“Thanks for helping me as usual, Fubuki-Senpai.” Shion slammed her magic book shut making magical sparks fly into the air, then held it close to her chest.

“N-No problem, Shion-Chan.” Fubuki gave off an awkward chuckle, wiping the slime off of the side of her face and flicking the large glob onto the already dirty floor. The witch took note of it and laughed.

“Experimenting with magic is always very messy. You’ll get used to it.” Shion looked at her smugly with a dismissive look and waved her hand in the air, but then paused. “...Though I guess Aku-Tan never did.” She sniffed with a blank stare on her face, staring into space in silence. “Well, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

Fubuki could only smile and chuckle along worriedly.

“But anyway! Now that that’s done, I need to tend to something, so I’ll be going now. Are you going to go get ready for your stream now, Senpai?” As the purple witch walked around the room, she stored her magic binder amongst the shelf of many similarly themed books, then looked back to the white fox, awaiting her response.

“No, I’m taking a day off today, actually.” The fox gives her a dismissive wave herself, resting her tail atop the table, then promptly taking it up as she felt it getting soaked on monster slime. She hid her tail behind her back, away from the witch’s view.

“Ah, I see. Then, I’ll be right back and we can do something fun together later.” Shion stepped near the mossy brick wall and did a circular motion with her right hand, keeping her left hand as an anchor. Then, once the circle ws finished, she pulled her hands apart as if opening a bag, and with that, a portal opened and a large wooden door appeared.

As soon as the witch turned her back and began opening the door, Fubuki’s eyes fixated themselves on the red tinted potion sitting on the highest sections of the shelf, her stare similar to that of a drug addict, much like her close friend Watame. Right before the door closed though, Fubuki heard Shion speak. “There you are, my little bugs. Are you hungry? I brought some-” and the portal closed, the door vanishing with it.

The fox looked to the closed portal, and paused. “Bugs?”

Fubuki ran out the room and made her way as fast as she could towards the portal room, where all portals interconnected.

Despite Shion’s house being incredibly spacious due to witch magic, she managed to find herself in the portal room fairly quickly, though being completely out of breath. She clutched her knees to compose herself again. She then looked around, trying to find that door she saw the little witch walk into earlier. She looked to her left, then to her right. “T-There really are a lot of doors, huh?” The portal room, was in fact, more of a door room. A seemingly endless void of differently shaped doors, big and small; wide and thin. There are doors; trapdoors; cellar doors; hatches; gates…

Trying not to get too caught up on it, Fubuki walked up to one on her left that seemed vaguely familiar. “Maybe it’s this one?” She swung it open, but behind it was only a storage room, chock full of wooden crates. The fox scratched her head and closed it, walking on over to the next one.

“This one?”

“...It’s a bathroom.”

Stubbornly, she went from door to door, trying to find the right one. “This one!”, “I’m sure it’s this-”, “Maybe this tim-”

A pantry; a cell; a massive underground complex of stone and brickwork vast enough to house an entire village inside; a kitchen fully operated by ducks in maid outfits...

After opening a couple dozen doors, Fubuki finally gave up, realizing it would be impossible to go through each and every one of them. There are way too many doors, and many of them looked incredibly similar. It’s not like it was her first time in this room, but usually Shion was always with her to help. That wasn’t the case this time.

In defeat, the white fox simply wallowed her way back to the gaming room, which she by now was quite familiar with on how to get to, even without the use of portals.

On her way there, head down and tail dragging across the floor, a door suddenly opened behind her. “Oh, Fubuki-Senpai? What are you doing here?”

“Shion!” Fubuki’s ears perked up as she turned around to see the little witch Kouhai she was looking for, she almost jumped at her, but stopped right before doing so.

“Y-Yeah?” Shion backed away a bit, giving herself some much needed personal space with a confused look on her face. “What is it?”

“You never told me you had bugs in here, Shion-Chan!”

“I have lots of things here. I didn’t know you were a bug enthusiast.” Shion says it in jest, but one quick look at her SenpaI’s sparkling eyes and wagging tail was enough to change her mind. “...You’re serious?”

Fubuki realized she was behaving oddly and recomposed herself. “A-Ahem… I am. Will you show them to me, p-please?”

“It’s fine, I don’t mind.” The purple witch grabbed a large keychain from her pocket, coming seemingly out of nowhere. From it, she selected a key decorated with a golden beetle and used it to open the door again.

From Shion’s perspective, behind it was just a door full of test subjects, but to the white fox who gulped nervously with eyes wide open, it’s like she had just entered sex shop full of toys just waiting to be used.

The room was circular and quite vast, filled with glass terrariums housing all kinds of insect species, from crawling to flying; from microscopic to bigger than their owner’s head; from bouncy to spiky. All kinds of specimens.

Shion opened her arms, introducing the fox to her collection. “This is where I keep the smaller test subjects. This room in particular is just insects, but the one next to it through that door over there has stuff like rabbits, mice, ha-...”

Fubuki wasn’t even paying attention at this point. She had her face glued to the glass, going from terrarium to terrarium, one specimen even more enticing than the previous one.

“...Right. You just came here to see the bugs.”

Fubuki realized she was being rude and stepped away. “S-Sorry, I just…-” Though the fox was amazed to see all this, her attention quickly turned to the ones in another section of the room, separated by a short corridor which led to another similar in size circular area, hiding not only inside reinforced terrariums, but also behind thick iron bars at the corridor entrance. They looked so different from the other ones in the room, even from such a distance she could tell, it’s as if they were from out of this world.

“W-What’s that room for, Shion-Chan?” She pointed at behind the bars.

“Ah, in there? They are also insects, they just aren’t from this dimension. Well, sort of. You see, they… actually, nevermind. The point is, they are different.”

Fubuki started walking towards them like a child looking at ice cream flavors, stopped by the iron bars. She turned around to ask for Shion to open the gate, but the witch continued. “...And dangerous. Even I have trouble handling them. You shouldn’t approach their cage, Fubuki-Senpai.”

“Ah, sorry.” She chuckled, backing away. But not before giving one particular specimen one last glance. It looked like a mix between a spider and a horseshoe crab, staring right back at her as if analyzing her every movement.

“But still, this is really incredible, Shion-Chan! I didn’t know insects made for good testing specimens.”

“Well, insects are very different from humans, so medical applications are far and few between. But you can still get some fun experiments by poking around.”

“D-Do…” Fubuki gulps. “D-Do you have any flies in here?”

“Flies?” The witch tilted her head in confusion. “No, not really. They are very short lived, there’s no point in keeping them in captivity. I have mosquitoes, but that’s because experimenting with them is actually important, so-”

“C-Can’t you make them live longer?” The fox blurted out, interrupting her Kouhai.

“Nee, you know I’m not a necromancer, right? I don’t operate on that field of magic. Even potion brewing isn’t something I’m very good at, though I have been taking classes lately.”

“I…see…” Fubuki’s ears drooped and her tail lowered down to the ground, lifeless as she sported a sad expression on her face. The witch got worried by the strange mood her Senpai got into, and tried to change the subject.

“H-Hey, if we are done here, how about we go play some Mario Kart? I invited Mio-Senpai earlier today, she’s probably awake by now.” Shion put her hand on Fubuki's shoulder. From behind, she saw Fubuki seemingly wiping tears from her eyes before turning around with her usual cheery expression. “...Let’s go!”

The two of them played Mario Kart all day long. At some point, Mio joined them along with one of her other friends, Okayu, a laid back cat girl who was surprisingly good at the game. The four of them had fun together, though Shion noticed that Fubuki has been acting rather absent minded. Even so, she did not comment on it, hoping that whatever was afflicting her would pass with a couple more rounds of Mario Kart.

As night came and they all parted ways, Shion teleported some delivery food to her home and ate it together with Fubuki. They soon went to bed, marking the end for what could be called a fairly ordinary day, baring the fox’s behavior.

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Morning came, the fox looked at the callendar. “Cleaning day, huh?” She wiped her eyes and yawned, stretching herself out in bed.

After a relaxing hot shower and a lot of tail grooming, she geared up in cleaning attire, grabbed a broom and began cleaning the house, room by room. Once a week, as part of her accord with Shion for letting her live in her home and help with her experiments, she had to clean the house’s main compartments, quite the chore, but nothing compared to what would otherwise be a gargantuan task of effectively cleaning a mansion filled with dozens of corridors and hundreds of rooms.

Whilst cleaning the entrance hall, Shion approached her with luggage floating behind. “Shion-Chan, good morning. Are you going somewhere?”

“I forgot to tell you yesterday, I am going to be away for a while to take care of some business and learn some new stuff. I already put the unused rooms into a time lock so you don’t have to worry about them. Can you take care of the house for me while I’m gone?”

Fubuki’s heart throbbed with excitement, but she turned to her Senpai with an incredibly deceitful default smile. “Of course, you can leave it in my hands, Shion-Chan!” She grabbed her flexed tiny biceps with her hand, striking a power pose as she held the broom between her legs.

“Thanks. I’ll make it up to you when I’m back. I’m kind of in a hurry, so see ya later! Ah, and…” Shion snaps her fingers and the broom between Fubuki’s legs flies to her hands. “I’ll be taking this flying broom. You can have a regular one.” She snapped her fingers again and another broom fell into the fox’s hands. They both shared a laugh, saying one more round of goodbyes, then parting ways.

“One week, all by myself, huh…?”

Fubuki looked at the broom in her hand, then resumed cleaning the house in absolute silence, taking her time to do everything right. Once she was done, she took off her cleaning attire, stored the broom in the broom closet; or rather, the broom room, given that the vast amount of brooms Shion owned absolutely never would fit in a closet alone. The fox patted her hands clean and then took a deep breath, centering herself.

“...”

Immediately after, she took off in a sprint, resisting the urge to get on all fours and running all fox-like all the way to the insect room with all her might. That was, of course, not without making a quick stop by the potion brewing room for one, very small thing. Fubuki had been eyeing that potion ever since she volunteered to stay at Shion’s place to help her. She knew exactly where it was at all times. Sitting among the higher shelves where most dangerous potions stood upon.

Fubuki grabbed a step stool and put it in front of the shelf, getting on top of to reach the potion she desired. There were many very similar looking potions next to it, but she was able to tell which one it was. The fox grabbed it with both hands with utmost care, then stepped off the stool and pushed it over to the side with her foot.

