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Did you lose Leif?''\n\nThe bee glared at Kabbu as they sat by a sheltering rock in the far grasslands, ``Geeze! I know you guys think I'm not responsible because I'm young but I can't lose a whole bug, y'know!''\n\nKabbu sighed, ``Sorry! These are just very dangerous areas and we need to be together at all times! There's all sorts of dangerous creatures here!'' \n\n``Lose a bug...'' she echoed huffing, ``Well if you need to know, Leif said he needed to be alone over in that tall grassy area between those two trees.''\n\nThat relaxed Kabbu slightly. He eased against the rock, ``We should give him so patience. He's been through quite a bit. We all have.'' Even with all the extremely personal requests they've done, Kabbu still felt unsure how to approach the topic of...most heavy Leif matters. If at all. He finally decided he would lend a generally supportive attitude that didn't feel too smothering. He didn't want to smother Leif...but what if the very presence of helping might smother moth?! He sighed, ``Let's just give them time.''\n\nLeif laid back, prodding at their stomach in the sheltered privacy of these grasses. No one could peek in here unless they wanted to use a heavy blade to forcibly take a look at the quiet commotion.\n\nThe moth stared at their legs - no, more than that, they rubbed at the heat source between their legs. They quietly hissed, rubbing at the crevice that laid at the juncture of their thighs. They groaned again as they felt the tentacle-like filaments of mycelium slither from the hole in their stomach. A response to this aroused state perhaps?\n\n`Aroused state'. As if couching it in clinical terms would lessen the intense primal feelings in their body. The unmistakable need to rutt making their cunt burn. They rubbed at the moist lips between their legs, letting a roulette of ghostly partners shuffle through their minds: holding them to the ground, rutting with them, mating in this private yet wild grotto. This ghost soon gained a form: someone sweet, dependable, someone...green. The burn intensified, they even felt the mycelium slither down to the clifftop of their private vee. As if somehow that would make a difference.\n\nIt didn't. No amount of self-stimulation: rubbing, flicking, hand-humping, fingering, even grinding against a rock would abate the edging heat between their legs. Leif grit their teeth in frustration. Since the lab they felt this way. Was this some protocol installed by the roaches to keep their experiments in line? A response of their own fungal physiology? \n\nLeif silently groaned, ``We wasted enough time already. We can't say we kept them waiting because we spent so long pleasuring ourselves, you know?''\n\nGathering themselves, they threw their wings over their body, hiding away the signs of arousal on their physiology.\n\nImmediately on their return Vi huffed, ``You could tell him yourself when you wanna wander off next time, I'm NOT a babysitter.''\n\n``Your concerning for our well-being is heartwarming,'' they said as flatter than their usual flat intonation.\n\nKabi rushed lightning speed to worry about Leif (in a non-smothering way), ``I figured you might need alone time! Which didn't hurt...but still,'' they glanced to the ground, their foot rubbing into the dirt, ``...I missed you.''\n\nThere was a moment where the subtleties of Kabbu's form became outlined in Leif's mind the way a sculpture becomes outlined in a master's untouched marble: the thick stubby yet strong legs, the rotund belly that looked sturdy yet had that tempting squishiness, the thick muscular arms that were strong enough to hold oh say, a tall moth in their arms with great ease. Leif felt the chill evaporate from their mouth as they stared for too long at that form. Their body, their inner body squirmed as though their thoughts were merely transmitted through each mycelium. \n\nVi quirked an antenna, ``Are you okay, Leif?''\n\nLeif kept that characteristic curt and short response, ``Let's just get back to the ant kingdom before it gets too late.''\n\n``Why did you catch something and you're dying?'' Vi teased.\n\nThe team beetle's eye bugged out, ``VI PLEASE don't joke about such things!''\n\nKabbu...so empathetic...so nurturing...Leif thought. It was those qualities of Kabbu that really made their clit throb. \n\nBack at their abode Vi already counted the berry payoff from their latest bounty - favor. Yes. Favor. She giggled to herself, ``I didn't think crawling through that forest again would be worth it, but look at all these berries!''\n\n``It's not just about the money,'' Kabbu lectured, ``It's about the swelling in your heart you get when you selflessly helped a bug in their moment of need.''\n\n``Yes...swelling...'' Leif added dazed.\n\n``...ok yeah helping feels nice too,'' Vi admitted, ``But money is a plus! I'm gonna bring these babies to the bank. That interest isn't gonna collect itself!''\n\n``Feel free to take as long as you need,'' Leif waved her off.\n\n``...uh huh.'' Vi mentally dismissed it as Leif Being Weird.\n\nAs soon as the bee left, the moth gently guided Kabbu by the shoulder into their shared home, ``Let's share a word, Kabbu.''\n\nKabbu's eyes widened as he suddenly got shoved to the bed. He knew what this was about, ``Leif, I-I know openness is important in a relationship so let me just start by--''\n\n``Kabbu.'' Leif laid right next to the beetle, opening up their moth wings to reveal the antsy fungal parts, ``We have a problem.''\n\nLeif punctuated with a nuzzle against the beetle's neck.\n\nThe beetle slowly nodded, still not ready to understand, ``Yes...well...I didn't want to smother you, you know? I thought if you wanted to talk you shouldn't feel forced. But if you're ready, I am so ready to listen.''\n\nThis beetle right here. He was so big and breedable and yet not an ounce of intellect. They sighted, holding their hands to the bridge of their head as they sighed deeply. Leif figured subtlety was the realm of cowards, ``Kabbu.'' They kissed Kabbu with a flavor of urgency, like punctuation mark, ``We...for the longest while we have felt the urge and...nothing has relieved it. We're not sure if self pleasure is the way to fix our problem anymore.''\n\nKabbu's face burnt up at the kiss, then ratched up several degrees at such a burning kiss, ``That - that-that's masturbation!''\n\n``Yes Kabbu,'' Leif said exasperated, ``It is an act many bugs do. Except it does not produce the results we want anymore. It as though our loins demand something stronger.''\n\nThe beetle flailed, flustered, ``What could be stronger than masturbation!?''\n\nLeif's face fell flat. Flatter than their usual default expression, ``Kabbu. Please tell us you know about sex.''\n\nThe moth had their hand against one Kabbutittiy. They could feel Kabbu broiling up like a comical thermometer, ``I - I do! I just...I didn't really think it would apply to me in a given situation?!''\n\n``Didn't think--'' Leif clasped one hand over their own face again. Venus help them with this man. ``Surely there was someone you felt was out there for you...'' the moth gently played with a Kabbutitty. ``Neo perhaps?''\n\nThe mention of Neo made the beetle squirm, ``H-how can you talk like that and not...you know...get jealous?''\n\n``We want to know your tastes, Kabbu,'' Leif said to a small whisper as they leaned to kiss his cheek, ``What do you find attractive? Lithe, tall winged bugs?''\n\nKabbu sounded like one of Fly's unstable pots. Which was funny because that's how exactly how Leif felt waiting for Kabbu to make his move. Kabbu gasped, ``Wh-what if I did?''\n\n``Then you should act on it,'' the moth advised, tracing their digits over that wonderfully big tummy, feeling it quake and shake in their hands.\n\nKabbu shuddered, his mandibles parting nervously, ``Ah-ah....Leif...''