I wake up again, yet I don't find myself in the tub, but on Kyska's lap.
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I embrace this weird insect that is constantly taking care of .
And that grew to in this terrifying new world.
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And an overeager third party chis in on the hugging.
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After a while, we settle down and separate again.
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It feels a little weird and after so repetitions, I feel a strange kind of pressure.
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I do like she says and the pressure grows stronger. It gathers in my abdon and suddenly.
"Plop"
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"Plop"
There is so pain, but it more and more feels like nothing obstructs the release.
"Plop"
The nurses are already there and bring each egg away.
"Plop"
But it doesn't stop and more keep coming.
"Plop, plop"
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"plop"
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And here I go again, strengthening the insect army.
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What?
No!
No, no, no, no!
The only one who shouldn't have heard!
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What I rember from the last interval is that she sexually offended !
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She grabs from my bench and imdiately starts to drag out.
For , this is a worriso topic.
She really wants to fly with these things which feel just like a foreign attachnt to .
In my opinion, people are just not made to fly.
On the other hand, it is a little bit difficult to consider as such.
I an I did grow them.
So, am I made to fly?
She drags to the middle of the courtyard.
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Imdiately the workers are spreading over the whole area.
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I am anxious, yet I know how they are attached to .
I feel them and like this, can figure out the controlling muscle.
And so they spread.
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So she already made up her mind that I'm going down!?
(L)
This doesn't sound too hard and I try to move them.
As soon as the muscle tenses there is movent.
Yet, the air pressing against them feels strange.
(L)
She is coming back!
Help!
(L)
And it seems I will get abducted.
With prior notification.
This was heavily straining.
I drag myself back into my room and fall on the bench.
Before long I note a vessel with food in front of .
And again it's mushrooms and nectar.
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I haven't really thought about this, but now I realize that maybe my stomach changed as well.
Who knows, those mushrooms might be poisonous for humans and bread deadly for .
The sa reason why monsters don't eat bread or insects simply develop preferences.
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This sounds too good to be true, ignoring the last part. A real feast of...
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I understand that the prescription "system" for their realm has a aning.
It might be close to impossible to exist completely without partaking and like this, I am forced to give sothing in return.
After a while, Kyska cos back with a plate full of flesh.
At this mont, I realize the fatal error I made.
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She is jealous.
Sohow both of them grew to .
As I've now eaten and this was a terrible exhausting day I go to sleep.
This tub or alcove, how Kyska refers to it, is really distressingly comfortable.
It might be the reason why I sleep now more than usual.
Or it could have sothing to do with severe body modifications, in the direction of insectification, linked with being forced to the extrely taxing production and laying of eggs, at the cost of my own energy.
Whatever it is, ultimately it leads to sleeping in, awaiting another very stressful day.
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