Annas Accidental Replication Study Ch 15

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.

Before she could figure out what was happening, the feeling of a bug larger than her thumb forcing its way into her urethra shattered any thoughts she had. Anna couldn't see what was happening, but she could feel the soft waxy carapace of the bug and its short smooth legs as it forced itself deeper and deeper into her. Despite being paralysed, her body reflexively began contracting around it, making the creature struggle harder to invade her body. Despite the lack of aphrodisiac, the pleasure began building as the creature squirmed into her. Maybe it was conditioning due to the plant using her urethra for the bulk of her orgasms, especially when it would massage the back of her clit through it.

She was getting closer and closer to orgasm as the insect writhed inside her. The multitude of legs forcing it's soft and pliant body through her walls, massaging the back of her clit as it struggled to penetrate her fully. Even though she was paralysed, she could feel the autonomic response of her breathing getting faster, her pussy involuntarily contracting as her heart beat quicker while she was steadily driven towards her peak. That plant had truly broken her. She was about to cum from a bug squirming into her pisshole and she didn't even have the aphrodisiac to blame.

Part of her wished she could move so she could contract her hole against it, driving it harder against her clit. She was getting so close... just a little bit more... she could still feel the grubs inside her belly, cleaning her insides out so they could be repurposed.

A shock of pleasure ripped through Anna's body as the bug got its entire body inside her urethra. Anna came. Being paralysed, there wasn't any outward sign that she had climaxed save for the increased arousal sliding down from her slit to drip off the rim of her ruined gaping asshole.

Now that she had it fully inside her, it had to be slightly shorter than her index finger. That confirmed it. This was a Velrax mite; a type of bloodsucking parasite that preyed on Broodsting wasps. It wormed its way into the gap between the wasp's carapace segments and drank their hemolymph, reproducing using the bladder of the very same captured humanoid females the wasps themselves used.

If a Velrax mite could talk they would tell you they were just being efficient. The wasps had more blood than they needed anyways, and the women they used as broodmares had an entire hole that was completely neglected! If nobody else was going to breed it, why not them? Especially since the women came with their urethra pre-trained when they were abducted from the baby plants they were obediently feeding with their holes.

Anna's invader squirmed deeper inside her, heading towards her bladder. Just as it's head crested the inside of her bladder, a second mite crawled up her ass cheek as it dove into her urethra, grabbing onto her labia as it helped push the first mite deeper into her. Every so often she would feel a new mite appear, joining its brethren inside Anna's bladder.

She lost count of the number of mites that claimed her bladder as their nest as Anna came again and again. She could feel them squirming around inside her, fucking each other inside her bladder as they prepared to lay their eggs against the walls of her insides.

The activity in her bladder calmed down as Anna felt one of the mites begin to force its way out of her. Presumably it was a male. Now that it had finished fertilising the eggs of the gravid females inside her bladder, it would leave to find a new wasp to attach itself to.

The whole process repeated itself in reverse as Anna came harder still from the new sensation of creatures forcing their way out of her. These mites were highly evolved for breeding captured females like Anna, and they didn't hurt her at all as their soft smooth bodies squirmed inside a place where they don't belong, forcing their way towards their freedom.

At some point Anna realised that she had stopped cumming. Her bladder felt full, and she could tell the consistency of her urine had changed, feeling thicker from all the insect cum that no doubt stained every part of her bladder.

She could feel the gentle pokes and prods of the mite's ovipositors as they glued their eggs to the walls of Anna's bladder. Their eggs were tiny, the size and shape of large rice grains. That meant Anna could fit thousands upon thousands of them... She could only imagine what it would feel like once they all hatched inside her.

After a few hours, her stomach felt emptier than she could remember since her capture. The grubs in her insides were making steady work of removing any trace of the seedpod from her. It would likely still be days before they would be finished.

Most of the female mites ended up leaving the same way they came in--with Anna cumming her brains out. She was certain a couple had stayed behind to mind the brood, and to help keep her cumming onto the eggs inside her every so often, strengthening them.

Anna was tired. The effects from the paralytic were wearing off, and even though she didn't writhe against her restraints during her orgasms like she might have without the paralytic, she was still mentally exhausted from the ordeal. It was a lot more difficult cumming that hard without the aphrodisiac helping to maintain her desire.

She drifted off to sleep, unsure whether it was day or nighttime outside the hive.

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Anna woke up to the sensation of a new grub entering her ass, a wasp's rear end looming in her vision. The soft fat body of the fourth grub (maybe more slipped in while she was asleep?) invaded her ass. She could feel movement in her bladder from the mites occupying it, a shock of pleasure ripping through her as one of them clambering into her urethra now that it sensed she was awake.

Before Anna could do anything else, a fleshy phallus erupted from the rear end of the wasp in front of her. It was a couple feet long and a few inches in diameter.

Without warning the wasp plunged its phallus into Anna's open mouth, forcing itself down her throat in a single merciless stroke. She could feel it penetrating her all the way down to her stomach. Once the wasp hilted itself on Anna's face, pulses of liquid began travelling down its length, each one visible as a bulge in Anna's neck as it was forced into her stomach.

Worker wasps were sterile, so they didn't have the ability to actually lay eggs. Instead, the bladder like organ that would hold their eggs if they were a queen was instead repurposed to hold digested nutrient solution to feed their grubs and captured humanoid females. The grubs writhed happily inside her as they sensed her body being fed for them.

Anna almost ran out of breath as the wasp continued to empty itself down her throat. Her vision got spotty, the sides of her vision closing in as she felt her lungs burning, desperate for air as her throat was forced to swallow rope after rope of who-knows-what.

The mite in her bladder managed to force its way into her urethra, writhing and squirming against her walls. The mite began vibrating inside her, pressing up against her clit from within her. She had heard of erotic asphyxiation, but had never understood why people would risk almost killing themselves just to cum a little harder.

Now Anna knew why they did it.

The orgasm from the insects tag-teaming her holes was definitely in her top 10 orgasms, on par with the plant forcing as much pleasure out of her body as possible for the vinereaver eggs. If she weren't paralysed she would be putting her restraints to the test from the mind shattering pleasure of choking on wasp cock as her clit was relentlessly punished from the grub writhing inside her.

Just before she passed out, the wasp pulled out of her. It only took a second, but she needed to breathe so badly it felt like the wasp's ovipositor went on forever and ever.

Just before she passed out, it pulled out completely. A thick streamer of gelatinous nutrient connecting her mouth to the wasp cock, breaking off its tip and splattering onto her face. her body took deep shaking breaths for her as the aftershocks from her orgasm faded. She was still paralysed and completely reliant on her body's natural reflexes.

Its job finished, the wasp lumbered off.

The mite in her urethra stopped squirming and lay there, not going back into her bladder just yet, content to simply fill her up as it basked in the afterglow of energy given off by Anna's orgasm.