Continue..Part 1/2: Botfly

~ ~ Botfly ~ ~

The botfly lands on top of her and begins to speak for the first time:"I can almost hear you thinking.. how does this creature see me as a potential mate? Why did I smell so attractive to it.. I'm heavy with a clutch.. A litter by the looks of it.. Or are these no ordinary cubs?" the fly buzzes with an amused almost laugh-like chuckle as it 'kisses' the fox's overly stretched stomach. Since her clothes no longer close up properly he can kiss the exposed fur, 'he' appears amused by the big lumps and probably some of her sweat too.. she knows it's why most flys like to land on people to get some salt.

"Yh..you have no idea? And yet you want to mate me still. Tough luck bastard, my womb is ceiled!", Niery responds.

This news further intrigues the fly, fluttering his wings to reposition he goes to inspect her nethers. There is a small tear in the leather due to her encounter with the vines before.. It's just enough for the fly to inspect her nethers.

"Aaah.. A driders work, how lucky you must feel not to be eaten by them instead." The fly's wings flutter as if it shares her fortune, he continues to explain: "You see, it amuses me so as I have no purpose for your womb, my spawn can be laid in numerous ways considering your.. anatomy." 'he' pauses briefly before continuing:

"Oh yes.. you will experience the pleasure that Drider has before.. You'll get to turn that penis of yours into an ovipositor.."

Niery's face contorts in shock and.. confusion.. excitement.. a rollercoaster of emotions overwhelming her capacity to think it through, she can feel her cock growing hard inside the leather.

"You might enjoy it so much you'll call for me to do it all over again." The fly ads in amusement. It eyes her pants and then her face, he doesn't move his head but she knows it's watching everything at once in a near 360* view.

"So.. shall we begin? You can just lay still if you want, or get comfortable. If you try to flee or resist I'll have to use ****. I'll give you a moment to consider."

It didn't take long for Niery to make up her mind, she had played with certain rods before and those had made her knees weak, she wondered how a large sluglike thing would feel inside her urethra..

"I'll get myself comfortable, just give me a moment.."
Niery rolled to her side and pushed herself off the stone, the fly buzzed but when it saw her stripping down that sound became more comforting than aggressive.

She folded her clothes into some padding for her back and head before laying down. Now that she was completely naked she felt the air was slightly chilly, her niples stiffening as the wind brushed past.

"O-okay.. I..I think I'm ready f-for~"
The fly landed on top of her, its legs on either side, two on her arms. It didn't seem too strong or heavy but she knew after taking a beating before she wouldn't stand a chance to fight it again, besides.. she might enjoy what it had to offer.

The botfly's wings stopped fluttering, now that it was positioned above her its body shielded her from the cold draft of the air. The fly shuffled a little, its face just above her breast with the rest of its body covering up her torso and legs, she felt a pinch.. briefly.. somewhere between her abdomen and pelvis.. Then.. a numbness spread through her veins. She eyed the creature with concern but it answered her unspoken thoughts before she could panic.

"It's like a mosquito sting, without the itching.. and it's not for your blood but nerves. It would be painful without this precaution, I'm doing you a favour. By the time it wears off you'll have already rid yourself of my spawn." This news helps to soothe the fox until she feels a second jab without warning. It must have punctured her pelvis but it's hard to tell with the numbness and all. She could feel the rippling effect through her stomach and thighs as her skin and fur wobbled, then a sensation of a cold liquid seeping through her fur. It must be her blood, it seems like whatever muscle-numbing liquid the fly had pumped inside of her not only numbs her pain but her sensation of hot and cold too. It reminds her of the various strong alchemical concoctions used to treat severe ailments and injuries in the hospitals. But when she realizes this her eyes shoot back at the creature which once again answers her thoughts.

"I promised you wouldn't be hurt, and I can assure you it's safe. You see.. we botflies have evolved ever since we were infected by magic, the same nerve number makes your blood clot as it comes in contact with air, not only to avoid you bleeding out but to secure the larva inside."

Niery just stares at the creature, her jaw agape ever so slightly. "They won't eat you either, they will be disposed of via your.. let's say.. natural ways in which you relieve yourself so to speak, once they're ready that is. Usually, you can expect to be done well within the time the numbness goes away, within 12-24 hours however if they truly enjoy the comfort you have to offer they might stay there for weeks! But this typically only happens during the winters, or so I'm told.."

His explanation is interrupted as the first of his larvae descend down his organ, and the botfly grows silent. Niery can feel a weird sensation as the first worms its way into her pelvis, she doesn't know how or where but soon more start to wiggle and worm their way over and around one another, their thick ribbed bodies writhing beneath her skin. It is very vague.. but there. She knows it for sure. One by one they slip inside, somehow there is room enough for all of them, there is no telling how many nestle within her 'third incubator' but they are probably with way more than they should be.

