Purple by t-roessler

T. Roessler

Hannah sat on a chair behind the podium, feeling small and scared in front of the room full of angry colonists. Chad, her brother, stood at the podium waving his hands in the air, red-faced as he loudly made his point to the crowd.

The room was full, the entire colony had shown up to the town meeting. And they were discussing Hannah. She bit a fingernail and stared at the floor. She heard giggling from the front row and dared to glance that way. A barefooted dirty face little girl and her blonde pigtailed friend snickered from behind their hands and pointed her way. Hannah blushed and quickly looked down and studied her boots.

Chad roared at the crowd, Hannah jumped. “Look at what it’s done to my sweet sister here, just look!”

Every eye in the room turned towards Hannah. Oh, god, I want to crawl in a hole and die! She looked up a the faces and saw the mixed emotions. Fear, curiosity, mirth, pity. Hannah managed a small smile at the gawking crowd before she went back to looking at her boots. The Compound’s Chaplain, Reverend Brown, put his hand on hers and patted it. “There, there, Hannah.” He murmured. She had to keep herself from pulling her hand away violently. She didn’t want pity, she just wanted to be left alone.

“She was raped!” Chad shouted, his eyes bulging out at the crowd. Hannah hoped he wouldn’t have an aneurysm. “Justice must be served, we have to kill these Monsters before they hurt any other woman in the colony!”

The crowd roared in response, seeming to grow bigger, and meaner.

Raped? Hannah thought. Was it rape? She had been gathering samples in the forest, a botanist by trade, and had come upon a new species of plant. She closed her eyes, remembering.

It was hot that day. It was always hot on this planet they now called home. She wore a halter-top, shorts, thick socks and boots. She had to wrap a cloth around her head to keep the sweat from running into her eyes. Her short blond hair was plastered to her head. She didn’t care, though. This new planet always had new surprises for her, so she pushed into the undergrowth, wandering off from the group. She found new, interesting species, took clippings and seeds and sometimes entire plants and put them in her gathering bag after carefully categorizing and entering them into her hand-held computer.

She sat on a rock to take a break and catch her breath. She opened her canteen and took a huge mouthful of water. “Damn, it is hot!” She looked at the forest around her, so like the rainforests at home that she had studied in school, but so unlike them. This planet was aptly named “Murasaki,” Japanese for “purple.” The lush undergrowth was many shades of violet.

She felt a cool breeze on her neck and sighed. “Ohh… that felt good!” She unwound the soaked cloth from her head and shook her wet tresses. The breeze caressed her neck again and she closed her eyes. Something wet and cool stroked her skin. “Ohhh..” she sighed again. That felt good.

When it stroked her neck again she came back to herself and opened her eyes. What appeared to be purple penises waved in the breeze around her head and neck. “Damn!” She exclaimed as she jumped up and moved away quickly. When she was about two meters away she stopped and turned around, wondering what on Earth, “on Murasaki,” she corrected herself, that had been.

A plant? She squinted at it then edged closer. It didn’t seem to make any moves towards her. It was a plant! It had long straight purple leaves at the base, then hundreds of waving stalks that looked exactly like a human male’s erect penis.

That was funny. She giggled. A purple penis plant. No one at the camp would believe her. She had to get samples.

Carefully she moved closer to the plant, taking out her clippers and a bag to put her samples in. She knelt down next to the plant and it started waving in the air. “Ahhh, that was the source of the cool breeze.” She reached out and touched a stalk softly, it was cool and wet to the touch. She smiled, it reminded her of a dog’s nose. The other stalks around her waved, then touched her bare arms and legs softly, leaving trails of purple wetness on her skin.

God, this is weird. It feels good. She thought. The penises stroked her face and her hair and gently trailed up and down her legs. She felt a twinge between her legs. “Ummmm..” she softly moaned. The plant continued it’s stroking until she lost interest in her samples. She wanted to lay down and let it stroke her with it’s phallus shaped heads, cool her with it’s wet purple juices.

One phallus rubbed itself between her legs and she parted them slightly, letting it stroke the seam of her shorts. She gasped when it pushed hard against her, feeling a wet warmness growing between her legs. She rocked her hips back and forth over the stalk, rubbing her swelling clitoris against the seam of her shorts.

