(Various Plant TF)

A woman wearing a frilly maid dress with long pink hair ran down a long winding path leading from a massive manor that could have been mistaken for a castle. She ran as fast as she could in high heels down the cobblestone path leading toward a massive wall of foliage. To any onlooker, it would have been mistaken for a simple magical forest that the mistress of the manor would occasionally stroll through taking in the perplexing vegetation and fauna that had existed for far longer than the giant manor stood. But the forest was just the manor’s garden created by the mistress and maintained by some of the best magical botanists in all of the realms, serving the purpose of elegant decore and homegrown crops. The group of twenty maids twenty stood in front of the entrance to the garden staring into a darkness of trees with light coming from glowing flowers and fungi with the occasional ray of light piercing through the canopy. The pink-haired girl joined them breathing heavily as she caught her breath.

A girl with long blond hair tied into a pair of twin tails stepped to the front and turned around to face the other maids and crossed her arms as she shouted. “Listen up girls the twenty of us have been put on garden duty. You all know what that means?” She waited for the other girls to take in her orders with an arrogant grin on her face. But the other girls just gave her looks of annoyance. “It means hard manual labor!” she closed her eyes and put her and on her chest and said softly and elegantly, “And as the head maid for this group it is my job to make sure that you all work diligently, we don’t want our mistress to be disappointed in us do we?”

A short maid with equally short black hair and a more tomboyish build spoke up shouting above the crowd, “Does that mean that you are going to do anything, Opal?”

The blond maid with twin tails named Opal stomped the ground and shouted back, “I will have you know that I do plenty of work, Rosetta!”

“Yeah, plenty of supervising,” a red-haired maid with glasses said under her breath with a got chuckle from Rosetta.

“I heard that!” Opal shouted again stomping her foot like a child.

“Enough!” A dark purple-haired maid with a silver lip ring sighed walking past Opal, “Come on let's get this over with, I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to be.”

Before Opal could say anything the other maids walked pasted her with Rosetta and the red-haired maid smiling at her gloating. Opal’s face turned bright red as her brow furled with anger. She was standing in the middle of the path with one other standing behind her looking at the garden. She turned and faced the maid with long pink hair and gave her a glare of malice, causing the pink-haired maid to jump from shock and run after the other maids.

The maids followed the path using the guideposts to navigate the massive garden. After a while of walking and taking in the scenery, they reached a small house hidden away in a corner of the garden with a large greenhouse next to it that dwarfed the house looking as big as a mansion. The maids stepped in front of the greenhouse, and a figure opened the door. The maids could not help but stare at the woman. She was tall and had pail skin with vibrant green eyes, long vine-like green hair, and only whore overalls and boots letting her massive breasts jiggle on display with little covering them. But what caught their eyes wasn’t her miraculous figure but it was a large black mushroom cap on her head that resembled a witch’s hat as well as her lack of arms.

She walked over to the maids who lined up on the spot, seeing how orderly they were made the woman smile. She looked at each maid thoroughly and her smile grew even wider like a giddy child. She stepped back and addressed the group. “My name is Ivy and I am the mistress’s head gardener the twenty of you will be working for me for the rest of the day or forever. I am going to separate you into four groups as we have plenty of work to do. As a bit of a warning, I do suggest that you lovely ladies be extra careful when working. Unlike the manor where you only transform if you or the mistress desires to, due to the unique nature of the plant life here…” She closed her eyes and cocked her head, and smiled. “You could become a part of my collection if you take a single wrong step. But… if any of you blooming beauties want to become part of my collection just give me a shout, and also if you need anything you could give me a shout.” a vine rose from the ground and creased the woman’s cheek causing her to giggle. “My babies hear and see everything in this garden.” She took one final look at the group and frowned. “But before we can begin let’s get you in the proper clothing.”

Giant plants with gaping maws burst out of the ground and loomed behind the girls they all turned around in time to witness the plants spit a substance at each of them. The girls stood there in the sticky goo in disgust trying to wipe it off. And much to their horror, their uniforms started to turn grey and mushy dissolving away into clumps of grey mush that slid from their bodies leaving them all naked. Moss crept over the remains of their clothing scoping them up and caring them into the greenhouse.

Ivy licked her lips as she stared at the naked maids and laughed, “Don’t worry your old uniforms are going to a much better use.” she winked at the girls and giggle, “They are going to become part of my compost.” Ivy snapped her fingers vines started crawling towards the maids overtaking and wrapping around them squeezing and constricting them up to their necks. As much as the maids tried to struggle the vines wrapped around every inch of their bodies and felt their way into their privates and fondled their breasts. Ivy sighed as she saw the girls blush and moan from her plants violating their bodies, “Sorry my children can be a little bit touchy sometimes.”

And with another snap, the vines dispersed revealing that each maid was wearing overalls and work boots like Ivy’s but each girl had a flannel shirt each one a different color. Each girl squared in discomfort, either recovering from the vines’ attack or the skin-tight nature of their new uniforms that exaggerated their curves.

“Alright now that everyone is dressed for work let's get to it!” Ivy said clapping her hands together. And with another snap, the giant plant maws returned but instead of spitting on the maids, they consumed each one in the blink of an eye. The maids barely had the chance to scream as they slid down the throats of the plants their fearful looks piercing through the green stalk as their bodies created a bulge in the narrow tunnel as they slid through it.

“AGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Four voices cried in fear with their eyes shut in horror.

A maid with light blue hair felt something poke at her leg causing her to stop screaming. She opened her eyes and saw a little green woman wrapped in leaves poking her leg. The maid gave the other two maids a shake causing them to open their eyes and stop their screaming. In front of them was a vast field of flowers of every type imaginable all pristine and beautiful making the four’s jaws drop in awe. The little green woman pokes the maid’s leg again, getting her attention. The woman held up a piece of paper which the made took and gave her a friendly smile. The woman smiled back and ran into the woods.

“What was that?” the maid with light blue hair said waving after the little woman goodbye.

