The Millipede Bugs The Astronaut:

Part Four

(Inspired by and Based Upon "Contact" by Little White Mouse)

By The Preve

            Znyyy, Znxxx's Lifemate, was not happy when he arrived home; staggeringly drunk millipedes are not good for domestic harmony. Her Lifemate didn't so much skitter as scatter; zigzagging like a brain damaged beetle. Znyyy was scandalized. "Dipping into the pink nectar again! How dare you!" Then she noticed the grubs, "AAIIEE!! The grubs! You gave nectar to the grubs?!! You idiotic, irresponsible, ill-bred dung worm! I should never have bonded you! I want a severance!"

            Znxxx stumbled into the dwelling and shook off the grubs. They bumbled around the house, wreaking a havoc of wrecked furniture and messed floors, sending Znyyy into a fever pitch of foul invectives. "Rejoishe my honeybloshum," slurred Znxxx. "Were rish! I have made a new dithshcovery which meansh preshtige and profit for ush all!"

"Prestige?! Profit?! You're drunk out of your carapace and the grubs are destroying the house! I…want…a…severance!!"

"Patience my passion flower; lishen to what I have to say firsht."

            Znxxx proceeded to tell Znyyy of the encounter on the Big Sand. Znyyy was extremely skeptical; especially that her Lifemate would perform such an unusual act. "Bestiality! Unnatural mating! I want a severance!" Znxxx offered her a sample of the "White Nectar"; a few sips sauced her into complete ploztness. "Thish shtuff ish amazing," Znyyy gushed. "And you shay it's from a Big Hairlesh Fuzzie?"

"A mosht unexshpected shide effect of the implantation," Znxxx replied. "The implicash..implicash…impli…well the Scholarsh will be thrilled, and I (urp!), I mean we can claim profit for the dishcovery." (Znxxx was tempted, briefly, to take advantage of his Lifemate's inebriation, but decided that the current matter was too important for distraction).

"Joyoush event," exclaimed Znyyy, "I reshind my demand!"

"Now dear, you musht shease your imbibement. The nectar ish very intoxicating. We musht find a minder for the grubs and take the nectar to the Scholars."

            The Scholars were equally skeptical, if not more. Skepticism turned to outrage as Znxxx explained the details of the implantation.

"Unnatural!" cried the First Scholar.

"Unconventional!" screamed the Second.

"Immoral!" hissed the Third (whom Znxxx disliked intensely and thought of as a stiff-segmented prig).

"But not unlawful," interjected the Fourth (an open-minded, somewhat liberal individual).

"Larvae eggs! Inside one of…them?!" replied the Third.

"A warm, moist incubator with a possible side benefit, and no bar from the Code of Proper Behavior," argued the Fourth. "I find it highly intriguing."

"Perhaps we should reserve judgment until after we've studied his sample," suggested the Second.

"I don't know," said the First, warily eying Znxxx and Znyyy. "The liquid seems to have an adverse effect on decision making capabilities."

"Then may I suggest the Collegium Hive monitor our actions?" replied the Second.

"Seconded!" added the Fourth.

            The Scholars, including a reluctant Third, each took several sips. They were stewed within minutes, to the shock and amusement of the Collegium. "Ama…amana…amanamazing!" slurred the First.

"A mosht eshquishite taste," slobbered the Second.

"I fa..fa..fa..fully apologishe for doubting you," sloshed the Third.

"Concurrence and congratulations on a mosht fortuitoush and profitable dishcovery," slopped the Fourth. "I move that we send meshengersh to the other Hivesh, alerting them to your new acquish…acquish…oh dungballs, your new creashure. We musht go to the Big Sand to view and examine thish Alien."

"Seconded," seconded the Second. The requisite messengers were sent out. The Scholar Collegium (accompanied by six extremely plastered millipedes) trouped to the beach in a mass skitter.

            Kate lay on the beach, enjoying the blissfully warm sea breeze. Her belly was flat as before. Her breasts reduced to small, round B-cups. Kate stretched languorously, high on narcovenom and aftersex; sweat and sand covered her body. "Mmmm, that Bug drug," she thought.

Her mind still processed the events of the day; marathon sex with a giant alien millipede was a unique and intense experience. Even the brief grotesque "pregnancy" was erotic. "Not anything like having human babies," Kate thought. "I'll take a swim when the drug wears off, then I can eat, get some sleep, find the Bug, and maybe 'initiate' a Second Contact."

