Bulba: Part Three.

It has been almost 6 years since Grace first discovered Bulba beneath the floor of her building. With the consumption of human nutrients and fluids the godlike creature expanded her floral realm beyond the basement and now, atop the building, supported by massive roots was the Mother Tree, Bulba's canopy. Although she was one with all other plant life, this one colossal tree was her own essence and it was worshipped and cared for as if it were her body itself. Forests of native pines reclaimed the once decaying city. People who once struggled to make a living and wallowed in their own personal depressions were given a new lease on their existence. Between the large healthy trees buildings of root and stone were raised by deft hands thanks to Helen and Nick's collaboration. People tended their own farms and created art of various varieties and degrees of quality. With no more greed or strife people flourished and lived side by side within the tree covered city.

Long rows of plants spread for more than a mile on the nearby hills, once full of malls, parking lots, and outlet stores, the entire area has been razed for the planting of crops, some used to feed the populace, some used to support the goddess Bulba, and others used to feed the life giving slaves trapped within the endless caverns below.

Nicklaus walked these rows inspecting his crop as acolytes worked around him. Once humans, the acolytes were the early feed slaves of Bulba, but over time their bodies changed and they became the mindless labor force of the goddesses influence. They had similar dark green skin but their heads, instead of rounded and large, were covered in thick vine appendages. They covered their heads in different styles similar to hair, no acolyte was similar and it was this writhing hair that acted like a fingerprint. With time Nicklaus was able to easily tell one from the other simply by their vines. With a grunt he lifted the massive sack of feed as he returned to the mother tree.

His body over the last few years had fully matured. At 7 feet in height he was the strongest of all Bulba's children, he was however, always subservient to the sisters. His twin cocks hung limp but thick between his legs and he had begun to wear a loin cloth in order to steady them while he worked. At first he found it difficult to work around the beautiful acolytes but their mindlessness and robotic nature had worn him thin over the last year and he no longer thought them attractive. Nearly every night, upon completion of work he would return to the earth and join Helen and Grace in a union. With his two pulsing cocks he would feed them the nutrients their bodies required. Although it was a task he was forced to endure, it was never done so with that in mind, always it was something he looked forward to as only the two sisters and Bulba herself could steep the coals of his raging needs.

He was however, never taken for granted or abused by Bulba's children. Although he was subservient in nature he was the most knowledgeable of Earth's plant life other than Bulba herself. He spent countless hours with her during his first two years, learning everything he would need in order to create fruitful harvest. During this time he had grown to love the goddess, in some ways he loved her more than the two sisters possibly could. A great amount of trust was placed in him as he was the sole caretaker of the entire city's public crop.

Helen, was always busy, she worked her magical art on the human population, by request she worked their skin and flesh, altering their bodies to any desirable shape or form they wanted, always though, it came with a price, two years in the earth feeding Bulba. The art of tattooing was reborn when she succeeded in making magical runes upon flesh, giving people Druidic talents and Elfin magics. Here, nobody was more important than the next, it was a very tight knit community and all were blessed in one way or another by Bulba's power. None however, dared to circumvent or disobey the sisters, especially the sister Grace.

Grace worked tirelessly on spreading Bulba's influence across the state, her own team of acolytes sought out prey for Bulba's needs. It was also Grace that worked to create the Birthing Trees. Their fruits were very special. As feed was lost to the form of the acolyte, the tree's fruit was picked. They were dormant tree bred humans. With Bulba's aid humans themselves have become a crop and were used to feed her and her miles of root systems. With the aid of Bulba's juices and delicate vines the humans that lived in the community offered up their reproductive reagents. These in turn were planted in the earth and gave rise to the trees that would provide the fruit of humans to feed the goddess Bulba, those that offered their reagents were always well cared for, and never had to work the fields, or work the earth.

With a loud thud Nick dropped the heavy bag of feed and entered the wide entrance to the caverns beneath the earth. The pounding steps of his feet were the only sound within the tunnels as he descended. The interior of the earth as it appeared some years ago is now insignificant compared to the massive underground palace in which Bulba dwells. Tree trunks of colossal thickness supported the earth and cast their luminescence upon the caves like lanterns. Acolytes wandered about at their various tasks and many busied themselves cramming feed into the hungry drooling mouths of incredibly fat and helpless humans. Their bodies were immense globes of flesh that weighed heavy on the ground. Soon the largest ones would return to the vine groves further beneath them where they would orgasm endlessly into mind crushing pleasure as their fluids fed the earth and Bulba's power.

