#insect monster

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

a/n: this is a Kofi reward!

A daily life in the bee hybrid queen is full of surprises. Though there is a set routine and long list of things you have to get done, you still end up spending a lot of that time getting into… interesting situations.

In the morning, your loyal attendants wake you up with a hearty breakfast. Fluffy pancakes covered in fresh honey, perfectly picked fruit, and your choice of eggs and/or meat.

“My queen…” one of your attendants coo, their hands roaming over your soft form. “It’s time for a bath…”

They all buzz with anticipation, excited to see their queen completely bare. Your body is the only one their yearn to touch and see, and it is their favorite part of the day when they get to bathe you.

They undress you with a gentleness you never felt before becoming queen, kissing being pressed into your neck and shoulders. You can feel them shudder and hear their needy whines, all desperate to get you naked as soon as possible.

Once you’re in the tub, you’re joined by your attendants, some washing your body and others moving their hands to your pretty cunt.

“So pretty…”

“My queen, my love…”

“Oh, what an amazing start to the day…”

You feel several cocks rutting against your thighs and soft tummy, and soon your hips are lifted into the lap of the attendant that gets his turn with you today.

A dreamy sigh leaves your lips as you’re settled onto his cock, another bee groping your tits behind you. Your nipples are pinched and tugged on as you’re bounced on his cock, the others buzzing and pouting.

It’s not long before he cums inside, leaving you feeling warm and comfortably full. After you’re satisfied and clean, they help you out of the tub and guide you to your vanity.

Once dressed, you’re escorted through the hive by a few guards, meeting with some of the noble bees and answering the worker bee questions. You always take the time to help those you can, and right before lunch you make your way towards the medical ward.

There are multiple injured bees from your hive and others as well. You’re a kind queen, allowing them to stay and receive care. Even if they don’t decide to join the hive, you see no reason to leave a hurt bee hybrid to die.

“My queen, your lunch is ready.”

You smile, following another guard to the cafeteria. On your way, you’re stolen from the guards and fingered in a closet, the worker bee begging to fill you with his eggs.

“P-please, my queen… I was injured when my turn came up, I need you…”

And being the kind queen you are, you lift up your leg and let him fuck into your warm cunt. His wings flutter behind him, his pants and whimpers filling your ears as he fills you with his eggs.

When the guards come looking, you give a random excuse to make sure the worker bee doesn’t get in any trouble. After all, you enjoy being so loved in the hive.

You yawned as you ate lunch, rubbing at your eyes. Your attendants noticed how exhausted you are, fretting over their beloved queen.

“She needs rest, you’ve been working her all day!” one of them protests, burying his face into your neck. The others nod and crowd you, pouting at the guards and officials.

Your attendants don’t have much power, but when it comes to your well being they are taken seriously.

“No, I’m alright.”

They buzz nervously as you stand, stretching a bit. “I just get sleepy after lunch sometimes.”

Despite saying this, you are followed as you go about other duties, several guards having to prevent them from crowding you while you attend to important matters.

After dinner you’re exhausted, but you allow your attendants to dress you in delicate and expensive lingerie as you’re presented before the bee hybrid colony. Each are eager for their turn, standing or hovering in line.

You’re pinned to your bed, a fat cock stretching you out as another nudges your lips. Your hands pump two others, your entire body being used by your subjects.

The queen has to be bred, to be filled with eggs. That is your duty, to mate with your subjects and make sure they all felt appreciated and loved.

A content subject was a loyal subject. Getting to kiss, touch, and be inside of their queen made their hearts full.

When you were covered in cum and exhausted, your attendants descended upon you, pushing away any other bee hybrids and carrying you away.

They cover you in kisses, quickly bathing and dressing you in soft pajamas then putting you to bed.

Being the queen of a hive of bee hybrids can be hard, but above all it is fulfilling.