“T-This is…” She took off the cork of the potion and took a deep whiff of its scent. The scent was powerful and almost revolting, making the sensitive fox turn her nose away, but she didn't mind. She had been waiting for this moment for so long. She screwed the cork back on and hurried over to the insect room, making sure to walk carefully so as to not trip on her way there.

Once she arrived and saw all the terrariums, coupled with the fact that she would be alone with them for a whole week, Fubuki couldn’t help but begin squirming in place, letting out noises of excitement as she hugged herself with one hand and held the other between her rubbing thighs.

She started going through the species of each insect in the room, one more impressive than the one before. “Beetles… roaches… crickets… spiders…!” The fox shivered upon seeing the bigger ones, knowing full well by now how that translated into mating time.

“There’s so many, how can I pick just one?” Coming upon a real head scratcher, Fubuki stopped to think. She wanted to experience them all, since each experience was going to be completely different from the other one, enjoyable in its own way. Then, soon, she realized.

“I-I… don’t have to pick just one… I can pick all of them if I want to!” She loudly proclaimed, stretching her arms out to the ceiling in celebration. “But I still have to pick the one to go first… hmm…” She tapped her forehead repeatedly.

“I know, I can just pick it at random! No matter which one I choose, I’m sure it will be good anyway.”

Fubuki chose what in theory seemed to be the easiest option. She sat down the potion at the top of a shelf, walking towards the middle of the room, closing her eyes, pointing with one hand forward, then began spinning herself in place. Wherever her finger was pointing to when she stopped spinning would be the one she’d choose to mate with.

She spinned around, again and again, feeling her hair and tail flutter by behind her. As she started to get dizzy, she stopped. “O-Okay…” Shaking with excitement, she took a deep breath, then slowly opened her eyes. Looking at where her finger was pointing towards, Fubuki is taken aback.

“Is it hiding?”

The fox slowly approached the enclosure with potion in hand. The enclosure seemed to be empty at first, filled with nothing but dead leaves and root tubes, but upon closer inspection, just barely, something was seen moving around under the foliage. Too small and well hidden for any of its features to be made out. It looked like a mosquito, with a bright orange curved and elongated abdomen, but beyond that, it was hard to tell from where she was standing. Fubuki looked at the nameplate on the bottom right of the enclosure for clarification.

The nameplate used the scientific name. “Mekopitera… no, Mecoptera?” Fubuki scratched her head, she had never heard of it.

“...”

“Well, it will be fine!” Fubuki shrugged with a careless smile, then popped the cork of the potion and started chugging it down. She noticed the taste was different, being much more bitter ever since Shion removed the cranberry flavor from the mix, but continued drinking until the very last drop.

 “Uweh. It tastes like bitter medicine.” The fox wiped her mouth with the side of her hand, frowning at the bad aftertaste still lingering in her mouth and smacking her lips. She licked her hand clean all the same so as to not waste any of it, and with one final shuddering from the taste, she got in position for what’s to come.

Fubuki placed both her hands on the edge of the glass and waited for the potion to take effect. Soon, her body began to shrink, and so as she continued clinging to the enclosure, once her body was shrunk to the point of her feet leaving the floor, she was left hanging to the glass, all the way until the shrinking was finished. The process started and ended very quickly, being done in just a matter of seconds.

Fubuki looked down to the ground below her, being hanging off just above a meter and a half in normal perspective, but to her, she may as well be higher than the rooftop of a skyscraper. The sight made her pause for a moment.

“Scary.” She pulled herself up over the rim of the enclosure, and slowly lowered herself inside. Once her arms extended as far as they could go, she took the plunge, falling from what is seemingly a ten meter drop, directly onto a pile of dead leaves. Just as she expected, the fall didn’t hurt nearly as much as she thought it would. Her small body was far too light for the effects of gravity to take place from such a trivial height.

She got on her feet, patting her behind and looking around the place. “Now, if I remember correctly, it was somewhere around the middle…” The fox squinted, paying attention to any movement whatsoever. “There!” As she spotted the critter hiding below the leaves, she got on her bum again, sliding down a tubular plant stem down to the soil.

The fox was amazed at the place she found herself in. A bland enclosure full of decaying plant remains and a weak lamp hanging above, somehow, from this perspective, looks like a jungle in some sort of dead alien planet. The mites and roaches, normally nearly microscopic in size, could be clearly seen scurrying around, still so small that even in her size, Fubuki could step on them just like an ordinary bug.

It didn’t take long for her to find her way to the center of the enclosure. She looked at the pile of leaves in the center, but didn't see the insect inside. “This is where it was, right?” Fubuki scratched her head.

Then, just as she was about to start pulling over the foliage, she heard a clicking noise behind her. A smile grew on her face. “So that’s where you were!” The fox turns out to be met with a large, bright orange-colored winged insect with a massive stinger hanging over behind it. Its legs, barbed like a roach’s, beak-like elongated mouth ending on several small hooks.

“It looks like a wasp, but it has a scorpion’s tail?” Fubuki wasn’t scared at all, despite the stinger being as large as her own body. She appraised her future mate without a hint of worry in her eyes.

“That’s quite the stinger you have there! Can I touch it?” The fox carelessly approaches the amber-eyed insect staring right back at her. She extended her hand to touch it, but it got startled and flew away. “Ah~, come back!” Fubuki clutched her hand with a sad look on her face.

“I wonder if he’s not interested in me…?” She decided to chase after it, looking around the enclosure for wherever it ended up flying to. No matter how much she looked, Fubuki couldn't seem to find it. “It must’ve gone into hiding…”

Defeated, she sat on a small rock, resting her tail atop her lap. As she saw a mite passing by, she picked it up with both hands. “I wonder if you could be my mating partner, little guy?” Fubuki chuckled, then began petting its transparent carapace, letting it stay on her lap to pass the time.

“I wonder how long this new version of the potion will la-” Before she could finish her sentence, she heard something landing behind her. “You’re back!” Fubuki turned around, but all she saw was half a dead roach splattered on the ground, split apart at the thorax.

“Mh?” Confused, the fox looked around the place. She saw the insect, standing a far bit away, sitting atop a mound of foliage, staring back at her, motionless. It didn’t take long for her to put two and two together.

“Is this a gift? For me?” She chuckled awkwardly at the situation. It wasn’t wholly unusual for animals and insects alike to give gifts in the form of food to their partners as an invitation to procreate, and Fubuki knew that. “What should I do? I can’t refuse it, but…” Fubuki stared at the dead bug laying on the ground. A sad sight, but nothing out of the ordinary when it came to nature.

Slowly, she approached the corpse, doing her best to fake a grateful smile. “T-Thank you for the gift. T-That’s very kind.” To drive the message further in, she reluctantly grabbed one of its barely hanging by a thread legs and turned around, facing away from the critter, making loud noises as if pretending to eat it.

With that, the insect was sufficiently satisfied, taking her actions as an acceptance to its invitation. It flew on over, landing right beside the corpse it used as an offering, shaking its tail excitedly in place as it made a buzzing noise with its wings.

“Mm…. s-so good, this is… AH-!” Suddenly, Fubuki is pounced from behind, pinning her down to the ground, face first into the soil.

“W-What was that for?” The fox turns around to see the insect hovering over her, frothing at the mouth as a thick and viscous liquid dripped onto her from its maw.

“O-Ok, I get it, you’re ready. Hold on a second.” Fubuki raised herself off the floor to take off her shorts, followed by her panties, keeping one hand in front of her groin covering her most vulnerable place. She put her clothing below her head to act as a cushion, then, with a shy look on her face, slowly opened her legs wide open, moving her hand up her navel and revealing her already slick, dripping wet pussy to the beast.

“T-There.” It had been a while since she had done something of the sort. Though she was, of course, excited, there was also a lot of anxiousness involved. Fubuki stared at the massive stinger looming over her, twitching around, moving in a short circular motion, clearly excited. She chuckled nervously. “What are you going to do with that?”

The insect held both her legs open with its own long legs, positioning its stinger between them. “W-Wait…!” For a moment, Fubuki thought of the worst case scenario possible, but immediately, she noticed that something was off.

The stinger didn’t look quite right. It was fleshy, and throbbing. It looked more like an ovipositor rather than something made to inject venom. The tail was, in fact, aposematism. Something the studious fox was quite familiar with. This insect evolved to look like a scorpion. Upon realizing that, she looked back to the insect, who was staring at her with its tail retracted, waiting patiently just as instructed.

“A-Ah, you can… go ahead. S-Sorry.” Fubuki was embarrassed, and looked away with a blush. She acknowledged to herself that studying whichever species she landed was the most sensible idea to do. At the very least, knowing if the insect she was trying to mate with would actually end up mating with her, instead of having her as a snack, but at the same time, she felt that that would spoil the surprise and thus ruin the fun, so she decided against it.

She looked down again, the insect pulled out its stinger, now known to be its ovipositor, once more. It looks just as big as it did earlier, if not bigger. The whole thing was over half the length of her arm, though thinner than it. It teased her entrance with its sharp tip, something felt by Fubuki as ticklish. Rather than penetrating, he instead slid the thin ovipositor between her lips in an upwards to downwards motion, slathering them in lubricating fluids. From the thin end to the thicker base, rubbing her clitoris in the motion, the insect moves in a gentle and stimulating way, almost as if the foreplay was on purpose. She could feel the nearly microscopic spikes scratching her labia gently, spikes too small to be properly registered as painful, though just sharp enough to leave her wanting for more.

The fox appreciated the gesture, but foreplay wasn’t what made her come to the enclosure. She was more than ready already even by the time she first saw her mating partner. “I’m grateful, but you can just stick it in. It’s fine.” She warmly smiled at the insect who stopped his motion and stared at her. Without much of a pause, it pulled back its ovipositor away from her lips, then, aiming it forward, it suddenly jammed it in all at once.

Fubuki’s claws came out and sinked into the ground as her body arched upwards, pushed from inside by the creature’s angled phallus and all air left her lungs in a sharp gasp. A strong bulge could be seen on her navel, pushing further and further within, going along the motion of her body. The fox collapsed back down soon after, gasping for air. She had not expected such an intense feeling to rush in at her all at once just from penetration.

“Haah… that was…Ghn?!” Her relaxed state was immediately broken as the insect finally began moving on its own, its tail clamped against her groin as the ovipositor moved steadily, in and out from inside the hard carapace.

Its shape and size, clearly felt by the fox, pushed against the upper side of her internal walls, hitting her G-spot every time it slid back and forth, then, with its length, it reached all the way down to her cervix, pulling back before doing it all over again. The movement was gentle, but not slow or unpleasurable by any means. Her feet curled up as she struggled to grasp onto anything around her besides dirt to support herself through these intense emotions.

