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Becky the Bug

As a young girl, Rebecca Sutton was the epitome of a geek; small, skinny, straggly black hair, horn rimmed glasses, braces on her teeth, and to make matters worse, Becky had a fascination with insects that bordered on obsession. While other little girls would scream and run from creepy crawlies, Becky would actively seek them out, storing their images on her PDR, along with detailed descriptions of their behavior. Nothing gave Becky more joy than finding a species new to her, identifying it and cataloging it in her copious journals.

Becky never caught or killed insects. She hated the old displays of dead bugs pinned to cards in the local museum. Becky loved living bugs and gently encouraged them to walk onto her hands, so calmly and fearlessly that she was almost never bitten or stung.

She was frequently stung by the insults and mocking of the other kids in school. They invented all manner of cruel nicknames but the one that stuck was Becky the bug. The bullying didn't deter Becky at all. Although she had few friends over the years, as long as she had her bugs she was never lonely, as they provided an endless source of delight and fascination.

What did change of course was Becky's body. She remained slender and short but developed large, shapely breasts, a source of annoyance to Becky, as they made bug hunting slightly more awkward. Her raven hair grew long and lustrous despite being largely ignored. Her olive complexion was untroubled by acne. The braces on her teeth were gone and the glasses, which she still chose to wear, did nothing to hide her elven beauty.

The bullying also changed into mild teasing. The fact that Becky seemed so unaware of her beauty made her even more attractive. And Becky was not only sexy she was bright, super bright. She excelled in all subjects but in biology she was outstanding and when she won a national science competition, her nickname, Becky the Bug became a title of affection and pride.

However Becky had a dark secret that she shared with no one... a secret which would have destroyed her reputation and her life. Becky was hooked on sex with insects... entomophilia as it's known or formicophilia. As Becky moved into adolescence she slowly became aware that bugs turned her on, more than boys, girls or animals. She had always enjoyed letting bugs of all kinds crawl on her skin but now when they did she experienced tingling sensations of arousal.

A late developer, physically and emotionally, Becky was too shy and uncertain to experiment in any overt sexual way but gradually her confidence and her libidinous curiosity increased. Not long after her eighteenth birthday Becky was on one of her bug hunting expeditions in the woods. It was a hot day and Becky had drunk a lot of water. Confident that there was no one else in the area Becky slipped off her shorts and panties, squatting down for a pee. As she was relieving herself a large black fly landed on her naked thigh. Rather than shooing it away Becky remained still. The fly started walking from the top of her leg to her inner thigh... moving closer to her pussy.

Becky felt her heart beating rapidly with excitement. She eased herself slowly back into a reclining position, opening her legs wider for her small black visitor. The fly took flight and Becky sat back disappointed but a moment later the fly landed on her again. This time much closer to her pussy. Becky could hardly breathe as the insect explored its way steadily up her thigh and on to the outer lips of her pussy.

Never before had Becky experienced arousal like this... sensations of warmth and wetness coming from her pussy. The feeling of the fly exploring her pussy lips was just a tiny prickling but for Becky it was intensely delightful.

Becky reached down carefully and gently pulled her pussy lips apart. The fly took off briefly but landed almost immediately on Becky's pink, glistening pussy. Even better, it was soon joined by another fly and another. Eventually Becky had six or seven large black flies all walking on her most sensitive places... all busily sucking up her moisture.

In later experiments, Becky would use various sweet attractants, like honey or jam, on her nipples and pussy to attract flies, ants, bees or even wasps. In her twenties, as a skilled entomologist, specializing in insect pheromones, Becky could isolate and use specific sexual attractants, causing dragonflies, large moths and other insects to visit her genitals in search of a mate.

But at the beginning of her adventure Becky was still learning the joys of having snails and slugs, sliding over her breasts and shaved pussy... leaving their shining trails of slime. Becky, of course, knew the difference between herbivorous slugs and the carnivorous ones which would actually nibble on her tender flesh. Some extreme formicophiliacs get off on having their genitals bitten or stung but Becky wasn't into pain. Occasionally she would let mosquitoes suck blood from her labia and relish the exquisite torture of having itches she couldn't scratch in public but mosquitoes were mostly eradicated whereas slugs and snails were still in plentiful supply in the family garden.