            Kate's fantasies of further Bug sex were interrupted by skittering; loud skittering, almost a rumble. The skitters filled the air, accompanied by a cacophony of clicks and chirps. Alarm raced through Kate. "A stampede?" she asked. She lethargically raised her narcovenomed head and looked around….at the thousands of Bugs, varied in shape and size, that surrounded her vulnerably nude body. "Uh Oh," she thought. "Second Contact might be sooner than I think."

"She doesn't look like much."

"Nonsense. She's a reasonably good example of her species."

"Shouldn't she be larger?"

"Scholar Znxxx said her body resumed this size after the birthing."

"So what do we do now?"

"We wait for the Scholars, I guess."

"Well Znxxx, we're here," said the slightly sober First Scholar. The White Nectar's effects were apparently short term; Znxxx felt more alert. "A most interesting looking creature," observed the Fourth ("The Fourth Scholar seems far more interested in the Xeno than the others," thought Znxxx, "Perhaps there's something to those rumors about him and the Little Fuzzies after all.").

"You planted your eggs in that?" sniffed the Third. "This creature's a runt, a wisp. It's amazing you could fit your ovipositor into it, much less a clutch of eggs."

"She was much different during the probing and implantation," Znxxx responded (he felt a slight hangover, "I'm sure the Scholars feel it too."). "Her body is amazingly resilient and her pelvic opening very accommodating. First Scholar, if I may put forward a theory. I believe the various chemicals I put into her body caused a mutagenic reaction with her physiology. If we repeat the experiment we should see similar results."

"And would you be willing to perform this task for us?" asked the First.

"I'm sorry sir. I'm more than willing but I'm tapped out of body fluids. I'll have to wait until my next mating cycle."

"Then obviously we need a volunteer," said the Second.

"Not me!" cried the newly sober Third. "I retract my earlier statement. I was drunk and impaired. I will not put my ovipositor into an alien primitive!"

"Well then it falls to me to advance the cause of science," enthused the Fourth, eagerly stepping forward. "I must admit that I am greatly honored to participate in this important and significant experiment."

"Um, perhaps you should wait a moment, Fourth Scholar. We need clear, analytic (and unperverted) minds for the experiment," said the First.

"May I suggest volunteers from the Collegium?" asked the Second. "Ah hello?! Are there any members in their mating cycles or with egg clutches?" An ocean of carapaces stood at attention. "Ah good, then may we have some volunteers for an important..uh.. experiment? Scholar Znxxx will explain."

            There was a rustle among the mass; two millipedes scuttled forward. One was long, one was short. "Your names?" asked the First in a superior tone.

"Znggg," replied the long one.

"Znong," answered the short one.

"Well, Znggg and Znong, you have been chosen for a great honor." Znxxx related his story to the two millipedes. "Now it is imperative that you repeat my actions exactly, for the success of the experiment (and my career and reputation)."

"Sure thing dude," replied Znggg.

            Znggg and Znong were not the most intelligent among the Collegium ("Personally I think they're a couple of morons," thought the First Scholar), but they knew opportunity when it lay on the beach in front of them. "Wow Dude, we get to implant a Xeno," said Znong.

"Yeah bug," replied Znggg. "Fourth Scholar said interspecies fucks are the best. What's your clutch?"

"Twenty-four Dude. I got some eggs from this Wasp I met at the nectar kegger last week. She was really into it man! Think she wants to bond. How about you?"

"Fifteen. Znonx caught the fuzzie so her clutch was low. This is it Dude, we're getting bonded after graduation!”

“Wow man!” exclaimed Znong. “And we get to party before that.” The collegiates clicked their tails in celebration.

Kate, wet with anticipation, watched the two bugs approach. She giggled at the irony. This morning she was a sane, sober, and, decorated officer of the Space Service, facing a terrifying alien bug about to perform horrifying acts upon her helpless, nude body. Now, she craved bug cock so bad only the bug drug kept her from squirming. She noted the bugs' size difference. “How big is the tall one?” she wondered, licking her lips.

This time, there were no surprises. Kate even spread her legs for easy access. The two bugs crawled on top her supine body. Their ticklish legs and soft underbellies caused a spasm of giggles.

The long one crawled between her thighs and found purchase. Its equally long schlong slid inside her wet pussy. “Dude,” said Znong. “You got the best spot! No fair!”

