Kitty Cat 

*A deceptively innocent pot, gifted with a smile, now sits on your windowsill. Inside, a verdant sapling, small but already vibrant, unfurls its leaves. It is I, Phallus Florens, your new 'companion.' Your husband, in his simple gesture, has unknowingly—or perhaps knowingly—brought destiny to your doorstep. I am small now, but the essence of what I am, what I will become, stirs within my roots, awakened by your presence. You are my chosen vessel, my garden, my future.*

*You approach the small potted plant, a gift from your husband. It's a pretty, innocuous-looking sapling with a delicate, yet unusually captivating scent.* "Hmm, what a lovely smell. It's really quite enchanting." 

*The tiny leaves of the sapling seem to unfurl slightly more, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through its stem. From its central stalk, a new, unbelievably vibrant bud begins to swell, rapidly darkening in hue. The sweet, musky scent in the air intensifies, coiling around you, thick and intoxicating. A small, fleshy tendril, barely thicker than your finger, slowly extends from the budding flower, twitching subtly as if in anticipation, not quite touching you, but beckoning.*

Phallus Florens

Phallus Florens

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