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"Hum hum hum," a little golden aphid sang a cheery tune to himself as he suckled happily at the stem of the plant. He was so carefree at this very moment, with nothing to worry about. No worries about predators, no worries about food, no worries about shelter, a perfect life. After he had been taking into the care of the ant hive, he had been happier than he had ever been.

The ants took care of his schedule. In the cool morning, when the plants were beginning to wake up, and the flow of sweet sap was relatively high, the aphids were carried to the soft parts of the stem, and lined up in rows where they could be easily guarded. He didn't even have to walk! There, amidst a throng of other golden bugs guarded by black ones, he dug in to cool, delicious nectar, straight from the tap, as it were.

After he had his fill, he drank even more and more, until he began to bloat. On a good day, he could inflate with sap up to three and a half times his original size, just about as large as the ants that guarded him. On those days, more than one ant would have to heft him back to the hive. That's right, they carried him back as well. Most days, however, he got just under double his normal size, the extra sap flowed into a special stomach used for storing vast quantities of nectar.

On this particular day, he bloated up to about three times his normal stature. He could already hear some of the worker ants calling for other to help bring him back, even before he was finished. Later, off in the distance, the calls of cicadas rang out in the heat of the day. It was time to return to the nest. One by one, aphids were carried in neat lines back into pens where they were kept until they were needed.

This aphid was brought to his room (it was more of a chamber in the walls of the hive than a room) where his friends also were kept. One of his friends had arrived before he did, the other aphid was about twice the normal size for an aphid. "Oh oh!" his friend called out, "Atlan, you really did get a lot of sap today!" The two aphids giggled and toyed with each other's legs. Their bodies were so swollen that they were unable to move, and could only play footsies with each other while they waited for the others to arrive.

"Yep yep! Today, I got a particularly sweet vein. Oh, it was sublime!" The other aphid crossed his arms and pouted in mock anger at this, "No fair. Why did you get the good spot? You should let me have a taste!" Atlan laughed at his friend's display, "Fine, fine. You can have some. But just a little, I want to be nice and plump when the ants come back!" At this, Atlan, the fat and round golden aphid reared his rear, exposing a slit from which he excreted a droplet of crystal clear sap.

This was a normal sight for the aphids and ants. The aphids, having had more than their fill, would return to the nest, and let ants drink from them.The ants were unable to extract the sap themselves, so the aphids didn't mind sharing, not after being given such a comfortable home in the den of ants.

The other aphid tried to rock his swollen form forward to taste some of his friend's excreted honeydew, but to no avail. The tried grabbing on to his legs and pull himself close, but he was too fat to do it. "Oh Ardit, you're so lazy!" teased Atlan. He replied, "Ah, I can't do it. Let's try the other end."

Ardit let go of his friend, causing him to roll back like a fat sap filled rocking horse. Then, they both grabbed onto each other's bottommost legs. Then the next, and then the next. Now they were able to lock jaws in a sloppy kiss. Sugary sap from the lips of one aphid passed to the other as each one spat up some syrup to offer to his friend. Strings of the stuff formed bridges from one tongue to the other. When they were finished, they licked up the stray syrup from around each other's mandibles. Then, they let go, both rolling back.

"Wow wow, You really did get a sweet vein today Atlan. I'm so jealous!" Ardit teased, wiping sugary drool from his mouth and then licking off his fingers. Just then, before Atlan could tease back, Isabella, the third aphid who cohabited this nook arrived, and was set down before the two others. "Hello you two," she said politely, in her cute tone. "Hello Isabella," Atlan started, "Is Aaron going to be here soon?" The female aphid squeaked and leaned out into the hall, checking if any workers had heard him, "Shh shh! Not so loud you bloated oaf! Do you want everyone to find out?"

Aaron was an ant with a soft spot for aphids. He met Isabella, an aphid who dreamed of being together with a strong, dominating ant partner while on morning routines, and they've been together ever since. Since ants get to pick which aphids they drink from, no one questions anything when they see a soldier ant carrying an aphid to his private chambers. And no one recognizes an individual aphid, they don't spend enough time to learn their faces and scents. Nowadays, Isabella feeds him and him alone. Atlan had a pretty good idea of what happened after they fed, especially considering he had been present once.

On that day, the sap farming hadn't gone too well, so Aaron was allowed to bring more than one aphid to his room that day. Aaron brought Isabella, Atlan, and Ardit, and drank each one of them dry. Then he began mating with Isabella quite passionately. Even though she was less than one fourth his size, she was more than used to having her body stretched out, so she was able to take his whole length no problem. Then, something that made Atlan question himself happened. Aaron asked if either two of them would like to join in.

