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Selaine's new life didn't begin how she expected it to. She thought she would tear through the walls of her chrysalis in a frenzy of claws and newfound instinct, unfamiliar power coursing through her chitin-plated body, ready to lead the armies of Tachyr into bloody conquest.
Instead, she woke up on a pile of soft bedding with the irresistible urge to give a full-body stretch, flop onto her back, and go back to sleep. She did the first two. The third took long enough she managed to convince herself to open her eyes and sit up. A woman was sitting beside her bed; the woman now said, “Good morning!”
Selaine stared at her groggily as she replied, “Uh, morning.” What was another- what was a human doing here? Had something gone wrong?
The woman held out her hand and said, “It's nice to see you awake. You sure like your beauty sleep, huh?”
No, wait, she wasn't human. What Selaine had initially thought were clothes was actually fuzzy chitin plating. And on second glance, her hair was actually more of a protective helmet of sorts made of the same stuff that covered her from the neck down. She was spotted with dark brown – nearly black – spots, but most of her fur (was it fur?) was varying shades of yellow, with the exception of her nutty brown ‘hair.’ In a word, she was cute, which was once again a far cry from what Selaine had expected.
Why was she blushing? Wait, hadn't she been saying something? “I'm sorry,” Selaine said, rubbing her head. “Is this drowsiness going to go away soon?”
“Oh, I'm not sure. You're still, like, metamorphosing and junk, but I don't really know what it’s like for queens. You might just be sleepy all the time for all I know.”
“That doesn't make any sense. How am I supposed to do my job if I'm all zonked out?” The girl gave Selaine an odd look. She ignored it in favor of inspecting her new body. She understood what the girl meant: while her limbs were covered in the same fuzzy armor as the other woman's, her torso was completely unprotected. She frowned as she cupped her breasts in her hands. “How does it feel when new chitin comes in? Am I gonna be all itchy?”
“You aren't gonna grow any new chitin, I don't think.”
“Wh– but I'm so… vulnerable! My tits are out and everything!” Selaine exclaimed, jiggling her chest for emphasis.
“Yeah? I don't know what you expected.”
“Okay, what the hell does that mean?”
The girl paused for a moment before gesturing vaguely in Selaine's direction. “You know. You're a queen. Why would you need to not be vulnerable?”
“What?”
“You're, like, the most important individual in the hive, girl. If you're ever in a situation where you need body armor, things went wrong a long time ago.”
Selaine looked back down at herself. Her fingertips ended in thick pads instead of the vicious claws she'd expected – and that the girl beside her had. “I guess… I just thought I'd get to fight and stuff…”
The girl leaned forward a bit, her voice coming out soft and deliberate. “Hey, uh, what exactly do you think a queen does?”
“Well. They lead the swarm, don't they? I thought I'd get to do it from the front lines, but…” Selaine trailed off. The other woman stared at her, mouth agape.
“Oh, honey…”
That couldn't mean anything good. “W-what? Am I missing something? What do queens do?”
She gave Selaine a kind, but professional look, like a doctor about to tell her patient she's terminal, and said, “Look, I'll tell you in a minute, promise, but are there any other questions you want to ask first?”
Ominous.
“Uh. Well. I suppose. What's your name?”
She stared like a deer in headlights.
“Uh. Oh! I'm Selaine. What should I call you?”
The girl blinked. “It's been so long I completely forgot people use names.”
“Oh. Do you not have one?”
“No, I do! It's, uh… it's Molly! I think.”
“You think your name's Molly?”
“Listen, you, this is the first verbal conversation I've had in years. I had to practice talking out loud all morning. So if you could give me some grace for forgetting my antiquated human mannerisms a bit, I'd really appreciate it.”
“Sorry.”
Molly put her hands on her knees and smiled. “It's fine. We're both feeling things out, right?”
“I guess so. So are you the only, uh, ex-human here besides me? Or are words considered out of style?”
“No, it's pretty much just us in this hive. There might be a few others, but no one I've ever had reason to interact with. It'll be nice to actually talk like this again.” Molly smiled again, wide and carefree, and Selaine found herself awkwardly smiling back, unsure of herself and what she should be doing.
“Hey, Molly, you said I wasn't done… metamorphosing, right?” Molly nodded. “So, if that wasn't about this–” Selaine gestured to her exposed tummy and breasts– “What was it about?”
“Your butt.”
“Pardon?”
Molly stood up and turned ninety degrees, revealing thin, translucent wings and an insectoid abdomen-like protrusion sprouting from her tailbone area. “Your butt thing. Abdomen? Thorax? Butt thing.”
