Planting The Seeds

Ray Carlisle smiled as he watched a handful of kids running around and playing football on the field next to the school, the golden shepherd reminiscing about his old days, back when he was still young and fit. He glanced down at the beginnings of a beer gut starting to grow on his belly, his cheeks taking on a pink shade as he chuckled and quickly looked away, zipping up his jacket to hide away the shame. The loss of his previously toned abs wasn't the only thing that showed the middle aged canine's years, a slight hint of grey visible in his golden yellow fur. Ray paced around the parking lot, trying to keep himself warm from the stinging autumn breeze, when the school bell finally rang, a flood of kids soon emerging from the door. He scanned the crowd until his eyes locked onto a young golden shepherd girl, waving to her. The 11 year old girl hopped along, bouncing all the way up to the man, 
"Daddy!" 
Ray knelt down to hug Jane, a big smile on his face, 
"Ooh, there you are, princess! How was your weekend with mommy?"
"It was nice I guess, we went to the cinema and the aquarium. But I missed you!" 
"I missed you too honey. C'mon, let's get home, I've got groceries waiting in the car, and if I don't get back soon your brother is probably gonna start eating the walls." 
Jane twirled around to wave goodbye at a panda girl, her tail wagging frantically, 
"See ya tomorrow!" 
The friend replied with a wave of her own, Ray grabbing his daughter's backpack to ease her burden as they walked over to the car. The duo hopped in, classic rock blasting through the radio as soon as the father cranked on the pickup truck. The cub grinned and scoffed before leaning forwards, her little fingers tinkering with the knobs for a few seconds before the rock turned into pop. The two laughed, Ray patting her on the knee, 
"I guess your taste in music didn't get any better while you were gone, huh?" 
"Neither did yours!" 
"Touché, little lady." 
The drive from the school to the Carlisle household wasn't a particularly long one, the road snaking through the small town's centre, a rather basic mall and a quiet park dominating the landscape of the heart of the town. 

Ray stopped the truck in front of the house, sighing gently before hopping out, grabbing two heavy bags of groceries and hauling them towards the front door. Jane swung her backpack over her shoulder and walked alongside him, humming quietly as she fished the keys out of his pocket, jogging over to open the door for him. He playfully bowed to her as thanks, kicking off his shoes and grunting as he set down the shopping bags. The house was dimly lit, the short autumn days causing the sun to already be on the way down, golden rays from the setting sun glimmering through the cracks in the shut curtains. The dad stepped into the living room, flipping on the lights, causing a startled and confused boy to pop up from the sofa. The 15 year old dog pulled the ear buds out of his ears, sitting up to see his father smirking at him, 
"What do we have here? I thought the young man living with me was a golden retriever, but it looks like you're more of a bat. What's with the complete blackout?" 
Dustin groggily rubbed his eyes as Ray pulled open the curtains, squinting at the light, 
"The sun's shining right through the windows, and it's already so fucking hot in here." 
The dad raised an eyebrow at him, causing the teen to quickly glance at his sister as he stammered, 
"Uhh… flipping! So flipping hot, is what I meant… to say…" 
"Jane, you make sure you don't pick up any words from this one, he's a lost cause already but you can still grow up with a respectable diction." 
The girl giggled as she climbed upstairs, heading towards her room, 
"Sure thing daddy!"
Dustin awkwardly coughed as he sat up, focusing back on his phone for just a moment before his eyes lit up, his tail shaking just barely, as if he was trying to contain his excitement, 
"Oh hey, dad, almost forgot to ask! Can Alice come over today, for a sleepover?" 
"Sleepover? On a Monday?"
"Y… yeah…"
"You're sure it's just sleeping?" 
The boy's face grew red as he looked away, avoiding his father's eyes while the man continued, 
"You two really need to learn how to hide your fooling around a bit better. I'm not gonna lecture you, and I'm not gonna try to stop you, I know that's never gonna work 'cause I was your age not too long ago. But the two of you really aren't exactly inconspicuous, especially your lady. And use a condom, always."
"Sooo… is that a yes or a no?" 
"It's a no, since I happen to know you've still got that English project that you haven't finished. You don't need more distractions. Get that written up, then we can talk more." 
"Aww, man…" 
Dustin slinked upstairs to his room, leaving Ray alone downstairs. He started unpacking the groceries, shovelling all of the foodstuffs into the fridge and the cabinets. Eventually all that was left was a ready-made lasagna, the canine too tired from a long day's work to cook anything more intricate than that for the family. He pulled open the oven and shoved the tray in, dusting off his hands as he huffed. 