“She is a Dryad, they help maintain the garden.” A maid with short light brown hair said. She turned to the others and smiled, “My name is Dasiy by the way.”

“I’m Lilac,” a short woman with purple hair introduced herself.

“Lily,” A tanned girl with orange hair sighed.

“My name is Dew,” the light blue-haired maid said with a smile. She stepped forwards onto the edge of the flower garden and looked at the paper. “Well looks like we got off easy, all we have to do is water the flowers and make sure there are no weeds.”

“Easy?” Lily agitatedly groaned, “Do you see how big this field is? It will take all day.”

Dew stretched her arms and looked at the field of color and beauty, “Well then let's get started, I say we divide and conquer.”

“Good idea!” Lily cheered running it to the field, “This place is so pretty I can’t wait!”

“Come on we better get working, I hear that Miss. Ivy turns people who don’t finish their work into weeds.” Daisy giggle.

“Fine!” Lily groaned as she walked into the field the flowers parting way so they don’t get stepped on.

Five girls stood in front of rows of crops and trees bearing fruit. Looking at the paper that a little green woman gave them with less than eager eyes.

A short plain looking woman with less than impressed assets and short fiery red hair looked over the piece of paper. “So, I’ll collect the sap from the trees,” she pointed to a tall platinum blond woman with an impressive ass but lacking breasts who was looking at her nails. “Peach, could you handle the orchard?”

The blond maid looked down at her in disgust, “Like why do I have to dirty my hands with this stupid labor, it’s not like I even wanted to be here. Why can’t you do it, Maple?”

Maple frowned and spoke in an annoyed tone, “We both know what happens when we don’t get our work done around here. So if you don’t want to be turned into a worm or something gross like that, please just get the fruit from the orchard.”

Peach rolled her eyes and sighed. “Like fine miss bossy board.”

Maple gave her a frustrated look and was about to shout something back, but held her tongue. She turned to a plump girl with dark blue hair who looked equally as disinterested as the last. “Violet, can you handle the vineyard?”

She crossed her arms over her plump belly and frowned like the previous maid, “Fine, I guess.”

Maple then looked at two sisters one with dark green hair and large breasts and the other with orange hair and a large butt. Unlike the other two, they looked more willing to work, “Melody, Piper, can you two tend to the crops?”

The green-haired one Melody looked at her sister and smiled, “Sure thing boss, right Piper?”

“With the two of us together, I bet that we will get done first.” Piper giggled.

The four girls turned away and went their separate ways to their jobs.

“This sucks, this sucks, this sucks!” Opal moaned as she walked through a crooked path in the darkest part of the garden. A massive canopy of trees blocked out all the natural light and the only light source can from dim glowing mushrooms. And the dampness didn’t make it any better as it made the air sticky and wet.

“Stop talking,” a gothic-looking woman with black hair with white streaks said plucking a mushroom from the ground and putting it into a bag. “It’s annoying.”

“No one asked you Noir!” Opal shouted after she crossed her arms and pouted. Noir just rolled her eyes and continued with her work. “Stupid gross mushrooms why couldn't it be the flower garden, that is much more fitting for someone of my caliber?” she mumbled to herself.

A slender woman with long elegant black hair patted her on the shoulder and smiled a warm friendly smile, “Come on it’s not that bad, I think that some of these fungi look beautiful. It’s all a matter of perspective.”

“You really think that these stupid mushrooms look beautiful?” Opal said mouth a gape in shock. “I have seriously lost all respect for you Belladonna!”

Belladonna shrugged and smiled, “I don’t need your respect,” she turned and pointed to a shorter woman with messy brown hair and round glasses caring two bags overflowing with mushrooms. “Especially after what you are making little Sharon do for you.”

“Well, she likes caring about these gross mushrooms!” Opal stomped her foot and turned to Sharon who stopped in place. “Right Sharon?” she growled.

“YES OPAL!” she nodded fearfully.

“See, she wants to do my work,” Opal said with a victorious smirk as she crossed her arms.

A tall mature woman with short deep purple hair tied in a bun walked up to her and frowned, “That is no way to treat your co-workers.” she scolded her in a soft motherly tone.

Opal just scoffed and rolled her eyes as she walked past her. “Mind your own business Indigo.”

Belladonna sighed and looked at Indigo who shook her head in response, the others except for Opal continued picking the mushrooms.

“Man this is exhausting!” Rosetta sighed as she stabbed her shovel into the ground then wiped the sweat from her brow and looked down at the hole she dug.

The slender maroon-haired maid grunted as she dropped a tree into the hole, “Come on Rosetta we still have more trees to plant.”

“Yeah give me a minute,” she sighed catching her breath. “We still have plenty of daylight left Roan.”

“Yeah, I guess you are right,” Roan sighed. “Willow a little help over here?”

“Sure thing!” Willow a woman with wavy long brown hair walked over and smoothed over the dirt over the hole.

Roan turned to the other women one with dark purple hair, one with white hair, and one with long pink hair who just finished planting their tree along with the pink-haired maid. “Indigo, Silver, Sakura!” the three girls turned towards her. “We are taking a break you should too.”

Ebony dropped her shovel and smiled, “Finally my arms were getting tired.”

“Hey over here!” Rosetta shouted motioning over to a clearing with a clear view of the sky in front of a river. “Let's rest here.”

“W-wow it’s so pretty….” Silver said in a meek voice looking at the river.

“The flowers here are like nothing I have ever seen!” Willow said running over to the flowers near the clearing and kneeling in front of them.

The girls sat in the grass recovering from their hard labor. Rosette was the first one to speak up. “So what’s the reason why you girls are here?”

“Huh?” Roan turned to her with a confused look.

Rosette sat up and smiled, “Like why did you get a job here?” she laid back in the grass resting her arms behind her head, and looked up at the clouds. “I will start. To be honest I get turned on by the stuff here.”

“What seriously?” Willow gasped.

“You have to be joking?” Roan laughed.

“What, I get off to this kinda stuff?” Rosetta shrugged.