Becky's first bug induced orgasm came at the age of nineteen in her bedroom. She had found some large slugs and had managed to gently insert them into her vagina. She could see them in her mirror, slowly squeezing their way out of her tight hole. As she watched she was fingering her clit which was slippery and sticky with slug slime. The result was a long, shuddering climax... followed by repeated aftershocks as the last of the slugs squiggled out of her pussy.

Many experiences followed and many orgasms but even Becky had to admit that sex with insects had its limitations. No insect actually desired her sexually or was capable of satisfying her. Using her skills with pheromones she could trick big tarantulas into mating with her but like most formicophilia it was the psychological thrill of having a huge hairy spider crawling on her spread pussy that gave Becky such gratification, not the slight feeling of it depositing tiny packets of sperm.

Becky knew a dog could give her a much better fucking but for some reason that didn't appeal. By her late twenties the gorgeous entomologist had enjoyed sex with several women and men. She had also experimented with snakes and eels but somehow none of these satisfied her. All lacked the visceral thrill of her insect encounters.

A formicophiliac highlight was when an ecology group asked her to pose with bees. They were trying to raise awareness of the need for bee preservation. Having a beautiful and already internationally recognized entomologist pose for them was a publicity godsend. Becky readily agreed. At the first pre-production meeting the director very tactfully broached the subject of what Becky would be willing to wear, or more to the point not to wear.

"It's all symbolism really" he explained "In pictorial language the less you wear the more vulnerable and natural you are... the more you identify with the plight of the bees. And they'll be covering you anyway."

"We thought maybe a small, skin colored bikini" his assistant chimed in. "Or even topless if you were willing."

Becky felt like laughing but she kept her face serious and without betraying the eagerness she felt she asked them "Would you like me to do the shoot nude?"

"Well that would be ideal" The director was clearly overjoyed. "The whole thing will be so much more effective like that. As long as it's OK with you of course. The shots will be so much stronger."

He didn't point out the obvious fact that having a gorgeous, curvaceous young woman posing naked, her body clearly visible until she was completely covered in a mass of insects, would attract a vastly greater audience, including thousands who didn't give a damn about the bees.

Just over a week later Becky emerged from the make up trailer wearing nothing but a toweling robe. Quite a crowd were gathered - the apiarist and his three assistants, the datographer and his assistants, the director and his assistant, the make up lady, people from the ecology group, reporters, various hangers on - altogether around 30 people.

Made up, placed in position, the camera crews all set, Becky slipped off her robe and stood there in the sunshine completely naked. Becky knew she had nice body, fit, tanned and shapely. She was a little embarrassed that her pussy was completely bald. Becky had taken to shaving off all her pubic hair many years before. Having a bare pussy made movement so much easier for worms, slugs and other small friends. Becky had been assured that the images would be very discreet and not show her pussy. No freelance recording devices were allowed on set, but Becky was pretty sure that there would be plenty of explicit outtakes stored in someones private files.

The apiarist approached with a small leather cage which contained a queen bee. He carefully attached it with a cord around Becky's waist. Becky had to smile. He was a cute, older man, so into his bees he seemed quite unaffected by a lovely naked female, inches from his face.

With the cage attached the bees were released... thousands of them! Tracking the pheromones from their queen the bees swarmed around Becky, more and more of the landing on her naked skin. For most people this would have been a time of terror but for Becky it was ecstasy. She tried to keep calm and hoped the flushing in her cheeks would be taken as a sign of nervousness not arousal.

Within minutes hundreds of bees were clumping around the queen cage and hundreds more were walking all over Becky's body. Occasionally the apiarist would squirt a little smoke to keep the bees off her eyes but they were now clustering in her hair , around her neck, covering her thoroughly erect nipples. Becky was grateful for the ear plugs (beeswax). Bees in her ears would have been a bit much even for Becky.

The mass of bees around her middle was expanding all the time. Becky's groin was now inches deep in bees and the swarm had built upwards as well to cover her large breasts. Becky lost track of time. The bees were remarkably heavy and hot. The feeling of thousands of tiny feet moving over her skin... including her breasts and her pussy was almost overwhelming. Becky had to concentrate hard not to climax. Thankfully. before it all became too much to endure, the shoot was over. Lots of smoke and expert work from the apiarists gradually carved off masses of bees and once the the queen was removed, the swarm quite quickly dispersed.

