Arc 7 Healthy Green Glow, Chapter 9
‘Sub it hurts. I need help!’
I squirmed in the crushing darkness. My insides felt like molten lava. I had been bitten by a spider, not just any either a giant mutant one. I don’t wanna die in a place like this, I haven't even gotten any dick yet!
Stop your whining. You are being a big baby, you know that? We are not going to die. It is just a venom, we are going to be just fine. That pain is us regenerating the necrotic tissue. Said Sub, sounding rather annoyed.
‘Well, excuse me. I don’t have an inside look at the inner workings of my body like you do and where the hell have you been anyway?’
Busy, now shut your whore mouth. Seriously, I have been gone for three fucking hours and you get into this sticky situation. Makes me wonder how the fuck you survived before I was created.
‘Well, for one I didn’t have to do deal with giant fucking spiders or Super Hero shit in general!’
True, alright well, see you around.
‘Wait, what? Where are you going?! I am going to die!’
No, you are not.
‘I am too.’
Stop being so dramatic.
‘It is going to fucking eat me! I don’t think I am being dramatic.’
I don’t care, not my problem. You got us into this, you get us out.
‘But Sub, if I die, you die.’
Yeah well, maybe I don’t care anymore. Maybe, I want to die.
‘Wait Sub, why would you want us to die.’
You hardly ever listen to me. In fact, the only time you ever come running to me is when you do something stupid and need help getting out of it. Now look, I love you, but that doesn’t mean I am going to just soak up all your crap. We need to start doing shit that I want to do. You know, give and take. Since my inception, you have been nothing but take, take, take. Well bitch, it is about time you started giving.
‘Sub, if you wanted to do normal stuff, then we would, but you don’t. You want to do sick and twisted things that just aren’t human. I mean fuck, you want me to eat people.’
What is wrong with that? We are not fucking human you twat. Besides, you act like eating people is all I want to do.
‘See! That is exactly our problem. There is a gaping chasm of disconnect between what we think is appropriate. I am scared, really, really scared of what would happen. So, let’s say we did eat somebody, set aside the fact that it is disgusting, what then? You would make us a monster just to get a little satisfaction?’
How naive. Tell me, why do we wear a suit?
‘Cause it makes us stronger.’
True, but that is not the real reason. Have you forgotten so quickly the hatred and judgment that we receive? It doesn’t matter how we act, the moment they see us in our true form do you really think they won’t ostracize us? Treat us like a monster?
‘Maybe at first, but once they get to know us-’
Don’t lie to me and certainly don’t lie yourself. If the public ever learns our true identity, we are fucked. We will be lucky if they just shun us. They will hunt us. It doesn’t matter if we did anything wrong, to them we are just a freak, a monster! Look at what they do to the Subhumans! Do you really think they will treat us differently?
‘Glitter Kitten is a fucking dope dealing murderer! So long as we don’t do bad things, then they have no reason to shun us. The Hero League will keep us safe. Remember the bridge? They saved our ass there. So long as we play by the rules, we will be fine. People are not so petty as to forget who saved them, after all. If we keep doing hero stuff, then people will like us and we won’t be judged.’
Fine, don’t listen to me. You never do anyway. Sounds like you got this all under control, you don’t need me at all, do you? Scream and yell as much has you like, I don’t care anymore. You got this, big girl Vesper doesn’t need any help. You are a strong, independent bug woman, who don’t need no man. Have fun with that spider.
‘Wait, wait what? When did you become a man? Look, I need help with the spider.’
Did you just assume my gender? You trying to trigger me or something?
‘No, I-’
Sub chuckled, Don’t worry about it, I was just fucking with you.
‘Really? This is not the time to be joking around! You going to help or not?’
Oh, what is the matter? So you do need help?
‘Yes, I need help. Spiders and society are two very different things.’
I think spiders and society are the least of our concerns at the moment.
‘Huh? What are you-’
Open your god damned eyes you idiot! What the fuck is that thing!?
My eyes shot open and I found myself staring into the very depths of the abyss. No, those were eyes. Something loomed over me with a face etched in white bone. ME?! No, I am me and I am here, then who the fuck is that?! There is not like a mirror or anything is there? I know that I am in reality land and not some fantasy. Wait, the face is a little weird like it was melted. I don’t have a ring of eyes on my forehead and I don’t have head tentacles. I mean, I got tendrils, but not full blown limbs like that. Her mouth opened and just like mine, the face lifted up revealing a deadly pair of mandibles. She clicked them together, making a strange sound. I am sorry, I don’t speak bug.
