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Summary: A guy escapes from a confined walled city to explore the world that was abandoned years ago. What will he find? Monstergirls. Lots of em
Contains: F/fm, monstergirls, gentle femdom, femdom, bondage, lots of tickling, milking, tease and denial, edging.
DARK THEMES: Bad-ends aka permanent/semi-permanent slavery or capture, semi-creepy monstergirls.
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Dully, he came to some time later, and he was aware from the gentle sway of the breast - with its thick nipple still firmly lodged in his mouth and a trickle of honey slipping down his throat unbidden - and the subtle shiver of the massively thick body that was holding him aloft, that he was being carried somewhere. Yet his now sloshing stomach, utterly swollen with honey, suddenly felt a slight jolt as both girls took off into the air, their faint wings a blur.
Rick managed to force his head to one side far enough to look down, struggling with the stiff nipple gagging his mouth, and the vertigo of suddenly being so far aloft within the hive was enough to earn a panicked groan from him. Yet his captor merely lodged her nipple more firmly in his throat in response, squeezing her breast with an entire arm to assuage his worries under a thick layer of syrupy warmth flooding down his throat.
Up they rose, and as they did the true scale of the hive was becoming clear to him. It was easily taller than any building he had been in. Soon they entered a massive alcove which hung from the hive's ceiling, and Rick could only try to blink away the haze of arousal flooding his body.
The sight that met his weary eyes made any hope of lessening his libido hopeless, however. The entire alcove interior was a room formed of hardened honey. Upon a mix of honey-furniture were a further ten massively voluptuous bee girls lounging around within, in various and increasing degrees of luxury.
As his captors landed with surprising dexterity, despite their immense size, they passed by one girl then another, who each turned to stare and smile at their new guest. Somewhere up ahead, he heard a mix of shrieking laughter and guttural sexual groans, and began to squirm in his captors' arms once again.
Yet, as he nervously met the eyes of each girl they passed, he at last realised he had missed something at the back of the room - where those noises were emanating from.
When they at last came to a stop, the body of his captor jiggling long after it had done so, he was at last placed gently upon the floor - albeit held firmly by the shoulders from behind. Only then did he finally realise what his honey and post orgasm addled mind had not previously been able to comprehend... lounging at the back of the room was by far the largest woman he had ever seen.
A massive bee girl. That was what Rick now stood before as her towering bulk loomed from the ceiling. She was double again as tall as the girls who had captured him, lounging on her side atop a wide throne of dried honey that took up the majority of the rear wall of the alcove. Her body lay so wide in his vision that now he was so close to her he couldn't actually take in her whole body at once.
Her legs were each longer than Rick was tall, and her thighs were simply monumental. They were so massive that they ballooned out even further from her already prodigious waist. So thick that had he been standing in front of them they would be taller than him. Her stomach was, like her comparitively smaller progeny, plump yet toned. However, what truly drew his eyes were her breasts.
His poor mind simply could not process the sheer colossal mass of her breasts. If he had thought the giant bee girls before had been well endowed, this woman's breasts were simply beyond compare. Each was wider than her already ridiculous hips, and swole out from her body to fill half the space between himself and her.
And, of course, from her two gigantic nipples drooled an endless stream of thick, dark orange... delicious looking honey.
Now it was clear. If this was a hive, and those women the workers, then this giant creature was the Queen.
Yet the source of the erotic laughter was what stunned him most. Held aloft and captive in eight pairs of this massive woman's black toned arms was the wasp girl from before. She was frantically thrusting into the drooling honey-slick mons of the giant woman, wrists and ankles held firmly and keeping her limbs held helpless, affording her only the ability to thrust her hips. The dickgirl's prodigious black dick was being hungrily milked by the giantess' swollen lips, yet that was not the sole reason for her relentless rutting.
With each of her remaining hands the multi armed queen was tickling and teasing some part of the poor wasp girl's body. Two were mercilessly digging into her armpits, as two more delicately tickled the wasp girl's nipples, now producing their own honey. Two more were taking turns spidering her jiggling ass cheeks, or caressing and tickling her massively swollen balls, encouraging the churning load within. The last two hands were, of course, tormenting the poor girls' captive feet, which were frantically writhing in the Queen's grip.
Rick, much like during her capture, could only stare in abject shock at the utterly lurid scene before him. He couldn't help feeling his own cock stiffening in response, although that may have been partly due to the bee girl beside him casually stroking his cock, as if caressing a beloved pet idly.
The wasp girls ecstatic torment soon seemed to be reaching a climax, as hers was evidently fast approaching. The Queen however made no effort to lessen the ticklish torture, indeed if anything her multi armed assault seemed to become more brutal in its desire to drive her captive well and truly insane even as she pursued what would evidently be a truly unearthly orgasm if her cries were anything to go by.
At last, the Queen grinned slightly, her otherwise passive expression barely shifting, as her hands switched to a far more sensual - yet evidently still ticklish - tact. Her hands now massaged the wasp girl's hypersensitive body, fingers pressing into her tired feet, caressing the swell of the wasp girls breasts and gently pinching her nipples. Lastly, one hand was clamped around her ass, pressing her captive into her even more vigorously, as the other squeezed her now massive balls.
The wasp girl shuddered in paroxysms of total bliss as, inevitably, her orgasm crested with a heart-wrenching scream. Rick could almost hear the poor girl's mind audibly snap from sheer pleasure.
Thick honey poured across the Queen's massive thighs, pumping out from the point of copulation where the wasp girl's visibly throbbing cock, pumping load after load, was trapped in the clinging lips of the Queen's royal pussy which was now overflowing.
Visibly exhausted, two bee girls kindly took the shuddering, heaving form of the wasp girl and slowly slid her length out from of the clenching vice between the Queen's thighs, and with a honeyed slurp it came free, drooling honey all the while.
The Queen turned her head slightly to stare at him. Hungrily.
Swallowing audibly, Rick was moved closer.
"My Queen, we have another... visitor." One of his handlers announced, wryly.
