Every year, in the deep forests of Sumatra, a little bit of magic happens. The Amorphophallus Titanum, known colloquially as the “Corpse Flower”, blooms for botanists and tourists lucky enough to experience it. The top nearly reaches ten feet high as the inflorescence gradually heats up, using a natural process of metabolizing sugar to achieve this end, until the time is right and the plant is ready to give off its natural perfume. One that just happens to smell like a funeral home in August that accidentally forgot to leave the air conditioning on.
There’s actually a very good reason for this. The corpse flower doesn’t get pollinated through normal means (it has a long standing feud with bumblebees), so it uses beetles and common houseflies to help spread its pollen grains around. They’re attracted by the smell of rotting meat, because that’s where they have to lay their eggs, and so travel from corpse flower to corpse flower in search of the dead body providing the delicious aroma. A classic tale of bait and switch, and one that the putrescent towering plant should be ashamed of.