*Author's Note: For the Love of Botany: Revolution is a continuation of my previous series of the same name. I decided to write it because I enjoyed the first one so much and there was many requests for me to do so.*
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Renae fled through the woods, trying to do anything she could to escape the sight she had just seen. She was part of a small group of women trying to rebel against the massive sex plants and their masters who had overrun the world. She had been apart of a mission deep into enemy territory in an effort to destroy as many of the plants and their breeders as possible. When they arrived they found only 5 plants and one breeder. As they had gone to work on burning the plants and freeing the breeder 30 of the massive plants had exploded from the forest near by in an obvious trap. Renae remembered seeing the looks on the faces of her friends as their clothes were ripped from their bodies and they were forced upon the massive tips of the plants cocks. These thoughts also brought back to Renae the feeling of arousal she had experienced at the sight herself. Her mind quickly tried to suppress any memories of those feelings.
They were my friends, she screamed to herself. Renae was 18 years old and had seen her mother and sisters taken by the plants. Luckily for her she had managed to hide and escape, much as she just had. Renae paused to breathe after 20 minutes of hard running without any sign of pursuit. She looked around the area she stood in. She was in the middle of a cold stream surrounded by trees and plants. The sun was shining brightly down on her revealing her naked state. In the trap she managed to escape only barely as the plants had focused on shredding her clothes.
Now she was all alone with no idea where she was. She tried to focus on the maps she had seen back at camp, but to no avail. While she was lost in thought she did not notice the 3 massive plants and one breeder who had crept up alongside the stream and now prepared to pounce. Renae was brought back to reality at a sudden flash of green to her left. She tried to dodge to her right but the green tentacle was firmly wrapped around her arm. Soon that tentacle was joined by several others from all directions. Renae was strung spread eagle, suspended by her arms several feet above the water.