This choice: Stay Out of the Basement • Go Back...Chapter #5Stay Futa of the Basement by: bastian   Margaret stood in the blustery wind to see her mom off as she was going to take care of her elderly aunt.
"I'm worried about dad, he's been acting so WEIRD lately." Her mom told her he was under a lit of pressure.
"But he never has time for me anymore. He even stopped calling me Princess." Her mom crooked an eyebrow and smirked.
"I thought you hated that?"
"It's like he's changed. He's always in the basement now since he lost his job..." she was interrupted by her younger brother, Casey, who came out to give his mom a get well-card and a hug. Margaret watched annoyed with her brother and long bowl haircut blew in the breeze.
"What does he do down there anyway?" Margaret continued.
"He's a botanist, he studies plants." Casey told her, sounding annoyed.
"I KNOW that, but ALL the time?!" Margaret looked worried, her long brown hair blowing in the breeze her mom hugged them both.
"It's a tough time for your father, he just wants to prove the university wrong for letting him go." She kissed them goodbye and got in the car.
The kids went back inside to the sound of their father's unending tinkering. They called for him and pounded on the basement door but he didn't answer. Casey opened the door and the two descended now accustomed to the eerie dark green glow of their father's lab. About halfway down the steps their father surprised them behind screaming "STAY OUTTA THE BASEMENT!!!!"
With a gasp the kids came up and hung their heads. "We're sorry but mom said to get you because she didn't want to be late." Their father looked as them suspiciously and closed the basement door.
"Look, I'm sorry I raised my voice. I just don't want you down n the basement." They all walked outside to see their mom off and before they got close their father whispered "Remember what I said about the basement." The kids looked at each other and felt even weirder than before. As their father drove off with their mom Margaret couldn't get over her dad's behavior.
"Why doesn't he want us in the basement?"
"He doesn't want us to disturb his work." Casey answered getting exasperated with her questions.
Back inside the kids settled into the living room. Margaret heard a sound in the basement and jumped up off the sofa then turned of the TV to Casey's protests. Again she heard the sound.
"Just listen! Do you hear it?" Her voice shook a little as they walked slowly toward the basement.
"It sounds like an animal... like it's hurt or something" Margaret convinced him they had to investigate. They walked back down the stairs when Casey made a groan.
"Ugh, it's so hit in here how does he stand it?" He took off his sweatshirt down to just his white t-shirt as Margaret shushed him as they got to the basement and looked around. The lab was thick like jungle foliage, the kids could hardly breathe.
"Are the plants breathing?" Margaret asked as the plants around them seemed to heave. Margaret spotted one plant in particular that seemed to grow as she watched it. She reached out to touch it and it grabbed her arm. It wouldn't let her go no matter how hard she pulled. Finally she jerked herself free to see the plant had pricked him. Casey walked up to see what was the matter.
"That plant just grabbed me!" Her brother sounds dubious as the sound of the car horn made them scramble out of the basement. They both got up and slammed the door when Casey realized he left his sweatshirt downstairs. He threw the door opened and went back down as Margaret watched their father examine a tree in the yard. She implored him to but it was so dark and dense he was having a hard time. Eventually he found it and in the nick of time he got upstairs.
They greeted their father who looked suspicious. "Did you go in the basement?" he asked in a slow scary tone.
"We were scared, we heard a noise!" Margaret was in the verge of tears as their father pressed them further.
"Now if I explain to you want I'm doing in the basement would you feel better?" The kids said they would as he took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes. " Ok, I'm going to try to explain as simply as possible." He put his glasses back on as the kids looked on attentively.
"Botanist often try to take good qualities from some plants and put them into another. I'm doing something a little more unusual but I can't tell you what it is right now, ok?" The kids seemed a little puzzled but they went along with it. With that their dad disappeared back to the basement as the kids watched some movies their mom had rented for them. Their father worked deep into the night even after they had gone up to bed.
The next morning the kids came downstairs in their robes to their father clanging pans in the kitchen. This was odd to them since their father could barely boil water. They sat up seeing bowls already set on the table and waited until their dad came in wearing a pink apron giving them a laugh. He scooped up a foul smelling green goo that looked worse than creamed spinach.
"Go on, Margaret; you're always talking about becoming a vegetarian!" Margaret looked at the pile in her bowl and heard the squishing and slopping noise it made when she put her spoon in it. They both made a face and put the first bites up to their mouths but couldn't bring themselves to eat. Their dad sighed, "Alright eat it and you can have ice cream for dinner."
"And pizza!" Casey added as their father nodded on agreement. The kids looked at each other took a deep breath and gobbled up the goo as quick as they could. Their father stood beaming with pride.
"Now could you tell us what we just ate?" Margaret asked trying to get the taste out of her mouth. Their father stood to make a grand speech.
"Think of it kids, the best parts of plants and animals in one body! Able to move around freely without being rooted in the ground but able to live and grow on sunlight! Think of what it might mean or the world!" He stopped n a glorious genius pose as his kids looked at him with mouths wide open.
"Yeah dad, make sure there's no veggies on the pizzas tonight!" Casey patted him on the shoulder and ran back to his video games. Margaret went upstairs to change out of her robe. She placed in on the chair and posed in front of her mirror and sighed. Here she was, 13 and flat as a board when most of the other girls in her class already had tits. One girl's were so big the boys in class called her "Busty Betty". Margaret didn't want that but just to know she was normal. She stood in her white panties and felt a knot in her stomach like something was moving inside her! Tighter and tighter it felt until she was ready to puke. She bent over as it got more intense until... she belched and the pain subsided but it left more of that terrible taste in her mouth. She went to get dressed when the feeling moved lower down. She braced herself on the chair and cried softly.
"What WAS that stuff dad gave us!?" she got back upright when she saw her panties seemed to have something moving. She pulled them down and saw little green buds shooting up that soon turned to her brown hairs giving her a nice bush.
"Does it all really happen just like this!?" She asked excited that today was going to be the day she got her tits. Looking down at her chest waiting for them to erupt she felt nothing happening. She shrugged and was at least glad she had SOME sign that she wasn't a little girl anymore but as she went to pull her panties up the pain came back even harder than before. She staggered back and sat on the bed, barely able to sit up and watching green sprout emerging from her that soon turned flesh colored with a green vein throbbing in it. Margaret screamed that send her dad running up to her.
When he came in he found his little Princess had cultivated a rock hard 14 inch cock standing proudly between her legs that was thicker than a bunch of carrots with hairy balls the size of beets. Margaret looked down and shrieked at her father.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!???"
"Oh, honey, honey... this is a SIGNIFICANT finding!" he stopped and looked down. "Although in the name of posterity I did mix up the additives for you and your brother."
"You mean" Margaret looked at him with frantic eyes.
"Yes, your brother was supposed to sprout a might oak but this is even better! It can cross species and gender barriers. Fascinating!" He moved in closer to observe his daughter's monster dick when she sprang off the bed before he could touch it.
"Eww!! DAD!!" She protested as her father reminded her he changed her diapers. She looked at the end of her hard dick as it bounced with her movement. The head twitched wildly like it wanted to be planted into something and have some action.
"I guess I really can't say you're my little Princess anymore." He smirked as...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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