A nest, thoroughly crushed beneath her feet. And the wasps that called it home.

Chapter originally by Apollo on writing dot com

...the squishing feeling under her feet. Of the all the horrifying thoughts that had entered Yuki's head, she would have taken any of those over the truth. Anything is better than a funding the remains of a nest around her feet and a swarm of wasps forming around her.

"OH MY GOD!" Yuki screamed.

She rolled from the bush and stood up like a trained soldier. Then took off running faster than she thought possible. Yuki's brain raced faster than her heart. It called back to the studying she did in the library.

"Wasp swarms," she mumbled. "I'm not allergic to the venom, so I just need to protect my face and neck. I should pull up my shir...FUCK!"

After further lamenting her nudity, Yuki settled for clutching her hands to her neck and tucking in her chin, attempting to use her elbows to protect her face. It was the best alternative she could conceive. Of course, it also left her pussy completely exposed. Her elbows may have been in front of her, but Yuki's bouncing breasts refused to stay hidden behind them for very long.

Yuki had not noticed any of that, however. She was far too concerned with the growing buzz behind her and the pavement beneath her feet. Each time the sidewalk turned into a curb, she picked her head up to check for cars. She barely registered them, though. Every move was purely autopilot; a means of ensuring her safety while her reasoning was too distracted. Spot a car? Stick to the sidewalk. No cars? Sprint across. The street signs, buildings, and more blurred together, recognized only as obstacles. Should Yuki be asked to retrace her steps, she would only be able to shrug her shoulders. Why should that be important, though?

What was important was Yuki had avoided being stung in the initial hive destruction, and had managed to stay ahead of the swarm during her escape. While her legs were probably going to be sore tomorrow, today the buzzing had died down before stinging her exposed flesh. Yuki slumped backwards and dropped her hands to her sides, trying not to fall while still catching her breath and resting her arms and legs.

Good thing the doors closed behind me, she thought.

After a moment, Yuki's eyes flew open again. It finally clicked: doors. The ceiling above confirmed her fears. Yuki was inside something. She lowered her gaze to take in her surroundings, and her cheeks flushed further. Yuki had entered...