“Hey don’t judge you two?” Indigo, smiled. “This place is a place where many people come to live out their fantasies. Like was my sister.”

“Your sister works here?” Rosette asked. “What section of the manor is she in?”

“Oh, she left as some guy’s dick piercing years ago.” Ebony laughed, “I’m kinda jealous that I never got a chance to wear her.” she said rubbing her crotch, “I bet you girls didn’t know that I came here as a man.”

“Same,” Roan said nodding her head. “I doubt anyone would guess that I was once a dude named Roy.” She turned to Sakura and asked, “Hey weren’t you a dude before you were hired?”

Sakura’s face lit up bright red and she slowly nodded.

“So Roy,” Ebony turned to face Roan with a playful smile,” Why did you get a job here?”

“Sounded interesting,” she shrugged, “I was a lazy bum who got kicked out of my apartment and with nowhere to turn to. And next thing I know I’m wearing a frilly maid dress and have tits.”

“I like helping people and observing them,” Willow spoke up. “I thought it would be interesting to work here.” She smiled as she said, “Part of me has always hoped that I would become a house plant as I get to be a part of nature and observe my owners.”

“Don’t say that too loudly or you might become one!” Rosetta loudly exclaimed in a panic, and Willow just laughed. “Hey Sliver,” she turned to Sliver and spoke, “It’s your turn.”

Sliver’s face blushed bright red and turned away barely mumbling out, “It’s embarrassing….”

Rosetta shrugged and turned to Sakura, “Ok, then it’s your turn Sakura.”

Sakura’s face turned red as everyone turned their attention to her. She mustered up every last bit of courage she had and weakly said, “I want to become beautiful….”

The other’s smiled and Roan spoke up, “Well you already are, and I bet that you will look even more beautiful when you transform.”

Her comment made Sakura blush even more but also meekly smile. Sakura opened her mouth but nothing came out, she tried to speak again but was able to get out words this time, “We should get back to work….”

The other’s got up and looked around agreeing to end their break, and made their way back to their shovels and trees. All except for Willow.

“Willow, are you coming?” Ebony turned and called for her.

Willow stood in the middle of the clearing staring at the river. Looking straight ahead she said, “Sorry, but no. You girls will have to carry on without me.” Her clothing started to turn green and fade into thinly woven vines dropping around her into the ground and slithering away like snakes. “I think it’s mine time,” she muttered looking ahead. “This place is so beautiful I want to stay here forever.” Her feet started to turn brown and started to break apart into dozens of thick tendrils that embedded themself into the ground twisting and weaving their way into the soil. “I’m sorry that I didn’t finish our work before making this decision, but don’t think I can’t back out now.”

The three stared at her as her legs merged together turning brown and becoming thicker. The flesh of her legs hardened and turned into bark. Her torso thickened as she raised her hands into the air. The bark crept up her body washing over her chest causing her body to thicken out losing its human shape and becoming more cylindrical, and then moving up her arms. Her fingers grew longer and her arms started to break apart separating into more limbs that grew longer and thinner. Her arms grew and grew becoming her branches and more thin branches come off of them where leaves grew out. As the curtain of leaves lowered around her her hair started to turn into even more branches, but instead of growing outwards, they stuck around her head keeping the same shape as her hair. She smiled as her face melted into the bark smoothing over any semblance of humanity. Now a willow tree stands alone in the clearing her body twisting over the water and branches dangling around her. She looked like any other tree with only the slighted impressions of her breasts, ass, and pussy in her form and bark. She was indistinguishable from any other willow tree and those who didn’t witness her transformation would never know that she was once flesh and blood, and that made her happy that she was just a simple tree.

Sakura was the first to approach the tree slowly stepping towards it her eyes wide looking for any movement outside of the light shifting of the branches in the wind. She touched the bark as if the tree would respond to her touch, but the tree remained motionless. Sakura stepped back as the others approached and looked over the tree that once was a flesh and blood woman. Rosette flashed a cheeky grin as she slapped the tree where its butt once was. Roan gave an annoyed sigh looking at a pareidolic formation of bark that vaguely resembled a human face frozen in a soft smile. Ebony crossed her arms smiling and admiring the beauty of the tree. And Sliver hid in the back holding her hand over her damp crotch.

“Beautiful isn’t she?” an enchanting voice rang through their ears echoing from every direction hidden among the trees. Sakura was the first person to find its owner jumping back from shock at what she thought was a normal mushroom rose from the ground and its figure shifted becoming more curved and feminine till it took shape becoming the enchanting form of Miss. Ivy. “Such a lovely view,” she said walking past the maids who stared at her some in disbelief and others entranced by her. She approached the new tree and vines rose from the ground wrapping around the tree feeling its slight curves down. “My you picked an absolutely lovely spot to join my garden,” she said with a smile as a vine caressed the knot with the pareidolic face. “I can just imagen someone taking a nap within your shade or a nice couple having a picnic beneath you. I could add a nice little bench under you. No, the scene looks perfect already, a little hidden away are not disturbed by man under the shade of a beautiful tree.” she took a step back and observed the scenery with the new tree taking center stage. “Absolute wonderful, a hideaway within nature in its purest form. I knew that you would turn out nicely dear Willow, and I am glad that you were the first volunteer to embrace nature and become one of my children.”

Sakura walked up to the mushroom woman and weakly mumbled, “Can she still hear us?”

Miss. Ivy turned around and looked at her with a confused looked and cocked her head, “Can she still hear us?”

“Is she still alive?” Sakura frowned, “Is she still Willow?”

A vine scratched Ivy’s chin as she looked at the tree deep in thought. “Well, that depends on what Willow wants. Judging by her lack of humanity in her new form preferring to take a more tree-like form instead of a more human form, she is still in there. But in time will most likely become more willow tree than Willow the human.”

“W-what?” Sakura stammered as she stepped back eyes locked on the tree.

“It’s nothing to worry about,” Rosette sighed and shook her head at Sakura. “If she wanted to be a simple tree then she turned into a simple tree.”