\n\nThey saw how nervous the beetle was showing off a beetle face, a mouth different from most mouths other bugs were used to. But Leif didn't care. They confronted the beetle, far too deep in their bottle of Kabbuintoxication, ``Just kiss, Green Ranger.''\n\nKabbu gave in with a moan, fully letting his mandibles swing open to reveal Kabbu's elaborate mouth-within-a-mouth. Leif wouldn't say out of keeping the beetle further flustered, but Leif loved how Kabbu's mandibles held their face as they exchanged a delicate swap of mouth and tongue. \n\nAs they kissed, Leif's hands drifted from those heaving Kabbu pectorals, over his generously round thorax, down right between his legs. Leif held onto that kiss deeply, hearing the beetle groan and squirm in their touch. They hummed as Kabbu finally gained the courage to put his own digits under their wings and run hands over Leif's own surprisingly big abdomen compared to the relatively thin build of their body.\n\nKabbu's touch was needy, patient, and awkward all the same. Leif thought to themselves with a bit of whimsy, Venus he truly is a virgin.\n\nAs Leif kept that kiss and rhythm of touching going, the bug's own special kind of cold touch magically produced the opposite effect in Kabbu's loins. For soon Leif felt something heavy and slick flop in their palm. Leif broke the kiss, smiling knowingly at Kabbu, ``Did you ever think about us being your first, Kabbu?''\n\nThe beetle whined, squirming as he valiantly tried to hide the throb in his hardness, ``Leif...I love you...''\n\nThat really jogged Leif's libido. The poor bug was so smitten he must must have felt having his cock stroked was some kind of love ceremony all together. We better not disappoint them then, thought Leif.\n\nThey broke away, leaning back to part their legs and revealing a wet but needy pair of lips, ``Show how much you love me.''\n\nThe moth gently lead Kabbu to climb over him, guiding the lovestruck beetle's cock towards the proper opening. Such a beast, like a brown tentacle that ended in a drippy flare. Leif gazed fascinated as they watched Kabbu give up and sink inside the wetness. The poor beetle gasped and stumbled forward so much Leif had to catch them. Kabbu shuddered, ``Ah-ah! So wet,,,smooth...''\n\nLeif felt the filaments of their myceilium automatically finger their joybuzzer as Leif laid back and finally let that itch get scratched, ``Goodness Kabbu you're so thick...poor Neo would take forever preparing for you...''\n\nKabbu's cock jolted, obviously turned on by Leif's teasing . He nonetheless gently humped into his moth, holding Leif's thorax to his own, ``But...but I want to be inside you for-for-forever! We fee - feel like...hah...a perfect...fit!''\n\nThis made the moth amused, even in the throes of their own. Or because of their heat it made their banter much bolder, ``Ah yes. Shall we be Kabbu's cockwarmer? Wear us like the belt of your Green Ranger hero and thrust into our always open pussy whenever the mood strikes.''\n\n``Le-LEIF'' the tone was scandalized but Kabbu's fat tool throbbed with need.\n\nLeif couldn't stop. The heat drove on their horny rambling, ``All our friends will see how much you need us as you give in to your base desires and fuck us like a virgin over and over. You'll debase yourself spewing your seed like a--''\n\nThey shuddered, now physically fingering their clitoris. Concerned, Kabbu slipped his now drippy wet cock from the enveloping Leif-depths, ``I um - I really don't know if this is normal or not.''\n\nThe moth hissed, bucking their hips into their hands until they felt their clitoris ultimately squirm out from their cunt like a hot wet spire. Leif stared, stunned and panting as they witnessed this familiar erotic physiology: a cock-like clitoris jutting fully erect from the folds of their pussy. Ah yes. It had been awhile since a sexual response warranted something like this, hadn't it? Their fungal tentacles were just as enthusiastic, squirming about their body with excitement.\n\nKabbu himself was stunned, ``Did...did...is this an orgasm for you...?''\n\nLeif shook their head, touching the wet hardon to find it remarkably sensitive, ``No...but do you like it?''\n\nThe beetle hadn't lost any of his awe for the moth, ``Yes...oh godness yes. Um...do you want me to keep going...?''\n\nThe moth observed Kabbu, on his hands and knees, hard. How round Kabbu was, thought Leif...he could be rounder. He needed to get plumper. He saw the potential bigness in Kabbu and thought again, breed...fill...breed...\n\nThey nodded, ``Yes but...We wish for you to get on your back and spread your legs.''\n\nStill horny and now vulnerable, the beetle complied as he laid back and gave a full view of his fat squat abdomen, the source of not only his throbbing need but the little hole that laid directly below it. How inviting it was. \n\nAn incubator, Leif thought.\n\nWasting no time Leif hovered over Kabbu with their cock-clitoris, ``Did you ever...thought about someone playing with you back there, Kabbu?''\n\nAs if Leif's sexual potency was a truth serum, Kabbu shuddered and nodded, ``Yes...''\n\nNow that blue tentacle clitoris kissed at Kabbu's backdoor, teasing, ``Was it Neo? No...Neo's too gentle for you, isn't he? Maybe Zasp...''\n\nKabbu gasped, ``I never thought you could be so crude...!''\n\nLeif felt the beetle's cock throb in their hand, ``Zasp is a good one isn't he? Maybe we lose a match and he has to mate you as a prize.''\n\nThe beetle gasped, whining as Leif jacked him off.\n\nThe moth continued, their clitoris urgently poking at the puckered hole, ``Or Statos. His dick must be as big as his sword and my eager Green Ranger wants to take on any challenge...''\n\nPoor Kabbu was leaking everywhere now. They begged, ``Leif...please...''\n\n``Do you want this?'' Leif prodded again, ``Shall we claim you Kabbu?''\n\nTears welled up in Kabbu's eyes as he urgently nodded `yes'.\n\n``We wanted to be sure.'' Leif took a breath before they gently pressed onward. They wanted to be gentle to a virgin like Kabbu, ``Does it hurt?''\n\nKabbu squirmed, ``It feels...weird. But please keep going...it's like it wants more...''\n\n``A hole like you always wants more,'' Leif shuddered, their mind now obsessed with penetrating, with breeding. Why was this a running thought? ``You were built for taking cock weren't you?''\n\nKabbu huffed, their body squirming.\n\nLeif finally hilted his ranger, the hole perfectly tight and warm. Leif continued teasing Kabbu, rubbing their chest, ``Are you built for cock, Kabbu?''\n\nThe beetle arched slightly, opening their mandible to groan, ``Oh sweet Venus! For you Leif I'm born to be used by you!''\n\nHow romantic, mused Leif before they drew their cock-clitoris halfway out, ``Is that it? Can we use your body however we please?''\n\nThe effect of being penetrated really did a number on Kabbu as he nodded his head and moaned an, ``Mhmm-mhhmm.''\n\nThe air of their abode echoed with Leif's loins aggressively slapping against the back of Kabbu's thighs, ``Say we're in the market and we grow hungry for your cock will you let us suckle on it?''\n\n``Mmm!'' Kabbu's cock spat a lovely arc of clear pre, ``YES.''\n\n``Good to know,'' hummed Leif. The moth may not follow on that thought in less horny times, but know they were more interested in grabbing Kabbu's fat stubby legs and pressing into his huge inviting ass as hard as they can.\n\nIf only Leif could see the both of them right now: Leif furiously pressing into Kabbu's rump, the beetle shuddering as his cock flopped and sprayed precum while he babbled on pure bliss, ``Ah! Ah! Leif! I love you! I love you!''