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Nest, Part 2
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Summary: Becky is pregnant with large alien beetles which crawl in an out of her at their whim and are forming a nest inside her abdomen. Contains: Female: belly expansion, breast expansion, unbirthing, and more...
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It was a living nightmare.
Becky continued to find the bugs, not just on her body, but in her panties. And frequently. She found herself scrambling out of her panties at least twice a week. She didnt know what to say to her family, besides continuing to complain about the presence of the bugs. The house had already been fumigated twice, but it did nothing to mitigate the severity of Beckys problem.
Charlie and Mom seemed to be fine, though. They hardly ever saw the bugs at all, and werent bothered by them. This just frustrated Becky more. Why did the weird insects seem to be targeting her?
One night during dinner, she felt a familiar wriggling around her groin. But not her panties. The insect was deeper. She felt it against her labia. Noit was inside.
Releasing a horrified squeal, Becky leapt to her feet and ran off, her mother and brother staring in shock after her. She hurried into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her, before all but ripping off her clothes. She didnt see the insect when she jerked down her pants, and found herself desperately reaching into her vaginal lips to scoop the insect out. Once it smacked to the floor between her legs, she began to dry-sob.
What kind of a bug crawled into a persons vagina? This couldnt go on. It was just too disturbing.
Becky went to her room and pulled on two pairs of tight panties. She also put in a menstrual cup even though she wasnt on her period. She sealed it over her opening. She knew that it wouldnt stop the bugs from getting into her clothes, but would at least prevent them from crawling inside of her again.
Her appetite gone, Becky collapsed to her bed and curled up on her side. She squeezed her eyes shut until she dozed off, with the lights on, and the thought that she couldnt wait to be out of her familys insect-infested house.
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When Becky awoke in the middle of the night, it was to the horrifying sensation of another bug just within her vaginal lips, only this one was more intense, more wide, as though it wasnt one bug, but several.
Somehow she withheld a scream as she scrambled up and pulled down her shorts and panties only to see that her menstrual cup was still in place. Baffled, she jerked the cup free, only to find it filled with a few of the fat purple insects. She dropped the cup in shock, several insects sprinkling around her feet. She stumbled back, and fell onto her bed again.
How the hell she trailed off. There was no way those fat bugs could have crawled past the menstrual cup. It was fitted too tight, too firmly, practically adhered to her flesh. It just wasnt possible.
The only other explanation was that the insects hadnt come from outside of her, but that well, it didnt make sense. It wasnt even possible.
Becky felt numb. She looked down at her floor, though by then, the insects had reliably scrambled off, with no trace. She recovered the menstrual cup and took it to the bathroom, where she washed it out. She pulled down her panties and replaced the plastic device between her vaginal lips, then climbed back into bed. But rather than going to sleep, she sat up with the lights on. She didnt even put on shorts or pajamas, she just sat there in her panties, with the sheets off. She focused her eyes on the mattress, and her bare thighs, waiting for a bug to crawl onto her. None did.
It was probably hours that she sat awake, but Becky was focused. She needed answers, and she needed them desperately. Just when the sky began to lighten from black to navy hue, Becky experienced a familiar wriggling shallow in her vagina, and felt something clattering around in the cup.
She pulled down her panties and quickly removed the cup. Another bug. Another bug had appeared, and not from outside of her body. Somehow, it had come from within.
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Becky was dazed.
She didnt know how to react besides the underlying disgust that had colored her everyday life. Only, it was a deeper, more depressing sensation that she was offered no release from at any point that day.
The insects had crawled out of her body. All this time, she had thought that her house was infested with bugs. But as it turned out, she was the one who was infested.
She didnt even know how it was possible. She went on the internet and did a search for terms like human parasites, and purple bugs, but she never came up with helpful results, and she could not identify the odd, fat insects that seemed to be crawling out of her body.
She found herself squirming and fidgeting throughout the day, even when she couldnt feel them on her. She thought about seeing a doctor, but it was humiliating. She searched her familys medicine cabinet, and found some old diuretics of her fathers. She took them for over a day and a half, but managed only to dehydrate herself rather than purge the foul bugs.
As far as she could tell from her online research, few parasites could do serious harm to her. She decided that rather than seeing the family doctor, and having her mortifying medical issue get back to her parents, she would wait for a chance to see a new physician, one that her parents werent familiar with.
It was still very odd. She knew on some level it was hardly normal, or even reallypossible, was it? Actual bugs, crawling out of someones body. They were insects. They crawled around, visible, and functional in air, scuttling about her bedroom. There was something very unnerving about that. She just hoped that no one realized what was going on before she got the issue under control.
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Her stomach was gassy.
It was constantly groaning or bubbling, and she would massage it at night as she belched and tried to kneed out the gas.
She was only getting fatter, and heavier, her body more awkward. She seemed to have been hit with a slew of medical issues at once, but did her best to distract herself.