“T-This is… totally different!” Said Fubuki through her moans. Her hips were moving on their own along with the insect’s thrusting, desperate for it to feel her even further.

The fox moaned incessantly as her soulless mating partner moved himself into her, the warmth and fluids of their genitals combining. If not for the grotesque beast procreating with her, the motions could only be described as intentionally romantic, almost as if there was something beyond the empty stares of the mindless creature using whatever means necessary to ensure that she bore his seed to fruition. Fubuki couldn't care less whether the insect had emotions or not, as the only thing on her mind was to ride along with the gentle thrusting into her pussy, further bringing her closer to a rapidly building orgasm by the second.

As she was getting lost in thought, the insect suddenly clamped down around her stomach and thighs with retractable horns coming from around his nether regions and intensified its thrusting by holding her in place. The horns, being softly spiked, tickle at her sides, making Fubuki bite her lips so as not to laugh. Her toes curled in all sorts of motions; having been clawing at the ground, doing anything she could to keep her steady grip on, the white fox found herself enjoying the experience more and more.

The movement of the insect began to grow rougher with each thrust, with it now moving the tail along with the thrusting of the ovipositor, as opposed to just letting the internal muscles do the job. The change in pattern begins to rock the fox’s body with force more than usual, reflected in her shaky moaning. Its prodding, moving at an upwards angle, began to move Fubuki’s lower back off the ground more and more. The more she complied with the angle, the better it felt as the sharp, slick and hard phallus of the creature pushed against her G-spot in a way she didn’t know was possible.

Her eyes opened to face the creature hovering above her. Its mandibles, wriggling in her face, salivating like a rabid dog, warm drool spilling onto her bare chest. It emitted a low buzz at all times, barely audible through the wet slapping sounds down below. It was clear the foul-looking beast was enjoying the experience just as much as she was, and for that, she was happy. This feeling, something she missed fondly so. Something primal stirred within her, something that she seldom got to experience.

“Y-Yes… More! R-Right there!” Fubuki wraps her legs around its tail, clenching her thighs strongly against it. Her arms reached for its torso, but it was too high up to be reached, let alone wrapped around. The creature begins oozing even more fluids from its mouth, the smell of which, combined with the ones from copulation, began to drive the fox crazy. Something about it was stimulatory in nature, perhaps acting even as an aphrodisiac.

The penetration was intensifying by the moment, and she could tell that it was already near. The thought of what was to come sent shivers up her spine, electrifying her whole body. Fubuki bit her lips in anticipation, letting out pleasurable moans and using his tail as support to thrust her hips along with his movement. It had been so long since she had her previous partner, and it was finally happening again. The whole experience was just as enjoyable as she remembered. As the creature grew closer and closer to ejaculation, its ovipositor began to hit even deeper, faster, rougher. The insect buzzed louder, wings fluttering, mandibles clattering and claws holding tighter than ever around her stomach.

 The fox was absorbed in her own moans, riding along with the movement of the creature, not stopping to even catch her breath.The sensation of such a grotesque beast making love to her; not just that, fucking her throughly, with intent to breed, was enough to overwhelm her thoughts and any barriers of logic she may have had within. Her claws extended farther and sharper than ever into the ground, and finally, as the insect paused and the fox began to feel something pulsating deep from within its tail, before anything could even happen, she broke out into a loud orgasmic moan, her thighs spasming and her pussy squirting around his tail. A feeling she missed deeply and never quite managed to reach on her own.

Immediately after, she felt a jet of warm, watery liquid flooding into her insides, pressed directly onto her cervix; her womb was rapidly filled up with seminal fluid to prepare her for the main part. Fubuki’s thighs contract inwards, pressing the insect’s tail between them with enough force to split a watermelon. Soon, along with the seminal fluid, small eggs were felt pumping into her, gooey and warm, in great quantity, filling up her womb. Her abdomen flexed up with each burst of eggs being pumped into her; mouth agape, unable to get a word out or moan.

The two of them sat there for some time, its phallus undulating, throbbing, and with each throb, another burst of eggs was plopped into the fox’s insides. Each wave was enough to cause her to quiver and moan, not just from the stimulation, but also at the concept of it all as well.

Once her womb was sufficiently filled to the point of spilling out from the sheer amount, the creature retracted the entirety of the ovipositor back into its tail all at once, causing the fox’s hips to drop down onto the floor from her back arching orgasm. “A-Ah… D-Done already?” The insect stared down at her, gasping for air, a sweaty, cum-filled mess, still spasming on the floor, muscles twitching and hands unsure of where to grip, on the brink of passing out, and yet wanting more. The last thing Fubuki saw was her partner spreading its wings and flying away, shortly before she passed out.

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“Mmm… H-How long have I been out for…?” When she woke up, slowly she started remembering what had happened, looking at her own naked self lying in the dirt with her thighs sticky and wet, and her womb warm and feeling full.

Sitting up was a struggle. Her abdomen contracted so hard during her orgasm it felt as if she was just done with a core body workout. But Fubuki couldn’t help but wonder. "Shouldn't the potion have worn off by now?" Proclaiming to herself out loud as she scratched her head.

"I guess I'll have to wait a little longer…" The fox put her hand at her navel and a flustered smile formed. Remembrances of what happened were flooding back into her mind. She massaged her stomach, thinking about the events, and slowly, her hand lowered down further and further, stopping between her sticky thighs that snapped her out of her moment. "...Once I'm out, first I need to take a shower."

She sat idly on a rock, waiting for the potion to wear off. In the meantime, Fubuki started wondering what she would do next. Shion would be out for a whole week after all, and this was only the first day.

Then, amidst her thoughts, suddenly, a magical cloud engulfed the fox, and the next thing she knew, she was back to her full size, though in an awkward pose, as her regular body was far too large and only her posterior could fit inside the terrarium.

"..." Fubuki did her best to get out of the box without tumbling it over, then hopped down onto the floor. Her legs almost immediately gave out, causing her to collapse onto the floor for a brief moment. The fox stared at her quivering thighs, sore from the whole act. She let out a short chuckle as she struggled herself back on her feet. "I guess I should get some rest first."

The fox wandered through the halls, her legs threatening to give out at any step, with sticky fluids still dripping down her thighs. She constantly looked around to make sure that no one was home, thinking that it would be really embarrassing for Shion to come home early only to catch her like that. Fubuki could feel strange movements inside her womb, something that made her worry.

"Oh no… this is…?" Perhaps she had spent a little too much time resting. She knew what it was, as much as she didn't want to admit it. The eggs laid inside her were already beginning to hatch, and she had no choice but to push them out. Fubuki put the matter aside for now, keeping her mind focused on taking that bath. It wasn't as if she could do anything about her situation. No magic potion could change what was to come.

"Hgn… n-not now…!" The fox collapsed on the corridor floor not many moments after, her legs slightly parted open. The movement in her womb began to grow and she could bear it no longer. Her body was giving into the contractions. It was painful to try and get up, so she just stood there, waiting, controlling her breathing.

She kept looking around, intensely worried about the thought of being caught in such an unbecoming act. Then, acknowledging with a deep sigh of relief that she was truly alone, Fubuki decided to just get this over with. She spread open her legs and began to push, it wasn't her first time going through something like this, she had been through such an experience before.

The species weren't all too different, and thus, the brood wasn't all too different either. At least, that's what she had thought, for when the first of the brood began crawling out from inside her, the difference made itself quite obvious. Covered in spiky hair, with a much meaner looking carapaced head, as the last of its length was pushed out, it moved around whilst still inside her, trying to go free. Taking a few more shallow breaths, the fox pushed harder until the maggot had popped out, covered in her stickiness. She could see the proto-ovipositor acting as the maggot's tail behind it, moving up and down, trying to get its bearings.

"G-Gross…" She took a sharp breath as her moment of relief had been interrupted. Now that the first had come and was already wriggling away from her, the others were eager to come out as well. Fubuki was forced to push, letting out short moans in-between her breaths, and soon, two at once began coming out, disgusting hairy creatures wriggling out, spreading apart her slit.

"C-Come on…" Fubuki pushed again until the two came out at once. She gasped for air, already exhausted, yet she was not quite done.

The fox was grossed out, but for the most part, she was just embarrassed. To some extent, of course, the act as a whole was to be blamed, but in part, she was also embarrassed because it felt good. She felt guilty due to taking pleasure from birthing such foul looking things, things that had come from eggs, from another species entirely. One after another, they came out, wriggling from within. Fubuki was holding in her moans, inhaling sharply between each of her contractions. With each offspring, her stomach felt lighter, her womb could be felt making space. A feeling of relief washing over her, encouraging her to push out more.

Finally, with the last of them having come out, the fox stared at the creatures, wriggling about on the corridor aimlessly, wondering if they had really come out from inside her. She didn't have much time to give them a good look, however, as after some time had passed from them being separated from her body, every single one of the maggots were suddenly magically shrunken back to their intended sizes. The magic at work was more complex than she thought, and she was thankful for it. The thoughts of her birthing a new species of giant flying insects were less than ideal. She looked at herself, at her quivering labia and her abdomen still contracting, and sighed.

Fubuki picked herself up slowly. Her body was still recovering from such an intense undertaking. Leaning onto the walls, she continued on walking towards the bathrooms. Her heart ached as she left her children behind, a feeling that confused her, but she knew they would be better off without her.

Reaching one of the bathrooms, there she took a relaxing shower, making sure to clean herself as much as she possibly could, trying to keep her mind off of the whole ordeal that had just transpired. Not having any clean clothes at her disposal, she made her way to her room naked as she was and crashed onto her bed for the night.

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The next day rolled around, sunlight shining through the blinds, Fubuki still found herself feeling giddy and warm on the inside. She stretched in bed, then let out a prolonged yawn, promptly noticing that she was still naked from last night. “It looks like Mio-Sha’s strange sleeping habits are finally rubbing off on me.” The fox laughed to herself, then hopped out of bed to put some clothes on.

As she put on her favorite sundress and looked at herself in front of the mirror, she paused for a moment, noticing something off. “I’ve… I’ve shrunk.”

Fubuki was frozen in place, speechless. Her clothes felt looser as well. “W-Wait, before I do anything brash, first, I should make sure I’m not just imagining things!” She rushed up to the inventory room, frantically digging through the wooden drawers until she found what she was looking for. Measuring tape. She stood in front of the mirror again, stepping on one tip of the tape, then bringing it over to the top of her head.