The campaign was a huge success. Within days Dr Becky and the Bees had been viewed millions of times around the world and in the colonies. Becky was now a minor celebrity and was in great demand for interviews and endorsements. Some of her colleagues disapproved. They saw it as a cheap, publicity grabbing stunt not suitable for a serious scientist. Others were more generous. If Becky's exposure could help worthwhile causes... great! And it was certainly the first time entomology had ever been seen as sexy, which was kind of nice.

This caused some controversy when Becky was chosen for the Amazonia expedition. Amazonia had been discovered two years earlier. New planets were being listed all the time but most were lifeless rocks. Amazonia was special in two ways. It had an earth type atmosphere, which was extremely rare and abundant flora and fauna which was even more unusual. The planet was largely covered by ocean and most of the land was covered by lush vegetation, hence its name, a tribute to the largely destroyed Amazonian jungle.

Another remarkable feature of the planet was that all the land creatures were insects, no mammals or reptiles, just a bewildering variety of arthropods. When advanced teams had established there was no apparent danger, a team of the top entomologists was chosen to study the wildlife at depth.

Becky felt enormously excited and privileged. She was the youngest on the team by at least 10 years. Her academic qualifications were impeccable, her research and publications outstanding but still she was viewed as very much a junior in the field. However some of her seniors were decidedly too old or unfit, others were not prepared to commit themselves to an 18 month expedition and the dangers of interstellar travel. Becky on the other hand was fit, unattached, brilliant and her high profile tipped the balance further in her favor. Again Becky silently blessed the bees.

The trip to Amazonia took 3 months and the vast majority of that time was spent travelling to and from the jump points. The actual jump was virtually instantaneous. Becky used most of the time to study the data that had been collected so far. As you would have expected with a complete lack of competition, insects had expanded to fill every niche in the eco system except that of predator. There was no evidence of predation on Amazonia which even on this amazing planet was extraordinary. There was a great deal of symbiosis and numerous examples of species feeding from other species, like the honeypot ants on earth, but no examples of insects eating other live insects.

By the time the three month journey was drawing to an end Becky was almost beside herself with curiosity and if truth were told, the desire to sexually experiment with some of these otherworld marvels. Her heart was pounding as she stepped out of the lander and on to the surface of Amazonia. She took some deep breaths to steady herself. The air was somehow alive. It almost sparkled in her lungs and made the air of the ship seem stale and overused.

Although this was one of the most exciting moments of her life, Becky felt a great sense of calm come over her. This is where she was meant to be. Somehow she had come home.

The next 10 months passed in a blur of intensive but infinitely satisfying work. No one could doubt Becky's fanatical devotion to her science. She was up first every morning and usually last to go to bed but found the study energizing, exhilarating not exhausting.

The team of 24 scientists was broken up in six groups so they could cover more territory. Aware that they had only 2 months left and still most of the planet to explore they split again into pairs. Becky was paired up with a studious, middle aged German entomological wunderfrau and together they pushed further into heart of Amazonia's largest land mass. Steffi was friendly enough, but quiet and in fact preferred pure research to field study. This suited Becky well. Everyday she would explore and gather data which Steffi would meticulously analyze.

For Becky it was a dream... like her childhood hunts but on such a different scale and every day discovering new species never seen by humans before. But although the work and the results were both exciting and deeply satisfying Becky still felt that somehow she was missing something.

She tried to explain the feeling to Steffi but for the German scientist the astonishing amounts of hard data being collected were much more important than vague feelings.

But the feeling wouldn't leave Becky alone, the feeling that she was on the verge of discovering something huge that hadn't happened yet and time was running out. Becky would happily have stayed another year or more but the window for the jump home was precise and unalterable. In desperation Becky put her proposal to her thoroughly preoccupied colleague.

"Steff..."

"Hmmm?"

"Tomorrow I want to head out further. Take some portable gear and press forward for a few days."

"You can't do that. It's against regulations."

"I know.. but Steff... I've been going out on my own every day anyway... and in all the time we've been here we haven't found anything remotely dangerous. You know I can handle myself. And we only have a few days left."

"Hmmm."

"And think of how much more work you'll get through if I'm not around to bug you, except when I regularly check in of course."

"Well... it does seem safe...and a lander could reach you in an hour or two..."

More discussion followed but Becky knew she'd won and so the next morning, with a light pack and a lighter heart, Becky headed into the jungle alone. For the first day she walked rapidly crossing the area that she had explored laboriously before. Before going to sleep in her nano tent that night she reflected on the extremity of her situation.