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[monstercampus]

foaming at the mouth for efraim. i need to get passed around like a blunt between him n his other insect friends like immediately

prrrrrr!!! i went a lil....nutso <3

(cws: afab + gn pronouns, drug use, free use/taking turns, established relationship, vaguely/mostly consensual, breeding, oviposition, insect mutants, mild photo/video recording, exhibitionism, weird dicks, venom/monster "substances", unintentional knotting, oral, cum drinking)

wc: 1k+

Maybe Ef invited you over to roll a blunt with him but you showed up to find all his close friends :) hangin out in the dorm with him. Z and his other slime roommate are gone for the day so it's just you guys--and it's just a chance to make new friends, y'know? C'mon in, they're nice guys. You're not even sure if they're students at MC but who cares? As Efraim says, they're cool and they "just wanna hang".

There's that one guy with the dark hair that's supposedly a beetle hybrid; all smooth, deep skin with an array of small carapace shells all up and down his back, lining his skin almost like plates that you'd find on armour. Then there's Efraim's touchy friend who sports the deep, red eyes of a wolf spider, each extra set that makes up six running smaller and smaller as they scatter down his cheeks like red rivers. The sideways fangs that gleam when he opens his mouth are a bit off-putting, but he promises not to poison you, sweetie. And then there's the guy that's scattering little sparkly particles wherever he turns--apologizing every time he gets it on the couch--because his wings are covered in the stuff, as is his fluffy collar and antennae and his curly white hair itself. He's an albino moth, but as pretty as he is it doesn't preclude him from leering with just as much interest in you as the rest of them. He's a couple years older, so is the spider--it makes them bolder, more apt to offer you their rolling skills and to make sure every joint you smoke is taken care of before it even reaches your lips. Pretty things like you don't have to roll their own blunts.

It's not until a half hour passes by, when you're all sufficiently smoked up, that you mistake Efraim's lap for the couch and sit your ass on it. The joint he's got half-smoked perches in his mouth so he can wiggle you back in, keep you from getting up when you realize cause he doesn't really want you to get up. You're so comfy and warm. The guys don't mind, they probably didn't even notice.

Even if they didn't, it's a little hard not to notice when Efraim takes you out of the living room into the kitchen and slots himself between your legs. He barely bumps you against the counter but you're in it at once; kissing, belt unbuckling, his rough hands turning you away and bending you forward over the counter cause that's what you wanted. No need to say it, he can smell it. Just have to keep quiet so his stoned friends don't notice while they're playing video games on the tv just a few feet away. He moans into your ear as he slips it in cause you just feel so hot, and he loves the sound that pretty pussy makes when he's making love to her. He's trying not to make it obvious but fuck he can't help filling you up when he's all riled.

"Just gonna have to hold it in, sweets." He chuckles in your ear before kissing it and hiking your bottoms back up for you. One of his friends rolled another joint for you and you're not just gonna reject it, are you? He ushers you back to the little party with a smirk when you take it for a good, long pull. The others aren't dumb, this wouldn't be the first time Ef--or any one of them--messed with their significant other while the rest of them were hanging out. But none of them have ever dated a human before and Efraim seemed certain that they were a sluttier species than they looked. The fact that you don't say anything when his beetle buddy starts rubbing your knee is proof enough.

Ef's eyes zero in on you with intense focus when you start reacting to the touches, not that you notice. You turn your head and guy's dark face is right there, his eyes boring holes into you from centimeters away as he asks for a kiss. His hand slides up to cup you when you dazedly nod your head, his thumb finding your clit through the fabric the moment your lips touch.

It's any wonder, through the smoke and the haze of recreational drug usage, that you manage to pull each other's clothes off with any success. He's barely an inch away from you the entire time and you can barely work your fingers, but you both somehow manage on the cramped couch until he presses you over the arm of it. From here, you've got a full view of the tv screen as your boyfriend and both his other friends duke it out in their fighting game--all while his buddy that you barely know gets down on his stomach and slides his tongue up your inner thighs. He barely reacts when Efraim's cum meets his lips at the crest of your folds. He licks it up with the rest, hollowing out his cheeks to suck like he's drinking from a fountain. It occurs to you that maybe your pleasure isn't even his goal--maybe it's just an afterthought to what he really wants, which is to absolutely devour some human pussy while he's got the once-in-a-lifetime chance.

