Annas Accidental Replication Study Ch 17

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.

Anna lay there in near total darkness. She could only tell how much time had passed by counting the number of times she had multiple feet of wasp cock shoved down her throat and her belly filled with nutrient.

The mite in her bladder would burrow out of her to press and vibrate against the back of her clit the whole time forcing earth-shattering orgasm after orgasm out of her body. Just before she would black out, the wasp would pull out and leave.

A few minutes later, the mite inside her would poke its head out and call its friends over to fuck Anna's urethra full of food for the larvae growing inside her bladder. She constantly needed to pee now. It didn't matter how many times the mite would allow her body the relief of burrowing back into her to leave her gaping urethra leaking a mixture of her own urine and sticky ropes of mite nutrient.

The mites would sometimes chase the flow of liquid out of her, competing with each other to lick her walls clean, racing to be the first to eat the nutrient leaking out of her hole. They would stop about halfway, knowing by instinct not to leave her body yet, instead just writhing and grinding away inside her.

After what must have been a few days, the mite increased the frequency of its calls. It seemed like every couple of hours her body was getting swarmed with these parasites as their vestigial ovipositors speared into her to pump their nutritious filth into the nest they had made inside her. The larvae were getting fat. They were big enough now she could feel each one scraping against her walls as they writhed and fought over every scrap of food. The mite would spend most of its time inside her bladder to let her drain. She was getting extremely full now, and the mite couldn't risk hurting her, instead letting her drain onto the floor of her cell.

The mite feedings reached a crescendo, the adult mite babysitting the larvae inside of her never missing an opportunity to make her cum with her urethra, when she realised she hadn't felt movement inside her for a while now.

Her bladder was

so

full. It was absolutely packed with brood, their bodies still as they began to pupate. She felt relief at the fact that this was the fullest her bladder would be.

The adult mite inside her stopped its calls, the feeding visits from the others ceased for the time being. The brood inside her were changing, evolving into their juvenile adult forms--preparing to take their adult form and suck the lifeblood of the hive.

Days later, Anna felt movement inside her again. This time it was from deep inside her. One of the wasp eggs had hatched. She could feel a fat larvae squirming around in her depths as it had its first meal from its discarded egg casing.

It was hard to tell what it was doing inside her, the sensations muted and almost spread out. You aren't designed to be able to feel the inside of your ass with any level of detail. The mite continued to writhe and shift, questing around her insides. She could sometimes even see the bulge of its body sliding around inside her as it pushed against her walls through the thin and form fitting silk binding her to her cell.

After a while she felt more movement. Another egg had hatched and started to eat. The sensation inside her was hard to describe. It was both pleasant and unpleasant at times. The grubs were clumsy and would strain against her walls painfully in their movements.

Other times, they would glide through her depths, scraping against her walls and pressing on parts of Anna she didn't know were there. She could feel them pressing against her organs. The sensation of a grub's fat body pulsing against her kidneys or liver somehow pleasurable. Like being massaged from the inside as they travelled around inside her, eating the half-digested nutrient that was being forced down her throat with double the frequency now.

After a few more eggs had hatched, her routine was interrupted by the appearance of a wasp. Instead of forcing its cock down her throat to force feed her like normal, its thick length speared deep into her ass, worming its way as deep as it could before beginning to pump a special kind of nutrient into her.

The wasps had some way of knowing that the grubs had hatched. Nothing had come out of her since the first set of grubs had burrowed out of her body. The nutrient didn't leave much behind, and the grubs ate the rest not really producing any kind of excrement.

That didn't stop the wasps from knowing the grubs needed more than what was being forced down her throat. In fact, she knew from her work as a researcher that the thick ropes of slime being expelled into her ass was more than normal nutrient.

Anna was being used as a broodmare for a clutch of queen wasps. The wasp was pumping her full of Broodsting royal jelly--a hormone that would signal the baby grubs to change into queens.

Once the wasp had finished filling her, it pulled out. A thick rope of jelly connecting her asshole and its retracting phallus. The rope of jelly broke, falling to rest against her ass cheek to mix with all the other fluids she was leaking.

For the first time in what had to be a month or two her asshole was almost at the point it could close on its own. Her poor butt had been so thoroughly used and abused by every creature that held her captive. Everything it had been forced to swallow since the seedpod was too small to properly keep her stretched out. Except for maybe the Queen and her eggs... Although she knew that even if her asshole did close her body would remember its training. If she was caught again, it wouldn't take a Insectrix Vine more than a day or two to train her ass back to where it could choke down another seedpod.

After a routine feeding from a wasp, almost blacking out while cumming her brains out from the mite like usual, she realised there was a new sensation. Hundreds of creatures inside her bladder were squirming out of their chrysalis's. Multitudinous soft and blunt legs scraped against her walls as the mites consumed their prior home from their pupal stage, the adult mite helping to eat anything leftover. The newborn mites were ravenous and full of energy. Their soft waxy body's pressing against each other, forcing a writhing ball of insects against every part of her insides.

After a while she felt the first newborn force its way into her passage. It was a tenth the size of an adult and should have easily fit inside of her urethra. Despite its advantage it was clumsy in its attempts to burrow out of her body, its soft and blunt legs not hurting her but driving her mad from the stimulation of a second, third, and then who knows how many mites following their newborn brothers and sisters in their escape. Anna came, her walls clamping down around the mites, forcing their writhing bodies against her most sensitive spot only making her orgasm worse.

Despite her body's greedy attempts to clamp the writhing mites against the back of her clit, the first mite breached her entrance as its soft legs clambered onto her clit directly. Anna's moaned as her hips bucked against her bindings in response. Mite after mite poured out of her, scurrying across her pussy in every direction. Her poor clit was punished by the flood of brood she was giving birth to as they clambered onto it to escape and find a wasp to feed on.

She came so hard she saw stars as her brood crawled out of her. It felt like it lasted for hours until finally she was completely empty. She lay there panting, her muscles sore from the strain of the full body orgasm she had been forced to endure. The infant mites long since gone to find their hosts.

The only movement she felt inside her now was the grubs. Either all the eggs had hatched, or the grubs had eaten the other eggs inside her. Her belly was alive with the wasp larvae as their slimy fat bodies slithered and squirmed around inside her, licking errant globs of royal jelly where it still coated her insides.