(Various Plant TF)

“Daisy!” Dew the final maid in the flower field called out as she passed by a field of daisies after finishing her work. Unknown to her the girl she was calling for was one of them happily playing with her fellow daisies. “Lilac!” she called out for another one of her co-works as she passed by a pair of Lilac bushes. She continued searching for the other maids, it had gotten pretty late and they surely they had finished by now. She briefly thought about them being transformed, Daisy was sure it was inevitable but Lilac and Lily were. Dew figured that they wouldn’t become plants or something in the garden so easily.

“Ugh, seriously where are those girls?” she asked herself as she passed down the rows of flowers until she made her way into a statue garden in the middle of construction. “Hey, Lily are you around?” she shouted out hoping that someone would respond. She keep searching until she a statue caught her eye.

Dew looked down at the statue of her fellow maid from top to bottom. She almost didn’t recognize the woman as the only thing that remained familiar with the tomboyish maid was Lily’s fierce-looking face, but even then that was a bit of a stretch as she looked more inviting than Lily ever easy. And her breasts and butt were impressive before but now they were gigantic, and Drew could never imagen Lily wearing a dress like that.

Dew playfully laughed at the thought of Lily’s dance of flame in motion with her goddess form inviting others to partake in the dance alongside her, which was in stark contrast to her less-than-pleasant demeanor. Dew approached the statue and gave her massive breasts a poke as she giggled, “Looks like the manor got you.” she ran her finger over the statue's cheek and smiled, “But I think that I like you better this way, your a lot less noisy and more elegant.”

“You're looking at the wrong girl,” a voice called out to Dew causing her to jump and turn around in an instant face bright red from the embarrassment of being caught playing with the statue of her fellow maid. Standing behind her bursting out in laughter from Dew’s ration was Ivy. Ivy saw Dew’s confused and embarrassed expression and pointed to the flowers growing on the statue and said, “Our dear Lily is the lilies covering the statute of her.”

Dew turned and looked at the flowers covering the statue. She didn’t take much mind of them when she first saw the statue as they blended into its form enhancing the beauty rather than being the focus. But now that the gardener pointed them out there was a strange feeling she got looking at them as if they were more alive than regular plants. But her eyes drifted back to the face of Lily and her bust. She turned back to Ivy and questioned her, “Then where did the statue come from?”

“Oh some other girl, I don’t know. The sculptor who made her is very eccentric and does things her own way, even if it makes less sense and is less convenient.” Ivy said approaching Dew and walking her down the path, “But enough about dear Lily and her new marble twin, let us talk about you.”

“About me?” Dew said skulling back and face glowing red. “What about me?”

“I’m just wondering what to do with you?” Ivy shrugged with her vines, “That's all.”

“What to do with me…” Dew words slowly crept out as she put together what Ivy was meaning. “But…”

“You see I have a bit of a problem where I can’t let only a single maid be spared from my collection,” Ivy said interrupting Dew, “Your other co-works all joined my collection, and well you can figure out the rest.”

Dew took a step back and looked around trying to find a way out. Words sputtered from her lips as she panicked, “W-what happen to the others!?”

“Daisy is well just another daisy among a field of countless other daisies I would show you but you can imagen how hard it is to pick a single flower out from an entire field. And Lilac is that lilac bush over there.” she pointed to a lilac bush in a sitting area with the perverted fountain, Dew didn’t notice at first but she saw the cavings of Lilac nude and in provocative poses across the pot. “She was such a dear helping out one of the mistress’ guests and became a lilac bush to match her.”

“What are you going to do with me!” Dew said backing away even further closing her eyes and shaking her head. She bumped into something and opened her eyes to see Ivy popping up from the ground behind her.

“Oh nothing unless you want me to,” she sighed, “You did your work and saw it through to the end avoiding my temptations unlike most of the other maids. So, as a reward, the choice is up to you.” A curious look crossed Ivy’s face as she looked at Dew, “But what would I do with you?”

“The choice is mine?” Dew meekly asked.

“I hope you make up your mind before I get impatient and make it for you,” Ivy disappointedly sighed.

Something welled up inside of Dew like a massive rock was stuck in her throat. She never considered what would happen if she transformed. It made her question what she wanted. Sure she liked being human, but what would it be like as a plant, maybe a slug, or a statue like the girl who became a copy of Lily? These thoughts circled in her head, she couldn’t ignore them no matter how hard she tried. The thought of being part of the garden fascinated her, she wondered what it would be like living as a helpless plant at the care of another.