"Ef," You moan, tugging at the sleeve of your boyfriend on the floor, who is thankfully the closest of his three friends to the couch. His hands on the controller, he turns momentarily to kiss your cheek as you hang over the side of the couch, barely taking his eyes off the screen for a split second.

"Mhm. Love you too, baby. Watch me crush these clowns." He chuckles, only half-listening if that. In the meantime there's a cock begging for your attention, smearing sticky precum over your ass as he shakily guides it to slide down your folds. It's cold. It's got rough, sticky bumps that ooze some kind of mildly venomous substance, because you can feel the pricks of the poison as his arousal seeps into your skin. He can barely hold back the gasp when he glides it in, not more than a couple inches breaching your body suddenly before he sinks into all the rest slowly. Slowly, slowly, slowly--each moment as delightfully agonizing as the last as your blood mixes with his venom and creates a popping sensation in your veins that feels like you've been injected with sparkler candies.

Each thrust is deep, his powerful hips a violent set of pistons that throw you forwards against the couch every time. But more than that, his touch itself is penetrating; the beetle yanks your arms back and uses the force to press into you harder, his dick hardening and softening in erratic rhythm as if he's trying to mold himself to squeeze into your tightest cracks. The weed has him aggressive and somewhat feral and the others will tell you that themselves when this is all over--not before he can get you pinned and juiced up with venom to breed you first, though. He at least wanted one round with Efraim's pretty human and he's got it, he's claimed you rightfully when he drags you completely underneath him and dwarfs you under his arms, pumping your pussy with harsh thrusts to finally, eventually, come spilling that one, huge glob of half-beetle half-man cum that he forces down hard to fit into your womb. Even if you scratched and wriggled to get away, he'd press you down with a hand in your hair anyways to make sure it enters you. Only once he feels it disappear and you let out a hitch of gasping breath does he let up, though he reaches around to feel for that swollen lump in your belly before he pulls that sticky mess of his cock out. The strings of sweat, slick, and cum link you together as he leaves a devastating trail behind, undoubtedly staining Efraim's couch in the process.

And with his pants tugged back on he drops down and takes the place of the loser in the rest of their group match, the guys squabbling as guys do amongst themselves as they prep for the next round, passing another blunt between them as they poise their controllers and pick their characters.

Yet you sit back feeling almost pregnant, the mix of Efraim's residual cum plus the odd sphere of semen that was just forced through your cervix leaving you slightly swollen and mostly bloated. The effects of his venom are causing you to leak with arousal, the thin fluid nearly dripping out of you like a faucet so that you can't even mind that you're making an even bigger mess on Efraim's shared couch. It doesn't even matter, because the spider is up next and you have a feeling he lost on purpose, based on that fanged smirk he has on his many-eyed face.

At the very least he has the courtesy to wrap his cock--in his own webbing rather than a condom, but you can't exactly complain. It's a strange sensation to have in your mouth, however, as he takes one giant leg up on the sofa and looms over you to gently feed his string-covered cock past your glossy lips. The aid of his spidery legs in positioning him nearly has him floating over you, lazily slapping his hips against your face as he starts beating your throat in a mindless yet needy rhythm.

"So pretty," He purrs, his inner fangs clacking as he watches your throat bulge with the swell of his bulbous tip. The curved shaft makes it easier to plumb the depths of your mouth in search of a ripe spot to dump his load. "Tell your boyfriend you want us over more." His cackling peppers the sounds of his thick balls smacking your chin and sticking with what remains of his webbing that he shot out errantly. That plap, plap, plap echoes endlessly, degradingly in your ears, yet doesn't move the needle for his friends even when they cast occasional glances over to your spot on the couch. Efraim looks and readjusts his crotch, no doubt trying to mull the erection growing in order to give all his friends a much-needed turn with you. How generous.

"You just love bug cock, huh?" The wolf spider laughs as he spins a web between his fingers over your head. "I bet I'd have a harem of human sex dolls if everyone was as honest as you. Such a good toy." Suddenly the web twists into the form of a rope, and you watch in panic as he loops it around your neck and proceeds to tug--but only at the moment of his orgasm, when the bulge in your throat swells into...a second bulge. It hits you as the air completely leaves your lungs, your neck completely blocked: he wasn't wrapping his dick for protection, he did so in order to catch his cum like a balloon and plop inside you like he would a spider mate. He fixes the web-rope lower into the divot between both bulges, and with minute adjustments there's a sudden twing and the webbing snaps off the tip, fully encasing his bulb of cum to slide down the back of your throat and enter you fully to do...gods know what. He takes the rope away and slides out in one smooth motion, before he tilts your head up with a clawed hand and encourages you to breathe.