Selaine twisted around to look at her back: sure enough, she had a ‘butt thing’ of her own, roughly the same size as Molly's, around as thick as her thigh at the widest point. “What about it?”
“Well, since you're a queen, it should be way bigger than that.”
“And that's because…”
“Right. Okay. So. The Tachyr are colony organisms, like ants, or bees, right?”
“Right.”
“And typically, in these organisms, what's the queen's role?”
“They control the pheromones and shit, right? Or whatever Tachyr do instead of that. Why are you, uh…”
Molly was staring at her with her arms crossed. “What else does the queen do?”
“Like… Lay eggs?”
Molly nodded once.
“Wait, are you saying I'm gonna have to do that? With my– my bug ass or whatever?”
Molly didn't say anything. She was frowning.
“Uh, listen, Molly, do you think it'd be possible to delegate that part somehow? Because–”
“Selaine.”
Selaine fell quiet, shocked by her sudden firmness. “What?”
“The queen doesn't control the pheromones.”
A pause.
“What?”
Molly didn't respond.
“Molly. I need you to explain to me, without ambiguity, exactly what it is I'm expected to do here.”
Molly sighed. “Have as many babies as physically possible and basically nothing else.”
And nothing else. Selaine stared very intensely at nothing in particular for several seconds. Then she said, “No.”
“No?”
“No. I'm not doing that. Who do I talk to for a mulligan?”
“Selaine, there's no one. And you can't do that; you're already a queen!”
“Just tell me who's in charge, Molly.”
“No one's in charge! Queens don't control hives and neither does anyone else; I just explained that.”
“No one's in charge? What, does the entire colony just function on everyone doing whatever they feel like all the time?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“Oh, even better. In that case, I don't feel like being a god damn broodmother all day.”
“Selaine–”
“What?”
Molly sat down on the bed. “Well, there isn't really an easy way to tell you this, but that's really not up to you.”
“You just said everyone does what they feel like.”
“Yeah. And everyone feels like having you, uh, be a god damn broodmother, so to speak. You're outvoted.”
Selaine flopped onto her back and screamed.
“Um! I don't want to alarm you, Selaine, but, you should probably keep it down and try to stay calm? You really don't want a bunch of drones figuring out you're awake and getting… excited.”
“What the hell does that mean?,” Selaine groaned.
“Well, you know, you're the new queen, and for a while we didn't have one, so the hive is kind of itching to… you know.”
“Yeah, yeah, lay eggs and shit," Selaine said, waving her hand dismissively. "What does that have to do with that other thing?”
“Um, well, when a drone and a queen love each other very much…”
Selaine gaped. “I have to fuck the bugs?”
Molly nodded, not meeting her gaze.
“Molly, I can't do that.”
“Like I said, it's not really up to you…”
“What, are you saying a bunch of horny Tachyr are gonna come in here and, like, have their way with me?”
“Essentially.”
“That's so fucked up. Molly, you realize how fucked up that is, right?”
“Obviously! Why do you think I've been sitting here waiting for you to wake up? I wanted to make sure you knew what you were getting into so you didn't get swarmed by drones and not understand what was happening!”
“Oh, great! This is so much better! At least now when I get raped by a giant fucking hornet, I'll understand what's happening!”
Molly grabbed her head and groaned. “Why the hell did you even come to us, huh?”
“You- huh?”
“You came and found us and volunteered to join the hive. You specifically requested to be made a queen. Why the fuck did you do that, Selaine, if you're so terrified of putting out?”
“I–
“I thought…”
Selaine curled up and hugged her knees. “I didn't know it would be like this…”
She felt Molly's hand on her shoulder and let her pull her into a hug. Molly whispered, “Hey, it's gonna be okay. Everything's gonna be alright, sweetheart.”
“I just– God, I'm so stupid!”
“Shhh. There, there. You're okay, babygirl. You're safe with me.”
Selaine clutched Molly and buried her face in her neck. For some strange reason, she believed her. She was safe with Molly. Molly would never, ever hurt her. She could cry as much as she wanted. She didn't have to be brave or strong or anything else right now. Not around Molly. Even if she had only just met her and nothing really made sense.
Molly, who held her so comfortingly and peppered her head with kisses. Molly, who whispered sweet nothings in her ear and would stay by her side no matter what. She was safe here. She didn't have anything to be scared about. She could handle anything as long as Molly was here. She was starting to feel like maybe she was ready, to, uh…
“Mmmhf?”
