87. Peeled
Amy pulls out the bottle of herbicide, uncorks it, rears back, and heaves it at the plant. As the bottle traces a graceful arc through the air, bits of it splash onto some of the plant’s wayward vines and leaves, instantly withering them.
“GRAAAAAAAAAH!”
The plant lets out loud screams of pain each time a bit of it gets splashed. About halfway through the bottle’s flight, Amy’s heart sinks; the bottle isn’t going to reach its intended destination. A few seconds later, the bottle clatters to the floor just outside the large planter in which the plant rests, its contents spilling out, useless, onto the floor.
Amy, realizing her best chance at victory is now running down the drain, wonders if she can’t get past that root to get back to the lab and make more herbicide. She runs to the door and tries prying the root out of the way. As she struggles with the root, a thin tendril snakes its way slowly up behind her. Before she can react, it coils three times around her neck and hoists her into the air!
“Gurk!” says Amy.
Amy is presented to the giant mouth of the plant. It looks to Amy like that giant maw bears a scowl now; she hurt it, but clearly not enough. As she hangs there helplessly, a second vine hooks itself into the front of the neck of her t-shirt. It slowly draws down, cutting through her shirt, her bra, and then her shorts and panties, emerging out of her left pant leg. After cutting this swath, it moves around to the back and does the same thing down her back, this time going to the right pant leg. It then slowly begins pulling the clothes off Amy’s body, starting at the top, and working down. It dawns on Amy that she’s being peeled like a banana! This thing must have learned from the behavior of people around her. Amy is soon completely denuded but for her boots and socks..
Amy marvels for a moment at this incredible learning plant, but soon snaps out of her reverie as she finds herself moving closer and closer to the plant's fearsome maw. Then-
CHOMP! “ARRRGH!”
The beast chomps down on Amy’s legs up to her thighs, grinding on them, causing as much pain as possible as it chews her up. It then unclenches its jaw, drops her in further, and-
CHOMP! “EEEEEEK!”
This time the thing chomps straight into Amy’s breasts, squishing them back and forth and breaking the skin as it sucks down the blood that comes out. It opens its mouth for one final swallow-
CHOMP!
This time there is no scream as Amy’s whole body is inside the plant, which now proceeds to chew her, top to bottom, with reckless abandon, sucking and gnawing all the scraps of flesh off Amy’s body. Finally-
*PTOO!*
The plant spits out Amy’s remains, aiming perfectly so that they land on top of her clothes. Now all that’s left of Amy is some torn jeans, t-shirt, and underwear, and a pile of broken, digestive juice-soaked bones, the marrow sucked out of them, all nutritive value pulled from Amy’s ravaged body.
“BUUUURP!”
Amy is in no condition to continue this adventure or her life