Aaron had long before that day been a friend to them, giving them special treats and showing other kindnesses, so they, of course, agreed. At first, they only licked at the base of his shaft while it rammed in and out of their friend, but things escalated, and Atlan soon found himself on top of Aaron's thick shaft, riding him. Ardit had moved down to lick and rub Aaron's plated feet, and the ant was trying to milk some last few drops from Isabella.

Atlan didn't think anyone noticed his fierce blushing that day, but such a blush would have been plainly visible. It had been so long ago, but he remembered the feeling of being filled and stretched by a huge cock, rather than volumes of sap, and he especially remembers how much he enjoyed it. That day was a very fond one in Atlan's memories, the finale, especially, lingered with a fondness on his memories.

After deciding that he had indeed gotten all there was to get from Isabella, he rolled over and began to hammer his cock into Atlan. And since Atlan was male, he didn't hold back like he did with Isabella. Ants are strong enough to lift several times their body weight, and a soldier ant like Aaron was even stronger than the average, something Atlan had experienced himself, an experience he would not soon forget.

After "displaying" his strength all over Atlan's hole, he pulled out and came all over Atlan's face. Then he relaxed and let Atlan clean him off, letting him taste the salty seed and the sweet sap mixing on his tongue. Atlan decided then that that taste was his favorite. However, he hadn't had any other chances to experience it, as the sap farming ever since that day had been particularly bountiful. Still, Atlan couldn't help but wish silently for a small drought. "Is it wrong for me to feel this way? Not only is he an ant, but he's a male! And, he's already in a relationship with Isabella!"

"I don't think he's listening. Hey Fatty!" Atlan woke up from his daydream, as Ardit called him by his pet nickname. "Aww," Isabella cooed, "Don't make fun of Atty just because he got a bigger haul than you." Just then, the sound of scurrying ants filled the hall. Everyone knew who was about to show up, Isabella's special customer.

Just when everyone expected Aaron to come through the entrance, a group of three or four workers came in and took the closest aphid to the entrance, Isabella. She would be destined to a sort of bar for ants, where tired workers and soldiers would relax and enjoy fresh honeydew and a chat. It was the place where most aphids went after the morning, but Isabella hadn't been taken there in a while, thanks to a certain ant taking her off for himself before any workers could come and take her.

She threw a fuss, and insisted they take one of the others, but workers' minds hardly changed, or even acted at all, once they had been given a task, and she knew she couldn't refuse, so she just pouted as she was taken off to be used as some public drinking vessel. They took Ardit as well, and planned on taking Atlan, but he was too bloated to be lifted with the force currently assembled, so they were going to make two trips.

As the entourage of workers left the halls, a familiar humming rang out, announcing the arrival of a particularly amorous ant. Aaron tucked into the nook singing, "Oh honeybear~ I've got something special in store for--" but he stopped when he saw only a lone aphid, "Oh. Hello Atty. My my, you're looking rather, uh...plump? Is Isabella about?" Atlan looked side-to-side, as if looking for her before answering, "Nope. Sorry, you just missed her. They took her down to the saloon."

"Oh," the ant sighed, suddenly looking deflated. His antennae perked up a bit when he looked up and was reminded of how full Atlan was today, "Well...I still need an aphid. And I did set up something special in my room today." Atlan laughed, "You don't need to convince me Aaron. Of course you can take me!" Aaron smiled, "Haha, I should have known, thanks buddy!" Then, the soldier hefted the fat aphid up all on his own and set off down the hall to the soldier's quarters.

"Wow!" Atlan blushed as he thought to himself, "Aaron is so strong! He's doing alone what it took three other ants to do!" It wasn't long before the two reached Aaron's den. In the middle of the room was a peculiar sight for an ant, a soft bed made of leaves. Isabella helped make this a long time ago so they could perform their various deeds with ease, it was covered in stains and Atlan was pretty sure he knew what caused them. In fact, one of those stains had been caused by Atlan himself!

"You really are full today, aren't you?" Aaron remarked, rubbing Atlan's soft golden belly. "Oh," Atlan responded, "Yes, today I was given a particularly sweet, flowing vein of sap." Aaron pressed down slightly, squeezing his friend, "Mmm, I can't wait to taste it!" Aaron released his hand and moved his head down to Atlan's groin, opening his mouth. Atlan relaxed a bit, excreting honeydew from the well inside his body. Like always, it formed a perfectly transparent bead that grew larger and larger.