“A hundred and fifty centimeters… I knew it, I really have shrunk! By five whole centimeters…”

She calmly folded the tape back over, then set it on top of her nightstand. Fubuki took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. “Now, what should I do?” She spoke to herself. “Should I ask Shion for help?”

The fox envisioned herself explaining the whole story of how all this happened to the witch, enough to make her shudder at the notion. She shook her head, clearing those thoughts away. “...No no no, there’s no way I can do that.”

“...But what can I do?” Fubuki closed her eyes and tapped her head with her finger, then rubbed her chin inquisitively. “For now, I should look around in the potion room. Maybe something there can fix me.”

Thinking it to be better than nothing, she made her way down to the potion room where she and Shion spent most of their time together in. There were dozens upon dozens of potions sitting on the shelves, reaching as far as the ceiling, as well as the ingredients to make some of them just lying around on countertops, next to brewing stands, generally around the floor, clearly out of place due to a messy homeowner.

By now, she was fairly used to most of the potions sitting around the place. That being said, her knowledge was vague, and there were in fact just as many potions she recognized as ones she did not. The most dangerous ones being ones in which she wasn’t sure if she knew or not what their effect was.

“Hm…I’m sure it was around here. Small, green bottle…” Her first targets of course were potions directly related to growth. The most notable of which being a direct byproduct of the shrinking potion, green burnt gunk stuck to the bottom of the caldron after removing the shrinking brew that can be scraped off, set in a low flame and left to liquify, resulting into the potion of growth she was looking for.

“Found it!” Fubuki held a small, dark green colored potion in her hand, more akin to a vial if anything. “If I’m not wrong, this should fix my problem…” She pulled off the cork, and immediately was hit with a nauseating smell that made every muscle in her face contort in disgust. She closed it back up and laid it on top of the table, catching her breath. “Ok, m-maybe I’ll save this for later, when I really need it. What harm can five centimeters do anyway?”

The fox decided to stuff the small potion in one of her pockets in case of an emergency. Her attention now shifted to something of greater importance. The same red tinted, bubbly potion she had used twice by now. With bated breath, she pulled over the stool and reached over the shelf to grab one more of the shrinking potions.

She looked around nervously, then looked back to the potion. “I’ll… I’ll use just one more, and then I’ll drink the growth potion and that’s that.”

Fubuki gently stored it into one of her pockets, then sneakily albeit happily strolled on over back to the insect keeping room. Her initial joy from seeing the place was unaffected even after having seen it twice, and it still filled her with the same wonder and excitement from the first time around. Particularly the fact that she had no idea which one will be her partner for the day. The mystery titillated her to no end.

She changed the water and fed all the insects in the room, something which wouldn’t have been needed were she not to be present in the room due to special timelocking magic Shion had put in place before her departure. By doing so, she got to have a closer look at all the specimens of the room, including the more otherworldly in nature.

With a bucket of live feed in hand, she walked into the other section of the room, passing by the iron bars of the opened gate she had found a key for, breath catching at her throat. The area was darker and felt tenser than the other room. Most noises from the insects like crickets were masked away from territorial magic, making this area dead quiet besides her own soft breathing.

“I-It’s time to eat!” She says with shaky words, unsure of what to expect, being surrounded from all sides with unknown creatures staring right at her Immediately upon hearing her presence, the fox is greeted by one of the creatures in the steel reinforced terrariums jumping at her, making a loud thump against the bullet proof glass of its enclosure where it stuck upon, causing her to be startled, dropping the bucket of mealworms in the process. “Eep!”

The amorphous creature stuck to the glass, its grotesque beak like mouth dead center continues trying to gnaw its way towards her as its tentacles undulate and its spikes clatter against the glass methodically with the rhythm of its appendages motion. Fubuki had no idea what this creature was supposed to be, and had a hard time comprehending it, though at the very least it was clear why it was put together with the insects. Three body sections, albeit ones that blended into one another, antennae, several appendages.There was a clear warning label on the terrarium, but the warning was a symbol the white fox did not recognize, further complicating the situation.

Though risky, she figured it was her own fault for having to feed the creatures and insects in the first place, so she persisted, grabbing the bucket and picking it back up. “A-Are you hungry? I brought some food.” The creature hissed at her, audible even through the thick reinforced glass. Through a double lock system on the top side of the enclosure, Fubuki dumped the bucket of mealworms into, then stepped away, and as soon as she closed the outer hatch, the inner one opened, raining down live feast into the enclosure.

The creature’s attention shifted from the pale skinned scared fox to the easy meals falling down behind it. It unlatched itself from the glass, and through rapid and sporadic movement, it ran all over its enclosure, collecting the mealworms in its appendages by the dozens, quickly gouging itself with them. Fubuki was terrified, but amazed at the physiology of such a beast, wondering how Shion had gotten it in captivity in the first place.

After watching it for some time, it started to appear less dangerous than it first seemed to be in her mind. Somehow, seeing it falling to its instincts like that made her worry less about the creature, recognizing that it was just another insect, with basic needs and functions like any other, even if it did look a whole lot different from what she was used to. Each of the spikes in its appendages seemed to have a mind of their own, stabbing into the meal worms and bringing them over to its maw. The fox watched until it was done. In any case, a fascinating specimen in her eyes, and something she would inquire about later to the witch to learn more of.

There were more creatures in the other cages, each with their own warning, though most were too shy to show themselves. Fubuki peered into one of the terrariums, one which for some reason was a different color from the rest. Inside was simply a large, unblinking eyeball attached to a wall of unending darkness, staring right back at her. With chills in her back and her daily duties out of the way, she considered that to be enough.

Fubuki stepped out of the caged room and into the regular area, taking a deep breath to calm herself. She then reached into her pocket and grabbed the rose tinted potion for herself, watching it bubble in her hand. “Right then! Now, who is going to be my partner for today?” The fox ponders to herself by speaking out loud.

“How should I choose this time?” She scratches her chin for a moment, but quickly devises a plan. To mix up and lessen the chances of landing in the same insect category, Fubuki decides to text one of her friends, Mio, and ask her for a random number.

The wolf replied with the number seventy seven, a lucky number in Japanese superstition, something which Mio was quite versed with, and no further words were needed. Fubuki thanked her with a thumbs up, then set her phone down and began counting the terrariums one by one, from top left towards bottom right. “...Sixty eight, sixty nine, seventy… seventy six, and…!” She pointed her finger towards the chosen terrarium. “Seventy seven!”

The fox happily hopped on over closer to inspect the enclosure, and unlike last time, she quickly saw the insect being housed within, as it was much larger in size. On the nameplate at the corner of the terrarium, it said “Psytalla horrida”. The insect in question, though nothing particularly special, was about the size of her palm, sporting an elongated abdomen, being black in coloration with several orange stripes lining its outer edges, while its limbs are, for the most part, entirely colored. The most notable feature, however, are the spikes lining its carapace from top to bottom, making for a rather menacing look.

Fubuki brought her face up close to the glass, staring at the insect with her bright blue eyes as it went about its business, walking atop dry wood covered in discolored mushroom discs.

“Scary…but kind of cute!” She tapped the glass gently. “Hello there, little guy!” The insect paused for a brief moment, then continued on as usual.

The white fox leaned back out, looked left, then right, then at the potion in her hand. She sighed, with a smile on her face. “Well, h-here goes nothing.” Fubuki flicked the cap of the bottle open with her thumb, then drank the majority of the potion. Just enough to reach the desired size. Then, just as before, she grabbed on firmly with both hands onto the glass terrarium, then waited for the effect to take place.

Certainly enough, her body began to shrink in size, and soon, she was at her desired height, though a little smaller than she anticipated. Perhaps she had drunk the wrong amount. The fox shrugged it off, putting her focus on climbing over into the enclosure, then dropping down onto a large root pushing against the glass. From it, she slid down into the wood chip covered ground, slamming into it butt first as if in a ball pit.

Fubuki picked herself up and patted down her backside, clearing it of any debris. “There we go.” She looked around the enclosure. With several large stumps of drywood covered in nearly identical fungi discs, it would be rather hard to remember where exactly was it that she last saw the bug. However, before she can even take a step forward to search, suddenly from above, a shadow was cast over the fox.

She looked up slowly, and surely enough, the insect was there, staring right at her from atop a large piece of drywood. “Ah, there you are!” said the fox enthusiastically, though the insect didn’t seem quite as happy knowing that someone else was stepping in its territory.

“I guess I should’ve knocked first…” Fubuki laughs awkwardly, scratching her cheek while looking down. When she looked back up, the insect was no longer there. She heard something disturbing the soil behind her, and by the time she turned around, the insect was there, charging right into her, dropping her onto her ass.

“Ow… w-what was that for?!” She retorted, now face to face with the creature. Two large bulbous eyes hiding behind twitching antennae, reflecting the pale fox in its reflective stare. Covered in fuzzy hair with mandibles resembling more so the ones of a spider with a large white spike in the middle, likely its proboscis. Its feet, three toed, composed entirely of three sharp and rather intimidating claws. Seeing this, even an insect enthusiast such as Fubuki couldn’t help but feel a bit scared. Especially with the spikes lining its carapace.

“T-Those spikes really look a lot bigger this up close…” She chuckled nervously again, her tail between her legs, taking a more defensive stance, still on the ground.

“...” The two of them stared in silence at each other, the only movement being the clicking of its salivating jaws and its prodding antennae.

“M-Maybe I should go. I-It was nice meeting you.” The fox got off from the ground, then turned her back and began walking away. “In which pocket did I leave that growth potion again? Ah, found i-” Before she could finish her sentence, faster than she could blink, two claws wrapped themselves around her abdomen and pulled her in, causing her to drop the potion on the ground.

“Wha-” Fubuki took a moment to realize what had just happened, finding herself being held by the frontal claws of the insect right under its mandibles. By the time the dreadful situation she was in even begins to settle in, it was already too late. The insect suddenly stabbed its proboscis into Fubuki’s right thigh, causing her to yelp in pain, and then followed by that, a warm and dulling pressure inside her leg that began to spread throughout her body.

“S-Stop! Let me go!” The fox begins to struggle, turning from side to side, pushing with her hands and trying to kick with her legs, but that only causes the insect’s claws to dig into her tighter. Soon, she noticed something. Her right leg was unresponsive, and the rest of her body followed suit, ever so slowly.

