Chapter 5 - Marsh insects part 1

The marsh was annoying to walk through for Courtney. All manner of bugs wished to either suck her blood or sweat. She kept swatting at them as she trudged through the thigh deep water. Courtney was not an idiot. She would have chosen another path if she had the option. But even after searching, this was her only way through. Through a marsh filled with tiny, annoying insects.


She sighed in exasperation after smacking one on her thigh. Courtney had long since given up trying to wipe it off, since her only option was to bathe herself in the murky water. Her entire body felt gross. Every surface with a sheen of one liquid or another. Her arms covered with sweat and bugs. Her chest and stomach had milk perpetually dripping down it from her oversized nipples. Even her pussy was drenched, although she was not exactly in a state of arousal. More a combination of sweat and humidity.


Courtney yawned, rubbing her eyes. She was beginning to feel tired. Which was a somewhat surprising realization to her. A few moments ago she felt fine, although it had been some time since her last sleep. The plant seemed to have reinvigorate her with its water. But now she could barely take the next step. Her eyes drooping as she trudged through the crotch deep water. Which was strange to her. The marsh’s water level had been the same throughout. Even the trees didn’t look any different. Maybe a little bigger, but the area she was in hadn’t changed.


She leaned against a tree, blinking to keep awake. It was hard to keep them open. Let alone think. For no reason in particular, she noticed her hand. It was smaller. Much smaller, in fact. And her chest was nonexistent. She was in fact, ‘flat as a board’. From what little she could see above the water line now-- which was mostly just her stomach and chest, she had shrunk. Considerably. Even in the cloudy water, she could see her face as younger. Not by much, still above the age of 18. She’d hit a massive growth spurt at the age of 20 that had filled her out nicely. And now she was, for some reason, back to pre-growth spurt.


All at once, her tiredness was gone. The weight had been lifted off her eyelids. And she could clearly see in the water that she’d used as a mirror that there was a massive mosquito behind her. Filled to the brim with all manner of fluids and bones, it had sucked literal years out of her life. Although she couldn’t see it, there was an unmistakable mark on her back where it had done the deed. A welt.


She was frozen in fear, but the mosquito certainly was not. Something splashed in the water behind her and she shrieked in a far higher voice when something penetrated her taught vagina. Courtney couldn’t see below the surface of the water, but she could definitely feel something probing against her regrown hymen. The mosquito bucked upwards, breaking her purity and ramming against the entrance to her womb in one swift movement.


Courtney went weak in the knees. It felt like the first time she’d ever had sex, unable to comprehend just how good it felt. She moaned, clawing at the tree. And the mosquito had yet to truly start. It was simply repositioning as she kneeled on the marsh floor, her head just above the water. Her ass, considerably smaller than a few minutes ago was stuck out. The perfect position for breeding. Courtney’s cheek pressed against the tree while she hugged it just to maintain some semblance of stability. The mosquito’s ovipositor wasn’t all that big, but her pussy was far tighter.


It still had yet to move as her legs wobbled. She was shaking. It was like a high. Something that she’d long forgotten, and chased without bearing fruit. Courtney became a nympho, but had long forgotten since why. And this exact pleasure she felt was why. Blood running down and polluting the water as her vagina was filled. It gave her such a feeling of pleasure that she came. It was muted and impossible to see, but her neck bent back as she orgasmed.


The large mosquito finally moved. It began slowly at first. Not breaking its incubator was an instinct that even it understood. Buzzing filled the air as it began to speed up. Pulling all the way out of her pussy, and filling it with every thrust. Her ass jiggled just above the water, bouncing with every movement. Courtney was drowning-- although thankfully only in pleasure. Endorphins flooded her mind with endorphins because. Her new, or depending on how you looked at it, old body had yet to experience the pleasure of sex. And it was all the more keen to have more of it.


Courtney pushed back, something that the bug hadn’t anticipated. The tip of the ovipositor pushed through her cervix. More powered by instincts than intelligence, the tip fanned out, locking the ovipositor in her incubator. It was then that the bug regressed. It rammed her without warning. Slamming her face against the tree as it constantly bottomed out in her womb and tried to pull back. But it was unable to, the fan far larger than her entrance and keeping it locked in there.


She just kept cumming. At everything. Because of the way the bug treated her. Because of the ovipositor pressing on her g spot. Because of her womb getting battered like dough. Courtney moaned, meeting the thrusts. Pulling even harder on her cervix and pushing the end of her womb even harder. Her and fingers curling as she orgasmed. The bug rested on her back, its ovipositor pushing aside her ass cheeks as it entered her doggy style. Courtney felt light headed as the appendage slammed even further in. So far that it protruded her stomach. She just kept cumming. And cumming.


She came so much and so rapidly that it felt more like she was pissing. Just a flood of pleasure that came out of her.