“I knew a girl who liked being stepped on,” Ebony said with a displeased look on her face, “and she turned into a plank of wood somewhere in the manor. If you look close enough and hard enough you can find a plank of wood with the slightest impression of brests in its texture.” She faked a smile and said, “Some people just want to be something, like be that thing with little to no thoughts or consciousness. She wanted to be a random plank of wood who felt nothing that a normal plank of wood would feel, and Willow wanted to be a simple tree. She got her wish let's be happy for her.”

“Your friend is right,” Ivy said to Sakrua with a reassuring as she looked out across the river. “This is a garden built on hopes and dreams, literally. At least 50% of the plants and animals here were once people who wanted to become part of nature like your friend.” She turned and gave a glance at the tree and smiled, then started walking out of the clearing, “After you girls are done would you meet me in my greenhouse?” The remaining maids nodded and Ivy smiled and walked into a patch of grass her body sank into the ground up to her butt and lost its shape and clothing becoming a simple stalk with the slightest impressions of her chest and behind.

“I’m happy for Willow and everything but man couldn’t she wait until we were done with work before becoming a tree?” Roan sighed slowly walking towards her shovel and looking down at her feet. “That’s one less pair of hands to help us….”

Daisy stood in a patch of her favorite type of flowers daisies watering them with a carefree smile on her face. Once an area was finished she skipped to the next field of daisies moving out of the way of her steps creating a perfect path for her to skip without a care in the world. She whipped the sweat from her brow and gave an energetic sigh as she looked at the rows of white flowers with yellow disks in the center. Her job was finished every daisy was watered and every weed in the field was picked.

“I wonder how the others are doing?” she asked herself with a cheery smile. She fell backward and the daisies moved so they wouldn’t get crushed, she fell into the grass and looked up into the sky. “Because I’m finished so that means I get to rest!”

After a while of watching the clouds her eyes grew heavy and she drifted off to sleep with a bright smile on her face. She had a strange dream, she was standing in a field of women that looked like her all naked with innocent smiling faces, and daisies in their hair. She waved at them in confusion. The Daisies looked at her and giggle then waved back playfully mimicking her in unison but each one’s movement was slightly different from the rest. She smile back and they smiled back after her. She greeted them cheerfully they returned her greeting each one saying something different but in unison. The Daises looked up eyes staring at something with their mouth open with large beaming smiles. Daisy looked up and saw a shadow loom over them. Rain came from the shadow bathing each Daisy with giant droplets. Each one soaked in the water with ecstasy rubbing the drops into their skin erotically. A drop fell on Daisy causing her to jump when it hit her head. As the drop flowed down her body it tickled her making her feel warm and turned on especially as it ran down her perky breasts and her thick thighs. The water reached her feet soaking into the soil below.

More drops fell on her and the sexual warmth grew. Daisy stood there basking in the rain in pleasure and glee. The ground below her grew damp from the rain and her feet sank into the dirt. Unknown to her they started to unravel and become dozens of small tendrils embedded deep into the soil. She looked at the other Daisies and noticed that their legs started to turn green. She looked down at her own and panicked as she saw that her legs were also a rich green. She tried to pull her legs out of the ground but they wouldn’t budge. Her panic got worse as the wave of green washed over her legs fusing them into one mass as it traveled up them. Once the green reached her hips ballooned out along with her rear and her pussy began a bright white and its lips melted together into a single white petal. She couldn’t figure out if she was scared or turned on whether to fight it or give in. The area around her crotch turned a lighter shade of green and climbed up her stomach squeezing it thinner into a perfect hourglass that she never imagined she could even achieve. As the light green washed over her breasts they inflated doubling in size and growing the size of her head and melting her nipples away into the smooth domes. Lily groped her breasts with one hand and rubbed her pussy and turned petal with her other. She didn’t know what was happening to her it was a dream, right? She was still sleeping under the sun, so if it was a dream why not play along? Her shoulders and neck turned the same green as her lower body and the same color washed down her arms. Her fingers melted together, and then her arms flattened out becoming thin and expanding into a tear-drop shape and growing longer. She flapped her new arms in front of her realizing that they are now leaves. Her head started to change the same light green as her chest, her face stayed the same with only her lips pumping up and turning a shining white. Her hair turned a bright white and grew out around her. Strands of hair wove together becoming dozens of single large and flat strands around her. They suddenly shot up around her like a wide sun hat made from dozens of separate thin layers, and then a yellow disk line dome grew on the center of her head. And finally, a few petals grew down from the back of her head creating the impersonation of what her hair previously looked like. She stared at the other Daisies with a confused wide-eyed expression and they all looked back at her with cheerful smiles all seemingly changed just like her. She giggled realizing that they all looked like the flower daisy.

A shadow grew around her. Daisy looked up at the shadow witnessing a giant hand reaching down for her. She tried to run or do anything to escape the hand, but her feet were firmly planted in the ground. The hand wrapped around her body squeezing her large breasts and ass causing her to recoil her head back as she screamed in pleasure. The hand tore her from the ground making her sequel lustfulness. She caught a glips of the other Daisies waving goodbye cheerfully. She wanted to scream and cry as she pitifully slap the giant hand with her leaves being utterly useless. She tried to break from the giant but it was no use. But her protests came to a halt when she saw the creature’s face, it was her. The two stared into each other's eyes. A smile crept onto both of their faces. The giant version of her brought her close and took a mighty whiff of Dasiy. Something inside of her clicked and a floodgate in her mind broke causing her to cum releasing pollen. She felt at peace as every worry seemed to drift away with her pollen, then she woke up. Daisy awoke to a familiar sight, dozens not hundreds of daisies were looking at her with warm and welcoming smiles. But unlike her dream, they weren’t her but other women. She looked at her hands but found leaves instead just like in the dream. She wanted to scream but nothing came out of her mouth. She started to panic screaming in her mind, “I am a flower this can’t be! I’m human! I have to be human! Turn me back I don’t want to be a flower!”

