A small chuckle comes out of Dave's mouth. "Pride, what pride? You tell her she smells bad and she'll start apologizing for ever being born. Trust me, under all that fat is a sweet girl, a sweet girl she doesn't like."<br/><br/>"Is she a marshmellow girl?" Tofu asked with resounding excitement laced in her voice. Dave bellowed out with a thunderous laugh, gaining the attention of everybody on the balcony. Not sure of what was so funny, Tofu tilted her head and laughed a little, her eyes analyzing everyone on the balcony. "Ahhh, marshmellow girl. That's what I'm gonna use tonight. Alright listen up eveybody! This poor girl here is hungry! Anyone willing to make her day?"<br/><br/>"Oh pick me, pick me!" A ordinary poindexter waltzed right next to Tofu, starting to undress. "Well there you go, dig in." said Dave.<br/><br/>"Mmm mmm" Tofu shook her head.<br/><br/>"Wait-- excuse me?"<br/><br/>"He looks icky." Tofu explained.<br/><br/>"Awww, she sounds so cute." The poindexter said fawning over the plant girl.<br/><br/>"Calm down Eugene. So what are you telling me right now? Looks icky? When was the last time you ate?"<br/><br/>Tofu opened her mouth for a retort, but was cut off by the vicious growling coming from her stomach. Dave crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow at her. "Fine." she remarked. Scooting her body upwards a little, her lower half reveals itself ever so slightly. It appeared to be nothing more than a large, bulbous sack made entirely if green plant skin. The opening to her sack was a large, green and pinkish vagina, made out of the same material as the sack. Said vagina was as large as a wooden dining chair, covered with tiny, blonde hairs. The poindexter put his clammy hands together, squeezing them with excitement. Rising from her soil were two large, green tentacles, each with a leaf at the end, that wrapped around his arms, pulling him closer to her vagina.<br/><br/>As the pointdexter's hands breached her smooth vaginal lips, Tofu's vagina started to leak out a thick, gooey sap. This translucent sap poured down in stacks on top of the pointdexter's hands. He tried moving his hands closer to get a sniff of this sap, but he couldn't lift a single muscle. He was glued to Tofu's vagina. Not that he would need to move his hand closer, because he would be greeted by a powerful aroma, that flowed into his mind giving him. His whole body vibrated, yet it felt warm, light and full of energy. His pupils dilated and shifted into the shape of hearts. "Her smell... it... I lov--" He was silenced by the vagina folding inwards, burying his face in her fuzzy nethers. More sap poured down onto his head. His body continued to be dragged in greedily by Tofu, sap and all. Soon the only evidence of the pointdexter's existence was the clothes he left behind.