The bug stopped. Courtney continued cumming. Continuing to slam back onto the ovipositor. Her hips rolling and using it like a living dildo.


And then the first egg came. It wasn’t nearly as large as the one from the plant, but her pussy was tight. She could feel it travel down her vagina into her welcoming womb. More soon followed. Her stomach full to the brim of what looked like little balls.


The mosquito’s fan retracted and it pulled out. Her womb so small that it didn’t need to be sealed to hold all the eggs. It was plugged up by one of eggs, a good half of it sticking out of the entrance. Courtney panted, her knees falling to the ground as she clung to the tree. With great care, she slumped with her back facing the tree as she rested for a moment. Listening to the sounds of the bugs all around her.


She rubbed her stomach. While she could not see under the water, she could feel the bumps of each individual egg that protruded through her stomach. There was a weird sort of pleasure she got from moving her hand over her stomach and tracing each individual egg. A sort of content that one only got by being a mother.


A firefly, a massive one zoomed to her from somewhere. It looked beautiful, its wings capturing the light of the sun and reflecting it like a kaleidoscope. Before she even realized it, it was sucking at one of her tiny nipples. Although there was no milk, it did feel wonderful. She stroked the top of its head, bringing it closer to her as it massaged and played with her button of flesh.


Another one zoomed by, taking up residence on her other nipple. This one was black, opposed to the blue hue that the other was. She pet them, her eyes half closed as she allowed the pleasure to consume her. For several minutes that’s all she did. She let her eyes stayed closed as she moaned as loud as she liked, allowing the dragonflies to pleasure her. Nothing ever came from her nipples, but it felt wonderful to Courtney. Eventually her hands moved away from the dragon flies and down to her clit.


Her hands were so much smaller that it felt like someone else was touching her. She didn’t want to rush herself, and began playing with her folds. Circling around her entrance before lightly putting in her index finger. God did she feel so tight, having to push with all her strength to get down to the first knuckle.


Courtney was moaning so loud that practically the entire marsh could hear her, whether they wanted to or not. She slipped in another finger, two in her muff as she fingered herself. Her other hand, somewhat dejected, began circling her ass. Even just touching it felt like an impenetrable wall. It was so tight that she had to massage around it just to get a pinky finger partially in.


A third finger slipped into her cunt. It felt like her vagina was trying to trap her fingers and suck them in. The dragonflies diligently tending to her breasts, she felt heavenly. Courtney both plunged her pinky into her butt, and brushed her clit. Her back arched as she came, seeing white from the pleasure. But that didn’t stop her fingers as they milked her, her hands mercilessly attacking both holes and her clit. Four fingers were inside her as she thumbed her clit. It was then that she accidentally found her G-spot and came. Her legs locked and unable to do anything other than move her fingers.


Her ass received the same treatment, holding within it two fingers that massaged her insides. And unfortunately the orgasm ended. Leaving her face slick with sweat and her holes thoroughly rubbed. She sat, allowing the dragonflies to continue as she relaxed for a moment in the afterglow.


But it wasn’t long before she felt her belly move. The eggs were hatching. She could feel the change within her womb. Even after pressing a hand to her stomach, she could feel the eggs popping. And soon her stomach was far flatter, her womb filled with the baby insects inside. The only problem was the egg sealing her womb, acting as a barrier to the bugs’ exit. They were becoming restless. Biting and clawing at the walls of her womb in a way that brought her only pleasure. It wasn’t often that one got their insides scraped, and it felt amazing to Courtney.


Even still, the egg refused to pop and so she had to act. Taking a deep breath, she started to finger herself. It was easier now that her muscles were so relaxed. It took her only a few seconds to be able to put all five in. Adjusting her seat, she bent over to make it easier to move her arm. Slowly pushing in her fingers, she felt her fist moving further up her vagina before finally coming upon the egg. Unable to see, she had to touch herself in order to out exactly where the egg was. Except that it only made things harder. Her cervix opened further upon her touch, allowing the egg to get stuck on its midway point. Even pushing on it did nothing to loosen it. She could feel the bugs torturing her womb. Becoming more desperate, she used her other hand and pushed on her elbow.


That finally did the trick, and the egg popped fully into her womb. She retracted her hand quickly, feeling the mosquitoes rush out of her womb and out into the water. Even the one that had blocked them all eventually left its egg and joined them. Her womb was once again devoid of life. At least the dragonflies had yet to leave her. Still expecting there to be milk from her breasts when there was none.


She just wasn’t expecting them to bite her nipples. Courtney was weak from the endorphins and the pleasure, so when they latched on and stayed like that, it was unexpected. And then their maws pierced her nubile cherry nubs. She could see the veins on her breasts and her areola turn a purple color when they injected something into her. A few moments later she could feel herself changing.


Sbe began to feel milk flow from her breasts.