Her screaming stopped as she felt a thin appendage wrap around her and squeeze her breast in the process. She looked over her shoulder and saw another daisy hugging her tightly, she smiled and kissed her on the neck. “Why did this feel good?” she asked herself drifting into the embrace of the other flower woman. Daily’s body relaxed as the woman massaged her breasts. “Maybe being a flower isn’t so bad…” she thought as she embraced the woman’s touch. She leaned back and kissed the woman on the cheek. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Other daisies gathered around moving through the ground and circling the pair greeting their new companion with open leaves. Daisy couldn’t be happier as the others exchange greetings of pleasant smiles and the occasional groping and folding of assets, to which she happily returned the greetings.

A shadow loomed over the group and they all looked up. It was Miss. Ivy. The other daisies waved or bowed to her as they cleared a part for her up to Daisy. Daisy looked up at her with wide eyes worried about what she was going to do to her helpless self. Miss. Ivy kneeled to her and looked at the newest flower in her garden and smiled.

“What a beautiful flower,” she said with a warm smile, “I hope your sisters have been treating you well?” the other daisies nodded their heads, and the ones near Daisy hugged her. Miss. Ivy rose back to her full height and clapped her vines together. “I hope you will enjoy your new life, my dear Daisy,” she said the last part with a playful giggle. Daisy smiled and waved as the mushroom woman left giving her a parting wave and the crowd of flowers closed up behind her.

Daisy looked around at the other flower woman who each had a joyish expression on their face. Daisy smiled widely as they regrouped around her. She never expected that she would be just another flower in a field of hundreds but now she had hundreds of sisters to be with forever without a care in the world. So she was quite happy.

Maple walked down rows of trees all shaped like a woman frozen in a provocative pose with their breasts pushed out and faces frozen in a climax with their arms shooting up into the sky unwavering out into countless branching with bright red leaves on each despite it not even close to being fall. The sight of the forever fall forest made of sexual trees was beautiful. So beautiful that she had to advert her eyes every time she drained the bucket of rich sap from the tree's exposed breasts and pussy. With every tree, she grew more flustered, more jealous, and more turned on. She kept trying to push these feelings to the back of her mind and continue with her job without staring at the breasts of the wooden beauties and getting lost in their curves.

But she couldn’t hold out. She dropped her buckets on the ground and stomped up to one of them and shouted at the tree whose face was stuck in a perverted twisted smile of lust. “Why the hell did you have to be blessed with massive tits?” she shouted stomping her foot. “You are nothing but wood what good are they on you?! I’m flesh and blood, I’m supposed to have tits!” she stomped her foot and began to walk away, “Look at me yelling at a tree because I want to have even the slightest hint of breasts.” she said in a downed voice walking back to the path, but her direction changed instead as she walked down the rows of trees. “It’s not fair….”

Maple went to take a step but her foot didn’t move causing her to stumble forwards with her feet sticking to the ground. “What the?” she asked herself looking at her foot seeing that her heels were gone and it was sunk into the ground. “No, no, no!” she cried pulling at her leg and trying to pry it from the ground. Her dress dissolved into vices that slid off her body and into the ground. “I didn’t want to be a tree I just wanted big breasts!” she cried as her feet fused and started to turn brown and become bark. She cried out begging for help as if someone could save her as bark crept up her legs fusing the gap between them. But once it got to her tights she gasped as a new feeling flowed through them. She clenched her hand into her thighs as they fattened up and became wood her hard wooden thighs feeling them to be much larger and wider and fattened up into a perfect heart shape giving her the perfect bubble butt larger than she ever imagined. She ran her hands over her smooth wooden as it was spared from the bark leaving it just a smooth wooden surface. “God this feels good!” she said feeling her plump wooden ass. She moaned loudly as her pussy grew larger and puffier looking like a knot hole as it pushed its way from between her legs and displayed itself for the world to see. She rubbed it trying to stick her fingers into her pussy as it closed up and became solid wood. She felt like she was going to burst from the incense feelings brewing inside of her. “God, let me cum, please let me cum!” she cried out desperately fingering the wall where her hole once was. The bark started to spread faster moving up her sides and back leaving removing any hit of fat and making her waste move narrow and the front of her chest was left as smooth wood.

“Oh god, what is happening!’ she moaned out as pleasure erupted in her chest like something was building but had nowhere to go due to her minuscule breasts. She cupped her breasts feeling them start to fill up and stretch like a pair of water balloons. “Yes! Yes! Give me tits!” she moaned out as her breasts explode outwards becoming larger than her head and her nipples grew to the size of her hands and pushing her chest forward causing her to lean with it as it froze. Maple could only stare at her massive breasts pushed outward for all to see and admire. As she squeezed them her fingers were pushed out of their soft squishy surface as they hardened into mounds of solid wood. She felt something build up in them, something that wanted to get out. Her breasts and ass were full of something thick so full that there was nowhere for it to go. She felt like she was going to explode, her mind was so distracted by the overflowing pressure in her breasts and ass that she didn’t even realize her arms lift straight into the air as they were consumed by bark. As the bark moved up her hands they splintered and grew into dozens and dozens of branches reaching into the heavens, and shining red leaves grew on each branch. All Maple could do was moan from the feeling of her the assets she always dreamed off overflow with new subsidence turning her on further than anything she had experienced before. She wanted to cum and wanted her nipples to leak but they were just solid wood. The feeling became too overwhelming and she mentally climaxed throwing her head back and sticking out her tongue as her mind drew blank.

Once she regained consciousness she could still feel the overwhelming pressure that was constantly building in her breasts and ass. She tried to call out for someone to relieve her, but nothing came out of her mouth, no she couldn’t even move her mouth. Her face was smooth wood like her chest and behind, while her neck and sides of her head became bark, and a mane of thin branches with countless red leaves grew from her head replicating her hair. She was a maple tree just like the dozens of other girls in her row, and just like them she had impossibly massive breasts and ass and was stuck in a provocative pose shamelessly exposing her massive tits to the world. But she didn’t care she wanted someone to somehow relieve her. She sounds of boots caught her attention and she saw a familiar figure walking towards her with vines carrying buckets and tools behind her.

