her knees in front of him, her hands gliding over his trousers, quickly unbuttoning them. Without waiting for a reply, she pulled his pants down, freeing his member, which she quickly took in her hands, tracing her fingers playfully over it, enjoying the feeling of the warm flesh. Soon, she leaned forward, kissing the tip of it and moistening it with her saliva.

"Hm, already so big my love?" She smiled up at her athletic husband, before she took his glands into her mouth, playfully flicking her tongue over it.

"Oh wow, that- that feels great." Jason admitted, closing his eyes.

"Mhm." Emily replied, taking in more of his length this time, covering him with her saliva as she started to move back and forth again, her tongue licking his underside, while her hands massaged his balls.

"Oh god! That's awesome, you uh, you don't do this often." Jason brought forth between moans, causing Emily to pause for another moment: "So, should I stop?"

"No, no, please carry on, I love it!" Jason hasted to reply and luckily for him, she did as he told her, soon moving her head back and forth faster, taking him in deep, so that her muzzle touched his abdomen.

"Oh, I- I think I, can't hold this long." Jason groaned as Emily picked up her pace, her saliva mixing with his pre, as she sucked him with passion.

Very soon, Jason came violently, groaning in pleasure as he shot his hot semen into Emily's mouth, who tried her best to swallow him completely - though a thin strand of cum dripped down her chin.

"I enjoyed doing this." Emily said as she released her husbands cock. She crawled onto the bed, sure that he was watching her as her hands wandered under her lingerie. Quickly she found her throbbing clit and started rubbing it in circular motion, as Jason crawled up beside her, his hand massaging her firm breast. Only a minute late, Emily bathed in her first orgasm, her reasonable thinking overwhelmed by her lust.

As soon as she came down, Jason took her into his strong arms, cuddling with her. But the woman wasn't sated yet. With her already wet fingers, she played with her sex again, this time penetrating herself while rubbing her clit frantic, driving her towards her second, then her third orgasm. Finally, when she didn't really knew how often she had come, sleep overwhelmed her.

Emily woke up early the next morning. After visiting the bathroom, she quickly put on a bathrobe, put her slippers on and, after making sure that her husband was still asleep, she walked down the stairs and left the house through the backdoor. She was just too curious to see how her plant was developing.

To her relief, she found the flower in good shape, the leaves looked firm and fresh, which was a sign that the roots were already drawing water from the soil. Emily took her watering can and added some more water to the ground all around the plant. Then she also spread some fertilizer out - a special organic fertilizer that wouldn't bind the water while still supporting the plant's growth. The zebra made a step back. It looked like the plant had everything it needed now, so maybe she would add some sun-protection later, too much sun could be dangerous for a freshly potted flower. Right now, though, she was more than happy with it's development.

With a happy heart, she went back into the house.

"You've been in the garden so early?" Emily spun around as she heard her sons voice, but Kyle just smiled back at her. The young, golden zebra had already started preparing his breakfast, his bag placed on one of the kitchen-chairs.

"Ah, yes, yes, I have a new plant, and I just wanted to see how it's developing." Emily defended herself.

"Hey, no problem, it's your time you spent in the garden." He poured coffee into his cup.

"Hi mom!" Jessica stepped into the room. Like her brother, the young woman had a golden fur with black stripes, but where he was an athletic youngster, she was more the curvy type of girl all boys dreamed of, and she knew that. She brushed away her long, blond hair as she sat down at the table.

About an hour later, Emily was alone again. While Jason was at work, her two children went to the university. Emily had two more hours until her tutoring would start. Usually she used that time to clean the house or to do some bookkeeping. But today, she wasn't in the mood for that. She had difficulties concentrating on these things, instead, her thoughts drifted towards much more enjoyable, some would say inappropriate imaginings.

She sat down in the living room and switched on the TV. Talkshows, news, old serials. Nothing really caught her interest and at some point, she stopped switching the channels, randomly stopping at some boring documentation about the tropical jungle. Within seconds, her hand slipped under her top and into her pants, one massaging her ample breast, while the other started rubbing her sex, slow and careful at first, but soon fast and feverish, as sweat began to cover her soft fur. Panting heavy, she moaned in lust, eyes unfocused as she came from her own touch.

When she left the house two hours later, she had came three times and inspected her new flower two times. It wasn't an easy task to teach the Dover twins their mathematics when all she could think about was that lovely flower and her needy sex.

The rest of the day passed without noticeable events, her children came back home and she ordered them to help her cleaning the house, and later, Jason returned from his company. The successful manager was in a good mood, most likely because things in his company were going well lately. Usually, Emily cared a lot about his job and listened carefully to his reports, because seemed important to her in a relationship to pay attention to her partners matters.