"Very good." His soothing tone lasts only a moment before those fangs make a reappearance in a smirk. "You'll be a good incubato-"

"Move it! My turn." The moth appears suddenly and jostles the spider aside, who swings back before hauling himself up to the corner of the ceiling with a grumble. That big smile is both alarming and affirming all at once--he seems kinder and sweeter than you expected, or maybe it's just the weed and the smell of sex in the room that's making him excitable. He tugs his sweatpants down to show off a long, protruding ovipositor, and with some eager repositioning to your side he manages to wriggle it in...just the wrong hole, at first. With your squeak at the unexpected backdoor intrusion, he yelps softly and readjusts towards your clit, which he bumps and rubs affectionately as if his ovipositor is sharing tender kisses with it. You worry a bit that he might try and shove it up there next, but the third time's the charm and as the other guys settle in on the opposite couch and switch the game for a movie, your cunt gushes a little at the smooth insertion of something so long and thin and warm.

"Aaahh.." Your sigh of relief is breathtaking to the group of faded-out insect men, each of whom have next to no interest in what's playing on the screen and instead are just watching you get fucked. Slowly.

"So cuuute....you're so, so cuuuute.." He moans with a distinct rumbling in his throat, which makes the collar of his neck fluff ruffle and bristle in mesmerizing waves. His sparkly dusts flutters over you in a misty shower of tiny particles, each one clinging to your skin and hair and eyelashes. Efraim's beetle friend sits on the floor twiddling his thumbs while he watches intently, in the meantime the wolf spider descends down to the couch to perch next to your boyfriend and chat idly while they enjoy the splendid view.

It takes only a minute or two of that sweet treatment for you to realize why this one hangs out with the others. Once he's pressed his ovipositor deep enough to pinch as it enters your womb, a second appendage beneath the egg depositor starts wriggling beneath his fuzz. It comes bursting out in a shower of powder as if excited--it's a stout, fat tentacle-looking limb, which drips with syrupy slime and struggles for contact until he leans forward enough to grant it access. When he does, you can no longer deal with mild squirming; your body thrashes and hips hump mindlessly as his cock stretches you out, flailing and twisting inside you as it lavishes in the attention your warm cunt gives it. That's when he really starts thrusting, and that same translucent, pinkish syrup drips off his tongue as he drools in complete ecstasy, black-sclera eyes rolling back in his head as he drops all that pristine composure. Lost in bliss, he pins your knees back with his fuzzy hands and folds you into a deep, merciless mating press.

It's no exaggeration to say that the experience is heavenly. Your boyfriend sits chatting with his friends about games and movies and weed, mere feet away, and yet he can still snap a photo of you and some videos while he tells you how sweet you are and how cute you look. How nice you are to let him introduce you to his friends and let them get to know a human for the first time. For letting them go crazy on you like his moth friend is doing right now, and how his other two friends are gearing up for again as they smell your pheromones and get excited at the human going into heat.

Then, while the moth is pounding you in that brutal breeding position, his wings flutter suddenly and he tries to pull back in a panic. He doesn't move. He's stuck--his ovipositor having swollen and latched inside your womb, the egg forming a knot that won't let him pull out of your cervix. The tentacle finally releases with a spray of syrupy cum all over your folds, and retracts slowly back into his body. But despite still being stuck, his egg-laying appendage is thin, and bendable...so the other guys just decide to sort of keep fucking you around it. He has to lean out of the way so the others can make space, but when they make you cum good enough you'll loosen up and let him go, they're sure.