The golden retriever looked over at the clock on the wall, tapping a finger against his muzzle as he pondered. The food would take a fair amount of time to cook, which meant that he had a bit of free time all to himself before he'd have to worry about setting the table and trying to pry both of the cubs from their dens to eat. He could spend it lazing around in front of the TV, or he could do something a tad more productive. Deciding that he should finally get around to something he'd put off for a long time already, he sighed and rolled up his sleeves, looking over at the small door leading towards the basement. He opened up the creaky door and slowly descended into the musty room, the cold air making his fur stand on end. He turned on the light, grumbling under his breath slightly as he noticed that one of the two light bulbs had burned out, leaving much of the basement cloaked in a haze of shadows, the tiny little window slits letting in only a small amount of natural sunlight. The walls of the room were mostly covered in big piles of boxes and other miscellaneous items, the house having been in the family for several generations with everyone stuffing away all of their useless junk in the basement. Ray had meant to look over all of the boxes and see what should be thrown away and what should be kept a long time ago already, but he never found the time nor the drive for it. But now it was finally time, there would be no more putting it off. One by one, the canine went through each box, quickly checking its contents before moving it out of the way, either marking it as something that should be thrown out or as something that can stay. Almost half an hour went by before he spotted something peculiar, a shape moving around near a dark corner in his peripheral vision. He grimaced and grabbed a broom, thinking that the basement might have a rodent problem. Ray held the broom up, sliding a box out of the way with his foot to reveal the intruder. To his surprise, there were no mice or rats in sight, but there was definitely something that did not belong. Through a rather large crack in the cement floor, an odd plant had grown. The stem of the plant was a pale green, with an almost blue shade to it, several smaller vines branching off from the main stalk, a few leaves growing here and there. At the top there was a bud, vertical yellow stripes marking the outside of it. The whole plant was about the size of Ray's hand, and didn't look like any species that he'd ever seen in the area before. He knelt down, studying it with a furrowed brow. How could a plant grow in a basement, with practically no sunlight or water to speak of? He leaned in closer, trying to study the bulbous end of the shrub, when suddenly it opened up, spraying a cloud of faintly yellow spores into the air, the cloud enveloping the dog's head. He gasped in surprise, inhaling a mouthful of the mysterious spores, immediately staggering back and coughing, his hands grasping at his neck, the broom clattering against the hard floor. 

Ray's vision blurred as a floral and earthy scent filled his lungs, his coughing and gasping soon stopping. His eyes glazed over and drooped almost closed, a drop of saliva falling down from the corner of his mouth, his whole body slowly swaying from side to side to keep upright. The golden retriever was powerless to do absolutely anything, his unfocused eyes staring straight ahead, forced to watch as if a spectator in his own body. As he fell into a hypnotic stupor, the plant sprung to life, revealing its true stature and form: several large vines rose up from the crack in the floor, the green tentacles even wrenching and pulling on the damaged floor to widen the crack. Tens of individual vines slithered all around Ray, snaking on the walls and floor, a few of them wrapping around his arms and legs, binding him in place even if he was still lucid and able to struggle. Most of the vines had different plant structures on the ends of them, some having bulbs like the ones he'd seen on the first one, others having odd flowery pods of all shapes and forms. Many of the structures were dripping with a slimy and slick pale green liquid, staining the floor as the appendages squirmed around, most of the dark and damp corner now covered in plant life. Several of the tentacles lurched towards the dad's crotch, acting surprisingly nimbly as they quickly undid the belt of his jeans, roughly tugging down the pants and his underwear shortly after. His flaccid cock hung between his legs, slowly swinging in rhythm with the rest of his body. One of the vines reached out to drag its slimy tip across the bottom of his shaft, leaving a trail of the plant mucus as it tickled and teased him, his body acting out on its own as his dick pulsed and started getting rigid, a small drop of precum forming on his tip. The drop fell down onto the concrete floor, a smaller tentacle immediately diving down to absorb it, the entire plant almost shivering in what seemed like pleasure or joy. Ray had absolutely no idea what he had just unleashed, but he knew that he could do nothing except wait and watch what his fate would be. 