“Shhh, everything's okay, there's a good girl…”
Good girl. Selaine was a good girl. She relaxed a little. Because she could relax. She could let her guard down around Molly. She just needed to stay nice and calm and everything would be okay, just like Molly said. Molly knew best.
Wait. What?
“Mm? Molly?”
“Hey there, it's okay. You're okay, aren't you?”
“Y-yeah, I feel better now, I think.”
“Good, good girl.”
Good girl.
“Mmm. Uh. Hey, I feel kind of…”
“Relaxed? Yeah, I know. Listen to me, sweetheart, why don't you just hold onto that feeling? All soft and fuzzy and relaxed, just like that? Can you do that for me?”
“Uh, I… I guess…”
It did feel nice. Better than freaking out like she was before. Maybe it was better to just float on this cloud of warm, fuzzy feelings and not think about anything? To just listen to Molly instead of worrying? Molly knew best.
“There you are, there's a good girl for me, nice and floaty and calm.” Good girl… “I'll keep you safe, okay?” Safe. “Good girl, you just stay like this and let it all happen. Good girl.”
Good girl, good girl…
Let…
Let what happen?
“Shhh, don't worry your pretty little head, just float with me, safe and sound, good girl…”
Good girl…
But…
“Hey, hey, it's okay, let me handle everything, okay?”
Molly knew best.
“That's right, good girl…”
Good girl.
Selaine nuzzled against Molly. Her fur was so soft, and she smelled so nice. She was so pretty, too. Her honey-gold fur, and the brown skin of her face, and…
“Molly? Um…”
“Hey there, babygirl, staying nice and relaxed for me?” Selaine could just close her eyes and relax. Molly was just as good to touch as she was to look at, after all. And her smell was so calming. Selaine just needed to take deep breaths and everything would be okay.
“Nn-nnuh, Molly, listenn…”
Selaine's head felt like it was full of cotton. She just needed to listen to Molly. She knew best, after all. But something about that wasn't right. Even though everything was okay. It was like…
Like…
“Friend?”
Yes! “Yes, we're friends, and we love you sooo much! You trust your friends, don't you, Selaine? We'll take good care of you, so why don't you just stay nice and floaty?”
Molly knew best. Selaine was safe with her. Even if her friend was getting into her personal space and she was pretty sure she was supposed to be worried about that for some reason, Molly was here to make sure nothing would go wrong, so…
“Ssstop.”
No, it's okay. Molly knew best.
Selaine giggled, for some reason. “Molly help.”
Molly is helping. Molly's right here, so everything's okay, okay? Everything is fine. Just relax.
“I don't wannnt this.”
No, no, it's okay, Molly knows best, right? Just listen to Molly, you're safe, you're okay, everything is okay, good girl, nice and calm and floaty, good girl…
Something's wrong.
Nothing's wrong. Everything is okay.
Friends aren't supposed to touch her like this.
Everything is okay. Everything will be okay soon, and Molly will keep you safe, really safe, but just this once, can you be a good girl for her?
“Molly help!”
Please, please just stay calm, everything will be okay soon, Molly knows best so please just let it happen just this one time and then I promise everything will be alright, please, why does my head hurt?
I'm scared.”
“I know, baby, oh, I know, you're doing so good for me, can you just calm down and relax for me? Come on, You're doing such a good job–”
Floaty.
“Yes, good girl, nice and floaty…” Good girl.
“Good girl, docile, calm, floaty girl…”
Floaty. Head full. Full.
“Shhh, shhh, such a good girl for me…”
Full. Selaine was full. Good girl. Friend. “Please stop.”
Molly. Holding her. Cooing. Friend. Touching her. Filling her. Filling her–
“Molly!”
“Hey, it's okay, there's a good–”
“Stop!”
“Shhh, shhh, it's okay…”
“It's not! Molly, it's not!” Selaine. Trying. To move. Molly. Holding her.
“Please, baby, it's so much easier if you just let it happen, please just let it happen.”
“No…”
“It's okay, baby, you're gonna be okay. I'm right here, see? Nothing bad is gonna happen to you.”
“I don't want this.”
“Baby, it's gonna happen no matter what. Isn't it better if you want it? Please stay calm for me.”
Selaine. Yanking as hard as she could. Not moving. Weak. Helpless. Scared. Everything is okay. Molly knows best.
“Please, sweetheart, I can't protect you if you don't keep calm for me.”
“Nnot protecting me. Not!”
“Please just trust me, Selaine, I'm trying. Please stop fighting.”
Selaine kicked her feet and sobbed. She was so weak. Her friend wouldn't stop, why wouldn't it stop? Why wouldn't Molly do anything? “H-h-help me…”
Molly squeezed her so tight and said, “I'm right here, sweetheart. I'm here.”