She blushed as she looked down at the dirt she wandered into, held her arms behind her, and shily rocked back and forth. She couldn’t look the garden in her eyes and her mouth moved on its own softly saying, “You know I wouldn’t mind for your sake….”

“Oh,” Ivy turned with a wide smile and leaned over the girl, “I wasn’t expecting this. But since you want to be a part of my garden I will let you choose what you want to be, make sure it’s special there is no going back, dear.”

The permeance of her choice didn’t cross Dew as she agree to the gardener’s request. She was already in too deep to back out, she had to make her next words count as they would be stuck with her forever. She looked down at the dirty as words slowly and softly crept from her mouth, “A flower would be nice….”

“Perfect! I think I have the perfect place for you!” Ivy said with glee already concocting countless ideas of what type of flower, color, pot, and where to put the newest member in her collection. She stopped for a second and turned to her soon-to-be newest addition, “Any requests?”

“Nothing in particular,” Dew smiled looking up at Ivy. She already mentally talked herself into her change. She was going to be a flower and there was no going back so why not look forward to it? She spoke again, “Just make me beautiful.”

Ivy's grin widened as if an idea lit up in her head. She strutted her way in front of Dew and one of her vines caressed the maid's cheek and others assaulted her clothing. Dew blush grew as the vines slowly and sensually undid each button of her shirt. They removed the straps of her overalls down her arms. Vines held her up as more took off her boots and slid off her pants. Placing her on the ground they removed her shirt leaving her nude as their outfit didn’t purposely didn’t include underwear. They held her up in place unable to do anything but squirm

“W-what are you doing?” Dew moaned as vines violated her body.

Ivy watched and smiled as vines enter her mouth, pussy, and anus. Vines wrapped around her breasts playing with her nipples as well. Ivy’s vines stimulated Dew who gave in to her gardener’s whims, she was going to be a flower after all under the complete and utter care of someone else. She embraced the sexual stimulation from all fronts as the vines plunged deep into her orifices filling them. Dew was in heaven as she watched her gardener violate her. Ivy approached her and waved her hand causing the vine lodged inside Dew’s mouth to slowly slider out of it leaving a trail of drool trailing from the vine as it passed out of her lips.

“Now dear, do you want to be mine?” she cooed into Dew’s ear, “Forever?” she added nibbling on her ear. Dew couldn’t form any words due to the vines lodged deep in her mouth so she just nodded. “Good,” Ivy whispered.

Dew cried out moaning as the vine in her pussy quickly retracted itself spilling her juices onto the soil. Another larger vine tipped with a flower bud shoved itself into her empty hole. It was much larger than the other vine or anything that ever explored her cavern. Her stomach visibly bulged from the vine creeping into her womb making her look pregnant on the verge of bursting. She tried to speak but Ivy locked lips with Dew silencing her and reassuring her, as the flower bloomed in her womb. Sap poured into her womb filling it to its brim. Dew moaned as she was filled. Ivy finished their embrace as Dew’s head recoiled back as she cried out in lust. The vines were pulled from her holes and she was lowered to the ground where she fell to her knees panting from the pleasure. A mixture of her juices and light blue sap leaked from her pussy and into the ground.

“Now you are one of my special children, my dear Dew,” Ivy said looking down at the woman as a vine ran through Dew’s hair. “Now stand for me my beautiful flower.”

Dew did as her gardener told and struggled to her feet her now bulging belly gave her trouble due to its new weight. But she stood tall for her gardener like a good flower should. She felt her feet unravel, she couldn’t see what was happening due to her belly but she could tell that she would no longer be able to walk. Her new roots dug themself deep into the ground. Her legs shifted to rich green and fused into her stalk. Her emerald green rear and hips inflated to child-baring proportions. And her still dripping pussy plumped up and turned a light blue. Light blue petals grew around her waist and formed a puffy dress of petals that reached the ground and parted in the center so the dripping of her pussy was on display. Her belly turned a lighter shade of green which spread up her body. Once it reached her breasts they grew out doubling their size. Her nipples split apart becoming stamens and growing out. Her areola quickly followed suit spreading out into five petals with blue on the outside and white in the center, creating flowers on her breasts. Her arms became the same green as her lower body and thin out and grew wider becoming leaves. The light green counited up her head painting her luscious lips a shade of light blue and her eyes became baby blue. Her hair melted together each stand melting into petals matching the flowers on her breasts mimicking her hairstyle. And finally, petals grew from her head like a sun hat giving her the true flower look.