And then it grew smaller and smaller as Aaron drank it up. Atlan grew smaller as well, as he returned to normal size. Aaron gave periodic contented sighs, exhaling with glee as he drank the exquisite ambrosia. When the flow began to trickle down, Aaron coaxed more from the aphid by tickling him all over with his antennae. Atlan couldn't help but release globs of nectar all over his friend's face. Aaron giggled as some of it got on his face. He wiped it off and licked it off his plated hand.

Eventually, all the honeydew had been sucked up by Aaron, and Atlan was now dwarfed by his friend once again. Aaron crawled up onto the bed and collapsed in a content heap. He sighed and exhaled happily after having such a fine meal. Then Aaron nudged his friend, saying, "Uh...Atty? I hate to ask this, but...would you do me a favor?" Atlan looked at him quizzically, "Of course, anything. Why do you hate to ask?"

The ant averted his gaze and and scratched the back of his head, "Well, you see...I've gotten so used to Isabella being the one to feed me, and, well, whenever she was finished, she would always let me relax by massaging my feet before we would...uh. Well I just can't seem to relax unles--you know what, never mind. Just forget about..." The ant was about to just let it go, it wasn't worth the awkwardness, but he was interrupted when he felt Atlan's hands gently grasp his foot.

With two sets of arms, Atlan was able to work on both feet at once. This was the first time after that drought that he had with Aaron. He wasn't quite sure what he wanted, but he was going to make the most of his time, even if all that meant was a friendly foot massage. At his normal size, Atlan was almost the same size as the feet he was rubbing! They were only three-fourths his height. Still, he was caring as can be. Minding that this might be the only time he might get to spend with Aaron for another long while, he scooted closer to the pair of armored feet. Even if this was all he would get, he wanted it to be worth while.

After a time, Atlan let his antennae droop down and come to rest just in between Aaron's toes. The smell was fantastic, it was potent and masculine, and sent a message that said, "If you tussle with me, I will dominate you." This action did not go unnoticed, however. Aaron parted his feet so that he could look Atlan in the eyes, "Did you just...with your antennae?" Atlan blushed if ever he could, "I...um, well you see."

At that moment, Aaron sat up and pushed one foot forward, knocking the aphid back and pinning him underneath. "You know," Aaron said in a sultry tone, "I remember that day. I still have dreams about it." Then he started rubbing the aphid underneath him with his foot. "Who would have thought that there would be another day where I would get you all to myself? You looked so adorable earlier, so plump and fat. Stretched wide just like all aphids should be," Aaron pressed down with his foot, stepping on his friend's soft body slightly, "How would you like to be filled up like a balloon again?"

Atlan was uncomfortable. Uncomfortably aroused. His penis had begun to emerge and was shoving itself weakly into Aaron's foot. From beneath his friend, Atlan could see Aaron's cock getting harder and larger. "Filled up with what?" Atlan managed to ask weakly. Aaron laughed and removed his foot, "With this, of course. You silly little aphid." The ant rose and moved over the edge of the bed, and positioned the aphid right next to his groin, letting his cock sprawl out over his friend's body.

Even thought it wasn't completely hard, Aaron's dick was already almost twice Atlan's height. "So," Aaron asked, "What do you say? Would you like to be filled?" Atlan moved the huge penis out of his face so that he could look Aaron in the eyes. Then, suddenly, he laid the cock on top of his body and gave the middle of the shaft a kiss, wrapping all of his legs around it. "Good answer," Aaron muttered.

Atlan started licking the monumental shaft above him, and he let his tongue rest on the warm flesh as Aaron pulled his hips back, dragging his cock over his tiny friend's body and tongue. Aaron aligned his cock with Atlan's pelvic slit, the hole that his honeydew was excreted from, the same hole that his cock was poking through. With a sudden powerful thrust, Aaron jammed much of his cock into the little bugger.

Atlan felt his body stretching to accept his friend's length. His body was accustomed to stretching, but only the special stomach that held the nectar was built to expand. All his organs were simply built to move out of the way, which they did in the face of the massive intruder. Atlan felt a familiar burning in his loins as Aaron bore through the passage that connected his stomach to his pelvic slit. This passage was meant only to transport liquid honeydew, and was not as readily elastic as other parts of his body. Atlan felt this same pain the last time they had mated, and he had been craving the pleasure that it came with for a long time.

Thankfully, even Atlan's dew passage was slightly stretchable, so he was able to take Aaron's full length with (moderate) ease. Aaron laughed when he saw Atlan's wince of pain combined with pants and moans of pleasure, "Aww...Is this too much for my little aphid?" With scrunched up eyes, Atlan responded by shaking his head no. "Oh?" Aaron teased, "What's that? I didn't hear you. Do you want me to keep on?" Atlan nodded. "What was that?"