I tried to crawl away, but her arms slammed down around me. I froze up. She certainly is bigger than me and from the looks of those arms, stronger. My antennae squirmed on top of my head out of fear and then something slapped me across the face. I blinked from the sudden attack and I realized what it was, her feelers. Holy shit, those things are like twice the size of mine. They roved and caressed my face, one twirled around my shivering antennae, while the other slid down my front. Umm, where you going with that thing? Whoa, whoa, hey, I don’t know you like that. You are invading my personal space here!
“Get off of me!” I screeched, kicking at her.
She was taken aback by the sudden outburst and I got on all sixes, scurrying away like a roach. Just as I had started to gain momentum something grappled onto my leg. I glanced over my shoulder in horror, she had snagged my foot and that powerful arm was dragging me back in.
“No!” I screamed and dug my claws into the cement for traction.
It didn’t really do much as the claws gouged grooves in the ground and I steadily was reeled in. I squirmed as she grabbed my hips for a better grip. She held me down so that I could not get away. She loomed over me and I shivered in terror. Her hands touched me all over, my eyes swam and I covered my face, crying. It was odd though, she wasn’t really doing anything. I was expecting to be ripped apart and eaten, but it never happened. She flopped me over so that I faced her. I kept covering my eyes and she would pull them back. It was almost like a game of peek a boo. The head tentacles touched me and I reeled away.
“Scared?” said a deep voice from over me.
I froze, staring up at her, that was definitely her, “You, you talk?”
She didn’t reply, nuzzling against me. The mandibles gently nipped at my carapace, making a scratching sound. If I didn’t know any better she was snuggling me, but that don’t make any sense. What the hell even is this thing? It kinda looks like me, it smells like me… actually, now that I am paying attention, what is this alluring stench? The raw sewage and spoiled meat is kinda ruining it, but something is definitely familiar. Wait, I have smelled this before. This is that stink that was getting Sub riled up a while ago.
Wait, but if she is a Vespidian then that means I am not the only one. By Helix’s suckers. I am not alone. For shame, judging her before she even did anything to warrant it. I mean she hasn’t hurt me and as far as I can tell she saved me from the spider. I should really give the benefit of the doubt. Didn’t Neon Nurse say that I should be able to communicate through smell? Although that was conjecture, so it is a gamble. What do I want to get across to her? This is a hard choice, well, for now, I need to stop the scent of fear. No telling what she might do if she is exposed to it for too long. She might see me as prey or something. Hmm, I guess happy scent would be the way to go? I don’t want to set her off or anything. Worth a shot.
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I concentrated, suppressing my emotions until the scent of fear vanished. There we go, now then happy thoughts. I pondered over the varied games, stories, and shows that I partake in. Even delving a little into the naughtier side of things like my fervent exercises with Black Thunder. At any rate, it did the trick and I smelled of some sort of citrus fruit. To get my point across, I vented, allowing the musky aroma to plume up in the heated mist. Whelp, I guess the ball is out of my court now. I wonder how first contact is going to go?
She sat there, eying me while her antennae drank in my smells. The face seemed to smile, though I am probably just imagining that. Well, at the least she seems somewhat intelligent. She was thinking, processing I suppose. That is good, it means she isn’t just some instinct driven- Her tongue slapped against my face. Come on, stop that, it tickles. Ugh, her breath is awful, like rotting flesh. What have you been devouring down here? She is tasting me… uh oh. She isn’t going to like eat me, is she? Don’t tell me she is a cannibal or something.
“Don’t eat me! I need an adult!” I wailed, clawing at her hardened exoskeleton.
She gave me a strange look, the eyes squinting. Eh, did I just dig my own grave? Contrary to my fears she didn’t appear to be hungry for me, well at the least in that way. After a few minutes of her silent licking and incessant kissing or rather sucking at my face, she vented. Oh dear Helix! By all that is holy and pure, she… she wants to do me. The pheromones gave it away in spades. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad? What am I thinking, there is no way I am going to have sex in this hell hole. Set the mood for fuck sakes! I am not some cheap whore you can clobber over the head and drag back to your lair like some caveman.
She hovered over me, fanning the musky scent from her exposed abdomen all over me. Stop that! You are cheating. Noooo! I don’t wanna ride the pony! My body was betraying me though, steadily heating up and getting moist in various places. Damn you! I mean I think we are the same species. I could be wrong about that though… wait. I peered at her underside, sure enough, she did have hardened boobies. Draping the ground behind her bulging abdomen were a pair of orange tattered wings. If that wasn’t proof, I don’t know what is.
