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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "As John and Claire are making their way home they continue to look around town a bit. After all, they didn’t have anywhere to really be. So they figured why not they could take a few looks around town. For the most part everything seemed to be the same. Of course it was as normal as it could be when everyone has been turned into weird, massive half bug creatures, Like pretty much each and every other place they could see various others squatting down, in the middle of laying eggs or pushing out massive amounts of gas with moans of blissful pleasure. It appeared for the most part everyone was starting to settle a good bit more into their roles. Enjoying their new bodies and scents a lot more than they were before. Despite it John still felt weary about all of it. Like there was something unreal about everything. But something deep down still kept him from fully rejecting it. Like there was a new part of him that enjoyed it greatly. Looking over to Claire a bit he puts on a smile and grips her hand tightly. “So… What’s the plan? Just going to keep walking around?” He asks with a slight smile. Obviously trying to play off how nervous he felt about going home.\n\n\nClaire eventually sighs and shakes her head. “Nah, it’s best if we just head back and see what we can do about this.” The both of them knew they had a lot of work to do at home, rearranging furniture. Looking into getting custom made clothes, and chairs. It was a lot, and incredibly daunting. They weren’t sure how to go about it. So they just stalled as long as they could. Though as the two of them looped around the block for what had to be the seventh time, they knew it was about time to head back and actually deal with the issues. While they’re walking however the both of them can almost feel a strange… Shifting in their lower guts. Stomachs rumbling loudly as they pause, groaning as they hold their free hands to their stomach. Looking back over their abdomens. Feeling the tingling moving down towards their body. Once again they squat down, getting ready for what they assumed was another laying. However after a few more minutes pass they find themselves doing absolutely nothing. There’s a slight pause as they look towards one another, and then down towards their bodies once more. It was strange, the tingling usually meant something like that. But this time, there was nothing.\n\n\nFiguring it was just some weird cramp they eventually shrug it off. Picking their bodies up and stretching with a soft groan as they continue on forth. Making their way back down the street they slowly find their bodies growing just a bit more easy to move around in. It was becoming more natural as they made their way through the streets. While they couldn’t feel it, or while they weren’t aware their minds were starting to grow more used to their bodies. Rewriting small bites of pieces of their old selves. Knowledge of their new bodies rushing in to quickly replace old outdated knowledge of their former selves. They didn’t need to know that anymore, after all their new bodies were permanent. Eventually they find themselves standing outside of their house once more, hands still clasps as they stare up at the front door. Looking to one another before taking a long, deep breath. Nodding to one another they move forwards and go to make their way inside.\n\n\nThough, in their haste they fail to remember just how wide their bodies were, trying to squeeze through the front door together at the same time. They both yelp in surprise, looking back to see their bloated bodies squeezing between the doorway. Pressing firmly against them, biting their lips as they try to pull themselves out. “O-okay pull this way.. No no like-” They squabble for a good bit, trying to struggle around and get eachother out. Eventually however they manage to pop through, Claire pulling back a bit, allowing John to slip through with Claire following quickly behind. The two of them chuckle a bit, turning into a good bit of laughing as they look at one another. “W-well looks like we still have a bit to get used to yeah?” Claire comments, giving a slight nod to one another as they step into the living room.\n\n\nEverything was still just as messy as they had left it, the pile of eggs laying towards the center of the room. Their clothing tossed all around, and just looked as messy as possible. “Clean up.” A voice echoes in both of their heads, sending a short jolt through them as they quickly start to get to work. Eyes glazing over slightly as they start to clean the floor up. Picking up clothing, cleaning up the eggs and bringing them towards the corners of the house. Not moving with any purpose. Simply walking around, doing whatever they had to in order to get through the workload. Slowly though as the living room grows cleaner they can feel the haze over their minds starting to fade, coming to their senses once more. “W-what just happened?” John asks, rubbing his head to get the cobwebs out of it. Claire does the same as she groans.\n\n\n“F-fuck, no idea.. I feel like we kinda blacked out? I’m not quite sure what happened..” She replies, looking around the living room which, aside from a few specks, was completely clean. “I-I guess we got to work? It’s a nice start I suppose. Though did you… Hear a voice too before that happened?” She questions, John just nodding as he stares around. “I wonder what that was..” She adds, lost in thought as she stares at the clean ground. Whatever it was they decided to shelf it for the time being. They knew they had to still focus on getting the house in order.\n\n\nSlowly the two of them start to make their way around the house. Digging through everything they find various different objects buried in the corners of their rooms and in their closet. Something about them seemed familiar. Frowning they look through them. Tugging on the objects a bit. Looking into the three different holes. Oddly enough despite the fact that they had known what these objects were earlier that day, looking at their pants now they could no longer remember just what they were. So shrugging it off they toss them into their trash bags before continuing on with the work. As they continue to work on the house they once again feel those words worming their way into his mind. Holding a hand to his head John tries to clear his mind. But Claire didn’t seem to mind at all. Focusing solely on her work, humming softly as she kept cleaning out the house. She didn’t really seem aware of any of the changes to their minds and memories. John knew that there was something different. But he just couldn’t tell what. He knew they had to have these things for a reason. But no matter how hard he thought he just couldn’t place his finger on why.\n\n\nEventually as they move out of the bedroom and into the bathroom he gives up on those thoughts. Eventually deciding that if he couldn’t remember it likely didn’t matter all too much. While continuing to clean the voice in the back of their heads seems to grow stronger. “This housing seems unfit for creatures like us.” It explains, the voices sounding exactly like their own. Worming those instincts, those thoughts deeper into their minds. They didn’t really have to worry about anything else. These voices told them everything that they really needed. There was something about all of it that put them at ease. That washed away those worries. Especially for John who could feel his once rattled mind slowly being put at ease. Shaking his head he smiles a bit at Claire. “So just kinda curious.. Have you thought about.. I don’t know.” He blushes and rubs the back of his head. “We might need to remodel this place a bit? Just a thought that came to mind.” He replies with a very nervous laugh. Though as he’s debating on whether or not he should take it back he notices Claire looking around with a frown.