“Make it stop…”
“I can't, baby. This is all I can do.”
Molly nuzzled her cheek. Her cheek was wet. She was crying. Molly pet her hair. Selaine sniffled and pressed against the touch.
Molly was right anyway. Her friend was as big as both of them put together. What were either of them going to do to stop it? Clearly begging didn't work. Some friend.
Selaine blinked. Friend? She looked up at… it. It towered over her from this position. It was fuzzy like Molly, but the hair was all black, and a bit shorter, so the gleaming chitin underneath was more visible. Its face had two huge, compound eyes, and a complicated set of mouthparts. Unlike Molly, it was just as armored there as on the rest of its body.
Giant fucking hornet.
Selaine whimpered as she was violated by a gigantic insect.
Molly scratched behind her ear. Selaine felt her arms wrap around Molly and squeeze. Molly kissed her cheek.
Selaine was suddenly very aware of her body as the Tachyr's member shuddered inside her and shot great arcs of electricity jolting up her spine. There was an incredibly disorienting explosion of… something, that coiled around her whole body and squeezed, squeezed, squeezed in time with the thing's twitching until it settled deep in her tummy and suffused her with a warm glow.
Molly's hand was covering Selaine's mouth all of a sudden. She was ruffling her hair and cooing what a good job she had done. Selaine felt dizzy. Oh, her friend had left. Was it over? Selaine blinked. She wasn't full anymore. The strange sensation in her tummy squeezed again. It felt hot. Selaine held Molly and stared into the ceiling.
Molly whispered such sweet things to her. What a good girl she was. How brave she had been. How proud Molly was of her. How she was all done and she could just rest now if she wanted. That sounded nice.
Selaine fell asleep holding her.
—
It was dark. Selaine had to squint to see anything more defined than vague blobs.
Where the hell was she, anyway? Was this the old mall on Verdant Street? She hadn't been here since high school.
And it was definitely abandoned now. It sure looked the part, anyway.
Or maybe not. She thought she heard something skitter behind her.
She didn't see anything when she looked, of course, but it was so dark that really didn't mean much.
Selaine started walking faster. She didn't like being alone in a place like this. Why had she even come here, anyway? This was no place for her to…
To…
What was she doing?
God, what was she doing with her life?
She needed to get home. Had the mall always been this fucking big?
There was a side closet here. Selaine stopped. It was small and cozy. Her eyes were adjusting to the darkness now, and the ambient light was… good. Too much light would just be uncomfortable, she supposed.
She kind of liked the look of this closet. It wasn't ideal, but maybe this would be a good spot to start her nest.
Wait, what? Selaine frowned. Wasn't she trying to go home?
There was a sound behind her. Selaine froze. She could worry about the fact that she was apparently losing her mind later. Right now she needed to get out of here. She needed… she needed to call for help. No, no one was here! She needed to run.
Selaine slowly turned around. A hand touched her shoulder. She screamed and fell on her ass.
“What the fuck,” said her boyfriend.
“Wh- Ricky? Don't scare me like that! I thought–”
“What, you thought some giant bug was lurking around the fucking SuperSpree?”
“I-
“I don't know! Jesus!” Selaine huffed and got to her feet. “What are you even doing here?”
“Trying to find you, bitch, what are you doing here?”
“I, uh, I was just…”
“Just what?”
Selaine shrank. “I forgot. Sorry.”
“Okay, well, let's go home, then. Gotta tell everyone the news, right?”
“The news? What news?”
Ricky put a hand on her belly and said, “You're pregnant, baby, did you forget?”
No. No, that wasn't right. She was on birth control, and she made sure Ricky used condoms when he fucked her. And he wasn't… she couldn't…
“I- I have to go,” said Selaine.
“Babe?” Ricky stepped towards her. She stepped back. He reached for her arm. She didn't let him grab her. “Baby, come on.”
“I said I have to go, Patrick.” She started to back away from him. This was all wrong. She never went here. There was nothing for her here.
“Selaine, what are you doing? Stop fucking around, we need to get home!”
There was nothing for her here. With tears in her eyes, Selaine turned heel and ran. She wasn't sure if he chased her, but he disappeared behind her quickly regardless. Selaine ran, and ran, and ran, and eventually she woke up.
“Morning, sleepyhead. How do you feel?”
Blink. Where was she? Selaine stretched and yawned. Molly was by her bed, just like yesterday. Next to her was another Tachyr.
Oh, yeah.
Selaine hugged herself and said, “Please don't rape me.”