It wasnt easy. She was now finding bugs nightly, usually in her panties, and not just one or two, but small clumps. It was disgusting. The ones that she could catch were flushed down the toilet. The others were content to scuttle around her room, popping up when she opened drawers or moved furniture. Her family members made no mention of a growing insect infestation, so it seemed to be isolated to her bedroom, at least for the time being.
Sometimes when she saw the insects, she wondered if they werent bigger than they had been originally. They looked fat and squishy, and as much as she thought about crushing them, she was just too disgusted. She continued to catch the ones she could and dispose of them in the toilet. She was becoming desensitized to the bugs. At times she would pick them up with her fingers, when in the past, she would have screamed and called her brother for help.
Well, they had been inside of her. It was hard to be squeamish when the bugs had actually come from her own body.
The sheer number of them was alarming. How could her body be producing so many? Unless they were reproducingwell, obviously they were. Wasnt that what parasites did? Digesting it all was rather dizzying.
Her stomach continued to swell.
Becky tried to alter her wardrobe, wearing loose dresses or baggy T-shirts with leggings in an attempt to disguise the way her stomach was growing. It was an odd accompaniment to her infestation, in a way that was almost not coincidental. Oftentimes her gut would lurch, or tickle, and tingle in a way that made her feel as though things were crawling around on her insides. But most of the time she tried her best not to think about it. Because when she did, it became exceedingly obvious what was going on.
Her appetite continued to surge, but in peculiar ways. She discovered a fondness of all foods, even those she had previously disliked. She gravitated towards anything sweet: chocolates, pastries, honeys, syrups. One night she found herself scooping spoonfuls of sugar out of the sack, and allowing each to melt in her mouth. She took the whole thing back to her room, and feigned obliviousness when her mother asked if she had seen it.
Her belly was getting firmer. It was almost oddly round, and made her look as though she was six months pregnant, despite her being a virgin. Charlie sometimes looked at her with a frown on his face, and Mom just seemed concerned. Becky knew that she should expect a confrontation any day now.
Testing was stressful. After all, these grades might determine the trajectory of her life. Becky found herself with a full bottle of syrup stuffed in her backpack, and whenever she got the chance, she snuck off to the bathroom and found herself sucking down large gulps of it. Her thighs quivered and her loins had the perpetual sense of being occupied. It was unnerving, the sensitivity of it all. She felt jittery from the sensation and it didnt help with her anxiety.
Midway through an exam, her loins tingled, and she could feel something wriggling, pushing into her panties. But it didnt stop. More and more insects pushed out of her opening, forming a lump in the groin of her leggings as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling the insects squirm against her.
It was such an unpleasant sensation. She felt as though her skin was crawling. She felt her labia pushed farther open as more insects happily exited, as though to sabotage her efforts to get into a good college.
Her belly felt as though it was throbbing. Her skin was sweaty and flushed, and sort of itching. She tried in vain to focus on her exam, and was repetitively brought back to the growing discomfort and embarrassment between her thighs. What if someone had begun to notice? What if the bugs started spilling out of her pants, right there in the exam room?
She raced her way through the remainder of the questions, knowing that she wasnt doing nearly her best. Almost hysterical in her frustration, she heaved herself up and hurried off to the nearest bathroom, not daring to look back to see if anyone had noticed her dilemma or if she was spilling any bugs in her wake.
Once she had locked herself in a stall, Becky pulled down her pants, only for a fat blob of the bugs the spill onto the floor. She moaned in disgust, stumbling slightly as some began to crawl right back up her legs. Others scrambled off, seeking to get out of the light. Becky shuddered silently as she felt bugs squish back into her as yet others crawled out, and she was helpless to stop it.
She went home with the sensation of more insects pouring out of her opening. She went straight to her room and locked herself in, before stripping off her leggings and panties, and standing in front of the mirror.
Every few seconds, a fat purple insect dropped freely out of her vagina and onto the floor. She could see and feel it. There was no question of whether she was producing them. They were coming from inside of her, from in her stomach. She cupped her bloated mound in unease. She couldnt imagine how much there were, but there had to be a lot, for them to be stretching her stomach, pushing it outwards. It was unnervingly extreme.
Over dinner that night, Mom finally decided to ask whether Becky had gotten herself pregnant.
Of course not, said Becky, hoping she looked as appalled as was warranted. I just gained a little weight. Its just stress. Her insides churned and her loins tingled, and she squeezed her thighs shut as tightly as she could. God, I didnt think I looked that bad.
Of course not, Becks! Mom quickly cut in. Ive just been worried about you. All your bathroom breaks, and wellyou could understand how I might come to that assumption. Are you sure everything is okay?
Becky felt her cheeks redden. Charlie was looking at her dubiously.
Everythings fine, she mumbled into her iced tea.