\n\n\n“Hmm… No you’re right.. I kinda feel the same way, it doesn’t feel like it fits you know?” She replies, pressing her hand against her head, lightly rubbing at the side. It was obvious she was trying to figure out just what was missing. What they had to change out. Though as they thought about it they can feel a slight churning in their gut. Rumbling loudly before the both of them squat down once more. Letting rip a massive PPLLLLRRRRBBBBTTT From each of their holes. Looking down they can feel the tingling slowly moving up towards their gut. Settling right in the pit of their stomach. At first, nothing happens but soon they feel their stomachs starting to swell and grow. Pushing out as they feel something piling in their growing guts. “W-what?” Claire asks, blushing heavily, her hands shooting down to her stomach. Gripping it and wobbling it around. Looking up to John who was doing something similar.\n\n\n“H-holy shit.. I feel so full, W-what the hell?” He questions noticing how taunt his gut was. “Fuck it looks like Im pregnant or something..” He remarks reaching up with his other hand, lightly rubbing the back of his head with a small huff. He couldn’t help but wonder if maybe that was more than just a strange feeling. THough it wasn’t like their last sets of eggs were stored in this gut like this. But seeing it now, seeing the both of them. He couldn’t help but feel his mind drift towards that. While they couldn’t feel or see it, the inside of their bodies were slowly starting to shift around, changing around as their organs began to rearrange and shift around. With each passing moment their body would force another foul burst of gas from them, filling their house with an immense stink. One that was both foul and addicting at the same time. It made it smell more like home, something that was deeply nostalgic. As if they were marking their territory.\n\n\nThe stink begins to cloud their thoughts once more. Their eyes go glassy for just a split second. Further toying with their minds as they let out yet another. FFFRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTTT This time much larger, the air growing hot with their stink. The air is murky and mind numbing in a way. But they didn’t notice, or perhaps they didn’t care. As their worry about their swollen gut began to fade they began to get back to work. Cleaning up the rest of the room, throwing out whatever else they didn’t need. Eventually coming back to the living room, they had gone through every room, all of the areas of the house were practically spotless by now, and yet despite that. As they looked around they couldn’t help but feel strange. “There’s something still missing..” John muses aloud, crossing his arms as he gazes around the open area. By now any inhibitions about showing off their gassy bodies began to fade away. Now they were gladly and uncaringly letting out blast after blast of gas. Farting loudly as their stink fills each and every inch of the house.\n\n\n“Yeah there is, but what is it? Everything had been cleaned, and we threw out all of those weird things and just whatever we don’t need.. What else could there be?” Claire remarks, crossing her arms as they thought aloud. “There’s something that’s keeping this place from feeling like home.” It was starting to bug both of them. The couple falling deeper into thought. “Well we are both bugs aren’t we? There has to be something in our body we can use?” The voice speaks to them once more, sending a jolt through them, raising a hand and blushing heavily as that thought works into the depths of their mind. Something they could both use? What were they thinking about? As they sit there lost in thought. Attempting to understand what was happening their bodies begin to shift and change around. The tingling throughout their bodies slowly start to collect in their insectoid abdomens. The tingling starts to intensify, slowly swelling as they look back, over their lower bodies. Watching as their lower bodies start to bloat. Swelling even larger than before. At first they thought they were swelling with eggs. Growing ready for another clutch.\n\n\nThough as their abdomens grow warm they can certainly feel it was something else. That’s when something clicked in the back of their head. They knew exactly what they had to do now. After all they were part bugs, there was only one thing they could do. “M-mrrrf~ Well I think I have a good idea what to do Claire~” John replies with a grin, spreading his legs as he squats down, bending forwards and pointing his ass upwards. Licking his lips he wiggles his ass around a bit before grunting. At first nothing happens, though after a few moments of grunting he lets rip a loud PPLLLRRRBBBBTTT His hole puckering and twitching before spraying out a long, seemingly unending string of webbing dumps out of his abdomen, spraying upwards as it drenches the ceiling spinning and moving hi rear around, covering the entire ceiling watching it slowly drip down the walls. Stopping about half way as John pants and groans softly, resting his hands on his sides. Biting his lip before looking over his shoulder. “H-hrrff.. H-how about that? Looking good?” He questions with a small laugh, letting the rest of the webbing tapper out followed by a soft ffrrrppptt His tailhole twitching a few more times before standing up, stretching and twitching a few times as he murrs with pleasure. “H-holy shit that feels good, if it’s not draining~” He chuckles a bit looking over to see Claire examining the ceiling. A smile visible on her face. Looking over to John she gives a few soft nods\n\n\n“Oh yeah that looks perfect~ Just what we needed I’d say.” She says with a pleased laugh. Looking back over to John as she bends over herself. Groaning as she lets go as well, her hole twitches a few more times than John before blasting out a foul burst of BBBRRRRRRRRRRRMMMPPPPFFFFF. Followed by another massive blast of webbing covering the walls and ground. Absolutely coating the entire room in the thick, silky webbing. The smell wafting off the webbing however was just about as foul as their gas. The stink clouding their thoughts. As pleasure courses through their entire body. “Hff~ Oh yeah that felt great, I can see where you’re coming from John~” She says with a chuckle, using her insectoid legs to gather up the webbing, spreading it across the ground. Wrapping it up as she chuckles softly. Looking over to John with a short nod. “You're gonna help get this ready~ This is our nest after all.” She says with a short wink. John blushes heavily, rubbing the back of his head with a smile. \n\n\n“H-heh yeah of course~” He says with a nod, making his way over as he starts to spin that web as well. Wrapping it around his legs before spreading it outwards. Even using his abdomen to dump out a few more clumps of webbing. Groaning softly, tilting his head back. The pleasure from the feeling was blissful, the pride from crafting their nest swelled in their chest. Once they are done with the living room they do a quick once over. “Well, how does that look hmm?” John asks, looking over to Claire, walking over to her he bumps his abdomen against hers, forcing a nice long FRRRLLLPPPTTT from the both of them. Though they quickly noticed how dark it had gotten in the room. Webbing covering up the windows and lights they had in the house. Though the darker lighting almost seemed nice, and calming in a way. They much preferred it compared to having the sunlight pouring in through the windows. But they still had a lot of ground to cover. They spend the next few hours covering most of the house. Webbing it up and covering each and every inch of the house. Covering the walls, ground, and ceiling. Not leaving even a small bit of the house uncovered. \n\n\nBy the time the both of them were