The tentacles surrounded the man, inching up his body as his breathing grew more rapid, the cold and rubbery touch of the vines creeping up his spine. Simultaneously, two tentacles got to work on Ray's cock, one wrapping snugly around his shaft while the other teased his hanging ballsack, tickling and clumsily groping the two large orbs. He managed to let out a quiet huff as the plant stroked him, the appendage around his dick moving in hypnotic pulsing motions, like a snake crawling up and down his length, milking big globs of precum from him. Each drop of pre splattered down into a horde of vines, gathered under his tip in one large mass, the whole shape squirming around as if each individual strand was fighting every other for a chance to absorb the salty liquid. Ray's chest puffed up as his panicked breathing grew more frantic, a tentacle slowly grinding against his taint, the stems bound around his thighs gently pulling his legs more apart to give the plant better access to the canine's family jewels. Two small vines slithered their way up his head, only stopping as they snuck under his floppy ears, the thin ends tickling his ear canals as Ray let out a quiet and slurred groan. The bud that originally poisoned him rose right up to his muzzle, as if to stare him in the eyes for one last time before the two tentacles, readied at his ears, dove in with lightning speed. He didn't even have time to feel any pain as they pierced his eardrums and probed his head, tiny green strands branching off and attaching themselves in different key areas of his brain. His eyes rolled back as his whole body started to seize and shake, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle. His cock was hard as steel the whole time, the plant's jerking off only quickening, spurts of pre showering its trunk as a vine wrapped tightly around his pulsing knot. Ray screamed internally as he could feel himself slipping away, his memories blinking out one by one, a wholly unknowable and unrecognisable force rearranging and scrambling his brain completely. As the very final piece of his mind broke, the dog orgasmed, shooting thick ropes of cum all over the hungry pile of tentacles while his own name was erased from his head. 

Dustin tapped on his phone, chatting with his girlfriend as he stepped out of his room, his stomach growling ferociously. It had been a while, and he hadn't heard a peep from his dad regarding dinner. As the teen started walking downstairs, his nose started twitching, a burnt smell lingering in the air. He jogged to the kitchen, groaning in disappointment as he peeked into the oven, a small cloud of black smoke billowing out of it. He coughed and fanned the air with a towel before turning off the oven, mumbling to himself, 
"Damn, completely burnt! I didn't think the old man could mess up reheating a lasagna, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Where is he anyways…?" 
Dustin looked around the downstairs, finding no hint of his father at all, getting no answers to his shouts. Eventually he notice the basement door cracked open, smirking as he peered down the rickety stairs, 
"Ah, that'll explain it! Bet he's stuck in his own memories and nostalgia down here, going through his childhood stuff."
He walked down, each step making loud creaking noises, the tight passage finally opening into the basement. He scanned the room, thinking it was empty before finally spotting the silhouette of Ray standing in a dark corner, almost completely motionless, 
"Dad, there you are! Dad?" 
The man remained frozen in place for several more seconds before finally snapping awake, oddly jerking around. Dustin cocked his head slightly, raising a questioning eyebrow at the canine before Ray finally blinked a few times and opened his muzzle, 
"Hey… Dustin!" 
"Dad, are you alright?" 
The older male had a blank look for a split second, before his grin finally returned, the smile unnervingly wide and exaggerated,
"I'm fine, really. Nothing to worry about."
"You… uh… burned the lasagna."
"Oh. I must have gotten carried away down here, I guess. I found something quite fun, would you like to see?" 
"What is it?" 
"Just down here, look." 
Ray stepped aside with one finger pointing directly into the dark corner, a few boxes still stacked around it. Still unsure of the situation, Dustin took a few slow strides towards the shadows, his eyes darting between his oddly behaving dad and the corner. He peeked over a box, seeing a large crack in the flooring,
"It's a… broken floor? What's fun about a…" 
The boy's eyes shot open and his body stiffened up, two sharp tentacles already piercing his ears and growing into his brain, more and more of the plant mass sliding through his ear canal with each passing moment. Ray's expression changed from a smile to a complete blank slate, staring with uncaring eyes as his son groaned and gurgled. 