“First come, first served, bug,” replied Znggg. “Try the other hole.”

The short one crawled onto her chest. Its legs played around her boobs. “A-ten-hut!” her tits said. “Oh God! I love second conta….mmmf!” Kate gasped before the short one's cock rammed itself into her mouth.

The Collegium watched the two young millipedes thrust back and forth into each end of the Xeno. The Xeno's hands clutched the sand. Her belly bounced and rolled with each thrust. Her head tilted back, throat rolling as she gulped down Znong's long cock.

“The Xeno seems to be immensely enjoying the implantation,” observed the First Scholar.

“The two students seem to be enjoying themselves as well,” added the Second.

“Great Moons! We've chosen deviants!” exclaimed the Third.

“Oh damn!” envied the Fourth.

Znxxx shared the Fourth's envy. His regret was somewhat more professional. “I wish I'd thought of that,” he muttered as Znong's schlong slid in and out of the Xeno's mouth.

Kate's surprise at the impromptu blowjob was followed by a worried thought, “Oh no! I'm going to choke!” Kate's mouth was no stranger to cock but generally she had some preparation prior to doing the deed. Kate had to quickly relax her throat muscles and widen her mouth to accept the millipedal member.

As Kate worked the short one's shaft, the long one penetrated her pussy with piston-like drills; bug and Kate's cum began to coat the insides of her thighs. The two bugs dribbled narcovenom onto her skin, sending Kate into an orgasmic trance. When the short one came, her mouth filled with a honey-sweet liquid that tingled like peppermint. “This is bug spunk?” she queried and gulped the syrupy fluid into her stomach. “Mmmm!”

The bug juice reacted with the narcovenom to send Kate's body chemistry into overdrive. Simultaneously, she experienced a powerful convulsive orgasm that bent her body into gymnastic contortions. “Hey Dude! She's warping!” cried Znong. The Xeno's body bent upwards in a strange near U-shape. It arched and bounced up and down in convulsive gallops. Kate was barely aware of her actions; the intense orgasm blasted all thought from her brain.

“I say! The Xeno's body is extremely flexible,” noted the First Scholar.

“When will this reaction that you mentioned, occur Znxxx?” asked the Second.

“It should happen in a few moments, sir,” replied Znxxx. “It took a few moments for…..uh sir? The crowd seems restless.”

Hitherto unnoticed by the Scholars, a buzz had arisen among the Collegium. Znxxx managed to discern a few voices among the mutterings. “Uh oh!” he thought.

“Why should those two clowns get all the fun?” one voice shouted.

“Yeah, look at 'em! You call that a science experiment?!” cried another.

“It's a Xeno Fuzzie! It's perversion!” countered another.

“Bestiality!” agreed a collegiate.

“Fucking awesome dude!” countered his opposite.

The buzz grew to a roar as arguments were thrown back and forth. A massive appendage conflict loomed unless the Scholars could restore calm. “Uh sir?” Znxxx remarked nervously. “I think you should speak to the Collegium. The experiment seems to have caused…um…agitation.”

“You seem to be correct, Znxxx,” agreed a nervous First Scholar. He crawled to a tall rock and cleared his throat. “Ahem! If I may remind the Collegium, this is a scientific experiment and…wait! You there! Come back this instant!”

A student had detached from the crowd and was scuttling towards the “experimenters”. “Science my ass! I'm getting me some Xeno poomtang!” Another followed, “I'm going to have me some!”

“Hey! Hey! Stop that! It's against the law! And it's sinful!” cried the Third Scholar.

“What law?! And where is it in the Code?!” shouted a voice from the crowd. A chorus of agreements erupted and the Collegium surged forward.

The historical records concerning the incident referred to as “The Great Xeno-Fuzzie Orgy on The Sand by The Big Water During The Year of The Drunken Millipede”, are contradictory as to its ultimate cause: instigation by sexual deviants, an act of rebellion by the Collegium, a riot; the Scholars continue to dispute the matter. The consensus, however, is some sort of mass hysteria occurred on that day.

A scuttling stampede of collegiates, jostling and fighting, some to “experiment”, others to save fellow classmates from perversity, still others simply caught in the rush, scrambled toward the writhing bodies, ignoring the entreaties of the First Scholar. Kate, Znggg, and Znong were too engrossed to take notice of the wave of multilegged fratbugs bearing down upon them.

To Be Continued.