Arc 13 Battle of Bronson City
Chapter 2 Interlewd: Fly in the Web
Light Fly groggily awoke. Her head was so heavy and fuzzy; the sedative must still be in her system. She could barely feel her body, and her senses were muted. Her eyes glanced about her surroundings, a long corridor with blindingly clean lights evenly spaced every five feet.
She took a step and then another, walking between several of those crazy robot nurses. Odd. At first, she didn't notice that she was moving until a hard synthetic hand of its own accord touched her face.
Light Fly's mind cleared, and she realized she was not walking. Her body was moving on its own. She struggled desperately to control anything, a finger, a toe, anything. Yet nothing obeyed her. Her body continued, ignoring her protests and screams that never arrived at her lips.
She moved along, humming happily. The brisk walk ended rather quickly as she arrived before a door. The cold metal slid open fluidly, and a cavernous room expanded before her. Sitting in the sparsely occupied space was something reminiscent of a nest, piled mattresses congregated together. Upon this strange formation lay that wasp monster.
Bluish-black carapace covered the massive being as it lounged about. The thick orange noodle-like antenna darted in their direction as the eyes opened, not just the four on its face, dotting along the crowned ridge and flanking both sides of the bone-white face; many more eyes glinted, all focusing in on Light Fly.
She reeled back, terrorized by the wasp; however, her body did not. Her heart beat faster, not from fear but arousal, the chest heating up, nipples stiffening, and below was getting hot and wet. Only now did it register to Light Fly that her body was bare, completely nude, exposed, and vulnerable.
"My Queen," her lips spoke as she walked forward before the wasp and lowered herself subserviently beside the robotic nurses, bowing down to the floor before the wasp.
The cold, hard face looked down upon Light Fly, making her feel all the smaller, weak and defenseless before the giant wasp woman.
"Seeing her like this before me, I take it, it was a success, Xava?" said the vespid Queen.
Her lips spoke up even as she cursed and cried inside, none of her objections or questions managing to escape the confines of her mind, "Yes. Very successful. There are still problems and inconsistencies, but this is a good prototype. Vesper, allow me to feel you. Be gentle; this body is frail and will break if you do anything remotely as rough as our usual mating."
Vesper's tentacles gently coiled around Light Fly's face, "Of course, my love. You may serve. Though, I am curious, is Light Fly aware of all this?"
"Yes. Though she has no control over any of the body."
The wasp leaned in, looking her up and down, "Interesting, so she is a passenger in her own body? Is it possible to give her partial control back?"
Xava tilted her head, "One moment, analyzing, yes. With the NHJ I can regulate all neural transmissions within the body as such for instance, if you so desired, I could give her control over any part of the body. Or any degree of the body. I could give her control over her head and allow her to speak or any combination of the parts. I could give her full control back if it is desired."
"Interesting. I still find it baffling how you do most of the things you do, Xava, and it might as well be magic to me."
"I assure you there is nothing magical about it. I could explain it to you if you desired?"
Vesper shook her hands defensively, "No, no. I doubt I will understand. I assume it has to do with electrical signals and things, and I don't need to know the intricacies of it."
"Are you sure? I would love to teach you?"
The wasp dismissively waved, "Maybe later. That sounds like I will need to have some coffee and try to reign in my short attention span. Xava, let her speak."
"As you desire."
The tingling of her body became a little more focused. Light Fly could feel her lips properly; her head was less foggy. "What- I… I can talk. What the hell have you done to me?"
"Oh, it works. Well, essentially, your body is our plaything now." Said Vesper petting her on the head.
"What kind of sick and twisted people are you? Why would you do this?" Light Fly asked, shifting her head to look over the room. Even if she could control her body, there wasn't anything useful for escape in this room.
"Why? Hmm." Said Vesper, "Why not? Better use than just killing you. This way, you help with Xava's research, and you might learn to like it. If not well, you are in for a long ride. Ah, since you are being helpful, how about this if you are good, after all this hero and villain stuff are over, I will let you go. What do you think, Xava? Would that be ok?"
Xava hesitated, "What if I like her body?"