done they were left absolutely exhausted. Huffing softly before leaning up against one another. Looking back with a small grin and nod. “H-how was that?” Claire asks, looking to her mate who was slumped up against a wall, reaching his hands down to rub at his abdomen softly, pushing down on it as he murrs softly. “Eheh~ Feeling pretty tired huh? But you seem to be enjoying yourself now huh?” She asks leaning in closer, kissing him on the lips. “I know I am~ I’m sure I can get used to this kind of body~” John looks down, smiling a bit himself. He was quickly getting more used to his new body. The instincts that came with it, and all the feelings that came with it. He could barely remember the feelings he felt earlier, the worry, the fear and confusion were all quickly melting away. Leaving him with only a desire to help people understand, and to further the building of their nest. Their entire house by now had been completely twisted. No longer a normal house, any light that would pour in was dimmed, creating a dark, vast labyrinth of webs and smells. In the corners of each room lay the different clutches of eggs they had laid over the course of the day earlier. Though now with how full and taut their stomachs were. They could feel perhaps things weren’t quite over yet.\n\n\nLooking to one another Claire and John groan softly, reaching a hand up they lightly rub at their bellies. A bit of a smile spreading across their lips as they feel just how filled they were. By now there was no doubt that their minds were fully faded by now. Replaced with a mind more fit for an insect. Nothing of their old self was left in their heads of their old life. They still had their jobs, their life. Everything from before. But in their minds and memories they were always these half bugs. Their bodies moving with ease as they make their way around the house, tidying up the webs as their stomachs rumble and churn. They knew what was about to happen, they just had to be ready for it. They just had to find a nice good place to lay their clutch. The bedroom was filled with most of the eggs, they could use the living room. But after thinking on it for a few more moments they both soon think of the perfect place to lay. Getting up they head up towards the bathroom. Piling inside together, their tailhole twitching and pulsing as their stomach churn loudly. “O-oh fuck.. Don’t think I can hold it in too much longer~” She groans out as she makes her way towards one of the corners, backing her hind most legs up the wall, and pointing her abdomen down into the corner. John does the same, standing opposite of Claire as he huffs softly, wiggling his rump around as he gets comfortable. \n\n\nThe two of them don’t waste any time as they grunt and push hard. Feeling their stomach turn again as they can feel an immense pressure, moving down from their guts, lower and lower into their abdomens, and then finally pushing up against their holes. It doesn’t take too long for them to push out the first set of eggs. The massive, slimy orbs pushing out of their holes. A low groan of pleasure leaving their mouths in unison as they push harder and harder. Slowly more of those eggs pile out of their holes. Sticking to the webbing and dripping with slime. “H-haa.. Fuck, I feel like I haven’t laid a clutch this big in who knows how long~” He says unable to even remember a time before that day. He found that just a bit odd. Like there was a gap in his memories but he didn’t think too much about it, only feeling his hole twitch and throb with need. Huffing softly he continues to push feeling egg after egg pushing its way out of his hole. Gritting his teeth as waves of pleasure push through his body. He couldn’t deny just how amazing it felt. How much he needed this, to empty his clutch, a hand resting firmly on his belly. Rubbing at it softly with a dazed smile. He could feel it deflating under his palm. Emptying down into the ground below. Looking up to Claire he blushes softly and smiles, she nods and smiles back. \n\n\nThe both of them didn’t have to say anything simply enjoying the moment, the pride of their clutch, they could feel each and every egg pushing out. Stretching their holes, only connected by a thick layer of slime that dribbles down from their holes. After a few more pushes they eventually feel the egg flow starting to slow. Their stomachs nice and flat for the time being But they knew it wouldn’t last like that for too long. Already they could feel their bodies starting to get to work, producing more of that slime and in turn creating those eggs. Once they get the last of the eggs out they quickly start to spin a web around the clutch, wrapping them up, and ready for pick up. Once they were done the two of them got back up, stretching their legs before starting out of the bathroom. Feeling their holes twitch one last time they pause, letting rip another FRRRRLLPPTTTT A few globs of slime dribbling from their tail holes as they head back to the living room. Lounging in their webbings the two of them look at each other with a grin. “Soo, is there anything else you’d want to do today? We finished cleaning up the house pretty early~” She says with a wink, leaning over and onto John’s lap. Resting her head on his lower abdomen.\n\n\nJohn blushes softly, reaches a hand up rubbing the back of his head as he looks up. “Hmm, that’s a pretty good question.. I suppose we could go out tonight, we don’t have too much around here. Maybe have some dinner at a nice restaurant?” He offers, wrapping his legs around her body, slowly pulling her close to him before bowing his head to kiss her lovingly on the lips. Pulling back John smiles and leans his head back, nuzzling slightly into the slightly wet webbing behind him. Something about it, despite feeling his hair sticking to it, felt oddly pleasant. A sigh of content leaving his mouth, he could remember how he felt earlier that morning. Both of them could, the worry from waking up like this, and while they couldn’t remember too much about what they were like before that morning they didn’t really mind all too much anymore. They were happy like this, they felt amazing. After relaxing for a few more moments the two of them get up, changing out their clothes, which by then were pretty covered in bits of slime from their earlier laying. Once they were ready the two of them started towards the front door, pushing it open they were met with a surprising sight. Like their home, all of the other buildings lining the streets were covered in webbing, blocking out the windows and even covering the outsides. “Heh, looks like we still have a lot to explore still huh?”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "As John and Claire are making their way home they continue to look around town a bit. After all, they didn’t have anywhere to really be. So they figured why not they could take a few looks around town. For the most part everything seemed to be the same. Of course it was as normal as it could be when everyone has been turned into weird, massive half bug creatures, Like pretty much each and every other place they could see various others squatting down, in the middle of laying eggs or pushing out massive amounts of gas with moans of blissful pleasure. It appeared for the most part everyone was starting to settle a good bit more into their roles. Enjoying their new bodies and scents a lot more than they were before. Despite it John still felt weary about all of it. Like there was something unreal about everything. But something deep down still kept him from fully rejecting it. Like there was a new part of him that enjoyed it greatly. Looking over to Claire a bit he puts on a smile and grips her hand tightly. “So… What’s the plan? Just going to keep walking around?” He asks with a slight smile. Obviously trying to play off how nervous he felt about going home.