“W-What are you doing to me…? I…” Before long, her whole body was completely unresponsive, her ears began to droop, and a fog started growing in her mind. The insect continued injecting her with an unknown agent, with the fox feeling sleepier and sleepier, until eventually, she fell asleep in its grasp.

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“...mm…” Something nudged her in her sleep, an unknown amount of time having already passed.

“...what…?” Slowly, her eyes opened up, her mind feeling groggy and sluggish. Things took a while to settle in. Her eyes saw the insect on top of her, savagely tearing her clothes apart, but her brain didn’t quite register it yet. Her senses were still dull, she couldn't even feel the claws of the creature scratching her in the process of forcibly removing her clothes as anything more than faint sensations of pressure on her skin.

Fubuki slipped in and out of consciousness for a few moments. Minutes perhaps. She could not tell. However, in one of those moments, just as she was about to fall asleep once more, she was suddenly awakened by a force unknown picking her up and dropping her down face first into the ground, with her ass aimed upwards. The motion was enough to trigger her back into near full consciousness, and with a drooling mouth tasting damp dirt, she began to realize just exactly what was it that was happening.

“W-Wait, you’re- Unnf!” With its frontal claws, the insect pulled her legs apart and began climbing atop of her, putting pressure on her body from its weight. From the gap between her legs, face lying in the dirt, she sees the creature’s throbbing phallus, slick from lubricating fluids, thicker than a fist and shaped almost scythe-like upwards, with the tip angled downwards, with weird nodules, small spikes and bumps in every part. A shape befitting the vicious looking insect that boasted such an intimidating appearance.

Fubuki was scared, a feeling reminiscent of her first ever encounter with an insect in this size, but yet, her body longed for something. In her mind, she was split between struggling and simply letting it happen, whatever it may be. Those two opposing contradictions, coupled with the paralyzing agent still lingering in her veins, made her body unable to move entirely by a will of her own.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the words got caught in her throat. In any manner, the insect, having climbed on top of her, pushed her head into the dirt with one of its front claws with the other by her shoulder, not caring for any words she may hold, then held her sides in place with its middle claws, and finally, its hind legs supporting its weight to keep itself in place, his phallus already resting atop her bare ass, leaving juices all over her skin.

Without any manner of foreplay or further initiation, as if with a mind of its own, the creature’s member wriggled about, prodding, looking for her entrance, and soon it found one. However, not the one Fubuki was expecting it to find. She moaned into the ground, feeling a stabbing sensation in her backside as the insect’s tip entered her anus, and began inserting itself deeper into her.

“A-aahh…T-That’s-...! Mmmfffp!” The fox protested, but was immediately silenced by the creature slamming itself into her as deep as it could go, knocking all the air out from her lungs. She felt the protruding bulge forming sharply in her stomach as the thick member forced her insides to make way for its abnormal size. Slick to the touch, covered in lubricating fluid, she felt its every bump, each of its details down to the individual fleshy spikes, pressing at her insides, giving her a wide range of sensations.

Just as Fubuki began to get acclimated to the member being inside her, without any warning, the creature grasped firmer with its claws onto her pale skin, then began moving. Its abdomen, moving forward, humping against her backside; each time it did so, its phallus throbbed along with the motion, momentarily engorging inside her, making for an even tighter fit, as if being pumped with every thrust. The fox was wholly unable to get used to the sensations as it grew and shrunk at a moment’s notice, just enough to throw her off.

The creature let go of her head, instead mounting both its front claws besides her shoulders, giving itself better stability. Just by their side, Fubuki herself was clawing at the ground, trying to keep herself together against the violent incessant humping happening from behind her. Each time her stomach bulged with his thick shaft, she let out an involuntary moan, her actions being beyond her control by this point. Her thighs were already once again slathered in her own juices from her own excitement. Though unexpected, Fubuki found herself enjoying this situation just as much, if not more, than her previous encounters. Something deep within her, burning, getting off on the feeling of being dominated, without a say in the matter. Degrading herself as she was taken by a lowly insect, moaning, quivering, gasping for air as she enjoyed the every thrust, every twitch, every single motion happening inside her.

Soon, as the paralyzing agent began to wear off, Fubuki even found herself moving along with the beast. Every time it pulled out, as soon as it began thrusting back in, the fox moved herself as well, slamming her hips into his hard carapace with a loud, wet smack followed by a moan of her own, an act that allowed her to enjoy the full length of the insect’s twisted and nodule riddled shaft.

As if to teach her place, the insect grew even more violent with its thrusting, seemingly putting every ounce of force in its rigid body into slamming against her backside. Her intestines expanded, then shrunk, then all over again, and again, and again. Possessing great endurance, it allowed the fox to allow herself to get lost in the pleasure. And so she did. Her mind, wandering off, her body, moving on its own as moan after moan leaves her lips. Being covered in bumps and thick nodules, the creature’s phallus popped in and out of her, effectively giving her a knot with each thrust, Fubuki shivered each time it did so. She could feel it, deep within her bowels, the tip, prodding to go deeper, contorting inside her intestines, searching for the ideal place to deposit its seed.

Wet smack after smack, being fucked senseless by the grotesque beast, the fox felt bubbly inside. Whenever it hit her deepest parts, tingling electricity flowed through her body, her toes contorting, breath catching at her throat; the pause between each thrust felt like an eternity to her, and yet, the moment the spiked insect pushes forward, its as if everything came together, the heat, the viscous slickness and the thickness of the member, fulfilling her primal, bestial needs. Fubuki could feel an orgasm coming about, despite her cunt being completely untouched. Her moans grew softer, focusing on that feeling growing inside her, letting it come to the surface. She bit her lips, her fingers locking up, her body in wait for the moment to come.

“A-aah…Y-yes, keep…A-a-ahhmmm… g-going!”

The insect continued his intensity, be it its best or otherwise, as it did not sense or care about her orgasm. Yet, the fox could feel it coming all the same. From her softer moans, with each pounding at her backside, they grew louder and louder again, and soon, she was practically yelling out her pleasure. The feeling in her abdomen rose further until she could hold it in no longer.

Amidst his thrusting, at no chance of pace of motion, as the creature continued on as usual, Fubuki finally hit her orgasm. She lost control of her body, gripping her hands tight, going breathless, mute, unable to even moan as her thighs quivered uncontrollably, an intense sensation reaching all throughout her body, one she could never get quite used to. Her feet curled inwards and outwards, her abdomen contorted and the wordless fox raised her head as her back arched and her tail shivered. She continued being pounded through her orgasm, an act that certainly did not serve to stop it. Dragging on for seemingly a blissful eternity, eventually, she could feel it gradually crashing down, until finally, as her body collapsed, she was able to catch breath again.

Her legs were still twitching, her intestines still being ravaged, Fubuki lay limp as a rag, basking in the afterglow of her usual mind numbing orgasm, achieved only through such means. Being taken by a lowly beast such as an insect, nothing could compare to the highs she would reach during aforementioned acts. She found herself drooling onto the ground, now moaning again as the insect finished its business. The fox could tell it was close as well. Diverse as insect species may be, that familiar twitching, the break in rhythm and the engorging of the member inside her could only mean one thing. The thing that she had long been waiting for.

The insect’s pace, albeit still rapid and violent, was growing erratic, its claws were digging deeper, and its mandibles grew more excited. At that point, it did not take long. The creature let out a low pitched shriek, pushing his thickening member into the fox one final time, going deeper than ever before, ramming against her navel in the form of a very pronounced bulge, and there he stood, motionless. For a few brief seconds, not much of anything had happened, but then, with an all too familiar twitching, Fubuki knew to brace herself. The creature’s middle claws tightened even further around her torso, making sure the fox wouldn’t escape. Not that she had any such plans in the first place.

The seminal fluids flooded in first, not particularly viscous, but warm all the same, preparing her for the next part much the same as the last time. She felt the bulging passing through the creature’s member, into her colon, then finally, with a loud wet pop being felt inside her, the first egg was deposited, deep within her bowels, as thick as the creature’s own member. Fubuki’s whole body jumped at the feeling, but she held herself back, waiting for more. Egg after egg, varying in size by a small margin, plopped into her intestines, one by one, stretching out her walls to make place for more. The eggs were even warmer than her previous partners, and more importantly, much more filling. Having only a couple inside her already gave her a feeling of fullness, yet they only kept coming, more and more deposited into her infertile chambers, the insect trying his best to ensure that she would lay as many of its offspring as possible.

Fubuki was taking small, but deep breaths. Her hips twitched each time an egg was forced inside her, thrusting forward involuntarily. She laid there with a deep blush on her face and an embarrassed look, waiting for it to be done. The fox could feel her stomach starting to bulge, and she could only wonder how many more would be put inside. As with each egg, more seminal fluid was also pumped out, at some point or another she could feel it dripping out of her due to being overfilled.

After laying there for many-a-minutes, enduring the final stage of the breeding process, the insect finally felt like it was done, but not by the lack of trying. Fubuki could still feel its member, twitching, pulsating, doing short thrusts, doing its best to pump out whatever it could. Catching her by surprise, one final egg was deposited into her, causing her to gasp and clench her fists, and with that, both knew the act was done. The creature slid out his thick phallus from several inches deep within her colon out from her almost in an instant, popping out and unmounting her, leaving the fox with an embarrassing gape as her hips collapsed onto the ground. The insect, wanting no more of her, quickly parted ways, being nowhere to be seen in just a matter of seconds after the act was done, leaving Fubuki as a quivering mess, lying on the ground just as one would on a bed, unable to command her muscles to act.

“I-It’s… done…” She sighed, in both satisfaction from the whole ordeal, and disappointment that it was over. Broken as she may be, she felt like she could keep going for hours. In any case, enjoying her current situation, belly full and warm with eggs, it was only proper for her to doze off on the spot, as per usual.

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Oddly enough, just as last time, by the time she woke up, she was still in her shrunken state. The potion was not meant to last for this long, especially given that she did not drink the whole thing this time around.

“So using the potion has this sort of side effect too, huh…?”

It was natural for her to worry. If she were to drink it enough times, would there eventually be a time where she wouldn’t return to her original size anymore? She did not know. Luckily, she had the growth potion as an emergency plan. Though she had dropped it in the earlier scuffle. Now would be a good time as any to go looking for it. However, it didn’t take long at all for her to find it, given that the potion, separated from her body, had already returned to its original size, now towering the fox as its green contents bubbled in the light.

She sighed, resting her back against the giant vial and dropping down to sit on the ground, waiting for the potion’s effect to wear off.

