Comm50 Ch3: Form and Function (Patreon)

Chapter 3 of A Flower in NeedAfter a surprisingly simple - yet delicious - dinner, Fleur found herself back in Hazel’s arms on the home theater’s couch. Jess had gone to her room, leaving the pinnates to enjoy a cute, fluffy floret anime together.

After an episode finished, their owner sat down next to them and turned the theater screen off. Hazel and Fleur both looked up at Vayle, who was smiling warmly.

“Darlings, I want you to know how proud of you I am.” The giant plampt began to lavish her florets with pets, making them melt in submissive bliss. “Volunteering for domestication is a huge step to take, even when you know it’s what you need - and you two took it together. I couldn’t be happier that you’re now here in my vines, but not only because of how precious and cute you are~” Vayle’s biorhythm was emanating just about every positive feeling Fleur could think of. “...but also because you’ll now have all the care you need. My dear petals, I am so very proud of you.”

Unable to stop her vision from flooding with tears, Fleur grasped one of Vayle’s vines and pulled it between herself and Hazel, creating a cosy cuddle sandwich.

“I… I don’t know what to say…” Hazel, who already had tears streaming down her cheeks, took the words right out of her pinnate’s mouth.

“You don’t have to say anything, darlings. I understand.” Her gentle, inhuman voice reassured them.

Vayle wrapped countless vines around the pair in a warm hug. Fleur thought this must be what it felt like to be a bird sitting in a safe, cozy little nest - though in this case, the nest was anything but little.

After a while, their affini gracefully wiped away the tears from her florets’ faces, sat them upright beside each other, and revealed a pair of tablets - one pink, the other green - from within her woven body. “These datapads are for you, petals. You can customise them however you’d like - or I’d be more than happy to decorate them as I see fit, if that’s what you’d prefer~”

Vayle handed the pink one to Fleur and the green one to Hazel. She didn’t know how her new affini owner had already found out, but Fleur knew it was no coincidence that their datapads were in their favourite colours.

“Woah, for us? Thank you!” Hazel hummed gratefully.

“Thanks Miss Vayle. And, um… Y-yes please, for the decorating…” Though she knew it was a good sign that she was already able to ask her affini for things, Fleur still habitually avoided eye contact.

“You’re very welcome, little ones” The towering plampt leaned down and placed a kiss on each of their foreheads. “And of course, Fleur. I’ll enjoy giving your datapad a makeover fit for one of my precious girls” Several vines went to work idly rubbing the florets’ backs and heads. “...But for now, there’s something important I need you two to do.” Vayle tapped on both datapads, pulling up an application named Fantasia. “This is a program designed to help cuties like you experiment with and communicate everything relating to identity. I’d like you to create the ideal bodies you want for yourselves; and if you don’t have just one ideal body, you can create multiple of them. There are many ways a sophont can change forms, so that won’t be a problem. If you need any help at all, I’m right here for you.” Her biorhythm increased its pleasant, relaxing hum. “I promise that we’ll help you match what you look like on the outside to what you look like on the inside, alright flowers?”

“I…” Fleur stared blankly at her datapad’s screen, unable to form a sentence.

“Really!?” Hazel’s eyes widened before she turned to face her wife. “Maybe we can…! Y-y’know!”

“O-oh! Huh, um, yeah we might be able to…” Fleur’s face flushed instantly.

“Mhmm hmm hmm, maybe you can what, petals?~” There was a playful, knowing tone in Vayle’s voice - and biorhythm. Fleur hoped Hazel would answer the question, even though she had a feeling Vayle was feigning ignorance.

“Well, we, uhhh…” Hazel began slowly. “Would it be possible if, maybe, two people could, um… share a body?”

“Yes darlings, of course! Plural systems can be formed from multiple singlets moving into a shared body through several different means. And, it doesn’t have to be permanent; there are many simple and easy ways of allowing system members to swap between having their own bodies and being in a shared one.”

“Wow!” Now it was Fleur’s turn to go wide-eyed. “The Affini Compact really has incredible technology!”

“We take pride in the advancements we make which benefit cuties like you~”

Taking a peek up at Vayle’s pretty, otherworldly eyes, Fleur felt like her affini was peering right into her, reading her like an open book. She was convinced that Vayle knew precisely what she and Hazel were into, and that she was going to wait for her florets to open up about it. Despite feeling no judgement or scorn from Vayle whatsoever, Fleur couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

Vayle intensified her petting and amplified her soothing biorhythm; she really wasn’t beating the ‘can read her florets like a book’ allegations…

“You have nothing to fear here, sweet things. No matter who you are, no matter what appearances you make for yourselves, I will always be proud of you, and I’ll always cherish you.” The big soft plampt kissed the tops of their heads. “Now, settle in wherever you feel most comfortable and I’ll fetch you a nice tea.”

[The rest of this chapter has been made patrons-only to comply with Patreon's terms of service regarding sexual content]

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Fleur sat in her bed, staring at a blank Terran body template in Fantasia. Hazel had managed to create her perfect body in only a couple hours, and was now sound asleep in her own nearby bunk; Fleur, though, would begin designing a body, get stuck trying to determine what she actually wanted to look like, then delete her progress and start all over again. Vayle had been clear that it was alright to take her time and come back to this the next day, but Fleur stubbornly continued well into the night.