Vesper chuckled, "Well, of course, you can have it. Though by the point I am talking about, we could convince Dr. Arbor to make you a body to use. Could probably get her to make one of my kind for you to take over."
"That is true. I shouldn't get attached to this one; there are plenty more out there. There are plenty of other heroes to harvest."
"Then we agree. See, Light Fly, we are not unreasonable. You just happened to be our enemy, and we found a use for you. Not that you have any choice in this matter, but eventually, we will let you go."
"You still kidnapped me. Now you plan on torturing me?"
"Torture?" Vesper laughed, "Oh please, you will be drowning in pleasure. How is that torture? I will have you know that most who get a taste of me become addicted to it. Why you will be a lovely little Incubator by the time we are done with you. A dirty little egg slut begging to be bred over and over until your belly can't have anymore. Birthing my brood over and over."
"You monster."
Vesper laughed harder for a brief moment before she sighed, "Monster. You know, that word used to hurt me. Back when I was foolish and innocent, every time I heard that word, it stabbed at me. Back when I just wanted to be accepted and cared about what others thought about me. Now I don't give a damn about what you or anybody else besides Xava has to say. If I am a monster, then so be it. Better to be what I am than to act like something else, like a human. I tried that, lying to myself, trying to act normal. All that got me was pain, rejection, and suffering."
The robotic nurses pat Vesper as she seemed a little dejected. She nuzzled into their hands, purring. It was almost wholesome, almost. If circumstances were different, Light Fly might have felt some sympathy. Instead, she could only think about distracting them by talking for as long as possible so they did not violate her. That hope died rather quickly as the wasp recovered from her melancholy. There was a visible change in her demeanor, and all the eyes lost that light of humanity in them as they stared coldly down, piercing through Light Fly.
Vesper and the robotic nurses smiled chillingly at Light Fly, "We should stop delaying. Our guests should be arriving later."
Vesper sat on her massive abdomen, using it as a chair. She crossed her legs and put the right taloned foot before Light Fly. The brief semblance of control she had felt faded as her head moved on its own. She was pushed back into the unwilling spectator seat watching in dread at what they were doing to her body.
"My Queen," her lips seductively purred, "Allow me to serve."
Vesper was amused over this, "You may, slave. Start with my toes. Clean them up. Make sure you get in between the claws."
"Yes, my Queen," Xava pressed forward, leaning into the hard carapace, nuzzling it before kissing and licking between the crevasses of the segments of armored skin. The nurses mirror Light Fly's body worshiping Vesper.
Light Fly squirmed squeamishly over the revolting taste of grime and what she hoped was sweat. It was dirty, musky, hard and salty. It was caked in there, yet her tongue kept lapping and her lips slurping as though it were the most delicious thing in the world. She was obsessively working their way up along the joint until it had been cleaned.
With a slight plop and a final kiss, Xava pulled away, gazing up at her much larger counterpart, "My Queen, cock. Let me serve your cock. Let me taste your member, allow this lowly slave the pleasure, the privilege of feeling your flesh."
Vesper smirked as her abdomen cracked open. The tube expanded, pushing out bit by bit. Throbbing and pulsing as it engorged with blood. It inflated as it loomed over Light Fly. It was big, massive. Light Fly's mind went blank for a moment. How could something that big exist? However, the size was proportional to how big the wasp was. Certainly, something like that would never fit in a human body. Her thoughts shifted from amazement to pure unadulterated terror as she realized that thing was going to fuck her. That threat about being fucked to death was not empty words.
Xava, on the other hand, gazed up in reverence, smelling the pungent, musky feral stench of Vesper's pheromones for the first time. Her senses much less muted while connected to an organic body. Her body shook in elation, heating up, dripping wet. Xava hugged it. The wet, slippery membrane bulged around her grasp as she kissed it. She dragged her tongue along its surface, relishing every sensation, every tingle, and burst of stimuli.