“Dear, you change quite a bit,” Miss Ivy laughed approaching Maple and admiring her new form. “I almost didn’t recognize you at first glance Maple. Well, I think that this is a pretty fitting fate for you Maple the maple tree.” she giggles. She approached the tree and her vines ran down her smooth wooden ass, breasts, and face, as she cooed, “You turned out quite a beauty, perfect for my garden. Your beautiful leaves and figure take my breath away.”

Maple took in every touch and every soft sweet word turning her on further. God, she wanted to cum, but she couldn’t. She was internally begging the woman to somehow make her cum. It was too much she wanted it all to come out.

“Hold still darling,” Ivy giggle knowing that Maple couldn’t move even an inch. “This will only tingle for a moment. A vine held up at tap to one of Maple’s breasts and another hammered it in. Each strike rattled her very core, sexually pounding her mind and entire being. The metal tap was hammered deep into her nipple as something sticky and sweet started to finally pour out of it. Maple cheered as part of her felt the sweet release she cried for. A sweet syrup crept from her breast slowly and down the tap and into a bucket. A vine dove into the steam picking up some then ventured into Ivy’s mouth causing her to coo. She said with a smile, “Perfect, your perfect my dear.” She hammered in another tap on her remaining breasts and a final one on her pussy. Maple got the figure she wanted and was slowly relieving herself from her ever-building climax. Ivy left and disappeared into the trees leaving the new maple tree in her eternal climax, mind melting under the pressure of her breasts and ass filling with thick sweet syrup faster than it could slowly creep out of her.

Sharon walked through the dark and damp forest of mushrooms picking mushrooms and working twice as hard as the other maids, due to her so-called friend Opal pining her work on Sharon. She trudged through the forest with a down look on her face as she picked more mushrooms. Her body ached and her eyes were heavy, but she still had plenty of work to do. She entered a clearing where she saw a mushroom the size of a human and the curves of one surrounded by dozens of normal-sized mushrooms.

Sharon crept towards the mushrooms her eyes fixed on the large. It reminded her of Miss. Ivy, as the mushroom looked too human with flawless pale skin, massive curves, a lack of arms, and an enhancing face. The only difference between it and the gardener was that the mushroom-shaped woman in front of her didn’t seem to be animate with its eyes closed with a peaceful resting expression on its face, as well as red spots across its body and a red cap with white spots, and strawberry blond hair cascading down it’s back. Sharon kept her eyes glued to the mushroom as she slowly approached the patch of mushrooms only taking her eyes off the human-sized one when she crouched to pick a mushroom off the ground. But before she could wrap her hands around its stalk the sound of someone angrily clearing their throat caused her to jump.

She turned around in a flash to face the entrance to the clearing and cried out, “Yes Opal!” She expected that a blond maid with twin tails would be standing in the clearing hands on her hips and face scrunched in a rage ready to berate her for the tiniest of mistakes. But she wasn’t there in fact no one was there she was alone.

Sharon felt a presence creep up behind her and loom over her shoulder. She froze on the spot as the looming figure spoke in an angry childish voice, “What were you trying to do to my children?” Sharon built up the nerve to turn around and was met with the face of the humanoid mushroom leaning over to her and staring at her with a fit of childish pouty anger. Sharon took a step back taking the mushroom woman in with fear. She leaned in as close as her stalk would let her and spoke to her again in a childish fit of rage, “Well what do you have to say for yourself, trying to hurt my children!?” Sharon took a step back again and saw the smaller mushrooms turn to face her each being humanoid and giving her either looks of anger or fear. “Mother told me that none of my children will ever get plucked! So what do you have to say for yourself?”

Sharon dropped her baggs spilling the countless mushrooms that she collected during the afternoon and bowed her head and cried out in desperation and fear she knew what could happen to her in these woods and tried to plead for forgiveness, “I-I’m s-sorry! I-I d-didn’t k-know! P-Please f-forgive m-me!”

The mushroom woman looked at her then leaned back to her normal position and looked down at the small mushroom women as if consulting them. She then looked back at Sharon who looked like she was about to jump out of her skin. She smiled at her and said, “Ok, my children and I forgive you. It’s not like you hurt any of them, all of the mushrooms you picked were just normal mushrooms. So no harm no foul.”

Sharon felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulders and bowed once more at the mushroom women, and apologized once again then dove to the ground scooping up the dropped mushrooms and hastily shoving them into her bags. She had to hurry so Opal wouldn’t see her like this and scold her again. She hated when people were disappointed in her but no matter what she did it was never enough or never right. No matter how hard she tried she would always mess everything up in the end or come short. The mushrooms watched her with a curious look on her face. She leaned in as close as she could and watched the panicked maid hastily scurry around the ground and cram as many mushrooms in the overstuffed bags as possible. She looked at her sad expression lips hung in a low frown and eyes about to burst into tears.

The mushroom girl spoke to the panic maid in a confused voice, “Why do you look so sad?”

“I need to collect all of these mushrooms or everyone will be mad at me!” she blurted out in words almost too fast to understand as she continued her work.

“But why?” the mushroom girl asked leaning over her. She frowned too as she watched the maid in confusion, “You don’t seem to be enjoying it?”

The mushroom’s comment only made Sharon work faster as she spoke again, “But it's my job, and if I don’t complete it then everyone will yell at me!”

The mushroom pouted and gave her a confused look that Sharon was too busy to notice. She exhaled and spoke up to the maid, “You don’t seem to be enjoying your job so why don’t I give you a new one?” Sharon dropped a mushroom from her hand and looked up at the mushroom woman with confusion, a new job what was she talking about? The mushroom giggle as she swayed back and forth, “Why don’t you become a mushroom like me!” Sharon looked at her in wide-eyed confusion, her becoming a mushroom. She mushroom girl winked at her and said in a carefree childish voice, “Come on it’s fun! All you need to do is stand around looking pretty. It can be so lonely with only my children as company. I want an adult to talk to!” Sharon turned her head back to the ground and resumed her work refusing to turn to the mushroom woman. The mushroom woman opened her eyes and looked at her frowning wondering what turned her away. She spoke up in a soft voice, “What's wrong? Did I say something?”