Yeah, they just have to pump you full of more eggs, more cum, more venom, and it'll all work out. Totally. And they can just make sure to give you more weed to ease the process, maybe a little alcohol if you're in the mood to drink. It'll all make it sooooo easy, promise. You won't even feel the swell of your stomach until you look pregnant, or the ache in your throat from choking on all that mutant cock, or even the headache that comes from smoking too much because you'll just be in complete, total bliss. So good. So sweet. Such a nice, soft, breedable toy for all your boyfriend's friends ♡!

[mergo-artworks]

It's Halloween soon, so let me share a bit of an older artpiece with you. I did an Adopt Halloween Event in 2022 and based Designs around some hearts (you can see the one for this guy on the upper left corner) that included a Monster and a Human form. I never really drew Monsters before, so this was highly challenging for me, but I really loved the creative freedom I had with them! I still do like them today.

[phosphosuppmain]

Guys not to be horny on main but a hive of bees who are all in a polycule but they also have a dryad girlfriend that they are so devoted to and they tend to her flowers and pollinate them and in return she gives them a good place to build their little colony.

Is this anything???? I'm thinking about them too much

[monstredesignesyherd]

Byakhee

A drawing (one of several) of a monster from the Lovecraftian mythos.

A few months ago I started to do some drawings of them and researching the mythos.

Because I was bored.

And ended up doing a … few drawings about it.

Despite not being a big fan of lovecraft I did really get into it this time around.

Still can’t read one of his writings, they suck to read. Listen to is an other story for me.

Regardless a Byakhee is “a predator who travels the vacuum of interstellar space. One could ride a Byakhee to anywhere in the cosmos.” ~quoted/ paraphrased from the fandom wiki.

I got really into the dreamlands and the monsters. After all that’s one of the most interesting parts of his writings.

What else dose he have to offer? intriguing characters? I think not.

Let’s just call it a like-loath relationship. But whatever I got a few drawings from a few month long hyper-fixation.

This little guy was a lot of fun to draw! And I do adore how alien most of his and his associates aliens tend to be!

[alien-hybreed]

Bug Apocalypse TF by ArtbyHaru

[frankiesmileshow]

Continuing work on demonic assassins tonight on Twitch! Here is the one I drew yesterday, a messed-up, jellyfish/coral/molluskified mothman. Tune in here for tonights stream!  https://www.twitch.tv/frankiepixelshow

[asumiverde]

Conquered Queen

material: black ink, watercolors

[avatarchai]

Comparative anatomy exercise for school 🐜🦋 Chlorion Aerarium wasp girl, I'm thinking about naming her Karina 💙

doodles

[cidsin]

Art by me @cidsin Monster March 2023

Taking a short turn to Monster Hunter :,))) wasn’t so easy, since most pictures where with these flying xD

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

"Gnaha, scared of me?"

[bunnis-monsters]

Baby bees’ first Halloween

Male!Bee Hybrids x Fem!Reader

Bunni’s Monstertober Event

Oct 10th

Oct9

Oct11

summary: when your baby bees want to experience the Halloween traditions of the human world, you do everything in your power to make the night special for them.

warning: mostly fluff, short sex scene at the end, breeding, oviposition, more than two p in one v

Although honey and sweet things were things all bee hybrids were experts on, not a single one of them was aware of the Halloween holiday.

That was, until one of your baby bees looked up from your lap at the movie you were watching. In it, the characters were talking about Halloween as they walked home from school.

The baby bee’s eyes lit up, and he held onto your shirt with his tiny fists as he watched the movie with you. His siblings were already fast asleep in cuddle piles all along the bed and floor, so he took the opportunity to get some extra cuddle time with his precious mama!

The next day, you woke up to your sons buzzing around, their clumsy bodies pumping into walls and each other as they babbled and squealed with delight.

“Really?”

“A special day where you get candy?”

“A-and you get to dress up!”

“Mama!”

Their attention turned to you the second they noticed you were awake. You were tackled by your sons, the sound of buzzing, purring, and multiple voices trying to speak at once filled the room.

“Mama, hungry!”

“I wanna trick or treat!”

“Mama, mama!”

You laughed, holding them close to you. “Shh, shh… one at a time.”

As you began to feed your little ones, they told you their plans.

“We’re gonna trick or treat!”

