Chapter 1 - Multi type

It had been several hours since Courtney had first seen the bug. She could feel her body changing. Transforming into something designed only to breed. Her hips were wider as to let the bugs slide out. Her breasts were larger as to allow more bugs to drink her milk. And finally her mind could no longer feel pain, only pleasure. There was just a constant cycle of birth and feeding. Hundreds of her children had bitten and sucked her teat for sustenance. Growing larger in the span of minutes. Large enough to extend their stinger into her gaping womb. Every time they pumped eggs in through her pussy, she felt as if she was in heaven. The eggs were bumpy and coarse, rubbing against every part of her insides. She couldn’t help but squirt from the sheer pleasure as it passed her g-spot. There was no helping it from her in the paralysis. She couldn’t even control her bladder.


Not that it mattered. Several bugs had long since taken up residence on her clit. Not only biting and teasing it, but extending a thing, straw like appendage into her urethra like a catheter to suck out her piss. And she was unable to do anything but watch as her children steadily grew bigger over the generations. Feeding off her. Pleasuring her in ways she never thought possible. While their ‘father’ may have been no bigger than a cockroach, they were now as big as rats. Their genitals grew with them, as well as their maws. Even when only sucking or biting at her breasts, their stingers were always fully extended. Leaking and rubbing against her skin, leaving that green fluid they always excreted.


Her breaths were shallow, but she would be panting if she could. At least until one of her children walked up to her mouth and shoved its stinger in. She could feel it reach all the way to her stomach, yet Courtney had no problems breathing. It pumped in and out of her mouth, dumping its ‘precum’ as it chittered in pleasure. Even though she couldn’t see past its carapace covering her eyes, she could still feel her other children at work. One of the new generations were just beginning to breed her, and she could feel its stinger entering her womb. It was so much longer than its forefathers that her stomach protruded from the sheer size. She felt even more full as it widened the entrance to her womb, painting her womb with green.


One of their brothers joined him, and she could feel her ass open slowly, before a stinger started pounding her. All three of her holes had a stinger, her breasts with their growing brethren, and she couldn’t be feeling more pleasure. She tried to move her hips to the rhythm of the bugs, but to no avail. Every part of her body was screaming out to be touched and played with, and the bugs were silencing that with their stingers, claws, and mouths. All at once, she could feel the stingers harden and grow. Her mind raced as she knew what was coming, bracing for the coming eggs.


The bug in her mouth was the first to release the eggs. For the first time, she felt as if she was choking while the eggs descended into her stomach, a low buzz coming from the insect as it emptied wherever they came from. The one in her ass was next. Unlike the first though, it didn’t stop thrusting. She felt the flesh between her butt and stretch. It was being pressed against by both stingers to the point where they might as well be touching. The anticipation was killing her as she waited for the eggs to enter her. To fill her and create more young. To repeat the cycle of pleasure over and over again.


And finally it came. Courtney’s body spasmed out of her control from the eggs entering her ass. They lined up, one by one. The long tubular stinger detracted, but not before sealing off the entrance. Leaving no way for the eggs to escape, and forcing them against her insides. They were even larger than before-- now the size of easter eggs. The bug abandoned its post, and she could feel it tenderly rubbing her breasts with its ovipositor. Lathering her with its cum.
Her womb already felt small, the eggs in her ass pressing upon it. But the finale was upon her as the bug went berserk. It thrust recklessly, tearing against the entrance to her womb. Courtney could feel her own eggs descending, blood dripping out with them. The bug changed its position of missionary to one that a dog might have, allowing its stinger to stay in her vagina as it turned away from her. The stinger stiffened, and she knew its time was close as it continued to thrust in and out. All the sudden it stopped. There was no eggs. Nothing for a few moments as it simply buzzed its wings. And then Courtney felt hot. Her womb was on fire from whatever the bugg was dumping inside her. She couldn’t move from the sheer pleasure that came from the fluid. They coated her own eggs and they changed. The insect’s own DNA rewriting them as it infected them.