Claire eventually sighs and shakes her head. “Nah, it’s best if we just head back and see what we can do about this.” The both of them knew they had a lot of work to do at home, rearranging furniture. Looking into getting custom made clothes, and chairs. It was a lot, and incredibly daunting. They weren’t sure how to go about it. So they just stalled as long as they could. Though as the two of them looped around the block for what had to be the seventh time, they knew it was about time to head back and actually deal with the issues. While they’re walking however the both of them can almost feel a strange… Shifting in their lower guts. Stomachs rumbling loudly as they pause, groaning as they hold their free hands to their stomach. Looking back over their abdomens. Feeling the tingling moving down towards their body. Once again they squat down, getting ready for what they assumed was another laying. However after a few more minutes pass they find themselves doing absolutely nothing. There’s a slight pause as they look towards one another, and then down towards their bodies once more. It was strange, the tingling usually meant something like that. But this time, there was nothing.


Figuring it was just some weird cramp they eventually shrug it off. Picking their bodies up and stretching with a soft groan as they continue on forth. Making their way back down the street they slowly find their bodies growing just a bit more easy to move around in. It was becoming more natural as they made their way through the streets. While they couldn’t feel it, or while they weren’t aware their minds were starting to grow more used to their bodies. Rewriting small bites of pieces of their old selves. Knowledge of their new bodies rushing in to quickly replace old outdated knowledge of their former selves. They didn’t need to know that anymore, after all their new bodies were permanent. Eventually they find themselves standing outside of their house once more, hands still clasps as they stare up at the front door. Looking to one another before taking a long, deep breath. Nodding to one another they move forwards and go to make their way inside.