Dew looked at her new form. She was perfect, with her big assets and even bigger belly with a constantly leaking pussy. Despite her immobile form, she felt freer than she ever felt as a human. All of the weight of responsibility was lifted from her. She was just a plant meant to be taken care of and admired, she no longer had to worry about work and picking up the slack of other maids. As she was now what an object to admire and be taken cared for.

“Thank you, Mother,” her soft and sensual words flew off her lips as she smiled.

“Don’t mention it dear,” Ivy said with a smile, “You are just what I was looking for.”

“If you don’t mind, might I ask you what you were looking for in me?” Dew said cradling her belly. “This was not quite what I was expecting, not that there is anything wrong with my new form mother.”

Ivy gave Dew’s belly a poke causing it to jiggle, as she giggled, “Oh that, just having a bit of fun. I don’t want any old flowers in Mistress’ new garden.” she closed in on Dew and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “Only the best.”. Ivy turned away and looked at Dew over her stumps of shoulders. “But I do recommend encouraging the guests to sample your juices, there is a reason why you are filled with them.”

“W-what will happen?” Dew asked looking at the pool of light blue sticky liquid slowly soaking into the ground.

“It’s a surprise, my child,” Ivy winked as she turned away and laughed, “Well I better find your remaining co-workers. Don’t get too comfortable in this spot, tomorrow you are going to be moved into the new garden.”

Dew bowed and softly smiled as her gardener vanished into the ground. This was her life now. She was nothing more than a beautiful special flower created to appease the Mistress. But she did wonder what will happen when someone drinks her sap.

Violet walked down the rows of blueberry bushes plucking the berries and dropping them in her nearly empty basket. Despite working for most of the day on the blueberry field Violet had little to show for it. The mouth-stained blue from the sweet juices made it clear why. After she picked each bush her hand would quest into the basket transferring the berries from the basket into her sausage-like mits and dropping them into a gaping maw. She hummed as she strolled picking and consuming the berries.

“These juicy blueberries might just be enough to make this work out here worth my time,” she sang to herself as she chowed down on another handful. “I’m lucky that I didn’t get stuck with the other girl’s jobs, nothing is better than easy work and a snack!”

She licked her fingers clean of the violet juices but they remained just as violet despite her intense licking. She tilted her head staring at her stained fingers. She noticed not only her fingers were a deep shade of violet but her entire hand was turning violet. She dropped the basket causing her work and snacks to spill across the ground. She stared at both of her plump hands screaming once she saw their violet color and were notably puffier.

Now that she thought about it her outfit clung to her plump body tighter than before. Before the tightness of the outfit was noticeable but the shirt and overalls weren’t squeezing her like they were now. She looked down at her belly like always it was visible beyond her boulders of fatty breasts due to her layers of fat it stuck out. She knew what her body looked like and took pride in her weight, and that made it even more obvious that something was wrong with her. Her belly was pushed out twice as far and her breasts were larger and softer.

“Damnit!” she cried as rested on her belly watching it raise as it slowly grew. “No this can’t be happening to me!” she whined stomping the ground like an upset child. “Why couldn’t this happen to any of the other stupid maids?”

Her growth started to accelerate. Her butt and breasts kept growing at a rapid pace, but nowhere as near as fast as her belly. She groaned as her clothing became unbearably tight. The buttons on her shirt blasted free causing her violet sacks of flesh to jiggle in view. Her overalls were the next to suffer splitting down her butt crack first causing the pair of violet cheeks to push through the tears like rising bread. The denim split down her thighs letting her violet flesh breathe. And lastly, her belly tore away the front of her overalls from its massive strain causing them to slosh freely.

Violet screamed as she witness her plumper body. Her breasts and butt were triple their already previously large size and to make it worse they were still growing. Her belly took up most of her body making it hard to stand due to its weight. And each one was a deep violet and the color was spreading up her pale skin. Each movement caused her engorged belly and assets to slosh around like they were full of liquid. And it didn’t take Violet long to find out why as juices began to leak from her nipples and vagina.

