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Bugs (short eggpreg story)
🕑 Added 2022-02-21 03:32:50 +0000 UTCHello guys! I have a story to share. It's all smut, a little bit of dub-con, and alien insectoid/human relations. Don't feel bad if it's not something you're interested in and you're not obligated to read this at all. I just had an idea and went with it! Of course if you do like it, lemme know down below if you'd wanna read more or perhaps something else with the characters in the story.
It is in second person POV and deals with egg preg, so keep that in mind if you do go ahead and read.
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You wake up with a start, gasping for breath as you look around your surroundings. The first thing you notice is the soft, slimy walls and floor of the hole you’re trapped in and you shudder when you recall just how you got here.
You and your team were hired to explore and exterminate a nearby colony of alien insects but you were separated from your partner early on in the hive. Despite reports of activity, the hive seemed abandoned as you navigated the winding tunnels and at the start of your mission, you wondered if you should perhaps pull out but the thought died the further you delved deeper into the claustrophobic tunnels.
From behind you heard a scratching, clattering sound and quickly turn to try and catch sight of whatever caused the sound, but the flashlight pinned to your flat-jacket revealed nothing. As your heart started to calm, chittering could be heard but as you turn to face the sound you again don’t find the source. You decided then it was time to call to your teammates to meet up so you could take on the threat together but the moment you lowered your weapon to radio them, the insects descended upon you and rendered you unconscious.
Coming back to the present, you think it best to look over yourself and come up with some plan to escape. You think that if your team is still in the tunnels, they must be looking for you after not receiving anything from you over your comms. Just how long have you been down in this hole, anyhow? Surely, it couldn’t have been that long.
There’s enough light from the glowing mushrooms dotting the ceiling and you’re able to look down at yourself. You’ve been stripped of your weapons and armor, in fact, the skin-tight jumpsuit you had on underneath is torn to pieces, leaving large amounts of your body bare. There are a few abrasions but nothing that needs immediate care though when you move around the stiff soreness in your body is obvious.
You can’t quite stand in the hole you’re in and the only way out was up a slimy, large hole there was no way you could pull yourself up out of. You even try to pull yourself up despite knowing it wouldn’t work but can’t attain a grip with the soft, spongy slime coating everything. You wonder if this is where the juveniles go to feed but you don’t see anything larval shedding or signs of undigested material. Brushing your hand through your hair, you look up at the hole again and shout the names of your crew - someone has to hear you? Maybe?
Only distant chittering answers you. It’s useless to wear out your voice - maybe if you try again later your team will hear you. Yes, they just have to work deeper into the tunnels.
From your right, you hear some very human moaning and turn toward it. Taking cautious steps, you notice that there’s a narrow tunnel between where you woke up and what might be another chamber. The moaning is non-stop and from what you can discern, it sounds like moans of pleasure accompanied by a soft squelching. You’re hesitant to turn the final bend but the hope of reuniting with a familiar face, hell even a human face, drives you on.
You turn and your eyes widen. It’s Vick, you’re heavy-gunner, naked and laying on top of a creature that reminds you of a giant caterpillar. The alien was holding Vick with its many legs and what looked like a ribbed cock (you later realize it’s an ovipositor) was stretching Vick’s asshole. It was pulsating and it didn’t take a biologist to know what the creature was pushing up inside your companion.
Abject fear kept you from crying out for him and from this you noticed the blissed look on his face and your eyes followed the line of his distended gut to the heavy cock spurting cum like a faucet. It was then he looked over at you, licked his lips, and turned his attention back up at the alien caterpillar. The insectoid also took notice of you but was too busy breeding Vick to react, only moving its long, fuzzy antenna.
You stumbled backward from the sight, walking back to your chamber you feel like a coward but honestly what could you do? Even if you managed to pull Vick away, you might end up hurting him or causing shock which could kill him. Whatever the alien was pumping into him with the eggs, it was a numbing aphrodisiac.
It surprisingly only takes you a few minutes to pull yourself together and start feeling along the walls, looking for another tunnel. With the foreign fauna that blends together, it takes a little bit before you find another passage and follow it to the next area. Inside this was your captain, Brom and he has several large grubs slithering over him. One is between his legs, wriggling against him and another is perched on his chest writhing against his mouth. Brom’s belly isn’t as full as Vick’s but you can tell there was something inside him. Much like the heavy-gunner, the captain is moaning as he grips the thick body of the alien filling him. His sharp, dark eyes caught sight of you and he pulls his lips away from the grub, white fluid dripping from his mouth and he smiles at you, actually fucking smiles at you.
“Sargeant,” he calls to you and he rolls his hips up against the grub between his legs. “You’re alive.” He croons as another sickly plump, bluish alien latches onto one of Brom’s nipples, causing the captain to give one serious buck.
“What’s happened to you?” You say, your voice breaking up in fear. The aliens in this room don’t take any notice of you and are perfectly content to keep at it with Brom.
“Wonderful, isn’t it?” The captain sounds drunk as he gives another suck to the stubby member sticking out from the grub perched by his face. “You, is there a way out of here?”
“I haven’t found one.” You move closer and attempt to pull an alien off of Brom but he shakes his head.
“Don’t, I-oh it’s so fucking good. You’ll see, Sargeant.”
