Constantine The Laughing Magician Presents; Life in the Real World –

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Chapter 16: Mum Said Not To Play With Your Food, Didn't She?

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~ I haven't practiced talking to kids in a while – save for Wayne's son an' all, I'm hopeless as a father to anyone I meet, or have met. What if Zee wants to come to me and say – Oh! Right, this isn't about my shite love - life or failed relationships, mates. It's about the characters in this story I'm currently scribbling down; as if this page were a part of my last will and testament. We're far from to the last part, so look alive. The real world is full of those oddities you'd really rather just wanna tell to "bugger off." Ah, then we are all set? Listen to this…. ~

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"The wheels on the bus go ROUND AND ROOOUND!"

Harley was on a roll as Ivy used her own abilities to combat the sewer – tendrils that reminded her of NYC nightlife somewhat….

" IVE!!! Headed your…. way!! Catch!!"

The dismembered tendril ended up being tossed into Pam, who screamed and swatted the item as if this were Harley's idea of taking her out to a Gotham Knights game.

"Foul ball! Did you see that!"

"Harles? Um, we have an even bigger problem…" Ivy pointed to the upper side of Gotham and a large mass of tendrils surrounding a castle in the heart of it all.

Wayne manor.

Harley felt her jaw drop, while Ivy just went on to see a flying, trench wearing bad boy –

"Incoming!!"

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Bruce dug through his coat to locate his unit, but the party was just getting started as plant freaks started to grow out of the wine cellar, and even up on the podium while Gordon took to his best stance without peeing his pants.

"Alfred??" Bruce only heard a garbled response from the other line.

~ Mas…. da….m…..i……zzzz……bzz…..con…..stan…..~

"Hang on! I'm coming back –

" Look out!!" Gordon's shout had Bruce look up at a set of jaws in his face.

"Little shop of horrors…. great." Bruce ducked and dove out of the plant's view as fast as he could.

Tossed into a position that could risk his legs being torn to shreds – but he kicked. He got out, and ran to find a way back out onto the streets before something regrettable came to add to his many, ingrained traumas.

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"Where are you, Master –

"Oh, my! Back! I dare say! Not…tonight, you won't!" Alf was on his own as Titus barked at Dami's door.

The only spot that was now as well guarded as the watchtower.

Tendrils surrounded the entire frame of it as that boy must have been far too quiet, and it did not settle well with the butler who rushed to grab the dog before he was devoured by a tendril with a good bite on it.

"Best not to tempt it, Titus. Young Master Damian needs us, yet that door…. oh –

~ Alfred! ~

"Master Bruce?" Alfred pulled out the unit and saw the Batman's cowl on the face of it.

"Good heavens! You must find that fellow, Constantine; he'll know how to –

~ What happened to Gotham is because of one of John Constantine's spells. ~ Bruce quickly spoke, his cape being munched on by a Venus fly trap impersonator.

Sighing, and then a yelp from Titus a moment no sooner, Alfred cleared his throat.

"That is exactly WHY you must find the man! Damian grabbed ahold of his spell book in his pack, and now the plant is taking advantage of your son through some mind – manipulation tactic! Constantine left us to see to collecting what we could, but the young master is currently, being heavily guarded."

Al brought the device screen up to the door, just feet away, to show Batman how this was supposed to play out.

With human flesh on the menu since their take – down of Pygg and Toad…(Typo. Nod to Gotham series.)

~ I'm not stopping Alfred; Oracle is making sure to connect to the bat family outside of the city; in case this magical mishap were to spread to Bludhaven or –

He stopped. A swift kick to the jaw of the fly trap, and it was down.

~ I'm on my way, watch the door. Keep Titus calm. ~

"Roger that, Master Bruce."

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~ Are you awake, mortal boy? ~

Dami blinked and with a groan, he could not see his room, or his feet.

Or…

"Unhand me! What is this monstrosity you've –

~Don't you mean, we've unleashed, little flesh bag? ~

Dami snorted at the tendril – creature as it hid from his eyes, yet he could hear it's booming voice as loud as any snake in the grass.

"You're a figment of my desires; a single entity that I can wish gone at any –

" Mnnnffh!!"

~ Have you missed your meal, child? Don't fret…I'm not leaving until you are stuffed and satisfied… ~

Dami gagged on the tendril. He saw twenty more shoot up to catch at the rest of him and to rip open his pants with a twisted yank downwards.

~You won't recall my taking you and filling you with my future kind…You are to be honored that you chose me to summon from all of the warlock's book of spells. I feel just as special; as you'll soon wish to feel the same, once I take you back to my realm… ~

" Mmnn !!" Dami's teeth gnashed in his mouth as the sap slipped down his throat. The boy was pulled off the root as the cackling fiend from another dimension only toyed with the bat's brat. No love in its touches, yet it found the aura the child held to be a scrumptious change of pace to its usual, squirming fare.