She moaned as she filled up more with juice and the violet color replaced her natural fleshy tone. Her body kept expanding causing her to fall to the ground too heavy and full of juice to lift turning her immobile. She cried out for help to save her from her fate as the violet color crept up her face and turned her air a darker blue once it reached it.

“Oh, dear?” a voice exclaimed from out of her view, but she knew it was the gardener. “Looks like someone couldn’t keep their greedy little hands in check.” Ivy laughed as she walked around the boulder of a girl helplessly flailing her arms and kicking her trapped legs.

“Please help me!” Violet cried spitting up juice in the process. Ivy walked around her once more time getting a good look at her still-growing body and noticing her arms and legs sinking into her fat as she grew larger and rounder. Violet's breast and butt seem to be as large as her belly giving her a completely round shape besides her limbs.

Ivy stopped in front of the round violet woman and looked at her with a frown as she spoke concerningly, “Could you tell me how many blueberries you ate, dear?”

“I don’t know a couple!” Violet shouted as her body continued to grow.

“Lying won’t help you dear,” Ivy sighed as a vine poked at Violet’s belly sinking into her juicy blob of fat. Ivy began to frown again as she continued, “Well I don’t think that anything will be much of help with your current situation. It’s such as shame you had such potential, only to end up as a giant blueberry.”

“What do you mean you can’t help me.” Violet cried in rage flailing her useless arms that had sunk up to their elbows and her neck was sinking as well.

“Well you see blueberries are weird when it comes to magic,” Ivy explained with a less-than-confined tone and mannerisms which was unusual for her. “They are the greatest mystery of magic botany, strangely they absorb and redistribute magic stronger than any other traditional nonenhanced plant. When they were first introduced to the manor a single untreated berry would…” Ivy looked at Violet trying to find the politest way to put it, “Would be in the same predicament as you are, dear. You see despite my best efforts blueberries are strangely hard to stabilize.” She picked a berry and ate it and then licked its juice from her lips then continued. “Well a handful won’t have any lasting effects, it is quite a miracle that I managed to stabilize them this far. But the more you consume while they are in your system the more notable the effects are. After a couple dozen your belly, butt, and respective genitals turn blue and fill with juice causing them to swell. After about a hundred or so your body starts to swell and round out a bit while turning blue or a shade of purple, but is generally nothing to worry about. And the duration of the effects depends on the amount consumed….”

“Yeah, that’s great and all but can’t you do something about this?!” Violet shouted over the woman, as she grew to the size of a large car. “I don’t want to be a stupid blueberry!”

Ivy rolled her eyes and cleared her throat before continuing, “As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. If the person consumes a large enough amount the magic from the blueberries mixes with their magical DNA, and well how do I put this? Basically, the human part of you gets rewritten to that of a blueberry. Normally, you turn into a cute blueberry girl retaining most human functions but require consistency juicing to retain your size.”

“What the fuck!” Violet screamed as kept growing to the point that all that remained of her arms were her hands, and her feet weren’t visible. “I don’t want to be some giant blueberry chick!”

Ivy cleared her throat once again and glared at the blueberry girl before continuing, “Well lucky for you my dear. You aren’t going to be a blueberry girl, just a giant blueberry.” she prodded at the transforming girl who only quivered upon hearing her fate, “You consumed so many untreated magical blueberries that your magical DNA as been completely overwritten by that of a normal blueberry. So give or take five minutes you will be nothing but a blueberry that can think and feel.”

“What? No, no, no!” Please! I don’t want to be a blueberry!” Violet cried and sputtered as juice flung from her lips, “Turn me back! I want to be human!” Violet's hands sank into her round body and with a pop, her breasts and butt merged with it well creating a perfect circle beside the top of a head sticking out and her nipples and vagina remaining.

Ivy flashed a mischievous smile as vines wrapped around Violet, “Don’t worry dear, I won’t let you become a blueberry.”

“You will turn me human?” Violet cried blue tears as her head sank further and she completed her growth and ended with her being the size of a small house.