You shake your head at him in disbelief and step backward only to notice a smaller alien has started wriggling up your leg and you bat it away quickly. It’s apparent that the captain isn’t thinking straight, much like Vick. You move to retreat once again, determined more than ever to find a way out from this nest and get help for your crew and avoid joining them. Brom is calling for you but you block him out as you run your hands along the walls, finding another tunnel and rushing down it. Chittering, moans, and squelches echo off the glowing walls of the tunnels and you’re so distracted by your surroundings, you don’t notice a grub at feet which trips you and roll down into a lower chamber.
You look around you as you push yourself into a sitting position and want to scream as you see two more of your crew members enraptured with a couple of creatures that look half spider and half worm. These creatures happen to be wrapped around their bodies, holding them down as eggs are being pushed into them too. They look different somehow, you can’t place it but the way their bodies are so full, it can’t be within human limits, can it?
They don’t even recognize you, they’re too busy rubbing back against their breeders and kissing each other, sharing a white fluid that must have come from the grubs but a thought that chills you further is if your two comrades are producing this white fluid.
Before you realize you’re just sitting in place, slime drops from the roof of this chamber and you look up to see another of the large alien caterpillars dropping down and blocking your path. You push yourself up to your feet but something drops on you, a grub and you fall flat on your back. The alien bug is stronger than you realize as you try to fight it off but it’s not long before a thick, stubby prick has slid from a hidden sheath and is threatening to split your lips apart. Turning your head is pointless and it isn’t long till the member forces its way into your reluctant mouth to spurt a long, thick rope of fluid down your waiting gullet. It warms your core instantly and the fight in your body slacks for a few moments as arousal suddenly strikes you.
You aren’t given time to focus as you and the grub are suddenly lifted up onto the long, wide underside of the caterpillar. Its legs work to pull the remaining fabric of your jumpsuit away and the first prod of an ovipositor rests between your thighs. Naturally, you try to squirm away but with manhandling of the alien, the member pushes inside your hole and stretches you wide, you’d hiss at the pain if it weren’t for the alien cock occupying your mouth. Pain melts into pleasure though and your eyes go heavy-lidded as you’re stretched wider, the ovipositor rubbing against you in the best way possible. Grinding your hips down on the intruding member, you inwardly giggle at how good this feels but are also frightened at what this means for you. You’re going to be filled with eggs and used for breeding.
The first egg to enter hurts more than it pleases and for a moment you’re snapped out of your bliss and clenching every muscle in your body. That first is soon joined by a second and as it settles in your gut, the bubbling heat in your core covers up the pain. Pleasure washes over you with each succeeding egg and you’re once again rocking against your alien breeder. The grub has moved on, slithering down your body to rest against where you and the caterpillar are joined to tease you with its tongue. Reaching down, you pat its head, cooing to it like you would a lover. Two of the smaller grub-like aliens are climbing up your middle, excited to have another mate as they work your nipples, covering your chest in a sticky mess of alien cum.
Your first full orgasm hits by the time your stomach has grown out and you look about five months pregnant. It’s a full-body shudder of ecstasy and you rub your stomach with a full-on moan. It’s so hard to remember why you were fighting this? What even brought you here and who were the other people with you?
Speaking of other people, the two in the brood chamber with you are laying their eggs with smaller grubs taking the eggs to another chamber. Their bodies have changed a little, their eyes glowing like the flora around you. They look so happy as some of the eggs have already hatched, small slithering things pushing out and wriggling gently about the floor. A burst of eggs pushing inside your guts draws your attention away from the other humans and you shimmy your growing body as the newly deposited eggs settle with their siblings. That’s when you notice your nipples are leaking a strange, sticky fluid similar to that of your insect captors. An instinct foreign to you tells you this is perfectly normal and needed for the young you and the other humans are growing inside.
Sinking further into each orgasm, you were content to watch your belly grow as your fellow humans were surrounded by their young.
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Time is something you no longer think about. There isn’t much to think about now, not when you’re so busy being a good broodmare for the aliens so kind to welcome you and the fellow humanoids into the hive. Your needs are met and you’re safe from any harm and you can’t think of life before coming here.
Currently, you’re resting against your moss and mushroom bed with your legs spread wide as you help a grub latch onto your hole and begin to work its body inside you. You don’t have any eggs right now but your body has adapted to this life of birthing and carrying the different aliens living in this nest. It cycles between the different insectoids, you assume, and hiccup a moan when the grub bumps against a particularly sensitive spot inside you.
“That’s it, baby.” You praise softly as you feel the thick ropes of spend begin filling you. The smaller grubs have to really work to get to your new womb but their wriggling never fails to get you to cum.
You look across the chamber and see your other humanoids entangled with each other. One of the biggest changes you’ve had to endure is this insatiable appetite for mating and you all keep each other busy when your sires are tending to other things. Pushing yourself up, you waddle awkwardly as you join the others, being welcomed by strong arms. You lick your lips before wrapping them around a stiff cock as another is pushed inside beside the grub while someone you once knew as Brom suckles from you.
You’re not sure why but you’ve become the most desired among your little group and each person makes sure they take full advantage of you while they can. It can be a little overstimulating but you’ve accepted your place.
The grub falls away, slinking off now its job is finished and a pair of lips nestle against your hole, drinking up whatever trickles out while licking the base of the cock buried inside you. Now it’s just you and the others, your little pack in the nest, and you can give them your full attention. Hopefully, you’ll fall asleep just like this, with the others using you till they tire as well.