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Xava moaned through Light Fly's body, "My Queen. My Queen. My Queen. My Queen. Oh- Ohhh, My Queen, I feel you. I feel you. I see now why the organics submitted so eagerly. It is so much stronger when I can feel it. I want it inside. I want to feel it spreading and breaking and ruining my body forever. Mate me, my Queen. Breed me like an animal, a filthy organic."
Vesper toyed with Xava slapping the throbbing light blue transluscent tube against her face, "You have to earn that, don't you slave?"
"Yes, my Queen," she shivered.
"Worship my cock. If you are good, I will breed you like the bitch you are."
"YES!" Xava exclaimed.
Light Fly's body jerked, moving to the end of the alien wasp cock. The thick throbbing head bristled with tendrils and feelers as it lowered closer to the floor to allow access better. From her lowly position, Xava kissed the tip and gulped as she stretched her jaw as best as it would fit the thick wasp meat. With a strained, gurgled slurp, she pushed down, taking several inches. Her body tensed as the tendrils explored the back of her throat.
Though Xava was more than willing, the body was not. She gagged, tearing up and choking as the wasp cock pressed hard against the back of her throat. Light Fly screamed inside as her body pressed harder and harder until her throat submitted, and the tendrils began digging in as they dragged the alien cock down, her neck bulging out as she went cross-eyed.
Vesper rested her hand on Light Fly's head and bobbed it, forcing her flexible and malleable shaft deep into Light Fly. Sputtering and mulling, the helpless hero couldn't breathe. Her whimpering moans and desperate noises fell on the deaf antenna as Vesper forced her deeper until she was hilted fully on the cock.
Her body began spasming as her eyes started to roll, shaking weakly. Her hands gripped the shaft, trying to push back, to get air. The hard carapaced hand held her still, not allowing her to bob back up. Too thick. Can't breathe, can't breathe. The only thoughts filling Light Fly were the fear of the encroaching suffocation. Her oxygen-starved mind squirming and writhing.
"Vesper, I require oxygen." Said one of the nurses, "Unless you want the host to fall unconscious."
With a satisfied sigh, the hand relented and pulled Light Fly back inch after inch, turned into foot after foot of thick hard wasp cock that unsheathed itself from her until even the tip plopped out. She gasped, heaving and panting, laying weakly on the floor. The darkness that had been creeping into her vision faded with spots and swirls, bouts of lightheaded dizziness keeping her flattened to the floor.
One of the nurses leaned against Vesper's leg, "That was wonderful. I almost passed out."
"You speak as though we are done. That is not nearly enough to satisfy me," smiled the wasp.
"I… of course, my Queen. Just let that body rest for a moment. It is fragile."
"No."
Vesper's tentacles coiled around Light Fly, lifting up the limp body, turning it so that her as was presented. The long slimy tongue extended, licking along the sides and pressed into the dripping pussy spreading it as it plunged deep inside without remorse or concern for the other's pleasure.
Xava moaned, "My Queen, Wait, it is too sensitive. Oh, I, I, oh, it feels good. I can't, I can't think."
The tongue began to undulate in a wave motion rolling into Light Fly, coiling inside of her deepest part and stretching her out. Vesper pulled her closer and plopped her whole ass into her mouth. They began to rampage inside, distending and bending violently, swirling inside of light Fly.
The sudden overload kicked Xava out, allowing Light Fly control over her body, yet she was powerless. Her moan gaped into a scream as she felt the invading stirring up her insides. Helpless to escape, she felt the shaft of hot flesh plunging in and out, stirring and mushing and melting her womb.
Her hands balled up as she tried desperately to use her powers. The light gathered for a moment before fizzling out. It was hard to concentrate. Without her own hands, with these metal replacements, it made everything different. Doubts started to creep into her mind that it might be impossible without her original hands.
Light Fly squealed as a substantial amount of the tongue surged inside of her, "Please, Please, Please, I will do anything. Just stop, stop, please let me go! It hurts fuck fuck, it hurts I am breaking!"
Vesper paused, pulling out. Giving Light Fly a brief moment of relief, it did not last long as the large hands shifted her above the hot throbbing wasp cock, steam rising off of it as it flexed, pulsing with lust.