But right now, she only listened with one ear. Only when the two went to bed was her attention was fully with her husband, again. She used her mouth and tongue to please him, but instead of making him come immediately, she turned around, offering her shapely rump to him. Emily knew very well that he loved that, although she had done this only a few times so far since she considered it brutish, but that evening, she didn't cared.

Her climax came quickly and while she still moaned in pleasure, he also let go of his restrains, coming inside his wife, pushing her over the edge yet again. Not long after, the couple fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the routine continued:Emily got up first, inspecting her flower. Much to her delight, it was still developing perfectly, even two new buds had appeared, tho they were still closed. The stem and leaves also had grown and thicker rods were visible, supplying the plant with everything it needed. A pleasant smell emitted from the flower, making Emily light-headed, as she walked back into the house.

The woman could hardly wait for her family to leave and as soon as she was alone, she again went into the garden, admiring her pretty flower. Maybe she could do a little more to help that plant? She got her garden shears and chopped back some bushes that shaded the flower. For the first two days, it had been a good thing to protect the flower from too much direct light, but now it could use the extra sun to grow faster. Next, Emily watered it again. Then she stepped back and just stared at the pretty flower, the well developing stem and leaves and of course that lovely blue and gold of its blossom.

Emily inhaled deeply, the smell of that small plant was wonderful, almost intoxicating. She looked around, her garden was surrounded by small trees and hatches, no one could see her immediately. But it almost didn't cared for her right now. Quickly, one hand slipped into her trousers, while the other encompassed her right breast. With her eyes transfixed on her flower, Emily started massaging her breast and rubbing her already wet sex. Her clit was burning from desire and within no time, she was panting heavy. The adult sank to her knees, panting changing into moans, as she smiled lovingly towards the plant. Very soon, she came, her juices coating her fingers, as she got back up, turned and walked back into her house, hips swaying tantalizing, as if she was trying to seduce a male.

"Hi mom." Emily winced as she heard her daughters voice.

"Ah- Jessica, hi. What-" She stumbled.

"Just a single lecture today. I wanted to meet the girls this afternoon, remember?" Jessica explained: "Oh wow, looks like you really overspent yourself in the garden today."

"I- uhm." Emily blushed, if her daughter only knew how right she was about this, "Yes, there's a lot of work now that it's getting warmer every day. I think I'll change into something clean."

With this, Emily broke the conversation and almost ran upstairs.

That night, Emily rode her husband like there was no tomorrow. She came the very moment she slammed her body onto his pole and again, when she rode up and down on him. After he fell asleep, she fingered herself for at least another hour, before she finally sank into sleep as well, the night filled with green dreams, filled with lust and bliss. When she woke up again, most details had vanished into a thick mist of oblivion.

And again, even before breakfast, she looked after her plant. Now, three blossoms were open and the fragrance of the plant was almost irresistible. With hammering hearth, she returned into the house and prepared breakfast for her family.

"Good morning darling." Jason greeted her and placed a kiss on her forehead. He still looked exhausted but happy. Apparently her changed behavior was much to his liking. He looked around, then whispered into her ear: "I'll try to delegate some work, so I can return sooner, then we can have more time for ourselves. how does that sound?"

Emily smiled back, she had just realized it, but she didn't want to tell Jason that her wasn't really the reason for her grown libido: "Sure, that would be nice. You have to eat now, so you stay strong." She winked at him, serving the breakfast. The children soon joined them in the kitchen and they had a meal just like the ideal family.

Emily was relieved when the three finally left the house. Not even caring about the fact that she was still dressed only in a simple housecoat, she ran back into the remote corner of the garden where her flower grew. The plant had significantly changed during the past two days, even within the past two hours. The blossoms were still the same, though a bit bigger. The stem was now almost as thick as Emily's forearm and almost as long. The leaves now looked almost like thick, fleshy plates or dark green and additional roots had broken up the ground around the plant.

Emily hardly noticed, while her eyes were transfixed on the plant she didn't noticed details - her eyes were glassy and empty, she only felt her hearth beating fast in her chest, her erect nipples brushing against the fabric of her dress and her sex burning from her lust. For some reason she suppressed the urge to immediately penetrate herself to ease her tension. Instead, she undressed and then stepped towards the plant.

What was she doing? Emily thought in the back of her mind. If anyone saw her - Mister Collens, or even her husband or kids... But the thought only nagged in a distant part of her brain as stood in front of the plant.

Slowly, eyes still on the pretty blossoms, Emily sank to her knees, thighs slightly spread. Only now one hand traveled over her flat abdomen towards her sex, while the other played with her nipple. Emily immediately moaned as she touched her burning clit and she trembled as she started encircling it with her finger.

