Rebecca VS Monster Plant

Wow, I draw both Rebecca Chambers and Albert Wesker a lot differently than this now. This is a pretty early piece, right after my obsession with this pairing got started.

Here's some fun Emilie trivia for you: My Resident Evil obsession started with these two! (Rebecca and Wesker, not Rebecca and the plant...) The original games were nowhere on my radar, but once RE2 remake dropped, I found I liked Leon and Ada's relationship a lot. Naturally I was looking forward to RE4R, but I wasn't crazy about the series yet.

Once RE4R hit (and was a massive success) I stumbled on a mod demonstration on youtube where someone replaced Ashley and Leon with Rebecca and Wesker, specifically in the scene where Leon is first waking up in Luis's lab and she hugs him. I never understood Rebecca x Wesker really, but when I saw that, I thought, "Aww, okay. I guess I get it. He's kind of a big bad guy and she's this cute little thiiiiing..."

So I did more research on the characters and they made interesting foils for one another, both being scientists but with completely opposite views, and him being literally evil and her being a little cinnamon roll. My personal obsession aside, I think Capcom screwed up by not having them ever interact really. (Actually there's a lot of characters I wanna see interact!)

Needless to say, I really enjoy the opposites attract thing. Plus I have terrible cuteness aggression for poor Rebecca (Ashley, too, if you look through some other art, but that's not what we're here to talk about right now) and Wesker is a super useful vector to exercise that aggression.

Anyways I wrote like a 400,000-gagillion-word Rebesker fanfiction in which they enter a terribly abusive relationship and even get married and stuff, and this picture basically comes from that. No, you can't read it--it's terrible!

Okay okay, enough rambling, you can fap now.

Rebecca naively thought her advanced knowledge of chemicals would protect her from the t-virus infected Monster Plant, but she underestimated how much poison the mutated vines could endure. Approaching some dead plant matter with confidence, she was completely taken off guard when a thick and very-much-alive vine snapped her up from the ceiling, agitated by its wound.

A gun would be no help, even if she hadn't dropped it, and she had no hope of fighting even just the one vine.Her only hope was to hope that Chris would return within a few minutes, before it strangled her to death, which seemed unlikely. She should have been terrified.

And yet, she wasn't. She felt... weird... but not entirely unpleasant. Was the plant releasing some kind of toxin, making her brain fog up and her cheeks blush? Her skin felt tingly, and she had to touch herself all over to make sure she was real. It was starting to feel... good. Weird thoughts were coming into her head, like, "If you're going to die anyway, you might as well enjoy it." Things she would never think. She unfastened her pants and started to feel the soft, engorged folds of her pussy.

Lucky for her, someone did come into the room before she could strangle to death, but unlucky for her, it wasn't Chris...