She rolled me again so that I was ass in the air. My abdomen curled like a whipped dog’s tail reactively. Her lower hands gripped the back of my head, holding on like handle bars. Oh, so that is what those are for. It was for sex all along, I should have known. My tendrils coiled around her fingers, caressing and touching. So smooth and hard, I shivered in anticipation. Just smelling her was making me lose my mind and the apprehensions I had were quickly fading away. My resistance crumbled below her dominant aroma. Which led to my eager abdomen bobbing back up and even opening the protective plate. Exposing my most sensitive of places.
Shields are down captain, prepare for boarding party!
‘Sub! I knew this was your doing!’
It is about half and half, actually. So, just have fun for once, will you? It would probably be best if you don’t resist, she might hurt us, you know? I mean, I know you are into that, but we don’t know how far our new friend will take things.
‘Sub! I will get you for this!’
For what? You want it just as much as I do. Just let it happen. Indulge your primal side, no one is watching, no one is judging. No one will ever know. Give me this and I will stop nagging you for a while, deal?
As much as I hated to admit it, Sub was right here. All the cumulated stress and holding back has been really getting to me. ‘Fine, but we are even after this.’
“Be gentle!” I cried, covering my face.
My mind raced with depravities and addled fantasies of our coupling. Doubts started to gnaw through my pheromone-fueled mind. I mean it is my first time, with a real life person since I got this body. Well besides Glitter Kitten and them, but I don’t remember that so as far as I was concerned that was all Sub. I wonder how big her schwanzstucker is, it must be huge? For that matter, will I be putting it in her or will she be putting it in me?
I really have been holding back, there is only so much I can take. My dribbling abdomen was rather willing and I didn’t particularly want to deny it any longer. I hope she is rough and dominant and thoroughly breeds me! It would be lovely if- I heard the telltale sound that I knew was the protective plate opening. Just hearing that, drinking in the heated scent of arousal that came flooding out was enough to make my mind go blank. I gulped, salivating uncontrollably. My brain feels like it is melting and it is so warm and gooey. So this is what a mating rut feels like. I hardly even registered the thud on the ground… thud?
It was kinda like when a guy is so hung he unzips his pants and you hear it hit the floor in the movies, except there was nothing funny about this. I peered between my legs to see the pulsating member flopped on the floor. My eyes nearly ripped open. The last vestiges of my sanity slapped my depraved self in the face, jarring me into a clearer state of mind. It pressed against my belly, dry humping me. This gave me a very personal and up-close look at what exactly was about to be taking up residence inside of me. I honestly never thought that I would say this in all my life, but it was too big.
This wasn’t even an exaggeration. The more that I looked at it, the more I thought that it would split me in half. Big, huge, enormous, gargantuan, titanic! It is going to sink my iceberg! That thing is going to kill me. I mean, I like em big, but not that big! It appears that I have bitten off more than I can chew. Even Sub seems to have realized the mistake. Good to know she isn’t crazy enough to go for it.
Abort, pull out, evasive action, man the lifeboats. All hands on deck, code red, code red! Shields up, retreat! Warp 9! Warp 9! Screamed Sub in my head, shaking me out of the lusty haze.
My bulkhead closed, sealing off my honey hole and I bucked like my life depended on it. She had not been expecting me to resist, let alone kick her right in the ovipositor. Such an insidious weapon those pheromones. I was losing my mind. Thankfully, we had managed to shake them off to some degree. Her face twisted in shock and pain. It had been such a successful surprise attack, she fell back languishing.
My face scrunched up oooh, that looked like it hurt. “I am sorry. I am just a nubile child, let me grow up first, maybe we can-”
She screeched at me, cutting me off. I didn’t wait for her to regain her balance as I hightailed it. Running on all sixes. It was only now that I could actually look at my surroundings or rather that I noticed them. Where the hell am I? Nothing looked clean here. Chewed bones and ripped apart skeletons littered the floor. I could smell rotting flesh from somewhere. Over to my side were several dismembered spiders. I get the feeling she had been eating them. There was even a torn open cocoon… oh, there was a dead Cyber Swat member over there. Only the cyborg parts were left, chewed up and strewn about like the many bones in this place. That is not good, not good at all. Is Sunshine ok? I could only assume that this was her lair. Her heavy footfalls rose and I dared a glance, oh boy. She is pissed!
“We can be friends!” I screamed, flailing my arms as I ran headlong through the twisting tunnel.
Not good, she is gaining on me. Embrace the bug, become the bug! I need to find somewhere that she can’t get me. It shouldn’t be hard, she is bigger than Den Mother. I bolted on through, ignoring any side tunnels that were rather large. She must have cleaned this place out, I don’t see a single living thing anywhere. Well, besides the cancerous growths on the walls. They were larger than where we had been before so that must mean this is pretty deep. One of the side tunnels was completely overgrown, looking like some kinda maw or the intestines of some gigantic beast.
