My name is Ashley Parker. I had it all, a loving family, a large house, many true friends, a great body, and of course the best boyfriend in the world... Okay that's total bullshit. Truth is that I had pretty much the exact opposite of all those things, except the boyfriend part, I don't have one. I'm cute in a chubby way, but my face is covered in acne scars, freckles, and more than one mole. I'm below average in height, standing at around five foot four, my breasts, despite my aforementioned chubbiness are barely B cups and my ass is flat as well. My body is something I've always cursed.
But it's not all bad for me. I'm a great pianist, able to play anything by Mozart, Beethoven, you name it I can play it, but something like that isn't enough, not in today's world, not when you're nineteen years old and never had a boyfriend, or even received a compliment for your looks; it seriously destroys one's self esteem, and mine might as well have been nuked. I can't look people in the eyes, every time I talk with someone I stutter so bad that they don't bother trying again. I really couldn't hate myself anymore than I do now.
Despite all this I still have hope for the future and currently attend a small college, studying plant life and chemicals. Most people wouldn't think this, but I'm a bit of risk taker, at home at least. There I would often take different chemicals and mix them together, often using the resulting compound on my plants as experiments, sometimes they simply wilted and died, others turned into weird twisted things, and then they died. Then another time one turned into what seemed like a giant green phallus, though at the time I had little to no idea what a penis looked like.
Because of it I began researching sex. Eventually I began masturbating every night, using my long pianist fingers to fuck my pussy until I reach a mind blowing climax, by the way I'm a huge squirter, able to squirt almost a quart of girl cum. At nineteen I was able to see the light of sex and man was it great, I also knew that sex would be so much better than using a sex toy, you wouldn't believe how often I'd fantasise about having a huge cock fill me up, preferably one attached to a girl. I'm not sure if my love of futanari makes me bi or flat out gay, but whatever it makes me, I don't care. My love for futanari even makes me fantasise about some of my hot female classmates spontaneously growing huge cocks and fucking me in front of everyone.
I suppose I should get on with the story. The day before summer vacation started my college were heading out on a field trip to a small plantation just outside the city, I honestly couldn't decide if I wanted to go or not, since plenty of assholes would be there, though there were only three I hated with a passion, their names; Jasmine Caldo (she's italian), Jennet Grande (She's spanish), and Zena Sa Snazno (She's croatian), most people don't know what her name means, in fact it's croatian for Woman Cums Powerfully. They're all images of perfection.
Jasmine is five feet eleven, has a slim figure with nice 34C breasts that stand proudly upon her chest, her face is a mirror image of perfection with no blemishes, nice lips that I've seen in many porn videos wrapped around large cocks, her eyes are large, almost anime large, that almost always have a puppy dog eyed look, long dark hair flows down her back, and then there's her flawless legs, long and luscious. Jennet is a small thing, with 32B breasts, though unlike mine they look perfect on her, an adorable height of five foot two and with a thin frame she almost looks like a child, unfortunately her personality is much more annoying than any child's could be. Her skin is lightly tanned like most spanish women, and her black hair is cut short in a cute pixy style. Lastly, there's Zena. What can I say about her? Perfection.
She's six feet one, her measurements; 34D-33-35. Her hips really have a flare to them, tapering out into luscious thighs, and then her face, her high cheekbones look great when she smiles, her hundred watt smile, with green cat like eyes and flawless skin, framed by platinum, and natural blonde hair. Out of the three she's the nicest, I always see a look of sorrow when they pick on me, but there's also a look of fear, plus, when the other two weren't around she was genuinely nice to me. I can proudly admit that I've fantasised about her more than once.
Anyway they were teasing me, though that's putting it lightly, as we wandered through the artificial forest. As I said before I'm interested in plants and trees are no exception, so my focus was on them, not the asshole trio, that's probably why I didn't hear them when they came up from behind me.
"H-Hey! Wh-wh-what're you- mmmmph!" My shouts of alarm were cut off when they gagged me, using what felt like a bra. They began pushing me forwards, despite my struggles there were three of them and only one of me, so it was futile. After about a hundred metres, strange how no saw, though most were either chatting with each other or looking at their mobile phones, we came to what appeared to be a trapdoor.
"I hear there's a load of plants down there... so I'm sure you'll love it. Ready?" It was Jasmine, the apparent leader, asked.
"Ready." Jennet said with great anticipation and glee
"Ready." Zena sounded unhappy about doing it, but she was a submissive girl and Jasmine took advantage of that fact.
"Three... two... one!" With that Jasmine and Jennet threw me in while Zena held the door open. However they seemed to lose their footing and fell down with me.
We all fell for what seemed like forever. I couldn't see anything in the pitch black that was the space we fell through, and I knew this would be the end of us. Suddenly we hit something soft, almost like jelly, breaking our fall. It disappeared suddenly, causing us to fall a short distance before hitting something soft and hard at the same time, kind of like a thick vine. My eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness and I could make out the silhouette of the other three as they also landed.
"What the fuck?!" Jasmine shouted, I could see the outline of her head whipping about in mad panic.
"Yeah what is this place?" Zena cried out, though she was more like studying the plant like floor we lay on. Jennet hadn't made a peep, though I could hear her faint sobbing.
Slowly we found our way to each other. In this kind of setting we felt safer in numbers, me included, though I stayed closer to Zena, in fear of the other two shunning me. It was cool down here, and the strange plant was covered in a slimy fluid, which emitted a faint earthy scent, though there was something else there, making me breathe deeply, practically drinking in the delightful smell. Then I began to feel my crotch getting hot, as though something were rubbing it, bringing me to a heightened state of arousal. I began breathing heavily, and could feel Zena beside me also beginning to breathe harder.
"What's going on?" She asked in low voice. I quickly came to a conclusion; the vines, they were releasing aphrodisiacs into the air.