Molly blinked.
“Oh! Hey, don't worry, she's a worker, like me! She doesn't even have the equipment for it, see?” The bee-like creature, as tall as the sitting Molly next to it (her?), turned around to present its abdomen. Molly placed her hands right below what was clearly a lethal stinger, and spread apart two chitin plates to reveal…
Huh.
Selaine stared dumbly into the worker-Tachyr's bug pussy.
“So, are we good? Feeling a bit more secure?”
“Uh. I. Like.” Selaine blinked. “I guess.”
“Yay!” Molly clapped. The giant bee turned back around. “So, I know things got a little… traumatic, yesterday, but I promise today is gonna be different! Your only job is to eat your veggies and grow up big and strong.”
Selaine stared at her. She was smiling cheerfully.
Molly continued, “Oh, uh, we don't really have actual vegetables, exactly, though. Look, the point is, are you hungry?”
Wow, she really was. Yesterday had been, well, a lot, but she actually hadn't been awake very long. She hadn't even thought about food. “Uh, yeah, actually. You really mean I don't have to, uh.” Selaine swallowed. “Do that again?”
“Not for the time being. If anyone comes to bother you, we'll hold ‘em off.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, now that you're probably pregnant in your pre-installed uterus, the only reason for anyone to fuck you is, you know, for pleasure. So Sis and I can just get ‘em off and send ‘em on their way.”
“I'm sorry, what?”
“Well, it's not really guaranteed after just one time, but you're still developing and your well-being is first priority, so until you're mentally ready and all your queenly majesty has come in, it's not necessary for you to be… available.”
“No, not that,” Selaine said, forcing herself not to consider the sheer inevitability with which Molly talked about her mental readiness and availability. “Did you just call that Tachyr ‘Sis?’”
“Mhm!” Molly put an arm around the worker, which leaned against her affectionately. “This here is my beloved sister.”
“Are you sure?”
Molly quirked her eyebrows for a moment. Then she snapped her fingers. “Oh! Oh right, human culture, preconceptions, yada yada. I mean technically every Tachyr in this colony is my adoptive sibling, but Sis here is, like. How do I put this? She's my best friend and I love her like no other, I guess. She's my sister.”
“Oh. Well, anyway, you said I'm supposed to eat, right?”
“Uh-huh. Who do you want to be fed by?” Molly put her and her sister's faces side by side.
“Like. Myself, I guess?”
Molly frowned. “That's not how it works.”
“Why not? You just give me the food and then I eat it, right? What is it, anyway?”
“Well, for you it's nothing but the most luxurious royal jelly.”
“Okay.” Sounded a little gross, but she kinda signed up for that, right? She could deal. “So where is it?”
“Um.” Molly pointed at the worker. “In her stomach.”
“She ate my breakfast?”
“No. She made it there, for you, so you can eat it.”
Oh. The bug wanted to feed her like a chick. “That's kind of super gross.”
“Okay. Well, if you want, she can put some in my mouth, and I'll feed it to you instead. I really don't think you want to just slurp it off the ground.”
Yeah, that did sound pretty awful. But it was gross either way, right? It was basically bug vomit. “You don't have anything else?”
“Nothing suitable for a queen.”
Selaine slumped backwards and muttered, “Man, why is everything here so… bad?”
Molly narrowed her eyes and groaned, “Oh, what is it now?”
“The bug vomit, obviously! I don't think it's unreasonable to not want to eat that!”
“You really didn't think this thing through, did you, girl?”
“What's that supposed to mean?”
“You complain about every little thing, as if you didn't literally betray your species to be here–”
“Molly, you held me down as I was raped.”
“I held you down? That's what we're calling it? Did you want me to fight off the fucking soldier because Miss Make-Me-A-Queen got cold feet?”
“Fuck you!”
Molly leaned onto the bed and said, “Do you want to be here or not, Selaine? Because I've been treating you like a volunteer, but we have restraints. I can hold you down while my sister feeds you. Is that how we have to do things?”
“I–”
Selaine looked away.
“No. I'm sorry. I… You don't have to do that.”
Molly sighed. “Look, I'm sorry about yesterday, okay? I know it was scary.”
“I just thought… I'd get to be powerful, I guess. And instead I'm more powerless than I've ever been in my life.”
Molly sat next to Selaine, just close enough to be present without intruding on her. “I'm sorry,” she said.
Selaine leaned against her.
Her stomach growled loudly.
“So,” Molly said, “Like, super awkward, but are you ready for me to kiss a bunch of weird bug goo into your mouth?”
