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The acid in the air is growing stronger as Dick wades through the jungle area Queen Ivy has created. Batman went into the transformed Robinson Park three hours ago. Two hours ago, contact broke off, so Dick was called as backup. Growing up under her attacks, he is most resistant to her poisonous pollen. Dick misses the days in which Ivy used to be a one-trick pony, and her pollen only made people go crazy with love and lust. Queen Ivy is a pure menace. He wishes she and Ivy would just merge back together already.
Dick moves through another section of thick underbrush, flinching when a thorn rips through his porous growing costume. It draws blood, and Dick covers the exposed stripe of flesh with his hand, remaining still as not to alert the plant system of his presence any further.
His neck prickles with sweat as the vines around him begin to slither. A movement here and there. A breeze at his neck. Dick barely evades the first vine trying to wrap around him. Even in the air he is far from safe. Vines shoot out from all directions, catching him and binding him in place before he can cut through them. Dick growls behind his face mask. They are too strong for him to push away and a larger vine with a red stinger slowly curls up his leg and upper body to try to break through his facemask, secreting a violet liquid over it. Dick continues to struggle as the clear material of his mask breaks apart like wet paper.
The sickly-sweet air immediately fills his lungs. Dick shuts his mouth, whimpering when the stinger rubs against his lips, secreting more of the liquid. It is running down his neck by the time the stinger forces itself in. The liquid has the consistency of honey but tastes like citrus fruit.
It turns his mouth numb as the stinger presses down his throat, bulging it out and making his eyes widen as he is stuffed by the plant, tears slipping from his eyes. The sensation spreads fast until he hangs in the writhing vines, unable to move a muscle as his costume is ripped apart, skin netted by the plant's juices. Each stimulation of his swelling sex organ and puffy growing nipples sends a fresh jolt of unbelievable need through his lax body. Big and small vines penetrate his anal cavity, bringing him close to bursting as he gags around the stinger buried deep in his chest.
Dick barely realizes the plant has moved him until his wound starts to burn and he is met with the realization that the plant is consuming him. The insides must be acidic. A light burn spreads over his body as he is engulfed, painful sparks running through his body. Dick barely feels it as the plant milks him, vines rhythmically forcing cum from his cock. His balls swell further and further with every release, and the plant closes over his head.
Dick wakes on the grassy ground, wet with the plant’s secretion and stumbles to his feet. His naked skin is slightly irritated, and something pulls at his cock from within, tight balls pulsing painfully. A glance down shows he is bound to the plant which swallowed him. The vine spreading his ass has burrowed itself into his prostate and from there taken root in his balls and cock, keeping him attached to its main body. Dick moans as a tendril unfurls from his urethra in greeting, wet with the violet secretion his balls are now filled with instead of sperm. Dick lets the soft fern-like vines curl around his fingers, impressions send into his mind.
He belongs to the plant now, and he suddenly feels so very content with that.