I turned a corner to an intersection. There were three paths to take. Straight in front of me, tubifex worms had overtaken the whole tunnel. To my right didn’t look so bad, just glowing sewage in the middle of a culvert like dip in the middle. To the left appeared to be clear, but the lack of any light made me a little apprehensive. I looked back and tried to assess my situation, that was when I saw the plump rat just sitting there, scratching its ear. It took one look at me and it ran down the dark tunnel, squealing.
Hmm, judging by the fact that it was still alive meant that it knew where to hide from this thing. When in Rome, as they say. I barreled down the tunnel, hot on the rat’s heels. It clearly knew I was chasing and from how quick the little bastard was I could only assume it knew what was chasing me. If my eyes weren’t so good this place would be pitch black. It smelled bad down here, like rat shit and piss and just decay in general. Something moved on the wall to my side and I reflexively lashed out, smooshing a giant roach. Even without a head the damned thing scurried alongside me. Well, I guess it is hard to kill a roach.
The rat swooped to the side, skidding a little on the wet floor before ducking into a side pipe. I tripped over myself and rolled in front of it. I gave a final glance to the oncoming train of angry carapace and I scuttled into the small passage. I wiggled and wormed, shaking my booty and just getting all up in there. I made my way after that rat. I couldn’t turn my head to look, but I could hear her howling out there and ripping at the pipe, trying to get to me. She started punching it and the vibrations shook the concrete around me. Her arm reached in scrabbling for purchase. It nicked my claw and I curled away, out of reach.
I tried to tune out her agonized screams. If I didn’t know any better, she sounded lonely. Well, if she didn’t want to break my butt I would be inclined to drag myself out there. However, reality was a sad thing, I was too small for her and she was too big for me. It was that simple. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind getting my donut filled with jelly. Maybe one day, I shall return to this dank hell hole and partake in animalistic, wanton breeding with the only other of my species, but not this day. At any rate, I was safe from her for now.
I could see the rat’s tail wiggling and waggling up ahead as it skillfully made its way along. The little bastard was peeing the whole way, I could smell it. They do it unconsciously, or so I heard. Like just a little trail to mark where they had been. I kept dragging myself along until finally, the end of the tunnel appeared. The rat scurried out and I quickly followed suit, so that I did not lose him.
It opened up into a very large, cavernous room. It didn’t look man-made. Glowing water flowed from a ruptured pipe in the ceiling, pooling in a deep depression in the middle. I looked around, feeling eyes on me. The walls bristled and I realized that there were cockroaches all over. There must be hundreds of them. Their statures varied from about a foot to Doberman sized. Their antennae waved through the still air and they retreated away from me. It seems that they didn’t like how I smelled. Well, so long as they stay away from me then I don’t think it is a problem.
Now then, where did Mr. Whiskers get off to? I put my hand over my eyes and squinted, looking around. He has got to be here somewhere… ah ha! I saw the ratty face peering out from behind a rock. I didn’t want to spook the critter so I would have to gain his trust, but how? Food. Of course. But where the hell am I going to get food here? My eyes survey the room, nothing, but cockroaches… I guess that could work. Speaking of food, my tummy was running on empty and growling something fierce.
I picked up a rock and hurled it, pegging one of the fatter bugs on the roof. It lost its footing and fell, flopping to the floor, still scuttling due to nerves. It was good and dead, but apparently, it didn’t know that. I plucked it up, since it was rather slow moving and snapped it in half. I had played some games where I had to eat roach meat, so it can’t be that bad, can it? There were a couple of problems though. I didn't want to eat it raw, but there wasn’t exactly anything to make a fire with. I stared at the pool of glowing goo, thinking and not really coming up with anything.
I sighed, staring at the juicy bug meat. I hope I don’t get any diseases from this. Reluctantly, I took a bite. There was a moment where I chewed and then I spit it out, scrubbing my tongue with my claws in a vain attempt to get the taste out. Igh. It only made it worse. Disgusted, I spit on the floor. This is not my day. I set it to my side and held my head. Something brushed against my side and low and behold the rat was there, sniffing at my food. Not like it was hard to get, so I handed it over.
The giant rodent sat down next to me started munching away. My hand plopped down on the head and it shivered, a little scared of what I might do. I just pet the scruffy, damp fur. There were a few bald spots from scars and right smack dab in the middle of the forehead of the little beasty was a spiraled horn.
I said lightly, “There, there Mr. Whiskers, I don’t wanna hurt you.”
He seemed to like that and happily chattered. Hmm, it seems I have a new friend, even if it is a filthy sewer rat.