Though, in their haste they fail to remember just how wide their bodies were, trying to squeeze through the front door together at the same time. They both yelp in surprise, looking back to see their bloated bodies squeezing between the doorway. Pressing  firmly against them, biting their lips as they try to pull themselves out. “O-okay pull this way.. No no like-” They squabble for a good bit, trying to  struggle around and get eachother out. Eventually however they manage to pop through, Claire pulling back a bit, allowing John to slip through with Claire following quickly behind. The two of them chuckle a bit, turning into a good bit of laughing as they look at one another. “W-well looks like we still have a bit to get used to yeah?” Claire comments, giving a slight nod to one another as they step into the living room.


Everything was still just as messy as they had left it, the pile of eggs laying towards the center of the room. Their clothing tossed all around, and just looked as messy as possible. “Clean up.” A voice echoes in both of their heads, sending a short jolt through them as they quickly start to get to work. Eyes glazing over slightly as they start to clean the floor up. Picking up clothing, cleaning up the eggs and bringing them towards the corners of the house. Not moving with any purpose. Simply walking around, doing whatever they had to in order to get through the workload. Slowly though as the living room grows cleaner they can feel the haze over their minds starting to fade, coming to their senses once more. “W-what just happened?” John asks, rubbing his head to get the cobwebs out of it. Claire does the same as she groans.


“F-fuck, no idea.. I feel like we kinda blacked out? I’m not quite sure what happened..” She replies, looking around the living room which, aside from a few specks, was completely clean. “I-I guess we got to work? It’s a nice start I suppose. Though did you… Hear a voice too before that happened?” She questions, John just nodding as he stares around. “I wonder what that was..” She adds, lost in thought as she stares at the clean ground. Whatever it was they decided to shelf it for the time being. They knew they had to still focus on getting the house in order.