The botfly's wings flutter before he hovers. Once more it answers before Niery can voice her concerns: "I am not sure if our paths will ever cross again but this is where we depart, my hope is you'll get to spread them someplace away from me and thus I'll depart. I did however.. twist the truth a little.. the larvae do eat their way towards your bladder in order to leave you once their growth is done, I did not lie about the lack of pain however or the harm.. You see our species live in a symbiotic relationship. Our kind does not survive without a host and thus we do our best to ensure their survival and wellbeing. The larva excrete a substance that will stimulate the growth of the tissue lost and fill the gaps in the time between, it will have enough proteins for your body to use. This also ensures your bladder function will resume to normal when they are expelled. Our kind only needs a host with a warm and consistent body temperature that we fly's cannot provide ourselves and with the method I described to you we can reproduce without the need of a womb. Anyway.. I should be going, I don't want to babysit those things when they get wings. Take care of them and who knows, maybe you'll seek me out once this thing is over." His eyes remain the same, but Niery swears the fly added a blink of sorts to that last statement before it left. _Suddenly her eyes grow heavy, her head tired and she drifts off.

Several hours pass while she tosses and turns in her sleep only to wake up in a cold sweat. Was it all just a dream? She scans her surroundings.. swamp, fog.. The very rock she'd laid upon as that..thing inserted..

There is a weird sensation in her pelvis, she can't see past the egged stomach but her fingers can definitely feel them, thick and ribbed things that move away beneath her skin when she touches them, palming her pelvis she can feel it swollen beyond normal proportions, the larvae squirming beneath. There is a heavy feeling in her bladder, not like she has to pee but simply the feeling of "Full" and that can only mean one thing. Some of the larvae have taken residency within the bladder biding their time. It wasn't a dream.

She gets back up to her feet.. slowly.. at least the ache from her encounter with the Drider is suppressed as well. She eyes her shorts.. There is no way she'll fit in these without these larvae besides, she doesn't want to agitate them and find out what happens then. She knows her vest won't fit completely either but it does provide some protection against the wind. Luckily it's wind still now, and the temperature is slightly more comfortable. The fog isn't as thick as it was before but there is still no end to this blasted swamp.

There is no parting gift this time, other than the spawn she now carries. Her stomach rumbles but it doesn't seem to be from hunger. It's hard to say which direction she came from initially after the whole ordeal and passing out but her guess is as good as any, at least there is a 3 in 4 chance she doesn't backtrack.

She takes a step, but then it happens.. The worms start to vibrate. The urge to relieve herself intensified 10 fold. Luckily she left her pants off for this.. she drops the clothes but without her relaxing the muscles that would normally prevent peing she feels it being pried open. An entirely new sensation comes over her while her dick hardens.. She wants to cum.. There is an itch inside her shaft she can't reach and the only logical thing is to rub one out. Her hands grip her rock-hard hybrid cock, both the flare and knot starting to show, she can feel a larva crawl through it in an agonizingly slow pace. It's almost as if its body claims 2 inches and loses 1. The movement is slow but not painful. As it reaches the halfway mark of her shaft, she can see a slight distortion as her cock is **** to accommodate an extra 'knot' of sorts. She places her hand behind it and starts to stroke, her grip tightens, and each time her hand goes up towards the medial ring she feels a building pressure and release, each stroke aiding to move the thing out of her. Behind her hand, a second larva starts to worm its way towards freedom and by the time her hand is on the medial ring the first flops out of the shaft onto the stone beneath her with a loud slurp and flop. The relief makes her legs tremble but the instant bumps against her hand make her realize she's far from done.. She releases her grip and grips the very bottom of her shaft with two fingers, stroking the passenger up and out of her.

Her legs tremble, and more than once she has to stop stroking not to trip over. She wished there was something to hold herself up against and notices a tree about 5 or 6 meters away..

Her pace matches that of the larva, her legs quiver and nearly collapse while her hands place themselves upon the treebark. Catching her breath she notices the larva has left her somewhere between the rock and tree but another is already at the halfway mark. Holding herself steady with one, the other hand resumes stroking. The sensation is so weird it feels like she's cumming huge globs of molasses-like cum. Each "spurt" stretched out in 20 seconds instead of 0,5..

The entire endeavour last a good 5 minutes.. she must have dumped somewhere between 10-15 of them.. She can see some of them crawl up the tree, but her need to climax isn't done.. as if possessed she jerks herself off till she paints the bark white, the worms immediately begin to swarm her ejaculation.

"Fh-uuck.. t..that was hard". She pants to herself. Little did she know that there were two more clutches ready to lay..

~ ~ End botfly ~ ~