Nick felt a loving caress in his brain as he approached her Hall, it was a towering room, carved from the ground years ago to support her continuously growing body. Only months ago did her growth stop but not until she towered over all her children.

Nick looked upon her in awe as he entered her chamber. She stood, roots merged into the earth and her colossal head of dark green attached itself to the ceiling. Even Bulba, with her great strength could no longer fully support the weight of her head. Due to its mass she began taking in the writhing slaves through her impossibly juicy lips. Nick approached slowly as she smiled down upon him. The bottom of her knees were level with his head and only when she kneeled could he enjoy the sickly sweet juiciness of her dripping pussy. Over time her body thickened. Her stomach created a pleasant bulge on which rested her colossal leaking tits, each weighing more then Nick himself. Her legs had become thick voluptuous trunks of green flesh that created a deep diamond cleavage of loveliness that harbored her slick dripping pussy. Her arms remained proportional to her body yet were almost always placed upon her head to support herself like Atlas supporting the world.

Nick stood at the base of her colorful platform of roots and flowers. As she smiled down upon him with love he kneeled and waited for her to speak. Her voice boomed throughout the caverns yet its musical tone rode through Nick's mind like an orgasm, making his body tremble and his two cocks thrust to attention, "yes, Nicklaus, I've sensed your restlessness, why speak to me directly when you could simply speak to my daughters, you know what my appearance does to you." Her gentle giggling was innocent enough but it made Nick tremble in its lust producing tones, "I, you know I have a lab my mother, and I have been watching the environment of the world, carbon emissions are at an all time low, temperatures are stabilizing and will soon reduce to safe levels. Mankind is flourishing with nature at its side once again," he bowed his head, "forgive my prying my mother, but it is you that have done this, isn't it?" She grinned at him with motherly pride, "you are correct, my canopy heals this world, even now your mistress sister Grace brings my influence to polluted regions and heals the wounds inflicted by your brethren. It is our purpose, to make those without purpose bring us health, and to use their wrongdoings as a method of restoration."

Nick stood with a confidence he had not felt in a long time. "I beg your forgiveness mother, but...there is something that has been troubling me and I believe I know the answer." Her giant head gently moved as she looked down upon him. "You're free to be honest with me, you have been honorable and diligent, your knowledge has grown even without my full blessing and so you deserve an answer to your query."

Nick hesitated as she looked down upon him, smiling with her delicious lips, "nobody truly knows where you came from, your DNA is undoubtedly of earthen origins but it isn't anything seen before, you suddenly arrive and weed out the filth of the world and you heal the wounds of the planet." He took a deep breath as he steeled himself, "you're Mother Earth, aren't you?"

Splintering wood resounded throughout the cavern as the green goddess moved. Her feet removed themselves from her roots for the first time in nearly two years. Her head tore itself from the ceiling with ease as she trod carefully on her feet. "Mother, please, I didn't mean to offend you!" She smiled peacefully as she removed herself from her throne and fell to her knees before him with a loud crunch. "Nicklaus," she held out her hand to him and he placed his own within it. His entire hand couldn't fill her palm, "we are whatever we must be, we are of many names and spirits, our goal is the same and we will never cease to exist." She placed her hand upon his body and he hugged it to him fiercely. "You're lonely..." Her hand recoiled and her face frowned "so lonely."

Nick fell to his knees, "please, I'm lost, I work so hard and I gather so much knowledge yet..." She reached out her two hands and wrapped her fingers around him gently. She picked him up and placed him upon her thick thighs. "My daughters, they do not please you?" He smiled weakly at her, "they please my body but not my mind, I am their slave by nature but it is not for that reason I am lonely." She gently picked his body up and cradled him to her breast. "What troubles you so Nicklaus, I sense great anguish in you." He looked upon her solemnly, "tell me, when the earth is fully restored and humanity is at peace what then?"

She frowned at him, something he had never hoped to see again since the day they first met, it filled his mind with worry. "It is the nature of this body to die when my task is complete." Nick leapt from her arms and hit the ground with a thud, "than make me an acolyte, I do not wish to be experience my existence without you. Your daughters may be content with this knowledge as they are a part of you as you are of them but I know, I am not a part of you as they are and I will not accept this!" He fell to his knees, "there must be a way, Mother Earth, death is not the answer."