When her first moan filled the air in the garden, something about the flower changed. The fragrance radiating from it's blossoms became even stronger, filling the woman's nose and lungs with it's essence, before the plant itself started to move. It was only a slight trembling at first, but soon, the roots started to dig out of the earth, looking like tiny green snakes protruding their heads out of their lairs at first.

That's not right, that's not normal. Emily's reasonable thinking warned her as she noticed the roots acting like living animals. Usually, the zebra would have ran away, but in her current state, all she could think about was her need and the pretty flower in front of her. The woman moaned openly as her finger became more demanding, while the roots emerged further and further, soon slithering towards the kneeling woman.

When Emily looked down, she saw one particularly persistent root approaching her. She couldn't keep herself from smiling. That thing was at least as thick as three of her fingers and of course, it was long. The tip of it was a bit thicker than the rest, giving it a bulbous look. The surface of the root seemed slick and smooth, covered with some kind of liquid. "How would it be having this inside of me?" Emily said to herself, shuddering from the mere thought, as the root raised it's head, swaying around for a moment, before it ascended further.

Was this thing really intending to- Emily couldn't think clear. It sure looked that way and her body was more than ready to receive it. While one finger still caressed her clit, she even pushed apart her labia, looking down at the tendril lovingly. The bulb came closer and closer, like it could feel her warm, wet sex. Then, suddenly it protruded forth, pushing into her quickly, it's slick,yet bumpy surface brushing over her tender inner flesh, making Emily come instantly.

Still on her knees, the woman moaned and groaned in delight, loving every second in which the plant pushed deeper into her willing body. Finally, the rod stopped. Deep inside her, Emily could feel it's pulsing bulb, her body quickly adjusting to the feeling of being spread by the thing. For a moment, Emily's reasonable thinking returned. What was she doing here? She was kneeling in front of her plant, a rod buried in her wet pussy and she had even come from it. Still, the feeling of being stuffed by it was so wonderful, so perfect, the rod was bigger than Jason and it felt like her body was built to have it inside.

Emily cheeped as she felt another rod, this one she hadn't seen coming and it brushed over the lovely cleft of her but cheeks. All her life, she had tried her husband there only once and now this thing was going to push into her there? She trembled. But if the plant desired it, she was going to comply. The rod soon found her tight anus and it's bulbous head started pushing against it softly. Eyes firmly on the blossom in front of her, Emily lowered her hips down, pushing against the rod while trying to relax her tail-hole, so that the wet tip of the rod soon slipped into her. Emily answered with a loan of relief, as she lowered her hips further down, finally her buttocks coming to rest on her heel, the second tendril now deep inside of her.

The first time she had tried this out, it had hurt, but now, having this thing in her ass felt wonderful, perfect, the feeling of fullness, of being stuffed into both her holes was almost more than she could bear and when the tentacles started to move slowly back and forth, they sent Emily over the edge again. He rods then paused only a brief moment, giving her time to come down again, before they started to move in and out of her again, faster this time, working her with a steady rhythm, soon matched by the movements of her gyrating hips.

Emily didn't knew how often she had come, or how long she had been kneeling in front of her flower. The ground underneath her was covered with her juices and her body was covered with sweat. The flower had kept her in a constant state of arousal, pushing in and out, pulsing deep inside of her. At some point, she had given up stimulating herself even further, since the tendrils inside her were more than enough. Her hung loosely by her sides, her eyes blinking dizzily as she noticed another tendril hovering towards her in the corner of her eyes.

Emily's attention quickly shifted back to the tendrils already inside as her body kept her on the edge of climax. She failed to notice that the new arrival looked somewhat different from the others. This tendril was thinner and had a flexible, softer surface and had a tip that ended in a big opening, making it look almost like a water hose. It moved as determined as the others had, aiming for Emily's sweaty neck, attaching it's tip right underneath the back of her head, with a slurping sound.

Emily noticed the touch of course, but she failed to care about it. y now, she had given up all restrains she might have had in the beginning, her body and mind submitting to the pleasure the plant granted her, she didn't even consider something could be wrong. Even when a short, light pain emitted from the back of her head, like a needle had punctured her skin, she remained in place, her hips slowly moving back and forth to the again increasing movement of the rods inside of her.

Unseen by Emily, something started to move through the tendril, a tiny seed of the plant, stretching the fabric of the tendril slightly, as it left the main body of the plant and traveled towards the kneeling female. Soon after it reached the end of the tendril and was being pushed further, slipping into it's new home.