Selaine stared at her for a moment. She laughed awkwardly. Molly smiled. Selaine found it in her to smile back. “Not really, but if we don't I think I might pass out.”
“Hey, you know what they say,” Molly grinned as she turned towards her sister. “‘Not really’ is as good as ‘yes,’ right?”
Selaine giggled, “Oh my god, Molly, what the hell? You can't joke about that, it's too soon!”
“Hey, you laughed, didn't you? Alright, Sis, pucker up.”
“Hm? Uh.” Selaine's laughter petered out as she watched Molly tenderly hold the worker-Tachyr's head and press her lips against its mouth. Molly closed her eyes and moaned. “Um.”
They parted and Molly patted her sister's cheek(cheek-plate?) before turning to Selaine with a suggestive eyebrow waggle, cheeks puffed out like some kind of chipmunk-bee-woman. Selaine blushed, for some reason. Molly scooched over and took Selaine in her hands just like she'd done her sister. Selaine closed her eyes and parted her lips. Molly kissed her. Selaine kissed her back. Molly spat weird bug goo into her mouth.
Oh. Right.
That.
It didn't taste terrible, actually. It was sweet, and warm, and gooey, and it slid down Selaine's throat easily. When they parted, all Selaine could think was, God, I'm hungry.
“Well? How is it?”
“More, please.”
Molly chuckled and turned back to her sister. Selaine watched impatiently. Molly finished and Selaine kissed her ravenously, greedily sucking the jelly out of her mouth. It coated her mouth and filled her head with spice and she needed more. When they broke away, Selaine turned to the worker and said, “Can you feed me, please?”
It waddled right up to the bed. Selaine didn't hesitate. She locked her lips between the Tachyr's mandibles and lapped desperately at its mouth for more sweet jelly. It shoved its tongue into her mouth, coated with slime and Selaine's eyes rolled up as she sucked at it. The tongue slithered down her throat as the bug pumped Selaine full of delicious nourishment. Selaine would have moaned if she had the breath to spare, but she was too busy gulping down every last drop of her meal.
The worker was holding her with its forelegs, she realized. It felt nice. Molly was stroking her back, too, and praising her for taking her breakfast so happily…
Selaine couldn't believe she hadn't wanted to do this. It was fantastic. She never wanted it to end.
The bug kept pumping jelly into her until her belly was almost painfully full, and then she felt its tongue slither out of her mouth with a wet pop! She was flushed and panting as she gazed half-lidded into her partner's unblinking eyes.
Fuck.
She was so full.
And she was really, really horny. Good girl!
Hehehehe. Wait. “Mmolly did you say something?”
“Mm? Yeah, just marvelling at what a good girl our little Selaine is being.”
Selaine blushed and giggled. Good girl…
“How's our little queen feeling now?”
“U-uh, well…” She could be honest with Molly, right? Molly wouldn't judge her. “Good. Um. K-kind of… horny.”
“Aw, hey, that's great! What a good girl you are.” Good girl!
“Hehehe! Um, why?”
“Well. A horny queen is a happy queen, you know?”
Selaine flushed a bit brighter. That did make sense, though. She could… right now, just for right now, she kind of thought maybe she could…
Selaine squirmed. “Um, Molly?”
“Mhm?”
“Um… what's your sister's name?”
“Huh?”
“Well I can't keep thinking of her as ‘Molly's sister,’ now can I? Especially not after what we just did.”
Molly scratched her head sheepishly. “Uh, she doesn't really have one, I guess? I just call her Sis.”
“Oh.” Selaine turned to the creature in question and asked, “Um, do you want a name?” The worker bobbed its head up and down.
“Sis says it'll be good if you have something convenient to call her. Oh! What about Holly?” She bobbed her head again and headbutted Molly. Molly giggled as she fell over. “Holly and Molly!” Holly tapped her feet happily.
Selaine asked, “Um, Holly? Are you… going to keep feeding me like that?”
Holly tackled her and nuzzled her face. “Whatever you want us to do, we'll do, little queen,” translated Molly.
Selaine giggled and hugged Holly's thorax. She returned the nuzzle and sighed.
She was still horny. If only Holly could…
“Hm? What's this?”
Selaine squeaked as a finger ran gently up her labia.
“Aw, is our queen all wet like a good girl?”
Oh, she really was, wasn't she? And it made her a good girl… Selaine squeezed her emotional support bee and hid her face.
“Does someone need to be fucked~?”
She could be honest with Molly. Molly would keep her safe.
“Um… I think… I can. J-just once, okay? And you both have to stay right here!”
“You mean with a drone?”
