Me

I needed them. GOD. I truly needed them inside of me. Ever since that day, ever since I imagined cute little worms getting inside the head of the girl in the erotica story that unlocked this desire, I had needed to fill that place.

When I saw them, when Tyler held one, I wanted to bring that precious baby close to my ear and let it slither inside to a new, warm womb.

Now, they were ready. And so was I.

But I wasn't dumb. I knew that if one got in, with how I had trained them, I would not be able to take it out. It would consume me, and my fantasy would turn into a quick **** for me. So, I had a plan. I activated a small stove on the lowest setting possible and placed a cow's brain on a pot over it. The parasites were enamoured with the smell of a cooked brain, and heat attracted them. I had already tested this with a lab rat: if brought close to the decoy, they would detatch quite soon and jump onto their safe dinner.

I would gain the orgasm of my life witout the risk of...losing my life.

I had a towel placed under me for any blood, fluids and cum that would come out of me. I was fully hydrated and had consumed some chocolate for sugars.

I took a deep breath, then another, as my heart wouldn't stop accelerating. My heart ached for it. My brain was begging for it. I cried. Soon, I would be able to give these amazing creatures what they had been craving all this time.

I opened the tank, and reched inside with my hand.

One wriggled around my index finger. It had a gorgeous neon green stripe followed by a dark green one.

"My baby...I will call you Neon."

It curled around my finger, as I let out a shivering sigh. Shivers traverse me up and down, as my legs grew restless.

"Are you cold, Neon?"

It perked up its head, almost to answer my question. I began to raise my hand out of the tank. The worm held itself on index, gently. I felt its little hooks caressing my skin. Had it recognized me? I closed the tank.

I laid my head on a purple pillow I had placed on the towel. The decoy was ready, I can smell the blood oozing from it, the worm could smell it too. But, for now, I had something much tastier for it to dig into. Neon was a small worm: 1.2 cm. It would only be able to reach my brain lighly. With that final reassurance, I took a few deep breaths, and lowered my hand onto my ear.

My fantasy was about to happen.