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Friday, October 9, 2020

[SS-826] Becoming Fertilizer


[BECOMING FERTILIZER]

You and your friend are walking down your usual trail towards the beach where you usually swim in every month since you were kids. 

“Hey, look here,” he calls you.

You notice him standing in front of a small shrub with a bun of white shoots. 

“What is that?” you ask him.

“I don’t know. But we have been walking this trail for years,” he tells you, “and I have never seen this before.”

“You think it’ll bloom as a flower?” you ask him, “my girlfriend loves flowers.”

“And you love her flower,” he naughtily tells you.

You nudge him, “you’re such a pervert.” Then you touch the plant.

“Hey fuck, don’t touch that! It might be poisonous!” he warns you. He accidentally also touches the plant.

Then you suddenly feel nauseous. Your surroundings swirls. 

He also looks like he is ill.

Then everything turns black.

When you regain your consciousness, you forget yourself. You sit up.

Your friend sits beside you. Both of you wear colored trunks. Your other clothes are nowhere to be found. 


You are still in the middle of the foresty patch. The beach is still far.

You remember nothing. But you feel a hunger. 

You and your friend stand. You dust the grains of sand off your body. 


Then you turn to each other, “we need to fertilize the land.” Both of you chorus, as if hypnotized.

You hug and you kiss ardently. The only thing you remember that he is your friend. And you want to be with him for eternity. In that patch of land.

While you get naked to suck each other, a spirit appears.

“After you consume each other, you shall be offered to the land… The land that your race has denuded for decades now,” says the spirit.

And then a flash of memory comes to you. There is a plan to turn that foresty patch of land into a business district as they make the beach an international tourist spot.

“I will take all the men, before you take my children away…” the spirit muttered and the plants rustled.

After you and your friend cum, you feel petrified.

Your feet and legs become entwined roots. You bodies are merged into the trunk. And your heads become the leaves. 

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