“Sorry, my dear that is a no can do,” Ivy chuckled as her vines rolled Violet onto her back with her pussy gushing with juice staring the mushroom woman down, “The most animate transformations I can do is plants. Never needed to make anything more animate, the most I can do with a person that doesn’t turn them into a plant or inanimate object is body modifications. But you dear are far too gone to have a use for that.” Violet tries to protest but her head was consumed by her body. “Normally I wouldn’t protest another blueberry being sent to the kitchen. But I’ve had such an exciting day watching you girls become part of my garden I can’t pass you having fun with you.” A vine reached into Violet's pussy crawling deep into her blueberry insides.

“Ah, there you are my dear!” the garden exclaimed as she grabbed something from inside of Violet. Violet felt a sharp tug and her sense of self was moved out of a damp tunnel. She felt the heat of the sun as left her body. “Now sit still for a second this will only take a second dear.”

Violet could not see what was happening, but her body or her old body she couldn’t tell as it was no longer a part of her was chaining. The flesh of the blueberry that was a woman a few minutes ago began to compress drastically changing size till it was only up to the gardener's knees. The blueberry rolled so its pussy faced up. It explained stretching into a large gaping hole that took up most of the top of her sphere. The bottom flattened out so it could not roll around. The flesh of the berry change into a white ceramic with violet depictions of Violet along the side of it posing spread out with her massive belly and breasts on display. The juices and innards of the fruit turned to soil. The massive blueberry was now just a quaint ceramic pot.

Ivy’s vines dug Violet or what remained of her into the soil. She felt herself breaking apart and explaining, just realizing that she was a seed. She grew out from the soil as a simple stalk. She kept growing and growing with her stalk branching off in every direction. Leaves began to grow on her and flowers followed and those turned into breast-shaped blueberries. Violet internally groaned. Sure she wasn’t a blueberry, but a blueberry bush wasn’t much better.

Ivy stepped back and admired her work as Violet finished growing. Ivy couldn’t help but laugh at the shape the bush grew into. It was the shape of Violet. But the massive fattened version that she encountered. She knew that her Mistress was going to love her new bush just as much as she did. “Well, I’m quite satisfied my dear. You are going to make a fun little attraction in the new garden” Ivy chuckled, “But I should probably have you inspected so we don’t have any incidents.”

The motherly maid Indigo walked through the dark mushroom forest carrying a bag full of fleshly picked mushrooms while humming a pleasant tune. She just finished her quota and was ready to rest after a long day of hard work. She wondered about the other maids as the forest was awfully quiet. She wondered if they were turned into mushrooms. The thought of her fellow maids turning into fungi caused Indigo to blush.

Indigo was one of the oldest maids in the manor and had seen plenty of transformations. Something about watching the maids squirm, panic, or embrace their fates turned her on, and that was secretly the reason why she came to work at the manor. Watching her fellow maids and even giving a few the push was worth the risk of transforming. Ironically she never desired that fate upon herself, which was presumably the reason why she was still human.

After a bit more walking with the only noises being her humming and the sound of wind she stopped and looked around. She called out to her fellow maids, “Sharon! Opal! Belladonna! Noir! Anyone one? Are you still out there?” she waited for a response but was met with silence. She put her hands on her motherly hips and frowned, “Drat, I was hoping I could see one of their transformations.” A perverted and twisted smile crept onto her face, “Maybe I could stick around a bit longer and find them.”

“I can do you one better, dear….” The voice of Ivy echoed behind her.

Indigo quickly turned around nearly spilling her collection of mushrooms as she turned to face the mushroom woman. “Miss. Ivy, I didn’t know you were there!” she quickly blurted out avoiding eye contact as her face began to turn red. The fact that the Gardener was there was enough evidence for Indigo to conclude that the others were now part of the garden and she was the sole survivor of her group.

“So what do you say, dear? “ Ivy softly spoke approaching Indigo looming over her. “Want to join my very special garden?”

Indigo looked at her feet avoiding eye contact even further as her blush deepened. She silently spoke up, “I’m sorry I don’t want to transform….” Part of her wanted to indulge in the Gardner's offer but the thought of all the transformations she would have to give up witnessing was enough to clear her mind.

“A tuff one. I always have someone like you, dear.” Ivy sighed as walked around Indigo looking her down undressing her and her plump body in her mind and twisting and morphing it into all kinds of plant-like forms and a smile crept on her face as she did. She stood in front of Indigo and smiled, “Well dear, it seems that I have a bit of a predicament and you are the only person that can help me. You see the Mistress is creating a new garden for the manor, something special for the guests to admire or get lost in during her balls. The problem is that well I need one more special plant for her garden, and you see I’m out of material.”