\n\nLeif pulled a power move: they grabbed the rest of Kabbu's thorax as they pulled him in for passionate kiss. Leif felt the rest of Kabbu's submissive moans vibrate into their own throat as mandibles clicked together like a puzzle. What bliss: to kiss as they prodded their Green Ranger's sensitive prostate. Leif hummed into Kabbu's mouth as Kabbu jerked. The beetle had to break free to cry out their pleasure. Leif thrust harder, Kabbu's girthy root pulsating before wildly spewing a firehose of genetic soup all over Kabbu's chest, spraying himself ultimately in the face.\n\nKabbu lamented, panting hard, ``Oh...oh goodness...I really made a mess...''\n\nThis made the moth blush. Fuck Kabbu was so cute. Their loins must have felt that as their pussy lips quivered and their cock-clitoris shuddered with an electric energy. They sped up their humping. Leif was on some kind of different brain at this moment. Thoughts raced through their head, extremely primal and lewd ones.\n\nWe must make Kabbu ours, Leif thought, we have to claim him.\n\nSlap. Slap. Slap.\n\nWe have to fill him and make him carry our potency, Leif thought as their sexual energy rushed to that familiar erupting point.\n\nSlap. Slap. Slap. Slap.\n\nYes, thought Leif, his hole will be marked and he will carry our brood. A strange thought since Leif was more fungus than bug now but it really got the moth going. \n\nLeif squeezed their eyes tight as they buried their clitoris deep in that tight virgin hole, feeling the strange combination of pussy lips shuddering and dripping while their clitoris pulsed and - ejaculated. Leif gasped, ``Something is coming.''\n\n``Oh Leif,'' Kabbu gasped, too smitten from his first orgasm to care.\n\nBut this was weird, a fluid was spewing from the tip of their clitoris. And in quite prodigious amounts as well. It didn't seem a cause for concern until they saw Kabbu's belly start to bulge, making the inexperienced beetle moan erotically. \n\nLeif pulled out, letting the rest of their `cum' paint Kabbu's upturned spread cheeks. By the end Leif saw what they did: Kabbu's backside was not only painted in streaks but was leaking from his hole a special neon blue sticky fluid.\n\nHmm that's new, Leif mused in their mind, that might be problematic.\n\nThey gasped again as their clitoris-cock, finished with its work, retracted back between their pussy. The mycelium filaments did the same. Leif felt drained. They rested next to Kabbu, lazily holding hands with the beetle and nuzzling him.\n\n``I hope...'' Kabbu sighed, ``I hope I was good.''\n\n``Don't worry Kabbu,'' Leif kissed the beetle's cheek, ``You have no peer when it comes to that.'' After a minute of basking Leif realized, ``Vi is going to be back any minute now.''\n\nKabbu leaped back into panic, ``OH GOODNESS!!! I have to get myself cleaned!! We have to clean this place and - ah!''\n\nThey watched a good quart of moth cum squirted from between Kabbu's cheeks. Leif quietly smirked in that way only those who knew them could tell was a smirk. That's a good look for Kabbu, Leif thought.\n\nIt had been a few weeks since Leif and Kabbu's first tete-a-tete and Vi gave Kabbu a puzzled look. He tried shaking it off as Vi being Vi but as they were just leaving Crispbee's in Defiant Root Kabbu couldn't resist prying at the question, ``You know it's rude to stare at other bugs. Especially if they're your friends.''\n\nVi crossed her arms, ``I can't help it! You wanna explain why you're suddenly waaay bigger?! Like bigger than you usually are?!''\n\n``VI!'' Kabbu sputtered offended, ``You can't just comment on people's weight! What would your friend Chubbee think?!''\n\n``It's not like THAT.'' the bee rolled her eyes, ``It's just been two weeks and it's a little worrying you know? Leif back me up!''\n\nLeif eyed Kabbu. Oh yes, he had gotten much heftier: around his belly and waist especially. His belly had become a rather big shelf that hung over his thighs (which had gotten big enough to surpass the width of his own abdomen-tail) and his chest had grown heavy and soft. Everything about Kabbu was the same Kabbu that appealed to Leif (just much more breedable whispered their own mind). \n\nThe moth said with complete deadpan delivery, ``Hmm? I don't really notice anything.''\n\n``YOU DO TOO!'' fumed Vi before she gave up huffing, ``I swear something weird's going on...''\n\n``I'll say what's weird,'' Kabbu bit into a ball of ice cream like an apple, ``I haven't been wanting to eat anything but salted honey ice cream.''\n\n``It's really eaten into our expenses,'' said Vi.\n\nLeif consoled, ``That's what the requests are for, Vi.''\n\n``What is this, a job?!'' Vi threw up her arms, ``Well I'm gonna get berries the easy way and you two can look for requests the HARD way.''\n\n``What did she mean `the easy way','' Kabbu raised a nonexistent brow at Vi as she left.\n\n``Haggle at the market obviously,'' Leif explained, slyly placing a hand over a Kabbutit, ``Perhaps we can find someplace more private and I can feed you another salted honey ice cream.''\n\nKabbu shuddered as the moth gently squeezed his tit, ``Oh that'd be nice...I been...ohh...um...''\n\nLeif gently played with those Kabbutitties as they made their way to a shadowy back alley, ``Oh yes, you can better explain when you've rested...''\n\nIn the coolness of the shadows Kabbu laid back, shuddering as Leif pressed their mouth to Kabbu's chest, gently chewing on it, ``Nnngh Leif...''\n\nThe poor beetle's body had been super sensitive like this for a couple weeks now. Every other hour his libido suddenly flared up, making his chest and belly receptive to every touch. Just a single caress from Leif and suddenly Kabbu had to run to some bush or river for a quickie. It was getting increasingly tough to explain it to Vi. \n\nThat didn't matter now to Kabbu, he was suffering under a different kind of heat. He panted, squirming as he felt the cool magic grace Kabbu's super sensitive chest, ``Ha-hah...please keep kissing those....it-it feels so good...''\n\n``We bet it does our big boy...'' Leif cooed, gently rubbing Kabbu's belly.\n\nThe moth smiled as they saw Kabbu's erection slip from Kabbu's hidden spot, fully erect and throbbing. And without even a single touch to the beetle's crotch. Kabbu's legs turned to jelly, quivering and whimpering softly as Leif continued to nibble gently at that super-sensitive chest, plating with his now especially big belly.\n\nKabbu made erratic pelvic grinds in the air, Leif encouraging the poor beetle to cum. As Leif engaged in Kabbutit and Kabelly play, they ground their sopping wet pussy against Kabbu's thigh. His leg had grown so big Leif could barely wrap both their legs around it.\n\nBucking frantically in the air, Leif saw keeping quiet would be hard for the beetle. They gently cupped Kabbu's mouth as they gently squealed several spurts onto the cool shaded desert sand. In that instant Leif closed their eyes, feeling wetness gently seep between their own legs down Kabbu's thigh.\n\nSighing, Leif helped Kabbu up, offering a reward of half-melted salted ice cream. Kabbu gently nommed, ``Thanks. I needed that.''\n\nLeif gently scratched under the beetle's chin, ``You're cute when you're horny.''\n\nThe post-orgasmic buzz got shattered when Vi did return - not because of Vi returning but because of the company she brought: one tall bespectacled bee scientist. Leif frowned at the doctor. She didn't notice as she adjusted her glasses, ``Hmm yes. You were right Vi, this is quite serious.''\n\n``Uh hi, Doctor H.B.'' Kabbu waved awkwardly, ``Is there another rogue bee drone?''\n\n``No.'' she stated simply, bending down to study Kabbu's belly, ``Vi told me about your sudden change in physiognomy. I'd like to take a moment to observe and diagnose your situation further.''\n\n``By `observe and diagnose' do you mean `dissect'?'' Leif asked flatly.\n\nVi produced her Beemerang, ``Don't worry she knows what will happen if anything funny happens to Kabbu.''