“Aaah… m-my… butt.” Sitting on the ground only accentuated how sore she was. Fubuki poked at her stretched out belly, feeling the eggs being sloshed around by the act, deep inside her intestines.

"Nh… I don't feel too good…" Fubuki felt something deliberately moving inside her intestines. Putting her hand to her navel she could feel the twitching. "A-Again?" The eggs had already hatched. She did not realize she had been out for so long.

"I need to- Gh-!" The fox fell down to her knees, clutching her stomach. The movement this time felt less so like wriggling, and more like scuttling. Not as if there was space to scuttle inside, but whatever was in there was definetely trying. Not just one, but many. The entire lining of her lower intestines was being roused by these eggs that were hatching.

"This is…trouble." Fubuki knew that waiting would only make matters worse, potentially, way worse. She got on her knees, then spread her legs and leaned forward, pulling up her tail. "J-Just do it and get it over with." Taking several deep breaths to calm herself, the fox began pushing out. Whatever had hatched inside her was deposited in quite deep. It was no easy task to get them out.

Fubuki pushed and pushed, and then, feeling the movement getting more deliberate near her colon, she knew it was close. With one final push, one of the brood came out from her backside, landing onto the floor. The fox was hesitant to look behind, but she did so anyway. Instead of the usual larvae she was used to, this one was a broodling. Resembling the insect she had mated with, just much smaller and with transparent carapace. Its lega were yellow and its thorax red. Ordinarily such a critter would be miniscule, but to the fox, it was bigger than her fist, and thus quite hard to push out.

She groaned, then moaned, then took several quick breaths only to put in force and do it all over again. This fox was quite used to the process of giving birth by now, just not in the way she'd like to.

"C-Come on… Haah…haah…" The more she pushed, the easier it got. The broodlings were effectively crawling out of her already, coming out one after the other. It felt weird, Fubuki didn't know how to feel about it. It was oddly stimulating, but not quite the same as the previous experiences. In many ways, she was even more embarrassed, but by now, this was already becoming routine, so she did not mind it as much.

Pushing out what felt to be the last of the brood, Fubuki looked behind her to make sure none were directly underneath, then, as she confirmed it so, immediately collapsed onto the ground. She let out a gasp of discomfort as her butt was incredibly sore, but she had bigger worries now. Fubuki looked at her offspring, scuttling about, already quite capable and agile. They needed to be so to survive in nature. She was glad none of them had fox ears of tails, but in hindsight, she realized that wasn't quite exactly how it worked.

Fubuki sat there, panting, rubbing her stomach, watching as one by one, the brood she had just laid disappeared into the foliage. After some time, all of them were gone, and the fox was left alone, with a puddle of viscous goo sitting below her. Luckily, she didn't have to endure it for long, as yet again, a burst of magical smoke appeared, and when she opened her eyes again, she was sitting naked inside the terrarium, way too small for her size.

Fubuki stepped out of the terrarium, then turned around and carefully grabbed the growth vial from inside. Before stepping away, for a brief moment, she saw something scurrying about. The spiky insect, climbing over some drywood, going on about its business just as if nothing had even happened, completely unaware of the children wandering about the enclosure. The fox smiled fondly, waved it goodbye, then went on to the bathroom to take a bath, satisfied with her encounter. On her way there, she had to walk in a rather awkward stance, with her legs open, given that just having them close together was enough to cause her some soreness.

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In her room, drying her hair with a towel, she looked at the mirror yet again.

"I've gotten even smal-" Fubuki paused in shock, then cleared her throat and tried again. "Ahem...s-smaller." Her voice was a higher pitch, less mature sounding. Certainly a side effect of the shrinking.

"This is… trouble. It's like I'm turning into a loli!"

The contrast scared the fox, given that her body, in its properly shrunken form, did not appear out of the ordinary. Only when she grew bigger did her looks change. She deduced it was only natural, given that it wasn't as if her age was changed, or something of the sort. it's simply her body retaining attributes from the time she spent shrunken down.

"...Well, since I'm already like this, maybe I should drink the potion now?"  Fubuki took the green vial in her hand, then pulled out the cork. She stared at it, motionless, deep in thought, already accustomed to the smell.

The decision was a tough one, knowing that if she drank it now, it would be the end of her experimenting, at least until Shion made more of the growth potion. But as she thought back to her experiences, her womb began to ache, influencing her thoughts, filling them full of lust.

She put the cork back on the vial, then set the potion down. "M-Maybe just one more time. One more time! And then I'll drink it!" The decision was made. She spent the rest of the evening trying out outfits and taking photos in front of the mirror, taking advantage of her new temporary body. Then, as night arrived, she dived straight into bed, sleeping on her side, since any other position was rather uncomfortable to her mistreated body.

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As expected from the rough treatment the day before, the first thing she felt upon waking up was soreness all around. The scratch marks, though quite shallow, were also a contributing factor to her situation. Fubuki carefully sat up, using only one side of her butt as she did so. Today, she would be taking time off to relax. Her body had already gone through quite the ordeal the last time. Further aggravating it would leave her out of commission for days. She needed to look presentable by the time her witch friend came back home.

With a mug of hot tea in hand, enjoying the sunrise, the fox pondered. “Now then… what should I do to spend the day?” She pondered, and pondered. But her thoughts always kept coming back to one thing. She shook her head. “I need to rest my body! In the meantime, I guess I’ll clean.”

Fubuki spent the better part of her day cleaning the halls, swapping the potions she had taken for vials filled with diet cranberry soda, picking her cloth fragments out from the enclosures. Once she was done, she put down the broom, patting her hands from a job well done.

“...” And yet, her problem still remained. She put her hand to her belly, longing for it to be filled. Fubuki sighed. The indecent fox spent the rest of the day masturbating in bed, reminiscing about her recent encounters and fantasizing about future ones. In the end, she did it five times in a row, then fell asleep from exhaustion, still sexually frustrated, wanting something more.

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The first thing Fubuki did come morning was changing the bedsheets. Her body, though still sore in some spots, was feeling much better. Five days had already passed. This, in theory, would be her last day of enjoying herself, baring one rest day to make sure Shion wouldn’t notice any strange marks on her body, and she had big plans to spend said last day.

Having done all the chores the last day, she had nothing else to do but head straight for the potion room for the usual. Fubuki grabbed the stool, placed it in front of the wooden shelf, then climbed atop it. However, no matter how much she looked around, she couldn’t find any more shrinking potions, only her cranberry soda replacements.

“I guess I must have drunk them all… what should I do?” The white fox stepped down from the stool, bringing her hand to her chin and going deep into thought. “Ah!” Fubuki hit the bottom of her fist against her palm. A realization had hit her. “The old storage room!”

Shion had another room where she kept potions inside of, discarded potions; ineffective potions; outdated or expired ones. Knowing it to be not the safest of options, she couldn’t resist it, and ended up going anyway.

Accessing the room was rather trivial. There was a key inside one of the wooden drawers of the potion room, that when used against any wall of this room in particular, would lead to the old storage room. Fubuki knew that, of course, because she had been there before, assisting Shion on the disposal, or rather, proper storage of now volatile potions deemed too risky to be used.

Opening the magical door, the fox was greeted by the sound of the time lock spell being undone, followed by a breeze of stale, dusty air. Though accessed often enough, cleaning this room was an ordeal rarely taken by the witch, given that any accidents in there could be potentially disastrous. And also because Shion was rather lazy.

The room, more similar in appearance to a large warehouse, was filled to the brim with enormous wooden shelves, reaching almost as high as the ceiling goes. Between them, wooden beams kept the whole structure together. It was obvious how long ago this room had been built when compared to some of the other more modernized rooms of the witch’s mansion. Nearly every single one of the shelves was loaded with potions, almost nauseating to look at, given the wild expanse of colors, shapes and sizes to look at. Luckily for her, the shelves were categorized, albeit only the shelves, since again, the witch was lazy. Not like the fox could blame her, given that with such a multitude of potions it would take several weeks to label them all.

The shelf she wanted to look into was one labeled “size”. Being quite the generic descriptor, Fubuki would have to rely on memory alone to find the potion she was looking for. Luckily, she had gotten quite familiar with the shrinking potions and how they looked, so spotting it, even among the sea of other very similar concoctions was a rather trivial ordeal.

The fox brought over a ladder and snatched the potion right out of the shelf, being careful as to avoid touching any other vials sitting nearby. Getting back down, she gently blew away the dust, then wiped away at the glass with her sleeve.

“Found you.” Fubuki had a warm smile on her face. She happily frolicked on out of the room, shutting the magical door behind.

“Now that I have this, all that’s left is to go pay my little friends a visit!”

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Once again, she found herself in this room. But today, she had a special goal in mind. Rather than picking from the usual selection of insects in the terrariums, Fubuki turned to the caged off section. Each creature in there was a surprise to the clueless fox, in both appearance and behavior alike. She looked around as if window shopping, trying to pick out one of the more docile ones from the bunch, yet one that would also be a good choice for mating with.

There proved to be plenty of acceptable specimens, surprisingly enough, or perhaps not, given how vast Shion’s collection of otherworldly creatures was, but she settled on one specific creature, one that had piqued her interest. A flathead made of hard carapace, ladled with dozens of tiny red spots for its eyes, having an antennae on each corner of its head; the two facing forward being much longer. The head expanded into a thicker torso, smooth in texture, which then segmented into a long, narrow tail that ended in yet another antannae. It slithered across the ground of its enclosure with six long legs being dragged behind it, having its tail right between them. Given the fact that it did not use its legs to move around, it was a mystery how it could move to such an extent, especially with such dexterity and agility.

The thing that caught Fubuki’s eye, the behavior that differentiated it from the perplexing rest, was the fact that once she approached it and it, in return, noticed her presence, as some form of defense mechanism, or perhaps a predatory one, instead of running or leaping at her like most others, this creature instead lifted itself off of the ground with all three pairs of its rather long legs, three on each side, and unfurled its erection towards her, making for quite the tall and intimidating stance. A common intimidation tactic in primates, yet an alluring bait for this particular fox, given the unique shape and size of its phallus. Before she could get a proper look though, the creature, startled by her sudden movements of interest, hid away deeper in its enclosure, thus leaving her with unsatiated curiosity, wanting another peek at the member it sported.

"It's perfect. But… a bit too big. I wonder if I can shrink down to the proper size?" The otherworldly insect, if one could call it that, was about the length and thickness of her arm. Something far too big for the usual potion's effect. It was quite the conundrum for the fox. But soon, she thought up an idea.

