Anna's Accidental Replication Study

Of course as a researcher who studies these things, Anna knew the answer to what had landed on her bubble butt already, and it arrived a while later with the drone of a large insect. Anna's head was still inside the plant and was bleary from poor sleep and a distinct lack of orgasms. She couldn't really see what was outside all that well as what little light she could see was diffuse and blurry through the leaves of the plant. The wing beats got louder and louder, until eventually Anna was sure it was right next to her. She startled at the sensation of multiple insect legs landing on her ass cheeks. The sensation was a surprise, but thankfully the ends of the legs weren't sharp and didn't cut into Anna at all. Based on how the plant moved when the insect landed it had to weigh around 5-10 pounds.

The insect moved around on her ass like it was looking for something. A light pressure of something warm and slimy against her pussy told Anna she was in for quite the experience. The plant had made sure to plug the other two holes so there weren't any accidents. The insect riding her ass was very particular about the environment for their brood after all and they had notoriously bad aim. The repellent Anna used during her time down in the jungle was enough to keep most breeding insects away that relied on swarming a humanoid and breeding them. It was cheap and effective and was a necessity when travelling in the 2nd layer of the dungeon. Like most adventurers she not only applied it to her armpits and neck, but also to her toilet paper after using the bathroom just in case she was incapacitated.

None of that matters after the plant had spent so much time washing the scent of her repellent away with it's slime and by fucking her holes clean. After some prodding and an almost-orgasm when it rubbed against her clit repeatedly, the insect found it's mark and it's ovipositor plunged into Anna's urethra. Almost immediately she could feel small orbs about the size of a large marble being pumped down the tube into her bladder massaging the underside of her clit. The ovipositor was a tight fit already and each of the eggs being forced into her were just slightly larger than the largest bump on the vine that had trained her. There was no way the ovipositor would have been able to fit in her urethra, much less it's eggs without the plant moulding her body to accept it for hours upon hours.

If anyone were within half a mile of the plant they would be able to hear Anna's moans and cries of frustration. The gods-damned plant still wouldn't let her cum as her poor desperate pussy was abused and abused. Egg after egg pumped inside of her, each one would have been responsible for an orgasm on it's own if it weren't for the plant's interference. Anna was letting her frustration out by screaming into her mask. Every egg the insect deposited into her bladder felt incredible and not being able to cum was driving her insane. Anna was the insect's broodmare as it continuously pumped an endless stream of eggs into her. It's prehensile ovipositor moving around inside of her bladder, making quick work of sticking the eggs to the walls of her insides where they'll be safe and protected. The urge to pee became overwhelming and at the same time became almost as pleasurable to her as having her clit played with.

After almost 10 minutes of breeding her bladder, the insect pumped one last egg into Anna before pulling out of her. Another gush of fluid rushed out of Anna's urethra which dribbled down the leaves--this time it was birthing fluid pumped into her from the insect and some of her own urine. By now her womb was getting quite full and she had expanded to where she looked 7-8 months pregnant. Even after that gush of fluid Anna felt the urge to pee from the pressure the eggs put on her bladder. It was stuffed completely full of eggs and all she could do was take it as her plant-cum filled womb pressed down on it magnifying the sensation. The urethra vine slithered back up to her desperate and abused pussy and paused--before sliding back inside of it's new home to protect it's new wards. Every bump that slipped inside of her just salt in the wound almost as if the plant was reminding Anna who was in control of her pleasure. Anna gasped as the vine engorged nearly doubling in size knotting her urethra as well.

After things calmed down and Anna was allowed to retreat from the edge of an orgasm that would never cum by more than a millimeter, she remembered that Insectrix Vines are in a symbiotic relationship with Vinereaver Wasps. Vinereavers are the sole pollinators for the vines, and both are highly evolved to support this symbiosis. The Insectrix plant is responsible for finding a suitable host for the Vinereaver--the temperature and pH of an elf or human's bladder is near perfect for hosting Vinereaver eggs--as well as preparing the host for breeding and protecting it while the brood hatches inside of her. The vine in her urethra was also responsible for maintaining an optimal environment for the eggs, and providing nutrient for the larvae when they hatch inside of her. It would also remove fluid from her when her bladder got too full. In return, the vinereaver cross pollinates the vines when it lays it's eggs inside the host. The eggs and birthing fluid also carry Insectrix vine pollen along which subsequently gushes out of her when the wasp is finished with her hole to complete the life cycle of the Insectrix Vine.

Anna hung there for hours until something changed. The vine in her pussy shivered before releasing from her womb entrance. The pressure inside her womb pushed the vine out of her pussy followed by a torrent of plant-cum. Litres upon litres of thick sweet smelling fluid poured out of her in a viscous stream. Her stomach deflated and Anna breathed a sigh of relief as the pressure on her bladder was almost instantly reduced. It was still packed full of eggs, and she still had a vine shoved inside her urethra and coiled inside her bladder protectively, but it was better than before. Anna moved her head slightly to look down at her needy pussy dripping copious amounts of fluid still leaking from her womb. She steeled herself for what came next.

More wing beats and the drone of insect wings. These ones were much deeper and seemed to be a larger breed. Anna knew what was coming but there was little she could do to prepare for it. Within moments multiple large insects landed on or around her ass and began thrusting their ovipositors randomly hoping to get lucky. One of them managed to find her opening and plunged it's rod deep inside her. Most of the insect breeds that preyed on humans or elves on the 2nd layer were mostly harmless and relied on penetrating the cervix to plant eggs which could obviously be quite painful and traumatic if they weren't so weak and easy to kill.

The plant had served Anna up on a silver platter for these bugs to lay as many eggs as they wanted deep inside Anna's body with absolutely no resistance. Anna felt the unmistakable pulsation of eggs being pumped into her, each one making her back arch as they massaged her cervix driving her back to the edge of orgasm just as a second ovipositor found it's way inside her abused heat, slithering up the length of her folds to also fill her with it's eggs. The sensation of two ovipositors massaging her cervix with their eggs was indescribable. Anna was at her wits end with the pleasure she was feeling. The vines that knotted her other holes prevented any accidents, ensuring every egg that was happily laid by the multi-species swarm would all end up inside Anna's womb.

Over the span of what felt like half an hour Anna was steadily stuffed full of different insect species' eggs that responded to the clarion call of the pheromones that gushed out of her womb when the vine released from her pussy. The pressure from the eggs being pumped into her squeezed out the last remaining bit of pheromone from her womb. The thick white liquid squeezed past all the ovipositors stabbing into her most precious place, each rod pulsing with eggs destined for Anna's womb before the liquid dripped down off of her clit in thick globs. Some species even had their males penetrate her and pump thick loads of white hot insect cum to fill the wasted space between eggs in her bulging womb.

For the second time, Anna looked like she was 8 months pregnant. Except this time she was pumped full of insect cum and eggs. Even when she was completely full the insects didn't stop. Their ovipositors would push past everything that was planted in her earlier to stick their eggs deeper inside, hoping that the pressure would force their competitor's eggs out of her womb. A slow but steady stream of eggs and cum poured out of Anna's pussy and down the leaves into a waiting chamber at the base of the plant as the insects competed over her womb. A few tried to plunge into her ass and urethra, but the knots in both prevented them from making any headway, any eggs they managed to insert spilling out of her already thoroughly occupied holes.