“O-out of material?” Indigo sighed thinking about the fates of each girl as they were pervertedly twisted from flesh and blood into a plant.

“Yes, it is such as shame…” Ivy sighed as she continued. “All of you fellow maids either fell for the temptations of the garden or have special plans for, dear,” she said the last part licking her lips. “So I hope you can understand my situation, I need one final plant, but I have no one but you to fulfill the role.”

“But, but, but,” Indigo started to stammer as Ivy grew closer nearly crushing Indigo’s plump breasts with her massive ones.

“You see I can’t bare to let a single maid escape my garden when all of her fellow maids became my children.” Ivy’s voice grew softer and more delicate but at the same time commanded more weight with each word as she spoke. “Call me a perfectionist but it will trouble me till the end of time if even a single maid isn’t counted for, while the rest are.” Indigo’s crotch grew wet from the thoughts of the other maids causing her to blush. Ivy could sense Indigo’s perversion, she struck a cord and wasn’t going to let it loosen. She smiled as she spoke, “As the final maid outside of my special bunch I will give you one special gift if you agree.”

“A special gift?” Indigo gasped. The possibilities of what this gift could be spun through Indigo’s head and perverted thoughts overloaded her. “W-what is the special gift?” she mumbled trying her best not to sound interested.

“Well, it is quite simple, dear.” Ivy laughed knowing that she caught the final maid in her trap. “Well, each one of my special plants has a gimmick especially the ones of Mistress’s new garden. You could say that she wanted a transformative experience for her guests.” Indigo face turned bright red, she was trapped in the Gardener’s words and the Gardener was searching for the kill. “So as a special reward for the lucky maid you survived her shift, well I figure that they should get to choose their gimmick. Doesn’t it sound fair, dear?”

“S-so I-I c-can c-chose w-wait I-I w-want t-to t-turn p-people into?” Indigo’s mind was racing so fast that she could barely form words. The idea of being the one to transform people and watching them twist to her whims was something she always thought would be a dream, but no she was words away from turning her fantasy into a reality.

“Yes, anything as long as you become one of my dear children,” Ivy cooed closing in on Indigo’s. Ivy’s vines reloving the straps of Indigo’s suspenders causing the maid to blush harder as she let the vines remove each piece of clothing slowly and intimately.

Indigo closed her eyes and she beamed bright red and wrapped her arms around herself. The possibilities flooded her mind with countless lewd fantasies, each one more tempting than the last. Indigo never imaged transforming and never imagined her new form letting her spread her desires onto others letting her be the one to change them. It was almost too much to bare, how could she choose just one thing to change people into? Her eyelids tightened as she began to widely smile as she came to her decision.

Ivy sensing this spoke up, “Now, dear keep that idea close to your heart and to yourself.” She giggles, “I want to be surprised.” Indigo nodded. Ivy began to speak again, “Now brace yourself, my child, let's begin.”

Indigo puckered her lips and Ivy embraced hers. The two were interlocked in deep pleasure as they made out. Indigo felt something thick and slimy pass through Ivy’s lips and down her throat. The substance began to make its way through her body sending tingles throughout it and causing Indigo to shiver. She always wondered what it felt like to lose your humanity and become something else, years of watching others transform gave her a clue but she never imagined that it felt as good as it did. Her body felt like it was burning with passion and desire, every part of her left soft and light as the substance flowed through her rewriting her very being and causing every part of her to warm and pleasant.

Ivy parted her lips smiling and winking at Indigo. Indigo coyly smiles as the sensations flowing in her body started to dull. Her body was starting to change and she could feel it. She began to feel heavy, heavier than her body with fattened curves normally. Indigo has always had a motherly body with large waists and hips but they felt heavier. She clutched her thighs her fingers sinking into her flesh, and they kept sinking deeper and deeper. Her thighs were growing, but Indigo quickly realized that it wasn’t just her thighs her butt, breasts, and her belly were also growing. She cooed as she rubbed her assets as they grew fat losing their perkiness for flab making her look older and out of shape. Her hips kept growing till they were twice as wide as her body with her butt growing to match. Her breasts grew to the point they were larger than her head. Her belly grew large enough that it was poking out and was nice and snug under her massive breasts. Indigo’s weight gain didn’t stop as her arms were quickly fattened out and her head followed rounding her cheeks out with fat and pumping her lips up as well.