Slowly the two of them start to make their way around the house. Digging through everything they find various different objects buried in the corners of their rooms and in their closet. Something about them seemed familiar. Frowning they look through them. Tugging on the objects a bit. Looking into the three different holes. Oddly enough despite the fact that they had known what these objects were earlier that day, looking at their pants now they could no longer remember just what they were. So shrugging it off they toss them into their trash bags before continuing on with the work. As they continue to work on the house they once again feel those words worming their way into his mind. Holding a hand to his head John tries to clear his mind. But Claire didn’t seem to mind at all. Focusing solely on her work, humming softly as she kept cleaning out the house. She didn’t really seem aware of any of the changes to their minds and memories. John knew that there was something different. But he just couldn’t tell what. He knew they had to have these things for a reason. But no matter how hard he thought he just couldn’t place his finger on why.


Eventually as they move out of the bedroom and into the bathroom he gives up on those thoughts. Eventually deciding that if he couldn’t remember it likely didn’t matter all too much. While continuing to clean the voice in the back of their heads seems to grow stronger. “This housing seems unfit for creatures like us.” It explains, the voices sounding exactly like their own. Worming those instincts, those thoughts deeper into their minds. They didn’t really have to worry about anything else. These voices told them everything that they really needed. There was something about all of it that put them at ease. That washed away those worries. Especially for John who could feel his once rattled mind slowly being put at ease. Shaking his head he smiles a bit at Claire. “So just kinda curious.. Have you thought about.. I don’t know.” He blushes and rubs the back of his head. “We might need to remodel this place a bit? Just a thought that came to mind.” He replies with a very nervous laugh. Though as he’s debating on whether or not he should take it back he notices Claire looking around with a frown.


“Hmm… No you’re right.. I kinda feel the same way, it doesn’t feel like it fits you know?” She replies, pressing her  hand against her head, lightly rubbing at the side. It was obvious she was trying to figure out just what was missing. What they had to change out. Though as they thought about it they can feel a slight churning in their gut. Rumbling loudly before the both of them squat down once more. Letting rip a massive PPLLLLRRRRBBBBTTT From each of their holes. Looking down they can feel the tingling slowly moving up towards their gut. Settling right in the pit of their stomach. At first, nothing happens but soon they feel their stomachs starting to swell and grow. Pushing out as they feel something piling in their growing guts. “W-what?” Claire asks, blushing heavily, her hands shooting down to her stomach. Gripping it and wobbling it around. Looking up to John who was doing something similar.


“H-holy shit.. I feel so full, W-what the hell?” He questions noticing how taunt his gut was. “Fuck it looks like Im pregnant or something..” He remarks reaching up with his other hand, lightly rubbing the back of his head with a small huff. He couldn’t help but wonder if maybe that was more than just a strange feeling. THough it wasn’t like their last sets of eggs were stored in this gut like this. But seeing it now, seeing the both of them. He couldn’t help but feel his mind drift towards that. While they couldn’t feel or see it, the inside of their bodies were slowly starting to shift around, changing around as their organs began to rearrange and shift around. With each passing moment their body would force another foul burst of gas from them, filling their house with an immense stink. One that was both foul and addicting at the same time. It made it smell more like home, something that was deeply nostalgic. As if they were marking their territory.


The stink begins to cloud their thoughts once more. Their eyes go glassy for just a split second. Further toying with their minds as they let out yet another. FFFRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTTT This time much larger, the air growing hot with their stink. The air is murky and mind numbing in a way. But they didn’t notice, or perhaps they didn’t care. As their worry about their swollen gut began to fade they began to get back to work. Cleaning up the rest of the room, throwing out whatever else they didn’t need. Eventually coming back to the living room, they had gone through every room, all of the areas of the house were practically spotless by now, and yet despite that. As they looked around they couldn’t help but feel strange. “There’s something still missing..” John muses aloud, crossing his arms as he gazes around the open area. By now any inhibitions about showing off their gassy bodies began to fade away. Now they were gladly and uncaringly letting out blast after blast of gas. Farting loudly as their stink fills each and every inch of the house.


“Yeah there is, but what is it? Everything had been cleaned, and we threw out all of those weird things and just whatever we don’t need.. What else could there be?” Claire remarks, crossing her arms as they thought aloud. “There’s something that’s keeping this place from feeling like home.” It was starting to bug both of them. The couple falling deeper into thought. “Well we are both bugs aren’t we? There has to be something in our body we can use?” The voice speaks to them once more, sending a jolt through them, raising a hand and blushing heavily as that thought works into the depths of their mind. Something they could both use? What were they thinking about? As they sit there lost in thought. Attempting to understand what was happening their bodies begin to shift and change around. The tingling throughout their bodies slowly start to collect in their insectoid abdomens. The tingling starts to intensify, slowly swelling as they look back, over their lower bodies. Watching as their lower bodies start to bloat. Swelling even larger than before. At first they thought they were swelling with eggs. Growing ready for another clutch.