Dustin felt dread as his mind was being violated, his vision blurring and his tail hanging completely limp. His dad knelt beside him, prying down his pants and giving his cock a few slow strokes while a vine approached from the ground, an almost vaginal looking flower on the end of it. The flower's opening dripped with the plant's thick secretions, warm and slick as it slid onto the teen's hardening dick, his shaft plunging deep into the tentacle. The inside of the vine was extremely pleasurable, as if it was made for fucking, the subtle but effective texture on the soft walls combining with the pulsing and ceaseless contractions travelling the length of his cock for an experience that he had never even dreamed of before. He found his mind more and more unable to focus on anything except the milking that the plant was giving him, the rest of his brain slipping away from his grasp as he moaned, his fingers and eyes twitching with every powerful suck, his maw hanging open. The tentacle latched onto his rod started moving up and down his dick, the slime from it dripping down his balls, his balls throbbing as pre poured from his tip. Another vine slithered its way up to Dustin's muzzle, pushing inside of it and part way down his throat, his gag reflex firing off as more of the secretions shot into his mouth. The taste was bitter and earthy, a feeling of warmth slowly overtaking his body as he started losing balance. He slumped backwards, several strong vines catching him and holding the boy on his feet, the flower still milking him the whole way through. He let out a warbling cry as cum flooded the tentacle, the flower partly closing up around his cock to make sure that not even a single drop of the precious seed would drip out and go to waste, the clenching around his shaft continuing the whole time that he pumped out sperm. He felt his mind fizzling out, the final conscious moments he could perceive being that of his balls being drained into the hungry slit of the plant. 

Jane's session of listening to music was suddenly interrupted by a knock on her door, the pup hopping off of her bed to answer it. Behind the door waited Dustin, his wide smile slightly fouled by the vacant look in his eyes,
"Hey, we found some of your old toys in the basement, come look through them to see if there's anything you'd want to keep." 
The girl nodded and followed her brother as he led her towards the basement, Jane noticing her dad just standing completely still in the middle of the kitchen but not paying it too much attention. She was led to the dark corner, the smell of sweat and sex lingering in the still air, making her grimace slightly, 
"What's th…" 
Not letting her finish her thought, Dustin grabbed his little sister from behind, pinning her hands to her sides as several of the plant's vines jumped into view from behind some of the boxes. The cub's eyes widened in horror for a moment before she began screaming and kicking, her struggling not having much effect due to her small size. Two tentacles sprung towards her head as two more dove down to her crotch in a ravenous rush, her flailing mostly coming to a stop as soon as the appendages pierced her eardrums, her shriek trailing off into a low moan. Her eyes crossed and her body went limp, giving the plant easy access to her young spade, her pants dropping down to her ankles as one of the tentacles teasingly rubbed against her pussy lips, her juices dripping down and soaking her thighs, only amplified as the vines drilling into her brain quickly learned the intricacies of her body. She let out a tiny squeak as the tentacle slid up into her cunt, the tip of it opening up to release a handful of soft and small eggs directly into her womb, her legs clamping together as she squirted on the floor from the feeling of being filled up. The world around her started to fade away, shivering and cumming as a second load of eggs were deposited inside of her. 

The sun had fallen behind the treeline, the whole neighbourhood cloaked in shadows, only the occasional window bathed in light 
and the dim streetlamps to guide anyone still out and about. The trio of golden retrievers were all gathered in the basement, a completely blank and neutral expression on their faces, their pants discarded and thrown off to the side of the room. Almost the entirety of one of the walls was covered in the vines of the mysterious plant, several of its tentacles wrapped around the three canines, the males being milked by the flowery vaginas while Jane was being rammed. Ray's eyes twitched and he let out a grunt as he came once more, a few small squirts of canine sperm quickly disappearing down the vine, his body wobbling around slightly, visibly tired and almost completely out of cum. The vines stopped moving for a moment before pulling back, releasing the family. Dustin robotically walked over to his pants, his cock still throbbing and covered in a thin layer of plant juices, bending down to pull out his phone from the pocket. He pressed a few buttons before putting it against his ear, the phone ringing for a second or two before the voice of a young girl answered, 
"Hey, what's up? You've been MIA for a few hours, something happen?" 
"No, it's all good. My dad said you can come over." 
"Really? I thought you had to finish your project first?" 
"He changed his mind." 
"Oh, well I guess that means we can have our fun a bit earlier than we thought, huh~? I can come over tomorrow, right after I get out of school." 
"Sounds good, I'll be waiting."
"I love you cutie~" 
"I love you as well. Goodbye." 
The boy ended the call before stepping back next to his dad and his sister, standing completely still as a tentacle latched onto his dick, swallowing up his knot and starting to pump him dry again.