"You…..won't get away with this!" Dami snarled up at the fiend in shadow, it was after all this entire plant mass that had taken him through the walls, intent on making him bare its new generation as if he could…

~ You look nervous, dear boy. Don't be…I am willing to trade another's life if you so desire it. Will someone else be taking y-

"I'm not as shallow as you think." Dami shot at the creature with a warning glare. "You'll unhand me or be turned into a pile of wood ash. Your choice."

~ I know; for you would do anything to be a king of everything and nothing, little prince…I know, because I saw your foremost heart's desire. I can give you as you please, just as you may gladly give up your soul to me –

"Why does Constantine even know you?? Why a demon, when he's on our side?? I knew that crooked "bloke" was not what he appeared to be…"

~Aha….I have it then… ~ The tendrils slunk over closer as Dami tried to get away and failed.

"I'm warning you..! Keep your snake arms off of –

~ I'll finish my meal in silence, if you please. ~

Bored, the tendrils found the kid's jaw and dove in, two instead of one made the kid's face stretch wider, as that made it so he had enough gap space to milk them, even if it was just to bite down with those spoiled, soiled baby teeth.

~ How sweet…You really do enjoy my seed coming into you….might have to up the ante as they say…~ Purred the bestial plant. ~ If you decide to finally take my generous offer to heart, I might breed you twice in one night...The first time…~

The pants went down, underwear as well as Dami squealed and twisted to see it NOT happen. He was about to lose his mind to a drooling Vinca without making a second glance from behind as something cool and wet made itself extra cozy.

~ Will be free of charge. On the house, just for you. ~

Dami's body arched in an uncomfortable way as the vine burrowed deep inside, nestling up against places that didn't belong to either species without the proper consent.

" Tnn….hrr…..eer…." (Take it out.)

He said past the vines that were still pumping sap over and past his abused esophagus.

The plant man as it transformed into one, just grinned and tried to pull back from the boy's lips to coat itself some more with a tendril hand to stroke its green, large and long member. Dami shuddered at how the glistening sap almost winked back at him, beckoning the child to have his fill before the plant creature took him fully. Away into another realm of pleasure, forever….

~ Nn….no!~

The plant at his other end began to move and pulsed in a twisting, pivoting and painful way. Dami clenched and swore that he'd… smelled blood –

The plant stopped as the creature to his back caressed his toy's cheeks to spread them. A trickle of thin drops of red plopping to the floor, as more tendrils hurried to lap up their feast's crying behind and its life - saving contents.

They'd torn him open, and Damian wanted to cry as much as he could after this. His body felt lighter, hotter as hormones and a stranger sensation flooded his entire frame. So, sleepy…

Dami was sure his body felt dense. As if the poker in his rear wasn't trying to spit everything it had out in one blow. He whined and felt a set of finger – tendrils take hold of his jaw in a gentler way that had the boy's skin crawling all over. He shook his head, the blood in his veins turning to ice as he winced at the pain, not through it as before.

He'd been harmed by blades of all sorts.

Electrocuted.

Whipped and even beaten black and red….

~We might have been a might rough with you…well, nothing a bit of my sap can't remedy! Open wide now, child…I'll fix you up, good as new…~

Dami gasped and tried to pull away as a set of hungry, green and sweet scented plant – lips took his, while the vines behind him got back to what they were made for.

Devouring his seed to replace it with their own.

His belly was so swollen after that, while the moan his voice let linger was enough to drive the child mad.

This was a rape, not love, not a contract. The plant was –

The tendrils to his back granted the boy a swat with the intent of keeping his mind preoccupied.

Another slap on his tush made the boy's ass red as a fireplace in the manor. Only, hotter to his rather greedy takers as they lapped at his ass hole eagerly. The boy bit back a moan, but the twisting of his pinched buds snapped the kid to gaze at the oppressive plant face; now, long green hair and eyes that were hollow and hungry. A body of a suitor to any damsel.

Yet, he felt afraid. Afraid that it would take him and tear him up again and again.

The fiend's smile was now pure torture as that freak took his lips and nipped to its leisure. Humming as it did so.

The glassy eyed child looked up to see the plant beast cradling his face as if it were afraid to let go. Their lips pulled away finally, strands of sap clinging to the boy's mouth and tongue as the plant let a long tongue come at the shell of the beast's meal's ear. Soft pants of the boy's poor breath became heavier, dragging him closer to his fate…He'd never snoop again….he'd be so good, he'd never…

~ Dear child…I understand…YET. You'll like what we have in store….take my scent and drift on it…..that's a –

"Did I bloody say you could play with your food, Nymph??"

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Yes, Dami lost his virginity (in a way) to a plant daemon called a Nymph (Greek in origin) and Gotham is being attacked by someone other than Ivy for a change. Isn't that a shocker! Read on to see if John banishes the beastie – but will he be able to halt its advances….or is John's goose cooked once Batman gets ahold of him? Stay tuned!!