Though as their abdomens grow warm they can certainly feel it was something else. That’s when something clicked in the back of their head. They knew exactly what they had to do now. After all they were part bugs, there was only one thing they could do. “M-mrrrf~ Well I think I have a good idea what to do Claire~” John replies with a grin, spreading his legs as he squats down, bending forwards and pointing his ass upwards. Licking his lips he wiggles his ass around a bit before grunting. At first nothing happens, though after a few moments of grunting he lets rip a loud PPLLLRRRBBBBTTT His hole puckering and twitching before spraying out a long, seemingly unending string of webbing dumps out of his abdomen, spraying upwards as it drenches the ceiling spinning and moving hi rear around, covering the entire ceiling watching it slowly drip down the walls. Stopping about half way as John pants and groans softly, resting his hands on his sides. Biting his lip before looking over his shoulder. “H-hrrff.. H-how about that? Looking good?” He questions with a small laugh, letting the rest of the webbing tapper out followed by a soft ffrrrppptt His tailhole twitching a few more times before standing up, stretching and twitching a few times as he murrs with pleasure. “H-holy shit that feels good, if it’s not draining~” He chuckles a bit looking over to see Claire examining the ceiling. A smile visible on her face. Looking over to John she gives a few soft nods


“Oh yeah that looks perfect~ Just what we needed I’d say.” She says with a pleased laugh. Looking back over to John as she bends over herself. Groaning as she lets go as well, her hole twitches a few more times than John before blasting out a foul burst of BBBRRRRRRRRRRRMMMPPPPFFFFF. Followed by another massive blast of webbing covering the walls and ground. Absolutely coating the entire room in the thick, silky webbing. The smell wafting off the webbing however was just about as foul as their gas. The stink clouding their thoughts. As pleasure courses through their entire body. “Hff~ Oh yeah that felt great, I can see where you’re coming from John~” She says with a chuckle, using her insectoid legs to gather up the webbing, spreading it across the ground. Wrapping it up as she chuckles softly. Looking over to John with a short nod. “You're gonna help get this ready~ This is our nest after all.” She says with a short wink. John blushes heavily, rubbing the back of his head with a smile.


“H-heh yeah of course~” He says with a nod, making his way over as he starts to spin that web as well. Wrapping it around his legs before spreading it outwards. Even using his abdomen to dump out a few more clumps of webbing. Groaning softly, tilting his head back.  The pleasure from the feeling was blissful, the pride from crafting their nest swelled in their chest. Once they are done with the living room they do a quick once over. “Well, how does that look hmm?” John asks, looking over to Claire, walking over to her he bumps his abdomen against hers, forcing a nice long FRRRLLLPPPTTT from the both of them. Though they quickly noticed how dark it had gotten in the room. Webbing covering up the windows and lights they had in the house. Though the darker lighting almost seemed nice, and calming in a way. They much preferred it compared to having the sunlight pouring in through the windows. But they still had a lot of ground to cover. They spend the next few hours covering most of the house. Webbing it up and covering each and every inch of the house. Covering the walls, ground, and ceiling. Not leaving even a small bit of the house uncovered.


By the time the both of them were done they were left absolutely exhausted. Huffing softly before leaning up against one another. Looking back with a small grin and nod. “H-how was that?” Claire asks, looking to her mate who was slumped up against a wall, reaching his hands down to rub at his abdomen softly, pushing down on it as he murrs softly. “Eheh~ Feeling pretty tired huh? But you seem to be enjoying yourself now huh?” She asks leaning in closer, kissing him on the lips. “I know I am~ I’m sure I can get used to this kind of body~” John looks down, smiling a bit himself. He was quickly getting more used to his new body. The instincts that came with it, and all the feelings that came with it. He could barely remember the feelings he felt earlier, the worry, the fear and confusion were all quickly melting away. Leaving him with only a desire to help people understand, and to further the building of their nest. Their entire house by now had been completely twisted. No longer a normal house, any light that would pour in was dimmed, creating a dark, vast labyrinth of webs and smells. In the corners of each room lay the different clutches of eggs they had laid over the course of the day earlier. Though now with how full and taut their stomachs were. They could feel perhaps things weren’t quite over yet.


