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The Station Square museum had a new exhibit: a study of ancient Echidna civilization located in the Shamarian desert. Why did a bunch of Echidnas live there? I didn't care. No, the only concern I had had to do with the treasures they had left behind. One, in particular, didn't interest me personally, but the price I was promised for the golden scarab was worth more than the risk of possibly being caught. Of course, a renowned thief like myself was able to swoop in and nab it with no problem.

With the trinket in my hand, I couldn't help but admire how much it reflected my face in the moonlight. "My, aren't you an easy catch." Something made me want to look back, but there was nothing there. Steeling my nerves, I pocketed it in my chest plate and flew off. "Perhaps a bit too easy..."

Later that night, while resting in my home and slipped into something more comfortable, I contacted the client. "A rare and expensive ruby, almost as big as your fist' is what he offered me, "in exchange for the golden scarab.

"Well, I have the thing," I told him, humming happily to myself as I waited for his reply.

"To hot right now," he said. "Wait for four days."

I grumbled and sent him a curt "fine," before sliding out from the chair and looking at the trinket. "He never said I'd have to wait that long with this thing. What a total load."

She placed it down on her table and stretched. "Oh, well, at least I have something to brag about when company comes over. Though..." My gaze turned back to it. Technically, gold wasn't a jewel, but this scarab was much shinier than anything I had seen before. I swiped it up, running my thumb over the polished shell. "I could learn to like this. Maybe I'll even be sad to see you go," I said.

But then I shook my head and placed it upon the shelf by my bed. "Oh great, now I'm talking to it. Best get to sleep, Rouge, it's late."

I was resting soundly in my bed, but the night was warm, warm enough to go without covers as I had my beauty rest. Little did I know that I wasn't the only one admiring things that night.

I woke up with sharp pain, right in my chest. I tumbled out of bed with a crash, one hand grabbing the bed to help steady myself as I clutched my chest with the other. As I groped around, that's when I discovered it. Shocked, I unbuttoned my pajamas, only to see the scarab there buried in between my breasts.

"W... what the-?"

But as it sat there, soon, more of the glimmering substance oozed out from the beetle. I screamed and rushed over towards the bathroom, turning the light on. Sure enough, a golden material was forming all over me. I threw open the medicine cabinet and pulled out a razor blade, but the thing broke against the... fabric, skin? I'm still not sure what it was, to be honest.

Distraught, I stood there at the sink, watching as the gold spread all throughout my body, covering my chest and then my stomach in a shell. It didn't seem like it could stop, and I shook my head, resigning myself to my face. Soon enough, I was encased, with the scarab the only discernable feature on the suit, the rest of my body compressed like I was wearing a swimsuit that was three sizes too short.

"Could this get any weirder...?" I asked myself. To my surprise, my voice was perfectly clear, despite my mouth being covered.

As if answering my question, suddenly a sharp pain hit me as something needle-like shot themselves straight into my nipples!" I screamed and stumbled back, grasping and trying to pull it apart, but my encased fingers couldn't get a good hold of the stuff covering my chest. My breath quickened, my heart beat so quickly, it rung between my ears, but soon, that fear that flooded over me disappeared, as if it never existed in the first place. Instead... a warmth covered me, starting from the injection site and then slowly washing over me. I groaned, wobbling as a sensation of pleasure replaced the pain.

I stand up, my legs wobbling as I made my way back to the desk. If anyone knew what was happening, it would be my buyer, and if I contacted him, maybe he could tell me what the scarab was doing.

That's when something wet licked over my chest, right over my sensitive nipples. I squealed and fell forward, my chest squishing over my keyboard as I desperately fought to keep myself up. "Ah... ah... damn..." I couldn't help myself. The feeling, it was so good. I tried to push myself away from the desk, but that wasn't happening. My legs... they tingled with a strange warmth, and my arms, they felt locked in place with that same thing. And as I lay there, staring helplessly at the computer monitor, the scarab continued its assault against me. Soon, it felt like lips wrapped around my nipples, suckling on them and taking out a little bit of the numbing poison from it. My entire chest began to vibrate as imaginary fingers groped and rolled my mounds, my most impressive, and now most sensitive, features.

With another gasp, I felt the pain of another injection happening into the side of my chest. Afterward, the attacks got rougher, and all the more wonderful. My eyes rolled back, and I rocked my hips desperately, rubbing my sensitive tips against the keys, typing up random words into the email.

The response came quickly. "Ah, I see it's activated. This could prove vital data."

My webcam flickered on, and on the screen, I saw myself, much like in the mirror, but with the lust in my eyes. Whatever was happening, I was beginning to love every moment of it, and that is what terrified me.