\n\n``Don't I get a say in this?!'' Kabbu huffed.\n\n``Please I don't solve everything with autopsies,'' Doctor H.B. looked downward, ``Just a lot of things - but not you! I think it's necessary to do an examination.''\n\n``Are you sure?'' the beetle tapped his hands together.\n\n``C'mon Kabbu, everyone's worried...'' she looked at Leif, ``We're worried right?''\n\n``...hmm yes. We got carried away with our own matters and...'' they really weren't sure how to parse `we thought treating it with ice cream and handys would help somehow', ``Actually an exam would help all of us win peace of mind.''\n\n``Then it's settled. To the lab,'' Doctor H.B. looked over his shoulder, ``Your thigh is wet. Better dry that off.''\n\nAfter going through a more personalized version of the beehive scanners, Doctor H.B. gave the official diagnosis to Kabbu.\n\nKabbu took it well, ``I'M PREGNANT!?''\n\n``I don't need to be here for this,'' Vi walked off.\n\nDoctor H.B adjusted her glasses, ``Not quite. Your prostate kind of...formed a special chamber? (Kind of impossible but ok). But because of the eggs incompatible fusion, they're not viable.''\n\n``Chamber?! Fu-fusion?'' Kabbu asked.\n\nThe bee nodded matter-of-factly, ``Yes. Of beetle and,'' reads clipboard, ``Cordyceps.''\n\n``I don't quite...'' Kabbu rubbed at his head.\n\nDoctor H.B. pointed at a very slowly backing away Leif, ``Them.''\n\n``Leif how?!'' the beetle looked the moth completely shocked.\n\nThe moth cast their own gaze downward, ``We really didn't think it was possible. Like most things it could be parsed down to `blame the roach scientists'.''\n\nKabbu gently rubbed their stomach, ``...well having your young does sound nice. But I think Vi is enough of a kid for us for now!'' He laughed sheepishly.\n\n``Yes well,'' Doctor H.B. said, ``You'll still have to pass the eggs.''\n\n``Oh.'' Kabbu said.\n\nSeveral more weeks later Kabbu's girth had increased to the surprise of literally everyone in the kingdom. His carapace had developed so many folds and his thighs could crush a moth with barely any effort (Leif had tried to coax Kabbu to do it, being refused many times). It barely effected the beetle's stamina, but when a passing touch to his tits or brush against his thigh literally had him and Leif running to the nearest hotel for some private heavy petting (much to the chagrin of a money-conscious Vi). \n\nTeam Snakemouth were walking together when Kabbu doubled over clutching his stomach. \n\n``Oh here we go,'' groaned Vi.\n\nKabbu shuddered, ripping at grass with his free hand, ``N-no! Thi-this is different! Team, this one's stronger!''\n\nLeif gently rubbed Kabbu's back, ``Is it time?''\n\n``Yes!'' he doubled over again at another contraction.\n\nVi raised a brow, ``Um are you having kids?''\n\n``No this is much grosser,'' Leif advised, ``You don't want to be here for this.''\n\nThe bee gave a thumbs up, ``Got it.'' And flew away.\n\n``I forgot she could do that,'' noted Leif before gently getting under the beetle to act as a crutch, ``Hang on Kabbu. We shall find a good private place for you to...er. Yes.''\n\n``Yo-you can say lay eggs,'' groaned Kabbu in a lame attempt to lighten the mood.\n\n``Yes.'' Leif agreed, ``Lay eggs.''\n\nSoon they found a bushy grotto where no wild bug or stranger would find them. Leif wasn't sure if this was the proper procedure, but at the least he used his ice magic to craft a makeshift backrest for the beetle. Kabbu laid back, his legs spread and quivering as his body clenched mightily, ``Ohh!!''\n\n``Does it hurt?'' asked Leif.\n\n``N-not really,'' Kabbu said, ``It's ah...'' he hissed, bucking, ``It feels weirdly go - good!''\n\nMoments later that memorable thick hardon slipped from its hiding folds, making Kabbu cover his face in shame.\n\n``Being as they're bad attempts and unfertilized eggs we think you can put aside any feelings of guilt,'' Leif cuddled up to him, ``That being said, what can we do?''\n\n``Um...'' Kabbu panted, ``It - it - it's too much honestly. I can feel it coming bu-but I need...need relief!''\n\n``Say no more,'' the moth gently sat astride the big beetle's lap, their pussy underside teasingly rubbing their throbbing cock.\n\nKabbu gasped, frotting against the underside of their lips, ``Oh-oh Leif...''\n\n``That's it, ride it out,'' the moth advised.\n\nThe beetle's hip movements had no rhythm, shaky. He gasped as he felt an oval-like object pass towards the entrance of his hole. Leif hummed as they felt Kabbu's dick pulse and spit in a false orgasm. The egg began to crown, stretching his hole to a width far greater than he was used to, ``Oh ohohohoh it's coming!''\n\n``Push Kabbu, push.'' Leif stroked Kabbu's cock-head, easing the intense waves of pleasures as the object pressed from between his cheeks, slowly pushing and contracting. They could hear Kabbu trying to catch his breath as the egg soon made its exit, all to the symphony of one final howl of pleasure, punctured by a volcanic spurt of cum.\n\nKabbu shuddered, ``Ohh...oh Venus...that should be it right? Then why...?''\n\n``Doctor H.B. said there were five or six eggs,'' Leif said in a guilty tone.\n\n``Oh.''\n\nAs the next batch made its slow sensually torturous exit, Leif felt Kabbu would be much too weary to really thrust so Leif did the next best thing: laying over Kabbu's prodiguous tummy, they helped themselves to kissing and licking up Kabbu's hardon. Leif really got a sense of the cock's size as it towered over the height of their own head and antennas combined. Such a lovely taste from an adorable bug, thought Leif.\n\nFor Kabbu watching the squirm of Leif's backdoor abdomen, their pussy as they licked him gave Kabbu something to focus on as he struggled to pass the eggs. He even dared to open his mandibles and get a taste of Leif's growing clitoris. Somehow the moth must have regained the reflexes to control that part of them. Several times during their session Leif got Kabbu's face wet with their orgasmic juices. Is it bad that I think Leif tastes amazing?, thought Kabbu.\n\nHe still had to break away to catch his breath as he struggled with the nonviable egg pressing against his prostate. Several times he came without truly cumming and every time Leif drank up the beetle's ball juices. Sometimes Leif even liked to give them a good hard squeeze with his ice powers to drain them extra after Kabbu passed an egg.\n\n``You're doing good Kabbu,'' Leif said as they teasingly stroked his length with their icy fingers, ``One more egg.''\n\n``Venus...'' panted Kabbu as the egg traveled to their asshole, ``I'm so tired from giving birth...''\n\nLeif kissed the tip, encouraging them, ``Just one more.''\n\nKabbu closed their eyes, their body a machine going through the motions as his stalk spewed volley after volley of cum. At the final moment Leif crawled further to watch the lewd moment of Leif's `creation' crown Kabbu's ass, making Kabbu gasp and cry mindlessly. \n\nLeif jerked him faster, encouraging him to push until the egg finally spewed wet and slick into the world. On the last egg, Kabbu's own babymaker made one last grand pulse, geysering a helping of sticky hot love milk. Leif valiantly tried swallowing the milk down but to no avail, it overflowed from their cheeks and spilled in a lewd mess.\n\nWiping their mouth, Leif decided to join the spent non-quite father for a well-earned rest.\n\nAnother two weeks and Kabbu found his `pregnant' figure had not gone away. ``So...do you think it'll grow on everyone?''\n\n``Do they have a choice?'' shrugged Vi before leaving their home.\n\nLeif sneakily cupped a Kabbutit, ``We've grown...accustomed to it.''\n\n``That's because you knocked me up!'' shuddered Kabbu.\n\nLeif mused, ``...want to do it again?''\n\n``......yes.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "``Vi? Did you lose Leif?''