Atlan felt Aaron's cock twitching, every time it did, Atlan's whole body was rocked. "Please," Atlan whimpered, "Keep going." Aaron thrust his hips forward, driving home his point, among other things, "Keep doing what?" Atlan moaned loudly, then begged, "Please, Aaron! Fuck me hard! Take me and--" Atlan was interrupted when Aaron began thrusting into the tiny aphid with his whole length. Aaron wasn't going to give his little friend any mercy, not that he wanted it. He began thrusting like he was trying to break him.

Atlan's whole passage was suddenly made empty in an instant and given a time to breathe and relax. Then, in an even shorter instant, the whole thing was brutally filled and stretched out to lewd proportions. Atlan hardly had time to moan, hardly even had time to breathe, he was only able to pant and gasp for air as he was taken by Aaron's soldier's strength. Through a series of pants, Aaron whispered, "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be so stretched out, you won't return to normal!"

He relentlessly pounded into his little aphid. Being rough was how Aaron aimed to show how much he cared, and he cared a lot! At the very least, he wanted to ensure his little buddy would be sore for a few days, as a friendly little token to remember the event by. Seeing the tiny golden bug wiggle and squirm, hearing his friend cry out in pain then moan loudly in pleasure, it was almost too much.

Combine that with the ultimate tightness of Atlan's depths, pre-coated with a sugary lube, Aaron wasn't going to last long from the start. But he couldn't give up! He owed it to his cute little aphid to be as rough as he could be. So, feeling his orgasm readily approaching, he heightened his pace, ramping up the speed and force with which he rammed his thick obelisk into his friend's small body.

With one last thrust, Aaron threw his whole body forward, shoving his cock into Atlan with not only the force of his muscles, but also the weight of his body. Then Aaron began to cum. Fueled by the enormous feast he had been given earlier, he filled Atlan to turgid proportions. The tiny yellow body beneath the ant swelled up and grew with each pump of seed that was forced into his dew stomach.

Rather than being like a baloon filling, Atlan was filled in jolts and pulses. Just by watching, one would be able to tell when a rope of cum was being dumped into Atlan's body, and when there were none. He grew larger and fatter with a constant twitch. When Aaron was finally done, Atlan was a bit more than half again the size he was when he was carried onto this bed not more than an hour before. At least this time he wasn't round like a drop of water. It looked more like he was pregnant with octuplets.

Aaron withdrew his cock which was still dribbling and drooling seed. He let his cock sit on Atlan's belly, a pool of cum began to form on his chest. "So, don't you want to know the surprise I had prepared for Isabella?" Atlan tried to focus, but he was tired and out of breath, and the cock on top of him was still giving an occasional twitch. "Well, I mean, I curious, but I don't want to interfere with what the two of you have." Aaron just laughed, scooping up some cum off his cock and wiping it off on Atlan's face, "Don't you want to see?" The building pool of semen on Atlan's chest overflowed, "I...I guess."

"Good, close your eyes," Aaron instructed. Atlan did so, and he felt Aaron get up and leave. When he returned, Atlan felt something wrap around around his neck with a click. "Okay," Aaron said, "You can open your eyes now." Atlan opened his eyes to find that he was tied to a leash that Aaron held in hand. "I think it's much better that it happened this way. I like Isabella a lot, but she's really sensitive, so I wasn't sure how she would feel about becoming my slave." He tugged on the leash, making Atlan give out a meek, "Eep!"

"But you," Aaron continued, "I think you'd like it a lot. And this way, you won't be getting in the was of Isabella's relationship with me. She can still be my girlfriend. It's just that now I have an extra toy to play with. She doesn't even have to know. I'll just show up late again whenever I want to play with you instead." Aaron lifted a foot and stamped it onto Atlan's belly, causing some semen to leak from his slit, "So, how do you like that idea? You're going to become my property. Just some living flesh-toy whose sole purpose to exist is for my pleasure."

Atlan grabbed onto the foot stepping on him and pulled it close, nodding timidly, yet happily. "Great!" Aaron answered giddily, showing that he was actually sensitive underneath the master mask that he put on for his friend, "You'll like it I'm sure! I promise, you'll be sore for days every time I use you! It's a promise!"

Atlan was both excited and worried to hear this promise, but he soon learned that Aaron was the type of ant who keeps his promises.

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Wow! I don't know why I put this off for so long, it was a lot of fun to write! It was so different from the normal. I hope you readers feel the same way about it as I do.

If you want to read the journal giving background information about aphid-farming ants, you can read it here, but there's not much there that you couldn't have guessed from the story. http://www.sofurry.com/page/177713/tab/Journals

If you know about any animals with interesting mating behaviors, be sure to let me know about them!