Fubuki grabbed  the green vial from her pocket. "Instead of shrinking down myself, I can just use this potion to make it grow a little bigger instead!"

She paused, and thought about it a little longer. "That sounds a bit dangerous, but…"

The fox stared at the potion in her hands in silence, determined to make it work. When she looked up, she noticed the insect in question staring at her, but she made no note of it.

“I still really want to try it! I can make this work, I just need to…be careful with the dosage”

With a last minute idea sprouting up in her head, Fubuki looked around, then rushed all the way back to the potion room. This time, not for a potion, rather, one of its ingredients. She opened drawer after drawer until she eventually found it, a small sachet filled with powder.

“Got it!” The powder in question was a key ingredient for making generic immobilizing potions. Her way of having a backup plan in the event of a worst case scenario. She sprinted back to the insect room again, arriving out of breath from all the rush and taking a moment to recompose herself. She walked into the caged room. At every moment as she walked around the room preparing everything, the creature stared at her, never breaking contact or shying away.

Fubuki was a bit anxious at her own plan, not because of the dangers of it, but simply because she had never been taken in front of such a large audience, even if they were insects. But it also excited her. In her mind, she could show them how good it feels to breed, and maybe at a later time, they too could get their turns.

She began by taking off her clothes, then took a deep breath, tossing the clothes to the far side of the room. “Alright… I hope this works out…” Fubuki clutched the magical sachet in her pocket to make sure it was there, then walked up to the enclosure of the insect. It did not react, and simply continued staring back at her. The fox took that as something good, believing it to be a sign of docility, and began dripping some of the concoction into the cage from a small hole at the top, directly over the creature.

At first, it recoiled from the feeling, but by the time it backed away, Fubuki felt that she had already given enough of a dosage to it. She stored the potion in a drawer back in the other room, then, walking back into the caged area, she locked the gate behind her. By the time she was back, the creature had already grown to a more desirable size, now being a bit too small to properly live inside its enclosure. It was time. She began unlocking the front section of the terrarium and opening it up.

Fubuki greeted it with a smile. “Come on little guy, don’t be sh- MHM?!!” but as soon as the cage was opened, before the fox could even finish her words, the creature leaped from its enclosure directly onto her, latching onto her face and causing her to tumble down onto the ground. Fubuki could not tell what was going on, and frantically began trying to remove it away from her face. It was no good, its legs were wrapped around her tight. As a desperate measure, she grabbed the sachet from her pocket, and did her best trying to open it with just one hand. Before she could finish, the insect nimbly smacked its tail into her hand, making the sachet fly halfway across the room.

“Mmmh??!!” The fox found herself in quite the bad spot, still gagged by the insect on her face.

As she tried to kick it off, suddenly, she felt something, trying to pry her mouth open. Fubuki tried to resist, but it was no use. Four sharp claw-like things held her mouth agape as she continued to struggle, but then, from the creature's mouth, or whatever may it be, the fox felt a tentacle-like appendage forcing itself into her throat.

"Mmmh!!! Mhmm!?!" Her eyes opened wide in shock as it continued going deeper and deeper down her esophagus. Then, as it reached the entrance to her stomach, the appendage began delivering some sort of viscous liquid, which rapidly filled her throat up. Fubuki wasn't sure what was happening, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't resist. The fluid was being delivered directly into her stomach.

As more and more was pumped in, the fox's struggle began to die down. The strength in her limbs wasn't quite there anymore. Eventually, she was completely pacified. Her legs and arms dropped, allowing the insect to continue its work. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her stomach was beginning to swell up from the fluids. Finally, after what felt like forever, the tentacle pulled out from her throat, back from whichever hole it came from. Then, the creature unwrapped itself from around her and stepped away, leaving her to her own devices. Fubuki sat up, coughing, gasping for air. It was still hard to breathe, it hurt to do so. She had her hands around her throat. It took a while for her to compose herself.

Still gasping for air, the fox looked at the creature who had violated her mouth. The experience was less than desirable. "W-What did you do that for?!" Fubuki wiped the drool and tears off of her face, then tried standing up. Immediately, she stumbled down.

"What's going on? M-My body… it's…". The fox tried again, but the results were the same. She had lost control of her body. It wasn't responding as she wanted it to. It almost felt as if she was drunk. The warmness came soon after. Even naked, too hot for her to bear. She was sweating, her cheeks and ears blushing bright red. She was still breathless, but now for a different reason.

"W-What did you do to me? This isn't like the other one…"

Unlike the previous experience in which she had been paralyzed, in this instance, she still could feel and move everything, uncoordinated as it may be. If anything, she could feel even more. The softest of breezes in the room were giving her goosebumps, her fingers touching her skin felt much more stimulating, and the area between her thighs was soaking wet.

As Fubuki struggled to get her bearings, the creature made a sprint for the exit. Unlike its appearance indicated, the hard carapace was malleable at its will, and thus, it easily passed through the gaps in the cage and started making a mess in the other room.

“H-Hey, get back here…!” She tried her best at getting up, but in the end had to resort to crawling her way towards the creature. Climbing and causing shelves to fall down, tipping over terrariums, releasing live feed stock, Fubuki was utterly helpless to stop it. She made her way out of the caged room, and collapsed on the spot at the center of the main area, having no more fight in her.

“What should I do…? Shion is going to…” The fox stared at the ceiling and sighed as the insect continued making a mess, running in circles around the room, climbing the walls, falling down from the ceiling and resuming its desperate rush, trying to find an exit.

Eventually, it finally realized it was hopeless. There was no way out of the room that it could find. The creature stared at the door for a few moments as if rationalizing, then turned its gaze towards the helpless fox, lying on the ground, dripping from between her thighs, panting, blushing. Body hot, as if she had come down with a fever. She felt floaty, despite her current state. The situation had gone so terribly wrong that Fubuki couldn’t help but laugh at her clumsiness.

In the midst of her delusions, the fox was suddenly woken by something crawling between her legs, then onto her stomach. She mustered up the strength to look, raising only her head. The insect was lying on top of her, staring right back. “H-Hey…” Fubuki lifted her hand to wave, something which the creature must’ve taken as a threat, given that it immediately shut her down by pinning her hand back on the ground with one of its claws.

“You finally got tired of running around?” She chuckled, unable to take the situation nearly as seriously as she once did.

It continued by pinning down her other hand, then her thighs. Finally, with its remaining two legs, it lifted its body off the ground, then aimed its tail towards the fox. From its tip, something began coming out. Fubuki’s eyes were captivated, hypnotized. In her vulnerable state, she watched as the creature’s phallus engorged, from initially just a thin worm-like thing into a proper gaping tentacle, full of segments, each of which’s rim was thicker than the rest of the length and covered in spines. The fox opened her legs, much to the insect's displeasure, even though she was only trying to facilitate its work. It shrieked a horrible noise which hurt Fubuki's sensitive ears. She learned her lesson, and simply gave full control of her body to it.

Being already naked, soaking wet, pinned down and in position, there was nothing standing in the way between them and the next logical step. Fubuki was ready and waiting with bated breath, unable to take her eyes off of that thing protruding from its tail. It slapped itself onto the fox's belly, then slowly dragged itself downwards, leaving a sticky trail behind. Fubuki jumped as soon as she felt it slithering across her groin, due to how sensitive she was, it was hard to bear even the slightest of teasings. Deep down, she was still tense and worried. If even skin deep stimulation was enough to cause her such a reaction, then what would happen during the real deal? She did not know.

The creature’s member dragged around all over her, wrapping itself around her leg, slipping between her thighs, prodding around her anatomy thoroughly. Eventually, either from having found its target, or mayhaps from being satisfied with whatever it was doing, the insect pushed its tip against her slit, trying to force it in, albeit at the wrong spot.

“That’s not… let me-” Fubuki tried bringing her hand over to help, but the creature simply hissed at her and pinned her down harder. “Ok, ok! I’ll let you figure it out yourself…”

It narrowed its thickness at the tip, then brushed at her entrance in an up and down motion. Finally, it sensed an opening, and immediately forced itself inside. The fox’s eyes widened and she let out a short gasp, for yet again, the wrong hole was found.

“A-Ah, I don’t think you- Khn!” She sucked in the air through her teeth, feeling the narrowed tip quickly wrapping itself around inside her colon. It quickly pushed further in, given that it had plenty of length to spare, not caring for what she was about to say.

Fubuki was clutching her hands, fingers moving around erratically; her whole body did so in fact. The fox contorted herself around on the floor, doing her best to bear the long appendage dragging itself further and further inside, an experience all too different from anything she had had before. Each time she exhaled and tried inhaling again, it pushed in harder, causing her muscles to lock up on reflex and drawing her breath short. She could see the bulge on her skin, the tentacle reaching far enough for it to need to twist itself around the other way. Fubuki wasn’t sure just how much more there was to fill her up. It just kept on climbing further in.

At some point or another though, it finally stopped. The fox was given some time to breathe, allowing her body to relax as the insect had stopped moving all together, having reached the limit of its length.

“That’s… some size you have there.” Said Fubuki with a daring smile, still panting and recovering from the stimulation.

The break was short lived, however, as soon enough, it began pulling itself out of her, causing her hip to jump forward and stay there suspended in the air again, muscles completely locked up as she let out one prolonged moan. It did not pull back in a conventional way, instead choosing to turn the tip around and bring it out as one pronounced knot. Then, without any warning, having retreated over half of its length from inside the fox’s colon, it pushed back inside, quite effortlessly at that, given that it had already stretched out the path it wanted to take.

Her breathing was erratic, taking none of it for granted. She had to draw short breaths each time the insect pulled back. Fubuki felt each thrust as a thick bulge in her insides, pressing every pressure point she had. Its movement was speeding up already, having gotten used to the shape of her body, the grotesque and otherworldly beast hovering above her yearned to explore it further. Its head twitched to the side each time Fubuki reacted, either with a moan, gasp, biting of the lip or otherwise, as if studying her every move. Soon enough, it was moving itself in accordance to her reactions. Getting rougher, growing thicker, pressing the right spots. It went beyond procreation, or whatever it intended to do with her. It was learning.