"Here I am..." a very tired Becky thought..."On another planet, thousands of light years from home. I'm about 30 miles from Steff and she's the only other human being within 200 miles. I couldn't be more alone... but you know what... I'm loving it!" And with that smiling thought Becky fell soundly asleep to the lullaby of unknown insects.

Most days in this region were hot but the next day was hotter than most. The lush jungle felt tired, humid and sticky. Becky worked her way up an inviting little stream. This was new territory and all her senses were focused on finding new bugs. A couple of hours and several discoveries later Becky came to a waterfall. It was postcard picturesque, tumbling over moss and fern covered rocks but Becky hardly noticed it at all.

Above the pool were dragonflies or at least a species very similar. But these were huge with a wing span of nearly 7 feet and such wings, shimmering, sparkling, throwing off all the colors of the rainbow. One of the dragons swooped down towards Becky and hovered, only a foot from her face. The wind from its wings sent Becky's black hair streaming and its huge, multi-faceted eyes appeared to be studying her.

Fearless as always Becky held out her hand but with a deep drone the dragonfly swooped up and was gone in a flash of color. Becky sighed. Such a brief encounter with the most magnificent insect she had ever seen. There were much bigger bugs on Amazonia. She knew on the plains to the north there were grazing beetle like creatures the size of small houses but this was the biggest and most beautiful Becky had seen with her own eyes.

She recorded her observations and carried on. Just above the waterfall there was a pool, large enough for swimming and impossible to resist. Becky quickly stripped off her sweaty clothing. She was only wearing shorts, panties and a t shirt, plus her hiking boots. The water was glorious... clear and cool on her naked skin. As she swam there was a short, heavy rainstorm, typical of this region. Becky stood in the pool, eyes closed, face lifted to the rain, unaware that she looked like a jungle goddess.

Minutes later the sun came out. The jungle steamed, refreshed and Becky likewise felt revitalized. She sat back on a large, moss covered rock and let the sun dry her body. She had no wish to put on her clingy clothing.

As she lay there, spread out naked on the rock, Becky had the distinct feeling she was being watched. She sat up and looked around. A few meters away an insect had emerged from the undergrowth and what an insect! It looked like a cross between an ant and a praying mantis. If it had wings they were tightly folded but its body was bigger than the dragonfly, over eight feet long. It was a rich iridescent blue on its back, paling to an eggshell blue under its abdomen.

The antis (Becky immediately chose that name) crossed the small clearing and approached her. Becky didn't move. She didn't want to do anything to scare the antis away but this large creature was curious, not in the least scared. The antis towered over her. It was about the height and mass of a race horse but its streamlined body was much longer and narrower. Bending down the antis began to explore Becky with its antennae which were long and feathery. As they brushed gently across Becky's face she had to smile. One - because it felt very pleasant in a ticklish way and two - because after all those years of wanting to touch bugs, here finally was a bug that wanted to touch her.
"This is amazing" Becky spoke softly to the great insect above her. "All the other insects I've met here have no interest in humans at all... not curious, or scared, or aggressive. But you... you beautiful thing... you really want to find out about me don't you. And that means you're smart. I just wish you could understand..... " At that moment Becky's monologue was interrupted by the antis lifting her off the ground. It grasped her firmly but not painfully, sliding its front legs under her armpits and with no apparent effort hoisted her into the air so that she was dangling in front of its face.

The antis continued to explore her body with its feelers. As they brushed lightly over her breasts Becky felt her nipples responding. Feather light over her stomach and then down between her legs... exploring her sex. This was delightful, vastly better than any terrestrial insect had ever been.

The antis lifted Becky a little higher and bent its head closer. From between its mandibles a long tongue emerged. The scientist Becky noted the shape of the hypo-pharynx suggested a nectar feeder, but as this slick, sinuous organ touched her labia, the scientist was overwhelmed with sensuality. Using its tongue the antis explored Becky's pussy, gradually forcing its way between her lips and entering her inner sanctum. The antis moved slowly. It almost seemed to be monitoring Becky's reactions. When it discovered something that gave Becky pleasure, like dragging its tongue across her clit, it repeated the action. Less pleasurable places were ignored.

Becky couldn't believe what was happening. This extraordinary insect was penetrating her pussy. Right now it was working its snake like tongue into her vagina, probing deeper and deeper....