The bee glared at Kabbu as they sat by a sheltering rock in the far grasslands, ``Geeze! I know you guys think I'm not responsible because I'm young but I can't lose a whole bug, y'know!''

Kabbu sighed, ``Sorry! These are just very dangerous areas and we need to be together at all times! There's all sorts of dangerous creatures here!''

``Lose a bug...'' she echoed huffing, ``Well if you need to know, Leif said he needed to be alone over in that tall grassy area between those two trees.''

That relaxed Kabbu slightly. He eased against the rock, ``We should give him so patience. He's been through quite a bit. We all have.'' Even with all the extremely personal requests they've done, Kabbu still felt unsure how to approach the topic of...most heavy Leif matters. If at all. He finally decided he would lend a generally supportive attitude that didn't feel too smothering. He didn't want to smother Leif...but what if the very presence of helping might smother moth?! He sighed, ``Let's just give them time.''

Leif laid back, prodding at their stomach in the sheltered privacy of these grasses. No one could peek in here unless they wanted to use a heavy blade to forcibly take a look at the quiet commotion.

The moth stared at their legs - no, more than that, they rubbed at the heat source between their legs. They quietly hissed, rubbing at the crevice that laid at the juncture of their thighs. They groaned again as they felt the tentacle-like filaments of mycelium slither from the hole in their stomach. A response to this aroused state perhaps?

`Aroused state'. As if couching it in clinical terms would lessen the intense primal feelings in their body. The unmistakable need to rutt making their cunt burn. They rubbed at the moist lips between their legs, letting a roulette of ghostly partners shuffle through their minds: holding them to the ground, rutting with them, mating in this private yet wild grotto. This ghost soon gained a form: someone sweet, dependable, someone...green. The burn intensified,  they even felt the mycelium slither down to the clifftop of their private vee. As if somehow that would make a difference.

It didn't. No amount of self-stimulation: rubbing, flicking, hand-humping, fingering, even grinding against a rock would abate the edging heat between their legs. Leif grit their teeth in frustration. Since the lab they felt this way. Was this some protocol installed by the roaches to keep their experiments in line? A response of their own fungal physiology?

Leif silently groaned,  ``We wasted enough time already. We can't say we kept them waiting because we spent so long pleasuring ourselves, you know?''

Gathering themselves, they threw their wings over their body, hiding away the signs of arousal on their physiology.

Immediately on their return Vi huffed, ``You could tell him yourself when you wanna wander off next time, I'm NOT a babysitter.''

``Your concerning for our well-being is heartwarming,'' they said as flatter than their usual flat intonation.

Kabi rushed lightning speed to worry about Leif (in a non-smothering way), ``I figured you might need alone time! Which didn't hurt...but still,'' they glanced to the ground, their foot rubbing into the dirt, ``...I missed you.''

There was a moment where the subtleties of Kabbu's form became outlined in Leif's mind  the way a sculpture becomes outlined in a master's untouched marble: the thick stubby yet strong legs, the rotund belly that looked sturdy yet had that tempting squishiness, the thick muscular arms that were strong enough to hold oh say, a tall moth in their arms with great ease. Leif felt the chill evaporate from their mouth as they stared for too long at that form. Their body, their inner body squirmed as though their thoughts were merely transmitted through each mycelium.

Vi quirked an antenna, ``Are you okay, Leif?''

Leif kept that characteristic curt and short response, ``Let's just get back to the ant kingdom before it gets too late.''

``Why did you catch something and you're dying?'' Vi teased.

The team beetle's eye bugged out, ``VI PLEASE don't joke about such things!''

Kabbu...so empathetic...so nurturing...Leif thought. It was those qualities of Kabbu that really made their clit throb.

Back at their abode Vi already counted the berry payoff from their latest bounty - favor. Yes. Favor. She giggled to herself, ``I didn't think crawling through that forest again would be worth it, but look at all these berries!''

``It's not just about the money,'' Kabbu lectured, ``It's about the swelling in your heart you get when you selflessly helped a bug in their moment of need.''

``Yes...swelling...'' Leif added dazed.

``...ok yeah helping feels nice too,'' Vi admitted, ``But money is a plus! I'm gonna bring these babies to the bank. That interest isn't gonna collect itself!''

``Feel free to take as long as you need,'' Leif waved her off.

``...uh huh.'' Vi mentally dismissed it as Leif Being Weird.

As soon as the bee left, the moth gently guided Kabbu by the shoulder into their shared home, ``Let's share a word, Kabbu.''

Kabbu's eyes widened as he suddenly got shoved to the bed. He knew what this was about, ``Leif, I-I know openness is important in a relationship so let me just start by--''

``Kabbu.'' Leif laid right next to the beetle, opening up their moth wings to reveal the antsy fungal parts, ``We have a problem.''

Leif punctuated with a nuzzle against the beetle's neck.

The beetle slowly nodded, still not ready to understand, ``Yes...well...I didn't want to smother you, you know? I thought if you wanted to talk you shouldn't feel forced. But if you're ready, I am so ready to listen.''

This beetle right here. He was so big and breedable and yet not an ounce of intellect. They sighted, holding their hands to the bridge of their head as they sighed deeply. Leif figured subtlety was the realm of cowards, ``Kabbu.'' They kissed Kabbu with a flavor of urgency, like punctuation mark, ``We...for the longest while we have felt the urge and...nothing has relieved it. We're not sure if self pleasure is the way to fix our problem anymore.''

Kabbu's face burnt up at the kiss, then ratched up several degrees at such a burning kiss, ``That - that-that's masturbation!''

``Yes Kabbu,'' Leif said exasperated, ``It is an act many bugs do. Except it does not produce the results we want anymore. It as though our loins demand something stronger.''

The beetle flailed, flustered, ``What could be stronger than masturbation!?''

Leif's face fell flat. Flatter than their usual default expression, ``Kabbu. Please tell us you know about sex.''

The moth had their hand against one Kabbutittiy. They could feel Kabbu broiling up like a comical thermometer, ``I - I do! I just...I didn't really think it would apply to me in a given situation?!''

``Didn't think--'' Leif clasped one hand over their own face again. Venus help them with this man. ``Surely there was someone you felt was out there for you...'' the moth gently played with a Kabbutitty. ``Neo perhaps?''

The mention of Neo made the beetle squirm, ``H-how can you talk like that and not...you know...get jealous?''

``We want to know your tastes, Kabbu,'' Leif said to a small whisper as they leaned to kiss his cheek, ``What do you find attractive? Lithe, tall winged bugs?''

Kabbu sounded like one of Fly's unstable pots. Which was funny because that's how exactly how Leif felt waiting for Kabbu to make his move. Kabbu gasped, ``Wh-what if I did?''