Fubuki, of course, was too occupied to notice, having her backside being pummeled by a twisted and unsightly length that put anything she had seen before to shame. The rings separating each section of the creature’s member popped into her like anal beads, then, further than that, pressing onto her internal walls just the right way. The spikes on them were only sensation enhancers, in truth being completely harmless, or rather just about harmless enough to pleasure her, but not hurt. Fubuki was so preoccupied in fact, that she hadn’t even noticed that the insect had freed her legs and arms, letting her emote as she pleased. That too, was something that intrigued it. It had recognized that the fox was completely and utterly helpless, unable to hurt it even if she tried. Her body was weak and heavy, her mind disoriented, foggy, filled only with lust, capable of thinking only about being bred, and how good it felt to do so.

It pushed in and out of her time and time again, longer and even thicker than her arm, it was a wonder her tiny frail body could even take it. In any case, the juxtaposition between their sizes only enhanced the experience and pleasure, perhaps for both sides. A tight fit through and through, her intestines had to expand to their limits to even endure such punishment. And yet, she could feel it growing even further inside her. Slowly, its length thickened and reached even further with every thrust.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Fubuki smiled at it with seductive eyes, she was happy, taking it as a sign that it was enjoying itself, despite the lack of facial expressions on the creature. She herself had learned something too, by now. How to recognize the signs of her inhuman mates enjoying themselves and growing closer to ejaculation. The twitches of the mandibles, the audible albeit incomprehensible noises emanating from within. She too, moved in a rhythm, unconsciously or otherwise, that would serve to best please her breeding partner. Her hips were pulling backwards as she was penetrated in an upwards motion from behind, it made the thick member push right into a bulge at her navel, pressing against her womb from a different path entirely.

This fox had grown addicted to anal sex, something which was completely out of question for her just a couple months back. And yet now, she enjoyed it, perhaps more so than the other option. The sensation of always having more space to be filled, and yet feeling full at the same time; the way it made her gasp and contract reflexively as her muscles contracted with every thrust; the shivers it sent up her sensitive body, running all the way up her back. The experience was incomparable. And more so than just being addicted to anal sex, she was addicted to her choice of partners. Nothing could satisfy this sex beyond grotesque and utterly deformed phalluses from inhuman creatures, insectoid in nature. Broken beyond repair, as she moved her hips along with the thrusting of the tentacle-like member penetrating her backside, the only thing occupying her thoughts was how good it felt, and how she wished for it to never end.

The insect began making a crackling sound from the thing that resembled its mandibles. Its body was completely still, focusing entirely on the movement of its member. Fubuki was being brought to an orgasm that had been building up for quite a while. The more she felt as if she was doing a good job properly being used as a breeding sow for the creature, the more intense her feelings of pleasure felt. Recognizing these latest developments in its behavior and knowing what they represented sent electrifying jolts of pleasure through her body. Her mind was filled with one thing and one thing only. Those thoughts pushed her over the edge. Fubuki reached a powerful orgasm that locked her entire body in place, arching her back and suspending it in air. The act intrigued the creature very much, and it reacted appropriately, not letting up its thrusting, instead choosing to go even harder into her.

“That’s-... Nnmm…” The fox was biting at her lips and clutching her hands incredibly tight, unable to bear the sensation of the orgasm washing over her, being enhanced by whichever aphrodisiac agents were pumped into her. Soon, although her thighs still twitched against her will, her orgasm died down, but the pleasure never stopped. She knew whether she liked it or not, another orgasm was already on the horizon and she would have to brace for it once it came. Fubuki’s muscles uncontracted themselves and allowed her to breathe once more, but those breaths were now back to being used for her uncessant moans of unending pleasure. The creature’s member was still growing larger, though in length it had truly reached its limit. Fubuki felt more full than ever, and the size of the member was more than sufficient for her to enjoy herself.

Knowing that it grew closer to ejaculation by the second, even with her tired and extremely sensitive body, Fubuki resumed the movement of her hips, doing her best to please the insect just as it had pleased her. Her blue eyes were staring right back at the creature’s emotionless red dots, with a warm smile on her face.

“Are you growing close?” She asked, her smile growing even bigger. The insect’s head only twitched in response. She knew not whether it was able to understand what she said or not, but that never really mattered for her.

“I- A-aahh…I want it all~” The fox beckoned, reaching out her hands for the creature. The insect, knowingly or not, responded only by thrusting harder into her, pulling in and out faster, going the full length each time it did so. Its movement was powerful, but its rhythm was growing erratic. It was close, and Fubuki knew.

She wrapped her hands around its carapace, an act which made it grow let out a high pitched growl of sorts in response, but nothing compared to its previous responses. Having such support, it was much easier for her to move her hips along with its movement. Finally, after a prolonged breeding session, the fox managed to bring her partner to ejaculation.

“Yes, give it to me!” Its movement halted, but Fubuki kept moving her hips, having reached a second orgasm and growing unable to stop herself from thrusting. The act unsettled the insect in some form of another. She felt the pulsating feeling traveling through its length, and with that, her orgasm only intensified. The creature wrapped itself around her, forcing her to cease all movement. The two of them, conjoined and collapsed on the floor, would stay there for quite the while. The fox counted on it.

The first egg was felt passing through into her colon, then deep within her intestines where it would be deposited, causing her to gasp and moan. The egg was certainly much larger than any others she had taken before. After the first egg, she felt more coming, now one after the other. Slowly being pushed through the inside of its length, all the way down to the deepest parts of her intestines, filling her up one by one. Their size and warmth gave the fox a great deal of satisfaction, being in such a position, hugging tightly her breeding partner’s thorax as she was pumped full of eggs, cheeks flushed and mind afloat, still feeling the full effects of the aphrodisiac, she could wish for nothing more than to stay like this forevermore.

With each egg deposited, she felt a wet pop inside her as her insides stretched even further. She bore over a dozen eggs by now, none any easier to take than the others, and there was still more to take. There were no thoughts of whether she could take them all or not, the fox was happy to take as many as were needed to satisfy her partner.

“T-There’s so many…” She was practically beaming with joy, feeling her belly grow by the moment, stretching farther than any experience had pushed her before.

After being conjoined on the floor enjoying the warmth of the viscous eggs settling inside her for several minutes, the fox felt as if finally the creature that bred her was finishing up its business. There were no more eggs to be put inside, but she enjoyed the pumping and twitching as it tried all the same. Not to mention having its length resting inside her, it gave her a sense of fullness like no other.

Once even the throbbing had ceased, the insect unwrapped itself from around the fox and removed its member from inside her all at once, giving her one final jolt of pleasure in the act. Immediately, as she laid there on the floor, sweating with a warm belly full of eggs, the fox knew that her body would be out of commission for days. The insect withdrew itself from the vicinity and went into hiding, and the fox, unable to do anything else even if she wanted to, fell asleep right then and there, leaking seminal fluids onto the floor with her hips twitching and quivering at the afterglow.

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When Fubuki woke up, a full day had already passed, and yet her bodily condition was still much of the same. Still, with the effects of the aphrodisiac having passed, she was conscious enough to straighten out her priorities, at the very least.

“T-The potion…” She forced herself to sit up the best she could, her bum being sore to an extreme. Fubuki sluggishly dragged herself to the nearest shelf, surprisingly the only one still left standing from the commotion the day before. There, inside one of the drawers, she had left the growth potion within.

Fubuki grabbed it with her eyes half closed, being quite exhausted from the whole ordeal. She knew it would be impossible for her to clean all of this up before Shion came home, but at the very least, she could fix herself and lock the door before resuming her nap. It was better than nothing in her mind. However, the moment she popped the cork off the green vial, from seemingly out of nowhere the creature came rushing through.

“Wha- '' It pounced on top of the fox, causing her to drop the potion, promptly breaking it and spilling all over the floor. “Nooo! T-That was-  Hmmgh??!” Her worries would be elsewhere now, as it seemed the creature was eager for another breeding session. It wrapped itself around her face just as it did before, forcing an appendage deep inside her throat, then dumping its aphrodisiacs fluid inside. Fubuki was too weak to fight back. She could do nothing but accept it.

Once it finished its second dose, it promptly pulled away, leaving the fox to gasp for air on the floor once more. She coughed and coughed, and when she finally opened her eyes again and looked around the room, she quickly realized the amount of trouble she found herself in. The insects from the terrariums that had been dropped the day before had been splashed in the growth concoction, and had found themselves growing to the same size as her most recent partner. From spiders to ants, moths and scorpions alike, Fubuki was surrounded by magically overgrown insects.

The otherworldly creature stepped up, then began emanating a strange shriek the fox hadn’t yet heard before. As if responding to the noise, the insects in the room all turned to face Fubuki, in her naked form, stomach bulged and pumped full of eggs. Soon, they started approaching her, and it wasn’t long until she saw what their true intentions were. Each of the creatures had their phallus out, with their sizes and shapes being vastly different, yet all with the same purpose in mind. To take their chance at breeding this defenseless fox.

Fubuki’s face quickly turned to one of worry as the insects stepped in front of the light, their shadows emanating over the trembling fox. “W–Wait… We can-...”

One of the insects jumped at her, pinning her down to the ground by the wrists and aligning its member between her legs. The fox knew there was no way out of this. She closed her eyes and accepted her fate with a smile. Fubuki took a deep breath, and thought only of one word to say, being in a room filled with vicious and horny beasts.

“Yabe.”

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After a week had fully passed, Shion finally arrived from her trip.

“I’m home!” The witch called out to the empty house. Clean as it was, she found it strange that Fubuki wasn’t here to greet her. She did send a text message telling that she was arriving after all. Shion could only wonder where the fox was.

She searched room after room, going in order of places she was most likely to be. The insect room wasn’t even a thought she considered, and yet, as she was crossing the halls, she heard a strange commotion behind one of the doors.

“Hm? Isn’t that the…?” The witch found it strange, and went on to investigate. When she opened the door, shock was the only word to describe her reaction. Fubuki laid there on the floor, surrounded by grotesque creatures, multiple of which were taking turns at breeding her, pumping her full of eggs.

The fox, somehow still conscious after all this, with twitching and squirming inside her pronounced belly, much as if she was pregnant, noticed the witch had entered the room and was holding her hands to her face in shock. She smiled with an empty stare and waved, still being penetrated in both holes by two large insects still unaware of the witch’s presence.

“Ah, hey Shion, welcome back.” With those words, the creatures waiting for their turn turned their gazes to the door, and the tiny witch girl standing there in shock. As soon as Shion saw that she had been noticed, she dropped to her knees in fear, unable to move. Her trembling hand reached for the magic spell tome inside her clothes, but before she could reach it, a claw grabbed her by the foot and dragged her inside, the door shutting behind her; sealing her into a fate that together with the fox, her friends may never know about or hear from her again.

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