Emily moaned softly as she felt the strange sensation. What was going on there? Was something wrong? For a moment, she considered turning her head, but she felt so good, so full, and so dazed, that she quickly abandoned the thought and instead again closed her eyes, concentrating fully on the feeling the two rods in her ass and pussy caused.

The seed followed it's genetic program, sensing that it had reached it's destination. It immediately sprouted. Microscopic rods spreading from it, seeking new resources. While the seed was very modest when it came to it's own maintenance, there was something else it was seeking and very soon, the first rods found Emily's nerve tracts. The rods then started to explore and analyze the signals coming from it. The host seemed perfectly prepared - docile, submissive, responsive. Not long after, the first rods started to connect with the nerves, sending new impulses to her brain, making Emily come at once, all the while more tiny rods traveled towards her central nervous system. The seed now began to change the connections in Emily's brain, disrupting them at some places,while creating other new ones.

Thousands of small adjustments were made, every single one changing just a tiny bit of Emily, but all together formed a new being.

All the while, Emily was in pure bliss, her eyes flickered, and her body trembling as she felt pleasure unknown to her or anyone else. It's wasn't like the orgasms she had before, it was something beyond that. She felt that something was happening to her, but she didn't care anymore - if something could make her feel that way, then she would embrace it willingly. That was her decision. Her last decision. For awhile, she wasn't able to make anymore decisions.

When the seed was done with it's task, it had firmlysettled into it's host, turning the zebra into an obedient thrall.

Without warning, the Emily-thrall suddenly stood up, the two tendrils pulling out of her holes with a wet sound. The zebra opened her eyes again. They were empty and calm. Emily was now a thrall, a slave to the plant, and she would do whatever the plant demanded her to do and love it. Emily, the part of Emily that remained, couldn't even think anything else and she would obey, she was built to obey, born to obey. This was her purpose, her only purpose and she loved having that purpose.

Taking her time with it, Emily dressed again and rearranged her long, black hair. She didn't wanted anyone to notice her change right now.

"Hey mom, what are you doing?" emily-thrall turned around as Jessica approached her.

The elder zebra smiled at her daughter. A few hours ago, she would have felt only love and affection for her. Now, although those feelings still remained, they were reduced to a level to where they wouldn't hinder the plant - and now Emily mainly saw a potential threat for the plant, but also a potential additional host.

"Oh hey honey, back again so early?" Emily-thrall asked.

"Yes, we spoke about it earlier, remember?" Jessica replied irritated: "There is this project I have to work on at home."

"Oh, yes, sorry darling I forgot about it." Emily-thrall said, stepping towards Jessica.

"Mom, are you okay?" Jessica asked, "You're acting strange, and what's with your eyes?"

"I can explain everything, but it would be much easier to show, come with me." emily-thrall ordered.

"Show me what?" Jessica asked hesitating.

"Nothing big, just the plant I found in the woods a few days ago. I put so much work into it and now it is finally paying off."

"I think you invested a bit too much time in that plant, you look exhausted." Jessica answered, but let herself being dragged towards the back of the garden.

A moment later, the two women stood in front of the plant.

"It looks nice, but seriously, what's so special about it?" Jessica asked. She had never understood her mothers enthusiasm with gardening, butnow that she saw the plant, she had to admit that it looked quite nice. She really couldn't understand why her mother made such a show about this plant.

"You have to smell it." Emily-thrall encouraged her daughter.

Jessica sighed. Fine, she would do her mother that favor. She leaned forward, brought her nose close to the flower and sniffed. It really smelled very good. She inhaled deeper, filling her nose and lungs with the scent of the flower. Immediately her head began to spin - it wasn't an unpleasant feeling, quite the contrary, she felt good. Although she did realize that she wasn't able to form a coherent thought anymore.

Emily-thrall waited a minute longer to make sure, that Jessica had inhaled enough of the plant's pheromones, or whatever it was. Then she stepped closer to her daughter again, "Jessica, you like the smell of that flower?"

"Yes, I like the smell of that flower."

"Good Jessica, you hear my words."

"I hear your words." Jessica replied with flat voice.

"And you'll obey it." Emily-thrall continued.

"And I will obey it." Jessica answered.

"You will undress now."

"I will undress now."

Jessica straightened and started to unbutton her blouse with sleep-walking slowness. She then she removed her bra, freeing her ample breasts. Next came her jeans and finally her pink panties, until she finally presented her young, beautiful form to the being that had been her mother.

"Jessica, I want you to lay down on your stomach, keep breathing in deeply. You love the smell of that flower."