“Well, I wasn’t expecting you to turn out like this dear?” Ivy said looking over Indigo’s rounder form and giving her breasts a poke causing them to jiggle.

“Everyone always said I had a motherly figure,” she said with a wink and jiggle her fattened assets. She then groaned. “What is this feeling?”

“Well my plump child,” Ivy said giving her another once over, “You aren’t done yet not even close.”

Indigo’s hand tried to reach her crotch as the fire sparked in her body again this time brighter burning with a more enticing feeling of passion. But her puggy fingers didn’t come close as her mountains of thighs and belly were too big for them to reach into causing her to play with her fatty breasts instead. She moaned as an indigo liquid leaked from her vagina. Her feet sank into the ground turning into roots. Her legs started to turn a pale blue, and as the new color spread up them they merged into a single stalk. Before she could realize it Indigo’s legs were no more but now just a thick stalk. Just below her belly gills in a deeper shade of blue spread downwards taking the shape of a thick frilly gown that nearly reach the ground looking like something a queen would wear to a fancy ball. The gills spread up her belly trying to contain it the best they could but doing very little in hiding her large gut, and they ended right below her breasts. The pale blue color spread through her body as it reached her head her lips were painted a deep blue, and her hair broke free of its bun flowing down her now longer and thicker. A blue mushroom cap grew from the top of her head and rolled slightly inwards around the edges. With a loud gasp, Indigo clenched her breasts covering her erect nipples. Her breasts sloshed as she clutched them and they sagged as they grew heavier. With a clamorous howl, she freed her breasts, and shiny, creamy, indigo milk spewed forth.

Indigo as she watched the steam of indigo milk flow from her blue breasts and down the gown and pool around her. All she could do was pant and moan as her mind was still processing her changes. Indigo felt as if she was in heaven as her breasts were filled with the sweet pleasure of constant lactation.

“You turned out magnificent, dear,” Ivy said as one of her vines ran into the steam of indigo milk and she looked at the sleek and shiny substance that was much like milk in some ways and like latex in others. She chucked to herself, she imagined that someone as secretly perverted as the motherly Indigo would have come up with something interesting, but lactating latex milk. Ivy couldn’t wait to see what her perverted dream would do to her unsuspecting victims. Her gaze shifted back to Indigo who was still playing with her fat breasts. Ivy coyly smiled and waved, “I will leave you to yourself, dear. But I will be back for you later.”

Indigo barely noticed as Ivy sank into the ground.

Silver, Ebony, Roan, Rosetta, and Sakura all approached the greenhouse slowly. They all looked at the massive building spotting countless silhouettes of plants inside of it.

“Well, we are here,” Rosetta said putting her hands on her hips. “And no mushroom woman in sight.” She smiled to herself as she continued, “I guess we finished early even without Willow.”

“Want to wait inside,” Roan said taking steps towards the greenhouse. “We wanted us to meet her here so I doubt she will mind if we wait inside, and maybe take a peep at some of the plants.”

“Are you sure that it’s safe?” Silver quietly said.

“Eh, it’s fine,” Roan said reaching to the door and brushing off the other’s concerns.

“I’m in,” Ebony snickered as she walked towards the door. “I kinda want to see what kind of kinky stuff goes on in there.” Sakura stepped forward and join the other two. Ebony elbowed her in the side causing her to flinch. “See even Sakura is interested.”

Rosetta walked forwards and turned her head away from the others, “Fine I guess I will go too, just to make sure you don’t cause any trouble for Miss. Ivy.” she pointed at Ebony, “Mainly you.”

“You know shouldn’t we wait!” Silver mumbled, “I don’t want Miss. Ivy to get mad at us for trespassing!”

“Now why would I be mad dear?” Ivy’s voice came from behind Silver. Silver quickly turned around and saw Ivy standing over her licking her lips. She looked at Silver who stood frozen in place and at the other four maids who were also frozen in fear. She laughed and walked towards the door to the greenhouse and a vine ushered Silver with her. “Now why would I be mad, dear? I invited you to my special greenhouse” She walked past the maids and her vines flung open the door. She stood in front of the door smiling at the maids. “Welcome to where the magic happens.”