Grace and Helen appeared beside him, Bulba's despair had infected them and they raced to see her. They looked upon Nick with confusion. Bulba's face clenched in frustration and she rose quickly, causing the earth to lightly shake. "It is the law of nature, nothing is infinite, not even this earth will remain when the passage of time reaches its end." Nick stood defiant, "I disobey you Bulba, I disobey you!" It took all of his will power to resist the arms of Helen and Grace as they tried to control him. "I will not accept your death, not ever! These two love you because they are you, I love you because you...are you!" He roared at her as he pulled his limbs from the powerful arms of the sisters. As he ran to her Bulba fell again to her knees. He jumped into her arms and hugged himself tightly to her neck. He could feel her tongue swivel beneath her throat as he led her tight. She pulled him from her and held his body gently to her cheek, "it is not something that I can control Nicklaus, by existing in this form beyond my task the balance will be disrupted and all will be for nothing." His tears began to stain her cheek, "if this world continues without you than I would rather die."

Bulba leaned down and gently caressed his cheek with one of her fingers, "my dear, you must realize that though this body may die, I will continue to exist as I always have, even now my spirit exists within you and all life, I needed to create this body in order to heal the world until even that time in which the earth itself dies. Do not be afraid for I will always be with you and my daughters."

Nick knelt down and stared at the earth beneath him, "What will happen to us? What will we do?" Bulba smiled calmly at him, reassurance trickled into Nick's mind. "You will be free to do as you please. Your bodies will return to normal, other than a longer life span of course." Nick frowned, "after so much, I don't know if I can bare to see you go."

Bulba stood proudly and looked down at her daughters who patiently waited nearby "Leave us," she said in a commanding tone. With that, the two girls quickly left to return to their duties. Bulba slowly moved back to her throne and sat down, her legs were spread eagle and she rest her enormous head on the earthen wall. She pat her green juicy thigh as a signal for Nick to sit down. Climbing over her thick flesh he managed to take a seat on her large leg. "Although you do not see it, my daughters feel the same way you do, it is my control over them that allows them to continue their duties." Nick sighed, "but why haven't you done the same to me?" Bulba smiled down upon him, "the human mind is fragile, you are the reason that the minds of my daughters remains intact. When I am gone, you will be the anchor to their consciousness and help them recover from their ordeal." Nick pressed his hand into the soft green flesh of his seat, "I don't know if I can handle it without you."

Bulba sat their for a few long moments while Nick waited patiently. "Bulba," he said, louder than he meant to. "I...I think I have an idea." Her face lowered, though without eyes her expression was unreadable. "You're a plant right? How do you reproduce?" Nick rubbed his chin, he brain became a whirlwind of thoughts. He looked up at her body with a sense of scientific scrutiny. "I have no need to reproduce." She said plainly. Nick chuckled, "perhaps, but maybe your physiology allows it, you trust me right? You gave me freedom for a reason."  Bulba sighed, "Yes, what are you getting at Niklaus?" He lept from her leg onto the ground and paced about. "You're a goddess of spirit but here your body is limited by nature and it's needs, which, according to my knowledge reproduction is necessary for survival, its instinctual in all beings."

Bulba reached out and wrapped Nick in her hand. Slowly she lifted him to her body and lay him down between her thighs. "You musn't forget Nick, that I have watched all life on earth since its conception, the laws of nature are within my core being. They are inescapable." Nick lay there for a moment, gathering his thoughts. As Bulba watched, Nick's head drooped and she could sense sadness in him. Smiling slightly, Bulba's tongue left her mouth and raced down towards Nick's body. The huge pink muscle licked the lengths of his two cocks, her fluids became smeared over them and soon absorbed into his body. "You are asking me to create children with you Nick, that cannot be. I did not create this body with that in mind."

Nick smiled confidently as her essence began to flood into his system. "No, you didn't. But with the mother tree, I believe you have." She smiled at him. Her massive head shifted skywards, if had she eyes one might wonder what she was looking for. "I'm sorry Niklaus, but what you ask for cannot be done. Yet, if you truly wish to remain with me, there is a way that we could remain together, all of us." Slowly, Bulba laid her hand down upon her thigh and with the gentleness of a Mother picked up Nicklaus as he climbed onto it. He watched nervously as she brought him closer to her face. "I love you Niklaus, as I do all my children, I will always be here however, to you I shall be gone forever, I do not wish to see you and my daughters despair in such a way." She pressed her dark green lips against his body and he could only swoon and return the gesture with his lips and tongue as he worshipped the thick, soft flesh. Slowly she lowered him towards one of her massive swollen tits. Her green inverted nipple was as large as Nick's head and he could only salivate and stare longingly at the giant stiffening nub. using his hands he began to massage and fondle the dense flesh in an effort to coax it from its prison. Eventually the nipple began to expand and show itself while sweet smelling fluids began to leak out of her nipple and run down the slope of her breast like a waterfall. Nick moved forwards and began to gently lick and suck upon the soft yielding flesh of Bulba's nipple. Although he could never hope to fit her entire nipple in his mouth like he once could, he was content with worshipping its immensity with all his body had to offer.