The orgasm took Becky by surprise. It came on so fast and with such intensity, plus there was something different about it, something Becky had never experienced before. It was almost as though her climax had an echo, lots of echos or ripples spreading out from the central splash of incredible pleasure. And as the ripples subsided, Becky felt a sense of satisfaction. No more than that, it was as though someone were congratulating her warmly for cumming on the tongue of this beast.

The antis hadn't finished. With gentleness and control that showed remarkable strength, the antis lowered Becky on to the rock and positioned himself over her. Looking down his long body Becky saw something extruding from the end of his abdomen. It was white, glistening with a clear fluid which dripped from the end. It was pointed but not sharp or hard enough to be a sting so had to be a copulatory organ. Becky could see about 18 inches, growing fatter from the tip to the thickness of her wrist.

As the antis curved his abdomen in towards her, Becky opened her legs widely and felt the tip touch her, a little too high. She raised her hips a little and antis slid itself inside her. Becky was extremely wet from the oral sex and the liquid on the antis' cock was super slippery. Unerringly he thrust himself deeper and was soon probing deeper into her body than any man had ever been, stretching and filling her like never before. Becky felt a flash of fear. That cock was much larger than she could possibly take. But again the antis seemed to be monitoring her reactions. He stopped his penetration before it became painful and began to pump his organ, slowly and gently at first.. then faster and more powerfully, increasingly his tempo at the exact rate Becky needed.

This time Becky felt her orgasm building. If he just kept doing that... and that... oh yes... that... dear god that!!! Becky's body arched upwards towards her huge insect lover, gasping cries and moans of ecstasy. A deep, strong orgasm shook her entire body. It seemed to go on for ages and just as it was subsiding, Becky felt the antis cumming inside her. The sensation of the warm fluid pumping into her, flooding her, drove Becky to an even greater climax. Her hips bucked wildly and her screams of pleasure rang across the pool.

As the antis cock pulled out of Becky, its sperm gushed out of her pussy. Without thinking Becky grabbed the cock both hands and drew to her mouth. She wanted to taste its cum but received much more than she expected. As she began to lick and suck on the enormous organ, the antis came again and warm cum splashed all over Becky's face and breasts. The antis sperm had little taste. It was smooth and creamy with a hint of flowers and a suggestion of spice. Becky swallowed several large mouthfuls.

It was then, to her astonishment that Becky heard the voice. It was a warm, rich female voice, full of joy and caring. "Oh Becky well done. Thank you so much... you wonderful, wonderful girl."

Becky's mind reeled in post orgasmic confusion.

"Who... where?"

"Relax my darling. We.. I.. am the hive mind... the Queen if you like. My thoughts are entering your mind and your brain is turning them into words, into your language."

"You feel so familiar... it's like I know you..."

"I've been in touch with your mind ever since you set foot on my planet but I couldn't... speak.. with you till now... until we'd bonded so deeply and passionately that the barriers were swept away."

"Why me? Lots of humans have visited this planet now."

"But you're exceptional dear Becky. The first humans here were looking at my planet as a place to steal or plunder. I couldn't reach their minds and didn't want to. There were some better minds that saw the beauty but none like yours. Your group was different... all good minds.. filled with knowledge, thirsty for more but none of the others had your love for insects... your powerful sexual attraction to them."

Becky blushed. This was the first time in her life anyone had discovered her secret perverted passion. But the voice came back, full of love and reassurance.

"Please Becky, don't be... embarrassed... your sexuality is wonderful.. it's a source of total delight and revelation. I have never felt anything like it."

"But you reproduce sexually don't you?"

"Yes of course. Once every six years twenty or thirty male pump their seed into this body. I store the semen and use it when I choose to fertilize and lay eggs. It is pleasurable... but understand that we are all one... so it is pleasure I give myself." The Queen's laughter was like scattering sunlight in Becky's mind. "You might call it... masturbation. Experiencing sex with an individual outside myself was extraordinary and your climaxes... I have never felt an orgasm before. It's heavenly. Every part of me around the planet was amazed by that rapturous sensation."

Becky was astonished and rather proud that every antis on the planet had shared her orgasms.

"Would you be willing to come and see me?"

"Ah... yes... I would love to... where are you?"

"Not far from here. It will be much faster if you ride the male you mated with."