"No, No! Please. Please. Let me go. I, I, will leave and never come back. I will hide under a rock somewhere. I, I, I will stop being a hero. I will give you anything!" Light Fly desperately begged as she slowly lowered towards the tip.
"Anything?" Vesper paused.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Anything. I will give you my life savings! Whatever you want!"
Vesper smiled, petting her head, "You think I want money? Foolish little gnat. I want only one thing from you."
"What? What do you want?"
"I have told you already. Have my children."
"Anything but that!"
"Don't worry; you will get used to it. If it is complicated for you, we can always alter your genetic structure to accommodate my biology better. Who knows, you might end up like Seedbed. Ah, it is a shame she isn't here, and I could show you a true breeding bitch if she were."
The tip pressed against her, the tendrils spreading her, invading as they wiggled inside. She felt her control fading as her body was high jacked, Xava reasserting herself.
She moaned, "My Queen, let me feel you. Fill me."
"As you wish, my love," Vesper leaned in and gave a deep wet kiss, her tongue pressing down the sore throat muffling any moans or protests.
The heavy, strong hands gripping her thighs lifted and then lowered, pressing the tip in—inch after inch pushing in, sliding down, and pushing up in. The hellishly hot member broiled her insides as it undulated. It expanded and contracted, almost vibrating with the pulsing of hot flesh.
Naturally, not all of it would fit; in fact, barely any of it would. Already the tendrilled head had bashed into the back of her womb, pressing it up as more kept stuffing itself into her, the abominable thing crawling inside of her alive and thrashing like some animal. Her body quaked, already reaching its limit. It wouldn't stretch anymore, and there was no more to give.
Vesper slowed to a stop. The throbbing of her member pulsing with the multiple heartbeats. Each beat sent hot surges of flesh roiling inside of Light Fly, burning, itching the tendrils scratching and kneading at her insides. Massaging places she never knew existed. Vesper teased and coaxed her along until her body tightened up, orgasming.
"My Queen," panted Xava, "It feels so good. Melting, my insides are melting."
"Melty whore. Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yes, yes, it feels so good."
Vesper leaned back, "Now then ride my cock."
"Yes, my Queen."
Light Fly shuddered as her commandeered body's hips rose up and then slapped back down wetly, gushing. Her knees felt so weak, but she kept moving, humping up and down. Faster and harder hand on her knees as the wasp cock retracted to allow her a better position to fuck herself silly. Up and down faster and harder.
The pleasure crept in, growing stronger and stronger until it was undeniable, inescapable. Light Fly had barely noticed when bit by bit her control was restored. Her head and neck, the whorish moans, and drooling mouth were her own. The heart hammering in her chest and the fast, shallow breaths were hers. The arms bracing onto the thighs as her ass slammed up and down, riding the cock were hers. The legs and hips that unrelentingly pounded and humped, grinding down desperately searching for pleasure, were not hers. The horny hole between her legs gave everything to the cock inside of it, that was hers. Squeezing and milking the cock as the hips kept humping.
Her mind was hazy, mushy, melting no escape from the pleasure. She didn't realize she had control; it didn't matter now. It didn't matter anymore. Her body had long since betrayed her. Submitting to its base instinct, surrendering to the wasp's cock. The faster and harder it abused itself to serve its better, the hotter it grew until her resolve had melted away into submission and enslavement. There was no escape. She didn't want to escape; there was only surrender, only obedience. Her emotions twisted and perverted by the alien hormones invading her body.
Xava had relinquished the reigns and let the whore ride the egglayer so she could focus wholly on the sensations. Basking in the impulses that flooded through the addled hero's body. Each time she thrust back down or pulled up, shivers and pleasure flowed into Xava. When Light Fly grew weak, Xava took control and humped faster and harder, breeding herself, giving all she could to Vesper. Offering up this lowly organic body for her Queen to use.
"Break yourself whore," Moaned Xava slamming her hips and rutting as she kept switching control on and off, "Ruin yourself for Queen Vesper."