``Then you should act on it,'' the moth advised, tracing their digits over that wonderfully big tummy, feeling it quake and shake in their hands.

Kabbu shuddered, his mandibles parting nervously, ``Ah-ah....Leif...''

They saw how nervous the beetle was showing off a beetle face, a mouth different from most mouths other bugs were used to. But Leif didn't care. They confronted the beetle, far too deep in their bottle of Kabbuintoxication, ``Just kiss, Green Ranger.''

Kabbu gave in with a moan, fully letting his mandibles swing open to reveal Kabbu's elaborate mouth-within-a-mouth. Leif wouldn't say out of keeping the beetle further flustered, but Leif loved how Kabbu's mandibles held their face as they exchanged a delicate swap of mouth and tongue.

As they kissed, Leif's hands drifted from those heaving Kabbu pectorals, over his generously round thorax, down right between his legs. Leif held onto that kiss deeply, hearing the beetle groan and squirm in their touch. They hummed as Kabbu finally gained the courage to put his own digits under their wings and run hands over Leif's own surprisingly big abdomen compared to the relatively thin build of their body.

Kabbu's touch was needy, patient, and awkward all the same. Leif thought to themselves with a bit of whimsy, Venus he truly is a virgin.

As Leif kept that kiss and rhythm of touching going, the bug's own special kind of cold touch magically produced the opposite effect in Kabbu's loins. For soon Leif felt something heavy and slick flop in their palm. Leif broke the kiss, smiling knowingly at Kabbu, ``Did you ever think about us being your first, Kabbu?''

The beetle whined, squirming as he valiantly tried to hide the throb in his hardness, ``Leif...I love you...''

That really jogged Leif's libido. The poor bug was so smitten he must must have felt having his cock stroked was some kind of love ceremony all together. We better not disappoint them then, thought Leif.

They broke away, leaning back to part their legs and revealing a wet but needy pair of lips, ``Show how much you love me.''

The moth gently lead Kabbu to climb over him, guiding the lovestruck beetle's cock towards the proper opening. Such a beast, like a brown tentacle that ended in a drippy flare. Leif gazed fascinated as they watched Kabbu give up and sink inside the wetness. The poor beetle gasped and stumbled forward so much Leif had to catch them. Kabbu shuddered, ``Ah-ah! So wet,,,smooth...''

Leif felt the filaments of their myceilium automatically finger their joybuzzer as Leif laid back and finally let that itch get scratched, ``Goodness Kabbu you're so thick...poor Neo would take forever preparing for you...''

Kabbu's cock jolted, obviously turned on by Leif's teasing . He nonetheless gently humped into his moth, holding Leif's thorax to his own, ``But...but I want to be inside you for-for-forever! We fee - feel like...hah...a perfect...fit!''

This made the moth amused, even in the throes of their own. Or because of their heat it made their banter much bolder, ``Ah yes. Shall we be Kabbu's cockwarmer? Wear us like the belt of your Green Ranger hero and thrust into our always open pussy whenever the mood strikes.''

``Le-LEIF'' the tone was scandalized but Kabbu's fat tool throbbed with need.

Leif couldn't stop. The heat drove on their horny rambling, ``All our friends will see how much you need us as you give in to your base desires and fuck us like a virgin over and over. You'll debase yourself spewing your seed like a--''

They shuddered, now physically fingering their clitoris. Concerned, Kabbu slipped his now drippy wet cock from the enveloping Leif-depths, ``I um - I really don't know if this is normal or not.''

The moth hissed, bucking their hips into their hands until they felt their clitoris ultimately squirm out from their cunt like a hot wet spire. Leif stared, stunned and panting as they witnessed this familiar erotic physiology: a cock-like clitoris jutting fully erect from the folds of their pussy. Ah yes. It had been awhile since a sexual response warranted something like this, hadn't it? Their fungal tentacles were just as enthusiastic, squirming about their body with excitement.

Kabbu himself was stunned, ``Did...did...is this an orgasm for you...?''

Leif shook their head, touching the wet hardon to find it remarkably sensitive, ``No...but do you like it?''

The beetle hadn't lost any of his awe for the moth, ``Yes...oh godness yes. Um...do you want me to keep going...?''

The moth observed Kabbu, on his hands and knees, hard. How round Kabbu was, thought Leif...he could be rounder. He needed to get plumper. He saw the potential bigness in Kabbu and thought again, breed...fill...breed...

They nodded, ``Yes but...We wish for you to get on your back and spread your legs.''

Still horny and now vulnerable, the beetle complied as he laid back and gave a full view of his fat squat abdomen, the source of not only his throbbing need but the little hole that laid directly below it. How inviting it was.

An incubator, Leif thought.

Wasting no time Leif hovered over Kabbu with their cock-clitoris, ``Did you ever...thought about someone playing with you back there, Kabbu?''

As if Leif's sexual potency was a truth serum, Kabbu shuddered and nodded, ``Yes...''

Now that blue tentacle clitoris kissed at Kabbu's backdoor, teasing, ``Was it Neo? No...Neo's too gentle for you, isn't he? Maybe Zasp...''

Kabbu gasped, ``I never thought you could be so crude...!''

Leif felt the beetle's cock throb in their hand, ``Zasp is a good one isn't he? Maybe we lose a match and he has to mate you as a prize.''

The beetle gasped, whining as Leif jacked him off.

The moth continued, their clitoris urgently poking at the puckered hole, ``Or Statos. His dick must be as big as his sword and my eager Green Ranger wants to take on any challenge...''

Poor Kabbu was leaking everywhere now. They begged, ``Leif...please...''

``Do you want this?'' Leif prodded again, ``Shall we claim you Kabbu?''

Tears welled up in Kabbu's eyes as he urgently nodded `yes'.

``We wanted to be sure.'' Leif took a breath before they gently pressed onward. They wanted to be gentle to a virgin like Kabbu, ``Does it hurt?''

Kabbu squirmed, ``It feels...weird. But please keep going...it's like it wants more...''

``A hole like you always wants more,'' Leif shuddered, their mind now obsessed with penetrating, with breeding. Why was this a running thought? ``You were built for taking cock weren't you?''

Kabbu huffed, their body squirming.

Leif finally hilted his ranger, the hole perfectly tight and warm. Leif continued teasing Kabbu, rubbing their chest, ``Are you built for cock, Kabbu?''

The beetle arched slightly, opening their mandible to groan, ``Oh sweet Venus! For you Leif I'm born to be used by you!''

How romantic, mused Leif before they drew their cock-clitoris halfway out, ``Is that it? Can we use your body however we please?''

The effect of being penetrated really did a number on Kabbu as he nodded his head and moaned an, ``Mhmm-mhhmm.''

The air of their abode echoed with Leif's loins aggressively slapping against the back of Kabbu's thighs, ``Say we're in the market and we grow hungry for your cock will you let us suckle on it?''

``Mmm!'' Kabbu's cock spat a lovely arc of clear pre, ``YES.''

``Good to know,'' hummed Leif. The moth may not follow on that thought in less horny times, but know they were more interested in grabbing Kabbu's fat stubby legs and pressing into his huge inviting ass as hard as they can.

If only Leif could see the both of them right now: Leif furiously pressing into Kabbu's rump, the beetle shuddering as his cock flopped and sprayed precum while he babbled on pure bliss, ``Ah! Ah! Leif! I love you! I love you!''