As the Queen said this the male scrunched down so that Becky could climb onto his back. She found a natural place to sit at the joint of his head and thorax. As soon as Becky was securely settled the male antis quickly moved off and within seconds they were racing through the jungle at a phenomenal pace. Becky felt exhilarated... the wind in face.. the trees blurring by... between her naked legs this fabulous creature.

Her naked legs! Becky suddenly realized that she was indeed naked. Her clothing and her equipment were back at the pool. Without tracking and communication devices....

"Don't worry Becky." The Queen's voice smiled into her mind. "Workers will bring your belongings. You're nearly home."

Through glimpses in the trees Becky could see that they were rapidly approaching a large hill but surprisingly the path dipped downwards and they were in a long wide tunnel... too smooth and straight to be natural. Daylight from the entrance was soon gone but the tunnel.. or in fact labyrinth of tunnels... were not dark. Clumps of small bio-luminescent insects provided a soft faerie light and thousands of them flying about added to the impression of an enchanted grotto.

As they progressed into the nest Becky saw dozens of smaller brown and green antis scurrying about... presumably workers. While they were smaller than Becky's magnificent male they were still large, around six feet long and powerfully built. But magnificence took on a whole new meaning as Becky entered the heart of the nest and saw her Queen.

For the first time in her life Becky really understood the word awe. Without thinking she feel to her knees. The Queen was as big as she was glorious. Easily 30 feet long, the Queen's body shone a brilliant, golden color, paling to lemon yellow underneath. Her wings were vast, shimmering, multi-hued... like a deciduous forest at the height of autumn. Her shining dark eyes, a foot in diameter were fixed on Becky. She moved towards the kneeling woman and caressed her with feathered feelers.

"Welcome darling Becky" Such was the love in her mind voice that Becky found her face wet with tears.

"You are so beautiful...."

"As are you my love. You're feeling small, insignificant. Please don't. Your mind is infinitely wonderful. .. full of new sights and sounds, tastes and experiences. Your presence here is a blessing."

The Queen lowered herself onto the floor... polished to a glass-like smoothness by generations of antis. She gently drew Becky to her and Becky curled herself between the Queen's head and her left foreleg. A worker antis approached them carrying a long tube, sealed at the bottom, which it handed to Becky.

"Drink my darling. Good health, cheers, l'chaim..." The Queen laughed. "So many words for everything. Such richness. Such opportunity for misunderstanding and confusion."

Becky sipped the liquid in the tube. It was cool and delicious... honey flavored but not too sweet with an overlay of fruit and flowers. Becky felt revitalized, no longer hungry or thirsty. With a flash of alarm she remembered that she had missed her check in time with Steffi.

"Don't be concerned Becky. Your equipment is here and Steffi is not worried. I have calmed her mind with the conviction that you are fine. So very fine..." Becky was amazed.

"You can control her mind from here?"

"I can influence her mind but not control. Becky I can touch every mind on this planet. The simple minds... those of the other species I can and do control. The human minds I cannot and would not control. Some I can influence a little... instill peace and well being. But I cannot touch any minds beyond the atmosphere of my planet."

Becky felt a wave of unpleasant suspicion. She sat up. "Have you been 'influencing' me?"

"Oh Becky of course I have. The moment your... lander... descended I saw your shining mind and wanted to meet you. I've been reaching out to you ever since... wanting to talk with you just like this. But Becky I have no wish to control your mind... make you a slave... deceive you. I swear by the life of my planet... I value you... love you far too much for that. " For the first time Becky detected sadness in the Queen's thoughts. "How readily you humans listen to your fears... and fear can be so violent and destructive."

Becky felt ashamed... but then what if the Queen was making her feel that way... what if...

No! This was not a conversation with a manipulative, lying politician or corporate head. Becky had seen into the Queen's mind... sensed her goodness, her love, her joy in a way far more immediate than any contact she had ever had before. Maybe the love she felt from the Queen was being implanted in her brain... but Becky slapped down that idea. If she could not trust this goddess then life itself was a shallow sham.

The Queen's gratitude washed over her... "Thank you for believing in me. So now Becky I can proceed with my plan to make you my sex slave and have endless orgasms with you!"

Becky laughed out loud in delight. The Queen had a sense of humor with a nicely wicked edge.

