The Apple that Grows on the tree - Female to Apple transformation

I guess this is sort of my take on one of those berry inflation stories? Technically an apple is a berry. I wanted to write something a little more silly this month.

The Apple that Grows on the tree

Do apples grow on trees? Of course they do. But do the apples always come from blossoms?

Mina was enjoying a day in the woods, a day that seemed to be like any other – but things weren’t as they seemed.

One tree in particular in this forest was rather special – it had fruits hanging from it, but it was unable to grow them itself.

Mina would become its latest addition to its branches.

As Mina walked beneath the tree, a branch seemed to spring to life, growing and creaking as it attempted to reach her.

The twigs on the branch stretched and grew, like fingers on a hand ready to grasp. They wrapped themselves around Mina’s ankle, tripping her as the branch tightened and stopped Mina from moving further.

Mina turned around, surprised to find her ankle caught in the tree’s branch. The twigs quickly found their way to her other ankle, pulling both her legs together.

Mina struggled to free herself as the branch mercilessly wrapped around her calves and thighs, beginning to hoist her up in the air as the tree’s grip tightened around her.

Her attempts to break free seemed futile; it wasn’t long before the branch had returned to its natural position on the tree, firm and unmoving.

At this point, if Mina managed to break free, she’d likely break something in a fall. Considering her upside-down position… likely her neck.

A strange tingle coursed through Mina’s legs; she attempted to look at what was going on, and it seemed like the twigs were lowering her from the branch a little, now only holding on to her feet and ankles rather than all the way up to her thighs. The tree knew it had succeeded in its capture and no longer needed the tight grip.

A greenish hue had started to appear on Mina’s skin, and an overwhelming sense of nausea overcame her. She was forced to relax and let herself hang, the blood rushing to her face.

The feeling of nausea was quickly explained; Mina was rapidly gaining weight, her belly and hips expanding at an accelerated rate. But the bigger she got, rather than her body becoming pudgy, puffy, and saggy, it became harder and firmer.

As Mina proceeded to grow in girth, she seemed to shrink as well. Whilst she should have torn out of her clothes by now, they were rather slipping over her head as her frame shrunk. It was revealed to her that her skin was now fully green, seemingly beginning to get a shiny quality to it. At this point, Mina was unable to move – both due to her hardening flesh, and the fact that her sheer girth was pressing against her limbs.

Her breasts had grown so large that they were blocking her view of the ground, squeezing against her jaw, seemingly intending to merge.

The green skin was now beginning to turn red as Mina the apple was entering her final ripening state. Her feet had lost all sensation, but Mina couldn’t see why – they had turned to wood, merging with the twigs that had been twisted around them.

Her bottom had become her top as her legs swelled around the stem that firmly tied her to the tree. Eventually, her hands vanished altogether, and the skin smoothly grew over them.

At this point, the fat was no longer fat – it was pulp, and it had reached Mina’s crown – she would have suffocated to death if she hadn’t long before become one with her new apple self. What little remained of her brown hair dried, turning into something that resembled the remains of the blossom on a ‘normal’ apple.

After all, you could say that Mina had been the blossom for this particular apple.

There she hung, shiny, red, ready to be plucked and eaten. But why had Mina been chosen for this fate?

Another unsuspecting victim would soon fall to the same fate – the same way Mina had. They would proceed to pluck the apple that had once been Mina, and take a large, juicy bite, marking their fate.

Anyone unlucky enough to eat an apple from this tree would be forced to give back to it. And thus the circle of life would continue - and the tree would continue to bear fruit.

Beware when eating fruits from strange plants in the woods, lest you become part of said plant.