“I’m not pretty….” Sharon said under her breath as she slowly picked up mushroom after mushroom until she finished and got up and turned away from the mushroom woman, refusing to look back as she began to walk off.

“Not pretty?” the mushroom woman said dumbfounded trying to process the words that the maid said. She tilted her head and frowned, “But I think you are pretty?” Sharon stopped briefly but took another step away from the mushroom woman. The mushroom exhaled loudly and sighed, “You don’t seem happy, so why don’t you change things up?” Sharon glanced behind her at the mushroom woman and frowned. The mushroom woman smiled at her warmly, “If you want to continue being bossed around and being all sad about it then go ahead I can’t stop you.” She paused averting her eyes from the maid and blushing, she spoke once more her words shaky and unsteady, “But as a mushroom, you get to be free with no one telling you what to do. All you need to do is stand here being your pretty self and smiling as others bask in your beauty.”

Sharon turned around and dropped her bags causing their contents to spill across the forest floor. She blushed as she softly spoke, “Am I beautiful?” The mushroom smiled back and nodded. Sharon walked towards her slowly and asked, “How do I become like you?”

The mushroom girl shifted around nervously and weakly smiled, “All I need to do is kiss you… on the lips.”

Sharon blushed and turned away for a second, she was never attracted to girls before, but this mushroom girl was making her feel things that she never felt before. She turned back to face the mushroom and slowly nodded. The mushroom girl puckered her red lips and Sharon leaned in and embraced the mushroom’s lips with her own. She felt something enter her mouth and tickle her throat as it passed through, as assumed it was the mushroom’s spores entering her body, and as they started to change her from the inside. And her clothes shriveled into vines and fell away.

A warm tingle passed through her body causing her to shiver as it spread through every inch of her. Her feet felt strange as they unwove into roots and her legs melted together becoming a single mass. She nearly jumped when her thighs and behind fattened up to childbearing size. Her waist began to compress giving her a perfect hourglass figure. But the strangest change so far was her arms as they began to recede into her shoulders and folded into her breasts pumping them up three sizes. A perfect body, the perfect body she always dreamed of and it was now her’s. The only change to her face was her lips growing plumper matching her partner's luscious lips. A mushroom cap grew out of the top of her head finishing her transformation.

Sharon opened her eyes and was met with her new partner's smile. She looked at herself she was pale and covered in red spots with a red mushroom cap. She didn’t have a single regret as she smiled for what felt like the first time in years and dove onto her partner resting her head on the woman’s shoulder and breasts and closing her eyes, feeling a comfort that she never imagined was possible.

“You look happy.” the original mushroom girl giggles as she felt her new partner rest on her.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Sharon said with a peaceful smile on her face as she embraced her new lover. “She opened her eyes and looked straight into her eyes, “We never introduced ourselves,” she giggled. “I’m Sharon.”

The other girl looked down and kissed her on the forehead and said, “What a lovely name, I’m Red.”

“Red I like it,” Sharon cooed.

The two mushrooms embraced each other in the shade in their quiet place in the woods with their children to keep them company. It was like their own island where they didn’t have to worry about anything.

“That the fuck!”

Or so they thought.

The two opened their eyes and both had disappointed looks on their face as they saw Opal standing over the discarded bag with a face of pure rage. She looked back and forth at the bag on the ground and the mushroom girls leaning in each other lovingly.

“What the fuck are you doing Sharon!” she said stomping towards them. “You are supposed to be working not,” she seemed to be at a loss for words as she pointed at the two mushroom women. She then found her words and shouted, “Not whatever this is! How the hell are you supposed to do our work when you a gross mushroom!”

Sharon recoiled back at her words. “Was she gross?” she thought to herself. But Red gave her a gentle nudge and a warm smile. Her partner's gesture gave her a newfound confidence that she never thought she had before. She took a deep breath and shouted with anger that she never knew existed in her, “No! You get off your lazy ass and do something for a change!”

Opal took a step back shocked that the once timid woman she constantly pushed around was standing up for herself. Her anger grew, she couldn’t lose her power over Sharon, especially now that she was a gross mushroom. She got into her face and shouted, “Lazy? Me? Says that stupid gross mushroom who is sitting on her ass!”

“Hey, you have no right to call her gross or stupid!” Red spoke up not letting the maid disrespect her new lover, “Now leave us, it’s not like she would come back and do your work even if she could become human again.” Sharon rubbed her head against Red’s lovingly causing them both to blush.

Opal’s face burned bright red, she was losing and she knew it. She stomped her foot and shouted, “Well at least I’m not some slutty shroom! I bet the only reason why that bitch is getting all cozy with you is that she is a lazy slut just like you!” Opal close her eyes and turned her head and crossed her arms.

Both mushrooms were taken back, with Sharon seeing that Red took it more personally than she did despite her being the main target of the insult. The rage inside of her burned hotter and she spoke up. “Leave us, Opal, I’m not going to ask you again.”

Opal opened her eyes and flashed a wicked grin, “Or what?” she pulled out a pair of garden shears from her bag and snapped them at the two mushroom girls who stood their ground. “My job is to collect gross mushrooms and you two are gross mushrooms. So why not bring back the biggest slut shrooms I can find.”

She brought the shears to Red’s neck Sharon couldn’t do anything. Her body was perfect except for the lack of hands. She could only watch as Opal rested the blades around Red’s neck taunting the two of them.

Red cried on tears pouring from her eyes, “No you can’t, Miss Ivy forbids anyone from harming living plants!”

Opal shrugged and frowned, “Damn, well it’s too bad that I don’t get to bring home a trophy.” She shrugged and grinned, “I just won’t tell the other mushroom bitch, you think that she will care about two stupid shrooms getting the axe?”

Red tried to pull back but it was no use she couldn’t do anything, “Please I don’t want to die…” she cried.