You blinked, patting the back of one of your little ones after he was done feeding. “Truck or treating? And where do you plan on doing that, boys? You know little ones aren’t allowed to leave the hive.”

Whines and huffs could be heard as they all poured and stomped their little feet. “I wanna eat candy!”

“Costumes sound fun!”

“Mama, please!”

So like any other mother would, you decided that you’d need to plan something for your little ones to do for Halloween.

The week leading up to that special day was busy. Decorations were being put up, lights hung, and candy delivered. Before long the entire hive was buzzing with excitement for the special day!

“My queen, we’ve prepared the costumes.”

You glance at one of the worker bees as he brought in a rack of custom made costumes for your little ones. So far, you had only birthed 3 batches of baby bees, so you currently only had 15 of your own children in the hive.

“Good. Have the children try them on and make sure they’re to their liking.”

You sighed softly, sitting next to the bed of one of the young bees that had recently been taken into the hive. He was just a baby, but so sickly and small. It hurt your heart to know other hives didn’t care as much as you did.

“Mama…”

His little voice made your heart clench in your chest. You weren’t his mother, but you reached out and held his tiny hand regardless. “Yes, sweetheart?”

“I wanna… dress up too…”

So another costume was ordered, the little one requested to dress up as a flower.

When the time finally came for Halloween, you were awoken by a swarm of your little ones all jumping onto your bed and squealing with delight.

“Mama!”

“Halloween, it’s Halloween!”

“Candy!”

You groaned a bit, sitting up and rubbing your tired eyes. “I told you, my little love bugs, we can’t trick or treat until later tonight.”

They were restless through the day, but thankfully you anticipated this and had a small fall fest planned. They all played with hay, bobbed for apples, and got their faces painted by the talented artists of the hive.

“I’ve never seen a baby bee so happy before, my queen,” one of your attendants purred into your ear, nibbling on your neck. “You are certainly the most attentive, amazing-“

When his hand dipped between your thighs, you gave his arm a playful smack. “Tsk, tsk… it’s their night, you aren’t getting any until all my little ones are asleep.”

You attendants all pouted, determined to cling and whine to you about how needy they were. For the most part you didn’t mind, but they were such jealous things!

Settling down with your little ones, you let them nap as you chatted with the worker bees. It wa stole for them to get in place for trick or treating.

When your little ones began to wake, you helped the sleepy baby bees get their costumes on before walking with them through the hive.

Every work station had been converted into a mini house, and the baby bees squealed with delight as they ran and flew to knock on the doors and receive their special treats.

You giggled, watching them bump into each other and toddle around, eating candy and buzzing well into the night.

After going to every house, they were exhausted, toddling after you as you got them all back to bed.

“Was Halloween fun?” you asked in a soft voice, tucking them in.

“Yeah…”

“Mmm… mama…”

“Fun…”

Once they were all asleep, you were guided out of the nursery and to your bedroom. YOURE attendants were pouting, a line of bee hybrids waiting outside for their reward.

“We all worked very hard…” one of them murmured while kissing your fat thighs and tummy. Your panties were already gone, your bee hybrid lovers much too eager to keep them on for long.

Being stuffed with one cock then two, feeling your belly stretch and expand as egg after egg was pushed inside of your womb.

You had promised them all some loving in return for working so hard for your little ones, and they were all so desperate for a turn that they were jumping your leg and pushing more than one cock into your fat cunt.

It was a long night full of cum, love making, and lots of eggs. But by the end of it, they were all satisfied and purring as they curled up with you in a cuddle pile.

Babies and adults were similar in that way. Just like the babies loved to spend time with their mother, the adults yearned to be in the presence of their queen.

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[maridiansnack]

Luna moth commission :)

[arthur-bn]

Cazador from Fallout: New Vegas.

[monstersflashlight]

Okay, hear me out: Oviposition with your insect-morph or alien partner that can go either to a cnc/dubcon play space if you want, but like...reader slowly becomes addicted to being a broodmother. Bonus points if reader is a fembunny with strong breeding instinct? :3

A/N: Hi there! This was hella fun to write, I though it would make more sense not to make reader a bunny hybrid but hope this meets all your expectations, I personally think turned out pretty good. (Also want to recommend this Stardew Valley fic because it’s the first time I read brood-mother kink and it def changed my perspective). Enjoy!