"That doesn't seem so bad to me." Becky was finding more and more that she didn't need to completely vocalize her thoughts in her mind. She was able to communicate laughter, appreciation of the Queen's joke, her own humor and some genuine sexual arousal all in one bundle of ideas. It was such a fast, effortless and effective form of communication.

"And it will become easier." The Queen replied. "But Becky you do know that I have a purpose for bringing you here... beyond the pleasure of meeting you... even beyond the rapture of sharing sex with you...? I have a request.. a request you are free to refuse. I will love you no less if you do."

"I could feel there was something. You know I would do anything for you... my Queen." Becky looked deeper into the Queen's mind. "You're frightened... you're scared of us... humans."

"Not you my Becky... never of you. But I've seen the minds of other humans who would rape this planet as they plundered others before. They are so greedy they don't care what they destroy... other species are just obstacles to be swept aside..."

"But there are laws..."

"Which are hard to enforce over great distances. I know not all humans are like this but Becky you are so exceptional in your love for insects. I can see that many of your species hate us.. fear us... would gladly stamp on a spider or squash a fly. They would refuse to believe in a sentient insect species or if they did they would react from their paranoia and seek to exterminate the antis."

Beck nodded sadly. It was true. Humanity in some ways had not evolved far beyond the killer ape.

"I am not defenseless Becky." Images appeared in Becky's mind, huge, armored soldier mantis, blindingly fast and deadly, flying, acid spitting nightmares in their legions.

"It must not come to this." The Queen's thoughts were adamant. "Once this planet was as violent as any other. Species preyed on species or fought within their own. There were wars, carnage on a global scale. The antis were not the largest, most ferocious or numerous species but we were the smartest. We used our minds as weapons, modified our genetic structure, gradually became dominant. To our great shame and regret we let the two other intelligent species destroy each other. We could not control them, both were implacably deadly. But other species we could control and pacify. Over hundreds of years we changed this planet so that there was no predation, no wanton killing... rather peace and abundant life."

Becky thought about the human history, the wars, the vast resources spent on making ever more devastating weapons, the violence which was still so near the surface, so easily provoked.

"What can I do?" Becky asked. "I'll do anything I can but on Earth I'm just one of millions. I have very little influence."

"Sometime I will have to reveal myself and then I will need all the help I can get from you and all the enlightened people on earth. But first I need to do what I can to influence humanity. If I foster calm and open-mindedness... your people may be more likely to accept me and respect my planet."

"But how can you do that if you can't reach beyond the atmosphere?"

"I want you to establish a colony for me. If you're willing I will place some of my eggs inside you. ... including a queen egg. When you get back to earth and the eggs hatch I will have a consciousness on your planet. I will be able to touch the minds of earth's billions and influence them in positive ways... not just for the survival of my planet but for peace and harmony among all humans as well."

Becky felt intense excitement at the thought of the Queen laying eggs inside her.... eggs which she would later have to lay herself... in a way becoming the mother of the antis on Earth... perhaps saving Amazonia and Earth at the same time. Or perhaps being the worst traitor of all time. Was she being used as a Trojan horse...? No. She trusted her Queen... and humanity needed all the help it could get. But Becky could see a problem in the plan.

"Before I can return to earth I'll be thoroughly scanned... all the personnel will... to make sure we're not bringing back any contamination. They'll pick up the eggs for sure and remove them."

"I thought of that." the Queen announced calmly. "If you allow me I'll use incorporate some of you DNA into the eggs that I lay inside you. That way my eggs will just appear to be your eggs. They will undetectable."

Becky was convinced and emoted her willingness and enthusiasm to the Queen. Her mind was flooded by the Queen's gratitude.

"Oh Becky... a thousand years from now... your decision will be remembered and celebrated. You are a saint and a savior. And now my darling time is short and I can tell you're eager to proceed. "

The Queen's thoughts became flavored with thrilling sexuality. 'We should make this experience more than a little pleasurable... for us both."

Becky felt a tidal wave of arousal wash over her. A worker antis approached her. A bundle of knowledge from the Queen explained that these specialized workers were like antis technicians and Becky could see that the finger like palps around its mouth would be capable of fine manipulation. The skillful worker antis began to stimulate Becky's body, feathered feelers caressing her face and her breasts... palps opening her pussy lips and along with the long tongue inflicting ecstatic, exquisite sensations.

"Are you ready my love?" Somehow the Queen's mental voice was husky with the same intense sexual intoxication that Becky was feeling.