Looking to one another Claire and John groan softly, reaching a hand up they lightly rub at their bellies. A bit of a smile spreading across their lips as they feel just how filled they were. By now there was no doubt that their minds were fully faded by now. Replaced with a mind more fit for an insect. Nothing of their old self was left in their heads of their old life. They still had their jobs, their life. Everything from before. But in their minds and memories they were always these half bugs. Their bodies moving with ease as they make their way around the house, tidying up the webs as their stomachs rumble and churn. They knew what was about to happen, they just had to be ready for it. They just had to find a nice good place to lay their clutch. The bedroom was filled with most of the eggs, they could use the living room. But after thinking on it for a few more moments they both soon think of the perfect place to lay. Getting up they head up towards the bathroom. Piling inside together, their tailhole twitching and pulsing as their stomach churn loudly. “O-oh fuck.. Don’t think I can hold it in too much longer~” She groans out as she makes her way towards one of the corners, backing her hind most legs up the wall, and pointing her abdomen down into the corner. John does the same, standing opposite of Claire as he huffs softly, wiggling his rump around as he gets comfortable.


The two of them don’t waste any time as they grunt and push hard. Feeling their stomach turn again as they can feel an immense pressure, moving down from their guts, lower and lower into their abdomens, and then finally pushing up against their holes. It doesn’t take too long for them to push out the first set of eggs. The massive, slimy orbs pushing out of their holes. A low groan of pleasure leaving their mouths in unison as they push harder and harder. Slowly more of those eggs pile out of their holes. Sticking to the webbing and dripping with slime. “H-haa.. Fuck, I feel like I haven’t laid a clutch this big in who knows how long~” He says unable to even remember a time before that day. He found that just a bit odd. Like there was a gap in his memories but he didn’t think too much about it, only feeling his hole twitch and throb with need. Huffing softly he continues to push feeling egg after egg pushing its way out of his hole. Gritting his teeth as waves of pleasure push through his body. He couldn’t deny just how amazing it felt. How much he needed this, to empty his clutch, a hand resting firmly on his belly. Rubbing at it softly with a dazed smile. He could feel it deflating under his palm. Emptying down into the ground below. Looking up to Claire he blushes softly and smiles, she nods and smiles back.


The both of them didn’t have to say anything simply enjoying the moment, the pride of their clutch, they could feel each and every egg pushing out. Stretching their holes, only connected by a thick layer of slime that dribbles down from their holes. After a few more pushes they eventually feel the egg flow starting to slow. Their stomachs nice and flat for the time being But they knew it wouldn’t last like that for too long. Already they could feel their bodies starting to get to work, producing more of that slime and in turn creating those eggs. Once they get the last of the eggs out they quickly start to spin a web around the clutch, wrapping them up, and ready for pick up. Once they were done the two of them got back up, stretching their legs before starting out of the bathroom. Feeling their holes twitch one last time they pause, letting rip another FRRRRLLPPTTTT A few globs of slime dribbling from their tail holes as they head back to the living room. Lounging in their webbings the two of them look at each other with a grin. “Soo, is there anything else you’d want to do today? We finished cleaning up the house pretty early~” She says with a wink, leaning over and onto John’s lap. Resting her head on his lower abdomen.


John blushes softly, reaches a hand up rubbing the back of his head as he looks up. “Hmm, that’s a pretty good question.. I suppose we could go out tonight, we don’t have too much around here. Maybe have some dinner at a nice restaurant?” He offers, wrapping his legs around her body, slowly pulling her close to him before bowing his head to kiss her lovingly on the lips. Pulling back John smiles and leans his head back, nuzzling slightly into the slightly wet webbing behind him. Something about it, despite feeling his hair sticking to it, felt oddly pleasant. A sigh of content leaving his mouth, he could remember how he felt earlier that morning. Both of them could, the worry from waking up like this, and while they couldn’t remember too much about what they were like before that morning they didn’t really mind all too much anymore. They were happy like this, they felt amazing. After relaxing for a few more moments the two of them get up, changing out their clothes, which by then were pretty covered in bits of slime from their earlier laying. Once they were ready the two of them started towards the front door, pushing it open they were met with a surprising sight. Like their home, all of the other buildings lining the streets were covered in webbing, blocking out the windows and even covering the outsides. “Heh, looks like we still have a lot to explore still huh?”", "pools_count": 0, "title": "A buggy day part 3", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "27" }