"I love the smell of that flower." Lightheaded, Jessica lay down on the soft ground, looking at the plant, arms resting by her side, her curvy back presented to the Emily-thrall . "My Jessica, you're so beautiful. I will so much enjoy bringing you purpose." Emily-thrall said,tracing her finger over Jessica's leg, then stroke her firm buttocks, until she reached her waist. Then, she spread her legs and sat down on her daughters back, facing towards her feet as she saw the rods of the plant emerge.

"Relax Jessica, you will love this." Emily-thrall said as she massaged her the girl's buttocks softly and finally spread apart her cheeks, watching with a frantically beating heart as the two tendrils explored the tight cleft. A moment later, Jessica moaned as the first tendril wormed it's way into her sex, soon followed by the second, aiming for her tail-hole.

Emily-thrall became wet just from the sight, she was so happy for her daughter. A part of her hoped that the flower would take her again as well, but she knew that wasn't important for the flowers welfare - that Jessica being taken was best for now, and that was all that mattered.

As the plant started to work both of Jessica's holes, Emily-thrall turned around, seeing the slim tentacle approach her daughter's neck. Lovingly, Emily-thrall brushed away her daughter's long, blond hair, exposing her unprotected neck and a moment later, the tendril attached it's mouth-like tip to it.

Jessica moaned and quivered in pleasure, while Emily-thrall remained still and silent. Inside, she was excited, seeing the seed of the plant traveling through the hose until it reached it's destination, making Jessica rear up a moment, before she groaned in orgasm, as her change into a plant-thrall started.

Two hours later, Kyle returned home. Where were everyone? He wondered. Both his parents cars were in the garage. His father had to work longer from time to time, but his sister should have been there. So where was she? She had no tutoring today and he would have known if she had some other appointment that day.

Kyle walked into the garden. In most cases, when his mom wasn't in the house but her car was there, she worked on her plants. At first, he couldn't find her, but then he heard noises from the opposite side of the garden. Was his entire family working there? Even Jessica? She had nothing to do with gardening.

Finally, Kyle found the source of the noise.

Right in front of the big flower with blue and golden petals weere his mom and dad. Emily was on all fours and arms and legs covered with soil. She was moaning openly as he mounted her from behind, groaning wildly as he slammed into her again and again.

Kyle just stood there and watched. He had never caught his parents in any situation like this before and under normal conditions, he would have turned and left the scene, horribly embarrassed. Right now, though, he couldn't do anything but watch their mating. He didn't knew why, but it felt almost impossible to look away. Instead, he stood, watching and inhaling the overly potent scent of the flower. He didn't even wonder what the rods around his father's wrists and ankles were about, or the tendril coming from the plant and ending at his neck. He just stood, watched and became more and more aroused.

"Like it brother?" Kyle flew around. Next to him stood his lovely sister. Nude, covered with dirt and sweat, smiling at him. "They're beautiful, aren't they?"

"What? Why? Why are you naked, why are they---" Kyle stopped, unable to complete the sentence or his thought. He had always admired Jessica's body, her grace, her seductive shape but he would have never allowed any feeling towards her other than brotherly closeness to grow. Right now, though, his body burned with desire for her and she was so close, so willing. He couldn't move.

"I know you want me." Jessica, now the Jessica-thrall whispered.

The realization hit Kyle like a hammer and he stumbled, taking a step back: "N- no, that-, that's not right."

"Oh it is right, Kyle, trust me, I want it too, and it will feel so good. Just look at our parents." Kyle did, and the sight washed away most of his resistance as he felt his member throbbing inside his pants. Before he could reply though, Jessica-thrall was already at his feet, loosening his trousers and pulling them down, her eager tongue quickly slipping over him: "Hm, you taste good, I always wanted to do that, you know."

Kyle could only vaguely shake his head, the sensation was just too good and the intoxicating smell eroded his resistance further. Just then, their father moaned in pleasure, his seed shooting into the trembling Emily-thrall as he came, continuing to push in and out of her relentlessly.

"Come now, it's time for you to join us." Jessica-thrall said to Kyle as she stood up again, grabbing his hand and pulling the young man with her towards their parents. Like Emily-thrall, Jessica-thrall adopted a pose on all fours, her rump invitingly raised for her brother, only inches away from her heavily panting mother.

The sight was more than Kyle's molted mind could handle, and he almost ran over to the golden zebra, grabbed her hips and pushed into her warm, wet sex almost violently. He groaned as he felt her tight flesh squeezing against his hard member.

Soon, the two females were kissing, as their mates kept on taking them, Kyle didn't even pause for a moment as he felt something attached to the back of his head. Soon, the family of enthralled zebras filled the air of their garden with cries of lust as the plant began the next stage of it's development.