Why had she fought? Why did she struggle? The wasp, and the robot nurse were right all along. It was so much better to simply obey, to mindlessly submit. Pleasure. It hurt, oh how it hurt. Her insides were burning, melting. Her womb was so hungry and hot and empty yet so full, stretching. Too much, far too strong. It didn't matter. Once her body had tasted that thing, Vesper's member, it was too late, she was ruined. Only now did her slurred mind realize she had control. It didn't matter now. Her pride evaporated. Why bother? It felt so much better to obey. The shame only made it feel better only made her wetter.
Light Fly moaned, "I, I, My Queen. Forgive me, I was wrong. I am yours!"
"Broken already?" asked Vesper amused as Light Fly bounced up and down panting obscenely.
"Broken broken broken," She muttered between the body jarring thrusts.
"What are you?" asked Vesper, her eyes gazing down.
Light Fly slowed her humping, blankly looking up, her face awash with pleasure. Her mind empty as she tried to think. Nothing was coming up. She didn't know what she was anymore. What was she. Her head hurt. Thoughts so hard, dragged down in the murk.
"What?" she sputtered, "what, what am I?"
The wasp leaned in, "You know what you are. Confess for me."
Her thoughts so muddled and heavy every pulse of the tube inside of her pushed her mind empty.
Her lips spoke even as her mind reeled and melted, "Your Incubator my Queen. Your slave."
Her head cleared for a brief moment, she was in control. She had said that. Light Fly held her head as all her worries, fears came bubbling up. She was a hero. The last vestiges of who she is, of her resistance, formed, pushing back as hard as she could. Her hips mounted the wasp cock and drilled it harder and faster, shaking obscenely. Every time she slid down, something felt like it was about to break.
She had to fight this; she had to escape and resist. The Hero League must know about this Monster. The eggs, the wasp mentioned Incubators, there must be eggs somewhere there will be more it must be stopped! They had to be warned about this thing. She held her head, the pounding cock spreading her more and more. Her thoughts drooled out as she cried in pleasure. It was maddening. How could it feel so good? She had to focus. Escape, escape, have to escape. Have to have to run, have to escape, have to warn them.
Have to resist and fight can't, can't give up resist and- her thoughts seized as Vesper pinned her down and slammed the cock as hard as she could down into Light Fly. Bottomed out, powerless and weak and vulnerable. The only thoughts remaining were to submit, obey, and surrender. Oh, fuck, it felt so good. Just give in and be a slave forever!
It melted away. Everything melted away except Vesper, her Queen. It was so hard to think. She didn't want to anymore. A whisper slithered into her mushy mind. She didn't have to think anymore. Why would she deny this bliss from others? Let the wasp take everything! That revelation sunk in, and everything changed. It clicked. She felt happy. Bliss. Her legs quaked, losing their strength, no reason to fight. Her mouth gaped into a mindless drooling, broken face of pleasure as her eyes rolled up. She bottomed out and came.
"My Queen," She drooled limply, "My Queen, this, this… Incubator nmm, I can't think."
"So weak you were. What happened to that pride of yours?"
"Weak. Weak. Weak. Incubator is weak."
"Good Incubator. Now, are you ready for your reward?"
"Yes, my Queen."
Vesper gripped Light Fly's ass, squeezing it as she slammed into her. The tip flared, and the tubed bulged, spreading Light Fly as the thick hot cum gushed up the tube pushing in egg after egg. Vesper watched in amusement as the belly grew gorged with brood. The broken breeding bitch gasped and shuddered as her body was taken, ruined. Even if she did manage to escape, she would never be satisfied unless she came crawling back.
Satisfied, the egglayer retracted, taking away the only thing keeping Light Fly up. She fell over and flopped to the floor where she lay used and cum spurting from her hole.
"My Queen… My Queen… My Queen." Light Fly mumbled brokenly.
"Vesper," smiled Xava from one of the Neon Nurses, "That was lovely."
"Xava," Vesper leaned in and kissed the robo nurse, "Was it what you hoped for?"
"Yes, mostly. I can still improve on it." She nuzzled against Vesper.
"Anything for you, my love."
"Anything for you, my love." She kissed back.