It was just so… frustrating! She knew she was trans, she knew she was a woman, she knew she wanted feminizing HRT! She knew what she didn’t want to look like, so why was it so damn hard to determine what she did want to look like?

She’d tried everything she could think of: unmodded Terran forms; biomodded Terran forms; plantlike forms; forms inspired by other senosophonts; hell, even affini forms! There were always parts she liked and desired, but without fail, putting them all together never quite felt… right. Even though her every creation felt better than her current body, the result just never felt like her true self - whatever her true self even looked like.

Eventually though, she set her datapad aside and curled up under the perfectly warm, soft blankets and closed her weary eyes. To get her mind off of Fantasia - and relieve some pent-up arousal - Fleur took herself to a fantasy scenario in her mind where she existed as Hazel’s simple little pussy…

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Looking down from her imagined home between her wife’s thighs, Fleur watched Hazel’s smooth legs elegantly take step after step. A black skirt reached just above Hazel’s knees, serving as a sort of border around the pussy’s line of sight. Hazel wasn’t wearing any panties at the moment, specifically so her little pussy could have something to look at other than tight fabric; she was such a thoughtful owner!

“Did you have fun tonight, Hazel?” A nondescript voice asked warmly.

Hazel’s beautiful voice was much more distinct in Fleur’s mind. “Yeah! I had a great time!”

“I’m glad to hear… Mwah” Fleur heard the other person kiss Hazel, and a little jolt of arousal signalled her wife was really into whoever they were. The sapient pussy tried to twitch delightedly, sharing her wife’s anticipation for what was to come.  “Mmmm, I love you”

“I love you too! Please, take me!” Hazel squeaked needily. “Fleur and I need some action!”

As her wife was slowly laid down on a bed, a pretty, feminine hand with painted red nails came into the mind’s eye of the pussy and began to lift the skirt. Before long, she could see the lower body of a person ahead of her, with gorgeous wide hips and a prominent bulge beneath tight black leggings. Unable to contain her excitement, Fleur imagined her lips begin to drip in anticipation.

“Hmm hmm, Fleur is so cute when she’s horny” The mystery person flirted sultrily. “Such an eager little pussy”

Being directly called a pussy was so goals for Fleur, so her libido spiked pretty hard from just that one sentence.

“Mmm, she’s such a horny lil pussy! She’s been twitching all night waiting for this moment!” Hazel’s familiar, soft hand lovingly stroked her pussy’s exposed skin, but was soon pulled away by the mystery person. Fleur felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of her wonderful owner giving her a little pat like that.

“Now now, you just lay back and enjoy; I’ll take care of everything~”

The mystery person descended so their vague, nondescript face was directly ahead of the little vulva. Fleur tried her best to conjure up the mental image of a face, but was only able to form a more distinct nose and mouth. This wasn’t much of an issue though, as those were the two important features for what was about to happen.

“Alright Fleur, be a good girl and pucker up~” They cooed warmly before leaning forward and placing a delicate kiss directly on her little pussy lips.

Sparks flew in Fleur’s mind as she imagined giving a kiss from her perfect pair of lips - the kind she longed so dearly to have.

“Ahh!~ Hee hee, such a wonderful kisser you are!” Hazel writhed excitedly, squeezing her pussy a bit between her gorgeous thighs before opening wide again.

“And so are you two” The imagined third party leaned back in again, this time to teasingly flick Fleur’s clit with her tongue! “How was that?”

“More! Mmm, w-we need more!” Hazel pleaded.

Eager to oblige, the mystery person used their tongue to flick and circle around the pussy’s erect clitty before they placed another few kisses. Both them and Fleur’s owner were moaning lustily as the trio basked in these wonderful, intimate acts.

Then, the mystery person delved deeper; imagining their nose rubbing against her electrified clit and their tongue sliding past her sopping labia, Fleur couldn’t help but wriggle in delight. She tried to open herself up to let them deeper inside, visualising her little pussy form being smooshed and rubbed against the person’s pretty face as her wife grinded against them.

Now thoroughly aroused, Fleur skipped ahead in her fantasy and imagined the mystery person slowly sliding their thumbs under their waistband, lowering their leggings. The sapient pussy’s anticipation only grew as an erect, beautiful phallus sprang up upon release from its tight confines.

“Like what you see, love?” They flaunted their seductive dick just inches from Hazel’s leaky, horny pussy.

“Stars, yes!” Hazel panted desperately, sliding a hand to her crotch so she could part Fleur’s labia with her fingers. “We need you inside us, please!!”

Fleur sputtered wildly as her anticipation reached its boiling point. Thankfully, the mystery person didn’t keep the pair in suspense; they crawled over Hazel, pressed their thumb over Fleur’s stiff little clitty, and pushed their gorgeous cock in past Fleur’s trembling lips!

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Fleur climaxed on the spot, unable to hold herself back any longer at the thought of being filled by a sexy girlcock as her wife’s sapient vulva. She had lots of practice coming quietly - pussies don’t moan or whimper, after all - and didn’t so much as breathe particularly loud. Besides, she was rather partial to hearing Hazel’s screams of pleasure rather than her own.

With satisfaction warming her whole being, Fleur continued to imagine paradise as she drifted to sleep, her fantasies fading into her dreams.