Selaine nodded meekly.
“Oh, sweetheart, I'm so proud of you! I'll be right back, okay?”
“Y-you're gonna bring a drone?”
“If you're okay with it. And I'll hold your hand the whole time, okay?”
“Okay…”
“Good girl!” Molly ruffled her hair and left.
Selaine idly pet Holly as she gazed up at nothing. Maybe things weren't so bad after all. She liked being a good girl, and being fed was way better than she could have expected. She had to have sex with giant bugs, but Holly was a giant bug and Selaine really liked her. She could adapt. Yesterday was just too much, too quickly.
She was safe here, right? Nothing bad was going to happen. Her friends would keep her safe.
Selaine sighed. “Hey, Holly.” The worker rested her head on Selaine's chest, giving her its undivided attention. Selaine pet the top of its head. “I'm sorry I called you gross earlier. You're really sweet.”
Holly stamped her feet happily and tickled Selaine with her antennae. Selaine giggled as she tried to escape. Holly butted her head. Selaine nuzzled her.
A little while passed as they cuddled. Selaine kissed her friend's mandible and pet behind her antennae. How long would it take for Molly to return, she wondered? She was starting to feel a little nervous. She'd agreed to see a drone in the heat of the moment, but now that she was thinking about it, wasn't it still pretty scary? That she was expected to just… spread her legs for whoever or whatever wanted to take her? That she had invited something –and she didn't even know what– into her bed to fuck her, and she probably couldn't take it back?
She moaned fretfully. What had she been thinking? Molly told her she didn't have to fuck anything and then she went and volunteered for it.
Selaine pressed her face into Holly's shoulder and groaned. The worker supported her head with its forelegs, awkwardly stroking her hair. Petting her, even though it wasn't as dextrous as with humanoid limbs. It helped, though. Holly was here for her. And Molly would be, too. She said she'd hold her hand the whole time.
Selaine closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She had asked for this. She just needed to get back to that place and then it wouldn't be scary anymore, right? If she wasn't scared, if she wanted it, maybe it could be… fun? Or pleasant, at least?
It didn't have to be like yesterday. Holly was as Tachyr as they came, and she was the reason Selaine had gotten so worked up in the first place. Clearly she could be turned on by a bug, even if Holly was a lot more approachable than any Tachyr soldier she'd ever seen.
Maybe Holly could help her with this. “Hey, Holly?” Selaine asked. Holly nuzzled her cheek. “Um, do you… do you like kissing?”
The worker-Tachyr squeezed her and started licking her face. Selaine giggled and struggled playfully; the giant bug was almost like a dog! She cackled as it licked at her lips, but as the licking grew more insistent she stopped with a sudden blush. Oh. Holly was trying to kiss her right now.
Wait, that was good, right? It was exactly what she wanted. She just hadn't realized it because of the anatomy difference, but…
Holly wanted to kiss her. To make her feel good. She looked up at the bug's face – she had stopped licking at Selaine's mouth when she hesitated. It was… really, obviously not human. Her compound eyes took up over half of her head's surface area and she didn't have anything resembling a nose. But that was okay. Selaine had come here expecting to spend the rest of her life surrounded by Tachyr, even if she hadn't expected to be… intimate with them. Holly's antenna twitched idly. Selaine reached out and gently poked it. It twitched again.
Selaine had antennae, too, now. She felt them twitch in response to her shifting attention. Why hadn't she paid more attention to her own body? She'd had bigger things to worry about, she supposed, but… she was going to be living in it from now on. She should be familiar with it. Selaine gingerly touched her own antenna. It twitched away from her finger, just like Holly's. She touched it again. Were Holly's this sensitive?
Holly touched their antennae together. Selaine gasped softly. It felt nice.
Selaine suddenly realized the bug was resting her whole body weight on her. She was heavy, but it didn't feel oppressive at all. Selaine felt shockingly comfortable. Her cheeks felt warm. Holly licked softly at Selaine's lips again. Selaine closed her eyes and let her in.
Selaine knew the Tachyr's tongue was at least long enough to reach down her throat, but it started out just lapping gently against her own tongue and exploring her mouth. Sliding along her teeth. Softly, gently filling her. Selaine moaned. It was so… intimate. Gentle. Her arms wrapped around its thorax as she relaxed and let her partner make her feel good.
No human had ever made Selaine feel this way. There were butterflies in her tummy. Everything felt natural and easy, like all the guesswork had been removed. Holly knew exactly what to do to make Selaine moan, and Selaine knew exactly how to follow along. Like a choreographed dance.