Sharon watched in horror she couldn’t do anything but watch as the woman who tormented her for a year and used her as her servant was about to kill the woman she fell in love with. She felt something other than rage build up inside of her. She felt like she was going to gag, she tried to hold it in her throat but it came out anyways. A yellowish mist sprayed out from her mouth and Opal was bathed in the substance causing her to drop the shears and back away swatting at the air trying to escape the cloud. Red looked at Sharon with eyes of pure joy and the two turned to look at their attacker.

“What did you do to me?” Opal cried out between coughing fits.

Red looked down at her with a smug look, and laughed, “Sharon spored you!”

“I did what to her?” Sharon asked in a confused and panicked voice.

“Just like how I used my spores to turn you into a mushroom, you are turning her into one as well,” Red explained. “I would have done it myself but I was embarrassingly all out of spores after our kiss.”

“What the hell I don’t want to be a stupid gross mushroom like you freaks!” Opal screamed in terror as her body started to tingle and her clothing grew loose on her.

“Don’t worry, you won’t be like us,” Red winked and then looked down at a cluster of mushrooms around her, “You are going to become one of our children.”

“Children?” Opal shouted, “Like hell I am!” Before she could speak again her height dropped down by a head causing her to scream in horror. She looked at her once form-fitting outfit now becoming baggy and her arms getting lost in her sleeves. Before she could protest she shrunk once more. The mushrooms watched as the woman shrank away as her clothing consumed her and her voice got smaller and smaller into there was nothing. No movements came from the pile of clothes and the mushrooms stared at it.

“Is she ok?” Sharon asked, slightly concerned for Opal. She wanted to save her new partner but didn’t want to kill the woman.

“Oh she just got lost in her clothing,” a voice laughed from behind the pair. The two turned around to see Miss. Ivy strutted towards them. Red eagerly greeted her and Sharon gave a more nervous greeting. “What a lovely mushroom you have become my dear,” Ivy said stroking Sharon’s face with a vine. She walked over to the pile of clothing and looked down at it. “This is why I made your uniforms discard themselves when you transform as it could get a little messy or oversized in her case. Unlike the rest of the garden’s magic, your spores are a more biological transformation, if the receiver doesn’t accept them as their new self then things like clothing don’t change with them.” One of the vines touched the vines causing the clothing to unravel itself turning into strands of vines and scurrying away leaving a small mushroom girl with a blue cap and blue spots all over her body in its wake. The mushroom frantically looked around as if trying to find something to turn her back. She then looked up at Ivy and moved as if she was pleading with her. Ivy smiled and patted her on her cap, “Sorry dear, but there is nothing that I can do for you. And I do find this to be quite a fitting fate for you, especially as you tried to kill one of my dear children.”

She turned and waved goodbye to Opal who was still trying to plead with her. The mushroom women around her nudged her with their bodies playfully. She tried to fight them off the best she could but it only made them more playful. She tried to fight her faith but there was nothing she could do.

“I’m sorry Miss. Ivy,” apologized Sharon, “I wasn’t able to finish my job and Opal won’t be able to either thanks to me.”

“What are you apologizing for my dear child?” Ivy laughed as she walked back into the woods. “You found an even more important job in my garden. Being a part of its beauty, and I’m glad that you will be around to keep Red company she does get quite lonely.” She took a quick glance back at Opal who was still fighting off her new playmates and smirked, “And don’t worry about her I was planning to add her to the garden anyways.” She turned to them and wish them farewell and shrunk into the ground.

Red turned to Sharon and smiled, “So why don’t you tell me everything about you?”

Sharon blushed and responded, “If you insist.”

Miss. Ivy grew from the ground in front of her small cottage. She had a perky smile on her face as she reminisced about the new additions to the garden. A vine opened the door for her and she entered her house. Every wall, every table, and even the ceiling had plants adorning them all once female and all very much animate. They waved their owner greetings as her vines watered them and cared for them as she walked through the small and cozy cottage. Taking a seat at a desk a pair of vines took out a clipboard with a picture of each of the maids. Her smile grew wider as an X was crossed through those who already joined her collection. A vine took the clipboard away and put a large book that was decades old. The vines turned the pages landing on the sections of the garden where each maid was transformed. On each page, there were hundreds of pictures of plants all humanoid and a name and location next to each one. One by one the newest members of her collection were added to the book causing the text and images to shift and morph making space and adding pages for her newest plants.

Once she was finished the book was closed and she leaned back in her chair with a satisfied look on her face and closed her eyes envisioning what the other will become leaving no maid spared from her desires of adding them to her garden. The ringing of a phone tore her away from her fantasies. A vine brought a vintage phone to her and another picked it up and raised it to her ear.

“How is our special project going my dear?” an elegant and refined voice danced from the phone’s speaker and into the mushroom woman’s ears causing her simile to grow.

“Mistress Morgan everything is going according to plan,” she said with a confided voice. The two of them have spent months carefully calculating everything out to a tee. “Better yet I am ahead of schedule, I just need to find the finishing touches.”

“You never cease to amaze me Ivy,” the Mistress's voice chuckled pleased and losing some of its refinement as her excitement slipped. “I hope some of the maids I sent your way could assist you in finding the finishing touches?” The Mistress’s voice became slightly more serious but not to the point of being strict, “I hope that you aren’t planning to add every maid I sent to your way to our garden.”

Ivy laughed as she looked at the clipboard with the pictures and names of the maids on it. “Sorry, but no promises. I already had a few good ones join the garden, trust me you will love them!”

The Mistress laughed back, “Fine, but focus on the project, I want to unveil it at my upcoming ball.”

“Will do Mistress. I will create the most beautiful garden this and every other world has seen,” Ivy responded singing her own deserved praise.

“I know you will my dear,” the Mistress said in a calm and motherly voice as she hung up the phone.

Ivy was filled with newfound energy not wanting to fail her Mistress she smiled as she was shown the clipboard. She looked at three maids in particular and smiled, “The three of you will become my masterpieces.”