Leif pulled a power move: they grabbed the rest of Kabbu's thorax as they pulled him in for passionate kiss. Leif felt the rest of Kabbu's submissive moans vibrate into their own throat as mandibles clicked together like a puzzle. What bliss: to kiss as they prodded their Green Ranger's sensitive prostate. Leif hummed into Kabbu's mouth as Kabbu jerked. The beetle had to break free to cry out their pleasure. Leif thrust harder, Kabbu's girthy root pulsating before wildly spewing a firehose of genetic soup all over Kabbu's chest, spraying himself ultimately in the face.

Kabbu lamented, panting hard, ``Oh...oh goodness...I really made a mess...''

This made the moth blush. Fuck Kabbu was so cute. Their loins must have felt that as their pussy lips quivered and their cock-clitoris shuddered with an electric energy. They sped up their humping. Leif was on some kind of different brain at this moment. Thoughts raced through their head, extremely primal and lewd ones.

We must make Kabbu ours, Leif thought, we have to claim him.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

We have to fill him and make him carry our potency, Leif thought as their sexual energy rushed to that familiar erupting point.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

Yes, thought Leif, his hole will be marked and he will carry our brood. A strange thought since Leif was more fungus than bug now but it really got the moth going.

Leif squeezed their eyes tight as they buried their clitoris deep in that tight virgin hole, feeling the strange combination of pussy lips shuddering and dripping while their clitoris pulsed and - ejaculated. Leif gasped, ``Something is coming.''

``Oh Leif,'' Kabbu gasped, too smitten from his first orgasm to care.

But this was weird, a fluid was spewing from the tip of their clitoris. And in quite prodigious amounts as well. It didn't seem a cause for concern until they saw Kabbu's belly start to bulge, making the inexperienced beetle moan erotically.

Leif pulled out, letting the rest of their `cum' paint Kabbu's upturned spread cheeks. By the end Leif saw what they did: Kabbu's backside was not only painted in streaks but was leaking from his hole a special neon blue sticky fluid.

Hmm that's new, Leif mused in their mind, that might be problematic.

They gasped again as their clitoris-cock, finished with its work, retracted back between their pussy. The  mycelium filaments did the same. Leif felt drained. They rested next to Kabbu, lazily holding hands with  the beetle and nuzzling him.

``I hope...'' Kabbu sighed, ``I hope I was good.''

``Don't worry Kabbu,'' Leif kissed the beetle's cheek, ``You have no peer when it comes to that.'' After a minute of basking Leif realized, ``Vi is going to be back any minute now.''

Kabbu leaped back into panic, ``OH GOODNESS!!! I have to get myself cleaned!! We have to clean this place and - ah!''

They watched a good quart of moth cum squirted from between Kabbu's cheeks. Leif quietly smirked in that way only those who knew them could tell was a smirk. That's a good look for Kabbu, Leif thought.

It had been a few weeks since Leif and Kabbu's first tete-a-tete and Vi gave Kabbu a puzzled look. He tried shaking it off as Vi being Vi but as they were just leaving Crispbee's in Defiant Root Kabbu couldn't resist prying at the question, ``You know it's rude to stare at other bugs. Especially if they're your friends.''

Vi crossed her arms, ``I can't help it! You wanna explain why you're suddenly waaay bigger?! Like bigger than you usually are?!''

``VI!'' Kabbu sputtered offended, ``You can't just comment on people's weight! What would your friend Chubbee think?!''

``It's not like THAT.'' the bee rolled her eyes, ``It's just been two weeks and it's a little worrying you know? Leif back me up!''

Leif eyed Kabbu. Oh yes, he had gotten much heftier: around his belly and waist especially. His belly had become a rather big shelf that hung over his thighs (which had gotten big enough to surpass the width of his own abdomen-tail) and his chest had grown heavy and soft. Everything about Kabbu was the same Kabbu that appealed to Leif (just much more breedable whispered their own mind).

The moth said with complete deadpan delivery, ``Hmm? I don't really notice anything.''

``YOU DO TOO!'' fumed Vi before she gave up huffing, ``I swear something weird's going on...''

``I'll say what's weird,'' Kabbu bit into a ball of ice cream like an apple, ``I haven't been wanting to eat anything but salted honey ice cream.''

``It's really eaten into our expenses,'' said Vi.

Leif consoled, ``That's what the requests are for, Vi.''

``What is this, a job?!'' Vi threw up her arms, ``Well I'm gonna get berries the easy way and you two can look for requests the HARD way.''

``What did she mean `the easy way','' Kabbu raised a nonexistent brow at Vi as she left.

``Haggle at the market obviously,'' Leif explained, slyly placing a hand over a Kabbutit, ``Perhaps we can find someplace more private and I can feed you another salted honey ice cream.''

Kabbu shuddered as the moth gently squeezed his tit, ``Oh that'd be nice...I been...ohh...um...''

Leif gently played with those Kabbutitties as they made their way to a shadowy back alley, ``Oh yes, you can better explain when you've rested...''

In the coolness of the shadows Kabbu laid back, shuddering as Leif pressed their mouth to Kabbu's chest, gently chewing on it, ``Nnngh Leif...''

The poor beetle's body had been super sensitive like this for a couple weeks now. Every other hour his libido suddenly flared up, making his chest and belly receptive to every touch. Just a single caress from Leif and suddenly Kabbu had to run to some bush or river for a quickie. It was getting increasingly tough to explain it to Vi.

That didn't matter now to Kabbu, he was suffering under a different kind of heat. He panted, squirming as he felt the cool magic grace Kabbu's super sensitive chest, ``Ha-hah...please keep kissing those....it-it feels so good...''

``We bet it does our big boy...'' Leif cooed, gently rubbing Kabbu's belly.

The moth smiled as they saw Kabbu's erection slip from Kabbu's hidden spot, fully erect and throbbing. And without even a single touch to the beetle's crotch. Kabbu's legs turned to jelly, quivering and whimpering softly as Leif continued to nibble gently at that super-sensitive chest, plating with his now especially big belly.

Kabbu made erratic pelvic grinds in the air, Leif encouraging the poor beetle to cum. As Leif engaged in Kabbutit and Kabelly play, they ground their sopping wet pussy against Kabbu's thigh. His leg had grown so big Leif could barely wrap both their legs around it.

Bucking frantically in the air, Leif saw keeping quiet would be hard for the beetle. They gently cupped Kabbu's mouth as they gently squealed several spurts onto the cool shaded desert sand. In that instant Leif closed their eyes, feeling wetness gently seep between their own legs down Kabbu's thigh.

Sighing, Leif helped Kabbu up, offering a reward of half-melted salted ice cream. Kabbu gently nommed, ``Thanks. I needed that.''

Leif gently scratched under the beetle's chin, ``You're cute when you're horny.''

The post-orgasmic buzz got shattered when Vi did return - not because of Vi returning but because of the company she brought: one tall bespectacled bee scientist. Leif frowned at the doctor. She didn't notice as she adjusted her glasses, ``Hmm yes. You were right Vi, this is quite serious.''

``Uh hi, Doctor H.B.'' Kabbu waved awkwardly, ``Is there another rogue bee drone?''

``No.'' she stated simply, bending down to study Kabbu's belly, ``Vi told me about your sudden change in physiognomy. I'd like to take a moment to observe and diagnose your situation further.''

``By `observe and diagnose' do you mean `dissect'?'' Leif asked flatly.

Vi produced her Beemerang, ``Don't worry she knows what will happen if anything funny happens to Kabbu.''