Eventually her fluids began create the all too familiar affect on Nick's body as he soon lost himself to his pleasure. He lay in her palm while he pistoned his two cocks with his hands. Bulba's breast juice now filled her palm and coated his body, absorbing into his skin directly. As he moaned and thrashed about Bulba raised him up to her mouth. When she opened it, her long meaty tongue slowly snaked it's way past her lips and wrapped around Nick's squirming form like a nurturing blanket. With reverence and care Bulba lifted him up and pulled him into her mouth. Her lips gently pressed upon him and massaged his body as if her were surrounded by succulent flesh while her tongue pressed upon him like a massive slithering lover. From within her mouth vines began to wrap around his extremities and the life giving mask vine gently covered his face, delivering sweet, pheromone saturated air. Nick could feel the flesh of his goddess shift about as he was pulled through her neck and into the gigantic cavity of her head.

As the soft walls of Bulba's head began to collapse around him, Nick could only think of his memories with Bulba and the others. Not only of the love they shared but the care they placed into the once damaged Earth. Images of his sisters and Bulba played in his mind while the vines that now pleasured his two cocks would suck more powerfully, or piston themselves, bringing him mind breaking pleasure. Bulba's juices soon flooded the convulsing cavity, until all Nick could feel was Bulba's flesh...Bulba's love.

With Nicklaus now trapped within her head Bulba slowly rose and began lumbering towards the cavern exit. The sound of her footsteps and the crumbling earth drew many of her followers to the exit as giant vines expanded the hole. Grace and Helen waited patiently outside as Bulba showed her body to the sun for the very first time. Through the leaves of the pines above the rays of the sun shown upon Bulba's body and reflected a green light from her soft skin. Bulba slowly approached the two sisters and lay her large hands at their feet. Eagerly they climbed upon them and just as Nick had done, they worshiped at her leaking breasts and juicy lips as Bulba coated, and fed them with her nutrient rich fluids. As the two women began to caress their enlarged heads and leaking pussies their moans of lust signaled to Bulba that they were ripe and so with gentleness and care she lifted them up and swallowed them one by one as she had done with Nick. Once they had been transferred to her gigantic, globular head, she slowly made her way to the mother tree.

The journey for Bulba was troublesome and tiring, but in her features shown dedication and love. Her three children, Niklaus, Grace and Helen now thrashed and screamed silently into their masks. Their bodies were entwined together like they were vines of their goddess. The fluid within her saturated them to impossible limits and warped their bodies. Their heads grew to incredible proportions while their bodies slowly dissolved away, their essence becoming part of her. Bulba knelt down by the Mother Tree, its branches casting shadows on her tired body, she breathed heavily as she began to dig large holes, a total of three, side by side. She remained there on the earth, absorbing what sunlight she could in order to help her loved ones change. Eventually, with so much care as only a mother could give she opened her thick lovely lips as wide as she could and one by one she pulled out three large seeds of dense brown color and deposited them lovingly into the earth. Tenderly she covered the holes with soft earth and with whispering moans she squeezed her massive green breasts causing rivers of her fluid to water her new garden.

Rising slowly she trod towards the crumbled remains of the building in which her existence began. It was now held up but the massive thick roots of her tree. With a deep sigh she rest against the side of the building while roots and vines began to wrap around her to support her body and gigantic head. Over the course of many months her body eventually began to gain a more brown color while bark slowly covered her skin. Before her, grew three majestic trees, A tall and powerful pine which from its fallen branches produced hearty wood that could be shaped, but not easily broken, a maple tree with sweet sticky sap that was as healthy as it was delicious and lastly a paper tree that bore designs of wildlife in the fragile bark and as pieces were lost, others of different beauty and color would grow to replace them. Each bore attributes of what they originally were. As the people of the Earth came to pilgrimage they would give homage to their sacrifice and to the love of Bulba the goddess, whose tree stands over the world like a massive wooden statue of feminine grace, and abundance. It is said that those on the pilgrimage, who give thanks to all four, might be lucky enough to see them, in their dreams, making love once again on the forest floor, or simply walking through the trees.