Anna's Accidental Replication Study

Author's Note:

FYI, these are old chapters that are taking a while to make it through the queue. They publish one per day to not flood out everybody else's posts. Updates are MF for this story, and Fridays only for Claire's story.

Flashes of sensation. Nausea.

Anna woke with a start. She was groggy with a pounding headache and her vision blurred double as she took in her surroundings. She also realised she couldn't move her body. She was paralysed again... although, this time the wasp venom allowed her to breathe on her own, and she could move here eyes but not much else. It was dim inside, with hardly enough light for her to see with.

From what she could see she was inside a hexagonal cell that was open on both ends. While the venom kept her paralysed, it didn't prevent her from feeling the rough wood and paper material the cell was constructed from underneath her. The cell was just about as long as she was lying down, and big enough around inside to fit her and a wasp or two. The indescribable musky and earthy scent of the nest invaded her nose. It wasn't an unpleasant smell exactly, it was just pungent insect pheromones permeating the air.

There was a constant background drone of large insect wings softly beating, ventilating the hive. The constant movement of shadows as wasps passed near the entrance of her cell, the combs opposite her cell a writhing mass of them. Anna lay there as her body automatically took calm steady breaths for her.

Her legs were lifted up along her body, her knees almost pressed into her armpits. The wasps deliberately positioned her like this, presenting her holes nicely to the entirety of the hive for ease of access. She felt the cool wetness of her crotch. When the wasps had torn her away from the infant vine she was nursing, they had ripped the seedpod a couple feet out of her. That also included the seedpod's vine that was fucking her urethra. Her poor hole had been bullied constantly since she had been captured, now gaping wide enough she could almost fit three fingers inside of her urethra. Even without the paralysis, there was no hope of fully sealing her bladder shut without something to occupy it, a slow but steady dribble of urine flowing out of her. The sensation of the slightly warm and humid air of the hive on the inside of her an almost novel sensation with how often something was plugging her there.

After a while, a wasp entered her cell. It looked much like a normal wasp just much

much

bigger. It was about the size of a medium dog, with bright yellow and black segments, six double jointed legs, and a large set of mandibles currently holding a fat larvae about the size of her forearm between its jaws. The wasp wandered over to her, tapping all over her body with its antenna. It placed the grub down on her chest before leaving.

The grub squirmed on her chest. It was hard to see in the darkness, but she presumed it was an almost white colour with black spots, a large dark head with its segmented eyes and mandibles.

The grub began visibly chewing on nothing, a glob of liquid collecting in its mouth as it pressed its mandibles to her body. Anna felt the warm and wet sensation against her right breast as the larvae began moving its mouth across her right side to the near surface of the cell. A thin strand of liquid trailed behind it as the grub began the process of silking Anna into her restraints for when the paralytic wore off.

Anna lay there, just breathing as the grub continued its work, applying its silk from her neck down. It conspicuously left her groin and head exposed. She could still feel the seedpod hanging out of her ass, just as paralysed as she is. A few hours later the grub broke its steady rhythm, pausing after it determined there was enough silk to keep her in place. She was well and truly stuck now. This was Broodsting Wasp silk. Stronger than steel and as light as fabric.

The grub contemplated her for a moment with its giant compound eyes, before it began moving between her legs. Its soft and slick body sliding and worming against her leg as it inched its way closer. It crested Anna's mound, before diving out of sight from her as its head dived between her legs.

crunch

crunch

crunch

Anna felt the vibrations in her ass and clit from the larvae eating the seedpod hanging out of her. The grub was laying across her clit and pussy, resting part of its body on top of the seedpod as it munched away. The vibrations through the pod and the grub were pleasant, but not enough to get her close.

Without the aphrodisiac, her ass just felt

extremely

full. She wasn't sore anywhere, thankfully. The healing properties of the plant's slime keeping her fresh. However, she was still under the influence of the paralytic, disappointed that one compound was replaced with another. The desperate horniness of the aphrodisiac was gone, the electric pleasure she felt from her body at all times for the past... month? Two months? She couldn't remember how long she had been in captivity for. Either way, it was weird to not be desperate for an orgasm. Instead, she felt the grogginess and headache from the venom still coursing through her veins.

The grub continued its meal. Anna lay there, trussed up like a chicken with wasp silk. The grub kept a slow and steady pace, eating its fill of her ass's previous owner.

Suddenly, a wasp appeared with yet another grub. This one slightly smaller and placed near her head. The grub wiggled up Anna's shoulder, lost as it searched around for something to eat. Eventually, it found Anna's mouth, and it began munching on the vine gag still holding her mouth open. The larvae was extremely careful to not accidentally chew on

her

thankfully. It slowly worked it's way through the gag holding her mouth open, the paralytic preventing her from closing it. It slowly and methodically worked it's way down her mouth as the grub between her legs had finally eaten enough of the seedpod to begin working it's way into her ass.

With not much else to do, Anna counted the segments of the grub as her mouth was slowly invaded. It kept a steady pace, eating all of the plant as it slowly forced its way down her throat, following the trail of the seedpod deeper into her body. Despite almost fully occupying her throat, the grub was able to contort its body to still allow her to breath. After all, the wasps were highly evolved for this.

When the seedpod had established itself in her body, it would have taken an expensive and skilled healer to remove it from her body safely and to reverse the damage done to her. However, it is not the only way to remove an Insectrix seedpod.

There were precious few ways to naturally remove them, but one of them was the Broodsting Wasp. They could be called opportunistic predators of Insectrix Vine hosts. They look for brand new plants, following the glut of pheromones and the horde of insects drawn in during the first feeding. When they find an infant plant still too young to defend its host, they snatch its female before the plant has time to protect her.

Anna thought of this as the tail end of the grub disappeared inside her mouth. A fat bulge slowly travelled down her neck towards her stomach, munching all the while. At the same time, an even larger grub pushed and squeezed its way into her ass, segment after segment squeezing into her hole as it devoured its previous owner. Even without the aphrodisiac, the constant gentle breathing and movement of the grubs was pleasant. Perhaps she had developed a bit of a thing for anal after her ordeal being trained for the seedpod?

After half an hour the grub in her neck disappeared into her stomach. Being magical, the grubs could hold more food in their stomachs than their bodies would otherwise suggest, and the same went for their need to breathe. They wouldn't need to come up for air even after half a day of being inside her body.

Breathing, dripping, crunching, dripping, crunching, breathing. The cycle of Anna's boredom continued as she lay there being invaded. At least the aphrodisiac was fun when she was being edged or allowed to cum her brains out. Now, the grubs wormed around her insides, the feeling neutral or slightly uncomfortable at times as they squeezed deeper into her in their quest to vacate her digestive tract.

Eventually, she noticed her stomach had deflated quite a bit. The grubs had made good progress on the seedpod inside of her. She guessed it would be the better part of a day or two before they were finished.

Just then, a wasp dropped in to her cell, tapping her with its antenna as it inspected its captive. It had a third grub in it's jaws. This one was placed directly against her asshole, the grub joining it's brethren, forcing its way inside her. Its job done, the wasp left her cell. As it did so, Anna felt the legs of something much smaller crawling across her body, searching around for a moment before making a beeline for her crotch.