She closed her eyes and slowly opened her shorts. What would it hurt? She hadn’t been this turned on in a long time, no one would know, and this plant didn’t look like it had a mouth. She giggled again, the perfect man. She lowered her shorts and kneeled in front of the plant, letting it stroke her everywhere as she rubbed her swollen clit. The plant nudged in between her legs again and she opened them a bit wider and it pushed gently against her wet labia. Maybe seeking the warmth? She thought feverishly. She kept fingering her clit and feeling the cool stalks surrounding her, touching her everywhere. One touched her mouth and she opened it slightly, pushing her tongue out for a taste. “Mmm..sweet..like honey.” She opened her mouth wider and let the stalk push it’s way in. She sucked the sweetness from it and the warmth in her pussy grew to a burning need.

The stalks were nudging her now with their wet heads, pushing her to the ground gently. She rocked back and put her ass on the ground and pushed her shorts off of her legs, then spread them wide. The stalks moved up and down her body, teasing her. Were there more than there were before? She wondered. There must’ve been 100 touching her everywhere now, pushing up her blouse, rubbing her hard nipples, caressing her cheeks and pushing towards her mouth.

Gently one pushed against her labia and she opened for it, wanting it inside of her. It moved in slowly, then thrust harder, until it was completely inside of her hot pussy. She bucked against it, rubbing her clit feverishly.

“Oh, god!” She cried out, “god..fuck me!” As if it knew what she was saying, the phallus started pumping her hard. Moving in and out of her hot pussy. Was it growing? Oh! It was growing! She moaned.

Hundreds of other stalks pushed her gently until she rolled on her side, her legs wide apart and her knees bent to accommodate the growing cock-plant inside of her. Something wet rubbed against her asshole and she shuddered, close to orgasm now. It seemed smaller than the other stalks and she spread her legs impossibly wide, reaching back to spread the cheeks of her ass for the cool, wet phallus.

It entered her ass with a gentle push and she gripped it tight with her sphincter. “Ohhh.. that feels good..ohh!” She moaned and wiggled, pushing back against the purple cock. It pushed it’s way into her hot ass slowly until it filled her completely. The two cocks rubbing against the thin membrane that separated her ass from her pussy drove her wild with need. She lost control then, pumping the growing stalks and masturbating frantically.

“Oh, God!” She shouted to the purple sky! “Yes! Yes! I’m coming!” A stalk filled her mouth then and she sucked madly as she went over the top and exploded again and again. The stalk in her mouth seemed to shudder then, as did the ones in her ass and pussy, then cold nectar filled her mouth.

The members of her group found her later, laying half nude in just her tank top and her boots, covered with purple goo and smiling as she slept.

“My God!” one of the group exclaimed. “She’s purple!”

Her pussy was hot and wet and she wiggled in her chair, coming back to herself. She was purple, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, she was purple. She shook her head.

Chad was still shouting at the crowd. “WE WILL KILL ALL OF THEM!” The crowd roared in approval and poured out the doors of the meeting room, on a mission of justice. Each one was handed a laser gun on his or her way out. Hannah covered her face with her purple hands, purple tears springing to her purple eyes. The Reverend Brown put his arm around her, pulling him to her.

“There, there, child.” He murmured. “There, there. The purple may fade with time.” He put his finger on her chin and looked into her eyes. “Perhaps you would like to go home to Earth until then?” He asked kindly.

“NO!” She cried out, then stopped. “Um, no, no thank you, Chaplain, my work is here,” she forced herself to calm visibly. “I’ll be fine. Please, I would like to go back to my quarters now. It’s been a difficult day.” The Chaplain nodded slightly with pity in his eyes and helped her out of her chair. She was trembling. He walked her through the compound to her quarters, leaving her at the door to go home to his family.

Hannah’s quarters were dark and cool compared to the heat outside. She shut the door firmly and locked it, her pussy throbbing. Slowly she stripped off her blouse and threw it on a chair, then sat and removed her boots. She unbuttoned her shorts and put her thumbs into the waistband, wiggled them over her hips and let them drop to the floor. She didn’t wear panties anymore, it was too hot for them on this jungle planet.

She walked over to a dark corner and whispered lovingly to something there. “I’m home, my sweet. Hannah’s home my little love.” She turned on a light and smiled at the small penis plant in a pot on her dresser. “Someday,” she murmured happily, “you’ll be a big boy.” She stroked a cock-shaped stalk with the tips of her fingers softly. “But until then you can live with me, my little one.” She gently took the stalk she had been stroking and sucked the nectar off of it, moaning softly.