Birth

When Anya awoke from her long slumber, it seemed as if weeks had passed. She rubbed at her eyes and looked down. Her abdomen, which initially was not too big, had ballooned out filling the entire back room of her bed chamber. There was no possibility of movement, even if she wanted to.

She could feel the movements inside her body, little children of Locusts growing and living inside her massive abdomen. As she looked behind her, she could see through the translucent abdomen sack and see the curled up beings inside of her, Locust Horde growing larger and larger within her. She panicked and her mental thoughts reached out to the attendant Monks who rushed to her side, their thoughts invading her mind, “Your Highness…relax …..this is normal ….the new ones will come ….soon ….very soon”

As they wiped the resulting sweat from her brow, and cleaned her off, she could only stifle a moan as the first shockwave hit her body, “...Mmmhh!” She could feel it pushing and pushing inside of her, the first of 50 children to break free from their mother’s embrace. “Ohhh God!” she cried out.

The Queen replied mentally as she walked into the room, “No… not god, but Gods. The Trinity of Worms answering our prayers and delivering onto us their blessings …the blessings of birth.” Myrrah leaned into Anya and kissed her, her lips pushing against Anya, her tongue driving between hers. As she pulled away, she smiled, “It will all be over shortly Princess Anya, mother of Elites.”

Right then the pain hit Anya hard, her head raising up high, eyes as wide as can be, “Ohhh Gods! Help me!” she yelled out, the first Elite emerging from her abdomen, tearing through the soft membrane. “Trinity of Worms bless me!” she shouted out hoping whatever deity the Locust pray to would assist. He fell to the floor, his mucus covered body showing the full size of his body as he slowly raised up from the floor. He wasn’t quite as tall as the full grown Monks or Theron Guards yet, and his carapace was soft and white in color, the true density and darkness yet to set in.

This continued long into the night, Anya’s body almost passing out form exhaustion and pain, but kept conscious by the attendants and Queen. After all the brood had emerged from Anya’s over-filled abdomen, she was allowed to rest, her body toppling down on her bed.