Her stomach distended from the liquid, not a single drop coming from the womb. The bug had plugged it, and had no intention of stopping from the looks of it. Her body had changed for the better in this case. As even without being able to see her stomach, she knew it was many times bigger than it had been before. Her womb could easily fit an entire chair, and it was continuing to grow. Courtney could feel her lover finally emit a final burst of ‘something’. It simply sealed her womb, breaking off its stinger inside her to get the last few drops of the sperm out.
Courtney’s brain felt like it was going numb. There were too many sensations. Too many bugs pleasuring and kneading her body. Her womb felt like a waterbed, even just the bugs ministrations made her stomach move and sway. It may have been Courtney’s body, but she wasn’t in control. Her hands were lamely at her side, and her feet were splayed in the best position for breeding. Everything the bugs did was pure pleasure. Her nipples were so much larger now, done to accommodate for the bigger children. At any given time, a few dozen bugs suckled on them. Even her clit was larger. The bugs toyed with it endlessly. Licking at it. Scratching at it with their mandibles. Wrapping around it with an appendage and squeezing it.
Drool was quickly slurped up by her children. The same bug that had forced the eggs into her stomach was now leisurely pumping into her mouth, for seemingly no other reason than pleasure. Its stinger felt rough, but Courtney’s body no longer saw it as pain. It slid easily with the lubrication in her throat.


But nothing compared to the pleasure inside her womb. Not the kneading and biting of her nipples. Not the toying of her clit. Even the deepthroat paled in comparison. The stinger stirred the sperm inside her stomach, no longer attached to a bug. It scratched at her walls relentlessly, forming something out of the soup of sperm and eggs. Places she had no idea existed were being itched at and she was in ecstasy. Courtney felt so horny that she wanted something, anything to fuck up her vagina. To pound her and mate. But nothing did, as the bugs allowed the new life to gestate peacefully.


Minutes later, she felt the eggs in her stomach begin to hatch. They crawled around in her stomach momentarily, before crawling up her throat. They exited the mouth in a horde, the stinger from the bug momentarily waiting for its children to exit. They looked different from the previous children, with long rope like appendages sprawling from their back. They quickly began to work. Cutting off blood flow to her arms and legs, diverting all of it to the most essential parts of her body. The torso and head. A few of them also began to bind her breasts, enhancing the pleasure she felt.


The seal on her ass broke, and it was their turn to live. They scratched at the tract and expanded it. Courtney felt satisfied from all her holes beginning to gape. Her mouth and ass were now open to the air, gaping and vulnerable. The new bugs quickly took care of that, beginning to show their talents as they filled the empty space. They were shaped like rings, and quickly climbed into her waiting mouth and butt, expanding them both with their own body. They stretched Courtney to her limits, and there was no better feeling for her. If she had a mirror, she would be able to see all the way up her ass through a small hole the bugs had, just enough to allow a stinger to pass through and breed.


It was time. And her stomach had been hardened by the stingers work, which had been dissolved into the soup inside her. She no longer swayed, her stomach rock hard as something kicked inside. Sweat started to pour from her face, licked up by the smaller generations of bugs as she felt something kiss the exit to her womb. All at once the seal broke and her eyes rolled up into her head from the relief of so much liquid. It was eclipsed by the feeling of something rather large forcing its way out of her womb, through her vagina, and out into the open air. The ring bugs flooded into her waiting pussy, not only widening her vaginal cavity and her womb, but the entrance as well. It would be easy to fit an entire human fist inside her at this point from how gaping it was.


The newborn bug was by far the oddest. In most ways, it looked like a newborn baby boy. But it looked a few months old at the least, and instead of a penis it had a stinger and an ovipositor sack the size of its head. It turned to its brilliant green eyes to Courtney. It crawled up her leg and onto her now much flatter stomach, dragging a mixture of its and her own juices along her body. Its uncles on her breasts moved aside as it opened its mouth to reveal an orchestra of mandiles, claws, and appendages before clamping down on a nipple.


Her nipple was assaulted in a way that it hadn’t been before. She felt it being twisted, sucked, and elongated-- all in the same moment. The baby’s green eyes never left hers, its ovipositor snaking down to her vagina. Tension built within her, watching as it crossed one of her folds and sent lightning through her spine. It passed through the ring bugs, straight into her gaping vagina. The ring bugs transmitted the feeling of her folds being teased as the prehensile ovipositor finally hit the end of her womb and became bigger.


The ring bugs hadn’t been purely for pleasure, as the entirety of the ovipositor grew as thick as her arm, the end of it ballooning to fit her womb. Her eyes danced as she saw ‘things’ march down the babies ovipositor that lay on her stomach, fall in the small turn that it made into her pussy, and finally deposited themselves in her womb. They felt slimy and soft-- nothing like the hard carapace of the bugs or their appendages.


Courtney watched her stomach rise, filling with the slugs. There was no end to them, and she could feel her body chemistry changing once again.