``Don't I get a say in this?!'' Kabbu huffed.

``Please I don't solve everything with autopsies,'' Doctor H.B. looked downward, ``Just a lot of things - but not you! I think it's necessary to do an examination.''

``Are you sure?'' the beetle tapped his hands together.

``C'mon Kabbu, everyone's worried...'' she looked at Leif, ``We're worried right?''

``...hmm yes. We got carried away with our own matters and...'' they really weren't sure how to parse `we thought treating it with ice cream and handys would help somehow', ``Actually an exam would help all of us win peace of mind.''

``Then it's settled. To the lab,'' Doctor H.B. looked over his shoulder, ``Your thigh is wet. Better dry that off.''

After going through a more personalized version of the beehive scanners, Doctor H.B. gave the official diagnosis to Kabbu.

Kabbu took it well, ``I'M PREGNANT!?''

``I don't need to be here for this,'' Vi walked off.

Doctor H.B adjusted her glasses, ``Not quite. Your prostate kind of...formed a special chamber? (Kind of impossible but ok). But because of the eggs incompatible fusion, they're not viable.''

``Chamber?! Fu-fusion?'' Kabbu asked.

The bee nodded matter-of-factly, ``Yes. Of beetle and,'' reads clipboard, ``Cordyceps.''

``I don't quite...'' Kabbu rubbed at his head.

Doctor H.B. pointed at a very slowly backing away Leif, ``Them.''

``Leif how?!'' the beetle looked the moth completely shocked.

The moth cast their own gaze downward, ``We really didn't think it was possible. Like most things it could be parsed down to `blame the roach scientists'.''

Kabbu gently rubbed their stomach, ``...well having your young does sound nice. But I think Vi is enough of a kid for us for now!'' He laughed sheepishly.

``Yes well,'' Doctor H.B. said, ``You'll still have to pass the eggs.''

``Oh.'' Kabbu said.

Several more weeks later Kabbu's girth had increased to the surprise of literally everyone in the kingdom. His carapace had developed so many folds and his thighs could crush a moth with barely any effort (Leif had tried to coax Kabbu to do it, being refused many times). It barely effected the beetle's stamina, but when a passing touch to his tits or brush against his thigh literally had him and Leif running to the nearest hotel for some private heavy petting (much to the chagrin of a money-conscious Vi).

Team Snakemouth were walking together when Kabbu doubled over clutching his stomach.

``Oh here we go,'' groaned Vi.

Kabbu shuddered, ripping at grass with his free hand, ``N-no! Thi-this is different! Team, this one's stronger!''

Leif gently rubbed Kabbu's back, ``Is it time?''

``Yes!'' he doubled over again at another contraction.

Vi raised a brow, ``Um are you having kids?''

``No this is much grosser,'' Leif advised, ``You don't want to be here for this.''

The bee gave a thumbs up, ``Got it.'' And flew away.

``I forgot she could do that,'' noted Leif before gently getting under the beetle to act as a crutch, ``Hang on Kabbu. We shall find a good private place for you to...er. Yes.''

``Yo-you can say lay eggs,'' groaned Kabbu in a lame attempt to lighten the mood.

``Yes.'' Leif agreed, ``Lay eggs.''

Soon they found a bushy grotto where no wild bug or stranger would find them. Leif wasn't sure if this was the proper procedure, but at the least he used his ice magic to craft a makeshift backrest for the beetle. Kabbu laid back, his legs spread and quivering as his body clenched mightily, ``Ohh!!''

``Does it hurt?'' asked Leif.

``N-not really,'' Kabbu said, ``It's ah...'' he hissed, bucking, ``It feels weirdly go - good!''

Moments later that memorable thick hardon slipped from its hiding folds, making Kabbu cover his face in shame.

``Being as they're bad attempts and unfertilized eggs we think you can put aside any feelings of guilt,'' Leif cuddled up to him, ``That being said, what can we do?''

``Um...'' Kabbu panted, ``It - it - it's too much honestly. I can feel it coming bu-but I need...need relief!''

``Say no more,'' the moth gently sat astride the big beetle's lap, their pussy underside teasingly rubbing their throbbing cock.

Kabbu gasped, frotting against the underside of their lips, ``Oh-oh Leif...''

``That's it, ride it out,'' the moth advised.

The beetle's hip movements  had no rhythm, shaky. He gasped as he felt an oval-like object pass towards the entrance of his hole. Leif hummed as they felt Kabbu's dick pulse and spit in a false orgasm. The egg began to crown, stretching his hole to a width far greater than he was used to, ``Oh ohohohoh it's coming!''

``Push Kabbu, push.'' Leif stroked Kabbu's cock-head, easing the intense waves of pleasures as the object pressed from between his cheeks, slowly pushing and contracting. They could hear Kabbu trying to catch his breath as the egg soon made its exit, all to the symphony of one final howl of pleasure, punctured by a volcanic spurt of cum.

Kabbu shuddered, ``Ohh...oh Venus...that should be it right? Then why...?''

``Doctor H.B. said there were five or six eggs,'' Leif said in a guilty tone.

``Oh.''

As the next batch made its slow sensually torturous exit, Leif felt Kabbu would be much too weary to really thrust so Leif did the next best thing: laying over Kabbu's prodiguous tummy, they helped themselves to kissing and licking up Kabbu's hardon. Leif really got a sense of the cock's size as it towered over the height of their own head and antennas combined. Such a lovely taste from an adorable bug, thought Leif.

For Kabbu watching the squirm of Leif's backdoor abdomen, their pussy as they licked him gave Kabbu something to focus on as he struggled to pass the eggs. He even dared to open his mandibles and get a taste of Leif's growing clitoris. Somehow the moth must have regained the reflexes to control that part of them. Several times during their session Leif got Kabbu's face wet with their orgasmic juices. Is it bad that I think Leif tastes amazing?, thought Kabbu.

He still had to break away to catch his breath as he struggled with the nonviable egg pressing against his prostate. Several times he came without truly cumming and every time Leif drank up the beetle's ball juices. Sometimes Leif even liked to give them a good hard squeeze with his ice powers to drain them extra  after Kabbu passed an egg.

``You're doing good Kabbu,'' Leif said as they teasingly stroked his length with their icy fingers, ``One more egg.''

``Venus...'' panted Kabbu as the egg traveled to their asshole, ``I'm so tired from giving birth...''

Leif kissed the tip, encouraging them, ``Just one more.''

Kabbu closed their eyes, their body a machine going through the motions as his stalk spewed volley after volley of cum. At the final moment Leif crawled further to watch the lewd moment of Leif's `creation' crown Kabbu's ass, making Kabbu gasp and cry mindlessly.

Leif jerked him faster, encouraging him to push until the egg finally spewed wet and slick into the world. On the last egg, Kabbu's own babymaker made one last grand pulse, geysering a helping of sticky  hot love milk. Leif valiantly tried swallowing the milk down but to no avail, it overflowed from their cheeks and spilled in a lewd mess.

Wiping their mouth, Leif decided to join the spent non-quite father for a well-earned rest.

Another two weeks and Kabbu found his `pregnant' figure had not gone away. ``So...do you think it'll grow on everyone?''

``Do they have a choice?'' shrugged Vi before leaving their home.

Leif sneakily cupped a Kabbutit, ``We've grown...accustomed to it.''

``That's because you knocked me up!'' shuddered Kabbu.

Leif mused, ``...want to do it again?''

``......yes.''

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