"Oh yes..." Becky gasped aloud..."Yes!"

The Queen positioned herself above Becky and the little technician which was still working its euphoric magic on Becky's body. Through her half closed eyes Becky saw a long tube extruding from the Queen's abdomen. Foot by foot it snaked closer to Becky's soaking pussy. She opened her legs as widely as possible to receive it. It was about the width of a baseball but Becky's antis fluffer had done a great job, lubricating, stimulating and stretching and now assisted in squeezing the tube into Becky's vagina, pushing in deeper and deeper inside.

Becky felt the Queen's ovipositor touch her cervix and quiver, vibrating so deep inside her. The Queen's mind confirmed that hundreds of tiny eggs were being pumped into Becky's womb and her sensual pleasure in laying the eggs pushed Becky over the top. Becky came, a lovely, long, delicious climax, writhing around the long, thick tube that penetrated her body. All around her she sensed the antis coming with her, sharing and magnifying her orgasm.

As she came down from the heights of her climax and opened her eyes Becky saw male antis entering the Queen's chamber. She couldn't count them all but there appeared to be more than twenty. Becky thought back to her amazing encounter with her first magnificently endowed male.

"They are here to inseminate you Becky my love... to fertilize your eggs."

"Yes of course... but all those... I don't think I can cope with that many."

The Queen smiled wickedly in Becky's brain. "No of course you don't need that many. I thought I might have some as well.... But what's this? You like the thought of mating with lots of males... having them take you one after the other. That's a powerful.. turn on for you. Oh my Becky... your sexuality is so complex.. so many layers, twists and turns. You have what your species calls a strong masochistic streak. That's part of why you loved having insect crawl on you body. This is what you always wanted.. in your darkest hidden dreams..."

Suddenly Becky was stretched out on what she realized was an enormous spider's web. She was naked, spread-eagled and unable to move. Two enormous spiders raced towards her one on each side of the web. Without any hesitation the first forced it's huge cock into Becky's pussy, while the second thrust his massive member up her tight little ass. As the two arachnids mercilessly used her in their sex sandwich.. More massive spiders gathered on the edge of the web awaiting their turn.
The web abruptly changed to a writhing bed of banana slugs, hundreds of them, some over a foot long. They slithered all over her body, even her face. One was pushing its way into her pussy, deep into her pussy until it disappeared. It was followed by another, then another. They packed her pussy so tightly that her stomach was distended by the big gastropods. She could see them moving beneath her skin.

Now she was back with the bees except rather than just crawling on her skin the bees were trying hard to pleasure every part of her. Thousands of bee tongues played over Becky's most sensitive places. Large drones were working industriously on her pussy, doing their best to fuck every inch. And all the while this was happening every human on earth was masturbating or fucking, while watching Becky being the sexual focus of the swarm.

Becky's orgasm was so intense it broke the Queen's concentration and Becky was back in chamber, a male hugely inside her, pumping what felt like gallons of his creamy cum into her cunt. Becky came again, feeling the wonderful ripples of her climax spreading outwards.

Several more males and orgasms later Becky laid back against the Queen who seemed almost as sweetly exhausted as the human. They were beyond words but rather shared feelings of deep contentment, gratitude and love.

The next morning, after a blissful sleep, Becky traveled back to the camp. On the back of a male antis she covered her two day tramp in under three hours. Steffi was glad to Becky return but not unduly worried. The Queen had done her work well.

Together the human scientists packed their equipment and were picked up by a lander in the middle of the afternoon and flown back to base where preparations for departure were in full swing. That night as the scientists enjoyed their staid dinner party, something entered the gathering. It wasn't the wine or the sense of an exciting job well done, it was a joy in each others company, a sense of delight which soon had them all laughing, chattering and even dancing like never before. Becky smiled to herself. She alone knew the influence that made the celebration so special..

Watching her colleagues flushed and so happy confirmed to Becky that she was doing the right thing. The scanners would detect nothing and in a little over three months, in some carefully chosen isolated spot, Becky the Bug would give birth to a new nation. The eggs would slide from her pussy and would hatch into quickly growing workers and one precious, gorgeous new Queen, a unique consciousness but linked with Becky's beloved Queen on Amazonia.

"Together forever Becky my love." The Queen's voice sang in her brain. "Together we will save your world and mine and maybe many more."
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