Selaine didn't need to worry about anything. Holly would take good care of her, and all she had to do was let it. This was wonderful. Holly was wonderful. Selaine would have done this even if she'd been made a soldier like she wanted. But Selaine was a queen. And that meant she got treated like royalty.
Yes. And royalty got pampered. Pampered and bred.
Selaine made such needy, vulnerable noises, and Holly drank them all up.
There was a familiar presence in the room now. Molly must be back, Selaine thought. There was something else, too, but that was okay. Probably the friend Molly was bringing. Selaine didn't have to worry. She was safe, no matter what.
“Hey, you two,” murmured Molly. Selaine didn't need to say anything back, though. She was just fine doing what she was doing, letting Holly explore her warm, soft throat. “Thanks for keeping our queen nice and relaxed and ready, Sis. Good girls.”
Good girls. Holly really was a good girl, taking such good care of Selaine. Selaine felt the worker hug her a bit tighter and melted against the comforting weight.
Selaine was a good girl, too. Couldn't forget that.
“Hey, sweetheart, you ready?”
Ready? Oh, right, the drone. That wouldn't be too hard, right? She just had to keep her legs open and relax?
“Yeah, that's right, it'll be easy. Just stay nice and wet like this, there's a good girl.”
Good girl…
Selaine could do it. She was safe. Her girls would take care of her.
Molly took her hand and squeezed. Just like she promised.
Something pressed against her. She opened her legs up so she could take it properly.
“Good girl,” Molly cooed. She put a hand on Selaine's thigh. Present. Protecting her. Molly moved her hand and caressed Selaine with a slick, lurid sound. Selaine bucked her hips against the touch. Molly whispered, “Mhm, there we are, stay just like that for me,” and gently guided the drone into Selaine.
Selaine mewled around Holly's thick tongue and squirmed as she was penetrated. The drone pushed into her with an agonizing slowness, giving her ample time to adjust to its girth as it filled her aching pussy. It was big. Really big. Selaine couldn't be sure without looking, but it seemed like even when it was completely filling her there was still more that didn't fit. Molly pet her and cooed; everything was perfect and Selaine was doing just fine. She held her hand and stroked her thigh and planted soft kisses wherever she could reach and Selaine relaxed and let the drone rut her.
Good girl, Selaine. Just like that. Docile and open and ready to accept her hivemates into her. Sliding in and out, coated in her fluids, sending little flutters up her insides and the base of her spine. Such a wet little hole. Didn't she feel good? Selaine moaned.
Such a good queen. She put her legs around its abdomen and used them to hold it against herself. She needed it closer. Deeper. So when it shot its sperm into her she'd be sure to get pregnant.
Molly was rubbing the tips of her fingers along the base of Selaine's tummy, murmuring, “There, doesn't it feel so wonderful to breed like that?”
It did feel wonderful. To… To breed.
“Good girl.”
Good girl.
Breed.
Holly took her tongue out and gently broke their kiss. Selaine softly whimpered and kept her lips parted to meet the kiss of her friend. To accept it into herself again. Molly and Holly layered kisses all along her neck and shoulders and sides.
Selaine desperately held onto her friend. Closer. Deeper. Breed her. Breed…
Good girl…
Her friend pressed into her. Deeper. Deep as it would go. Then it filled her.
She felt every twitch inside her and imagined each spurt of semen shooting into her and splashing against the back wall of her uterus and in perfect sync white-hot electricity pulsed through her womb and flashed along her spine. Spurt. Her tummy filled with heat in a juddering stream. Spurt. She arched her back against her partner. Spurt. Her pussy clenched and milked every last drop out of its cock. Spurt.
Fuck. She was so full. She hoped she was really fertile. She wanted to be pregnant. Her toes were curled against her feet. She was clutching Molly so tightly.
Selaine relaxed. She did it. She'd been bred so well. Molly kissed her cheek and whispered, “Good girl,” as she caressed Selaine's stuffed tummy. Selaine felt her free hand drift down to rest there as well, feeling along as heat radiated from her womb. “You're gonna be such a good mother, Selaine.”
She was?
She…
She was.
For her brood.
“Good broodmother.”
Good broodmother.
Her partner slowly, gently slipped out of her. Selaine whimpered. Her pussy felt so empty.
Molly gathered Selaine's legs together and pulled her knees to her chest. “Let's make really sure you get pregnant, okay?”
“Okay,” murmured Selaine. Pregnant. Broodmother.
Fuck. Why did she want that so bad?
“Because you're a good queen, babygirl.”
“Okay,” murmured Selaine. “Yay.”