Brood-mother

Insect-monsters x fem!reader || oviposition, free use, heavy dub-con, breeding, brood-mother kink, aphrodisiacs

You walked into that cave without idea, without knowing what the fuck you were supposed to do there. When the wizard hired you for a special mission, going as far as looking specifically for you because apparently you had everything he needed, you didn’t argue much. He said some cryptic stuff as he gave you instructions to walk into the cave and look for something, he only said you’ll know when you found it, and you, silly you, accepted. It was good money, and it seemed simple enough, even if the wizard was creepy as fuck and you didn’t even know what you were looking for.

You had been walking in the cave for less than ten minutes when you felt something against your back, and you fell face down to the ground. You didn’t have time to turn around, didn’t have time to react before you felt some slimy substance around your hands and ankles. It was disgusting and you tried to get it off but you couldn’t move, the substance pinned you down to the ground. You were panicking, unable to move in any direction… and then you felt it. It was like tiny pokes against your back, against your legs, and buzzing sounds that made you shiver. What was that?

You turned your head to the side in time to see a bunch of crawling-insects running in your direction, you were about to scream when something was shoved inside your mouth. You didn’t know what it was, but it tasted amazing and you latched to it, sucking strongly to get more of that substance. The reaction was fast, your whole body getting hotter as you felt the first insects getting to your body.

The tore your clothes off, your body being stripped as you groaned and moaned against the weird thing in your mouth, unable to scream, unable to stop sucking that sweet nectar that was driving you slowly insane. You barely remembered the words of the wizard when they said you would be prepared and ready when they arrived. What seemed cryptic at the moment made total sense when you realized they were preparing you for them, they were making sure you were fertile and breedable for them.

They needed a queen… and they found you.

That was your last thought before you felt something akin to a cock was shoved into your pussy without preamble. It felt weird, ridged and harder than a human penis, but it rubbed against your walls in a way that made your head dizzy with pleasure as you got wetter and wetter. It didn’t take long before you felt the appendage parting inside of you, the side pressing against your G-spot, the tip probing at your cervix before something was inserted into your uterus. An egg. They were laying eggs inside of you. You wanted to run away, to scream… to care. But it felt so good. It felt too good and your brain wasn’t even yours anymore, you could only think of pleasure and breeding, of being full of them so you could be their queen. Their real queen.

That cock was pulled out and another took its place, thrusting into your body without mercy as you squirmed in pleasure, your pussy convulsing as you came around it. Another egg was pushed inside you. And another dick shoved inside your dripping pussy. An egg. A dick. An egg. A dick. It was an intoxicating circle that drove your brain and body into a frenzy.

You’d never felt something like that, being at the complete mercy of creatures you couldn’t even name was making you aroused, aroused to the point of juices pooling under your body. Maybe it was the aphrodisiac, but deep down you knew you were just perverted, and the fact that you were just a fuck-hole to breed for them… it made you hot. The idea that you will be pregnant with all their eggs… it made your clit tingle harder as another egg was pushed inside of you. It was intoxicating.

It continued for hours, they pumped you so full of eggs you felt about to explode, your stomach distended pushed your body into an awkward angle that only made your pussy more available for the next round. So many of them filled you, you lost count of how many eggs there could be inside of you. You came so many times you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore.

But then the buzzing stopped. “Shush little explorer, I’ve sent them away, they already did their job… They found the brood-mother,” the creepy voice of the wizard resonated inside your half asleep brain as you felt the slimy restrains disappear and he took your body, too tired to fight back.

[monstredesignesyherd]

So, l’ ve been hanging out with my little cousin all day, and for fun we both drew scary monsters. I drew the bottom two and the one above them with the single black eye is me redrawing my little cousins monster (I thought that one was by far the scariest) as she said that this monster moves like an octopus (I thought it would skitter around like a hand) she also said that it sees you if you see it.the only way for it not to detect you is for you not to see it, but even that will not keep you safe. As then it can still see you with its own singular eye. It will try to kill you when it sees you.

My little cousin named all the monsters