{"sf1_id":1622794,"sf2_id":"rn6kLvG1","title":"Bugs I guess","author":"Corosi","words":1212,"posted_at":"2020-09-01T03:57:00.000Z","tags":["Adult Content","Aroused","Autofellatio","Bareback","Breeding","Consensual","Creampie","Cum","Cumming","Cumshot","Deep Thrust","Dick","Ejaculation","Explicit","Fucking","Fursona","Heat","Heatrut","Hermaphrodite","Impregnation","Insect","Introduction","Mantis","Masturbation","Mating","Naked","Nude","Orchid mantis","Orgasm","Penetration","Pheromones","Pussy","Reluctant","Rough Sex","Self sex","Selfing","Spooge","rut","self impregnation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1622794-bugs-i-guess","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn6kLvG1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b4/54/b4547f90-c30d-43cf-9baf-87f783c09bd0","description":"Written by my friend. Lunar over at: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/erin-the-dragonix/\nAs a sort of \"new fursona\" champagne bottle hitting the boat sort of thing. Featuring: Corosi, the Orchid Mantis. It is an extremely heartwarming gift, and one that i am currently writing up a sort of sequel to.\nNot really sure what else to put here. I feel lile i should have added more tags but i couldn't find/think of any more that fit so. Enjoy?","content":"Corosi's throbbing cunny released another few dribbles of its ooze, and with it, a hot, sharp stab\n\nwent right through their body, seconds later causing the aching tentacle that was their cock to\n\nrespond in kind by sending a long, searing pulse of gooey pre right into their face. It tasted of\n\nregret and smelled disgustingly like sex: in their state they weren't really equipped to do much\n\nbut lie there.\n\nThere was no doubt in their mind anymore that they were in the throes of heatrut. And there was\n\ncertainly no way they were gonna be able to either make it into work or to the drug store to pick\n\nup the prescription they'd missed. All they could do was lie there in agony: their toys hadn't\n\ndone much of anything to satisfy the thoughts of longing that clung like a parasite to their\n\nwaking mind.\n\nIt was like they were made of jelly, or like their own exoskeleton had suddenly become like the\n\nburners on a stove...if stoves could make you so cock-hungry and pussy-craving that nothing else\n\nmattered to you but satiating that need.\n\nCorosi, like many of their kind, had been prepared by sex ed in primary school, if by that you\n\nmeant \"known it could happen but never in their worst, most feverish nightmares thought could\n\nbe\", for having heatrut that was too strong. Intellectually, Corosi knew nothing could really\n\nprepare you for your own stupidity, but applying it? That was where they fell short, and they\n\nweren't sure where that ended and their life began.\n\nJust a few more seconds, they thought, and I'll be able to get up again. I should try to do\n\nsomething today...\n\nBut their legs quivered at the thought, their parts seized with horniness, and they could not\n\nmuster the effort.\n\nThe thought went across their mind like a bolt from the blue: selfing. They hadn't thought about\n\nthat before, but this wanting had no precedent in their life, and they wished things hadn't come to\n\nthis.\n\nSlowly, Corosi reached a tentative hand downwards, prying their dripping pussy open and\n\nwincing at how every touch sent cringes and shivers through them. Its feminine lubrication had\n\ngrown thicker since they last noticed, along with the damp spot on their sheets, and was\n\napproaching a texture somewhat like that of snail slime or prepared agarose.\n\nThen, another hand gingerly grasped the base of their slick shaft, and braced for much the same\n\nfeeling about half a second too late -- their legs shook, and their thorax quivered with the need.\n\nEither they did this now, or they never ended up doing it!\n\nThey lifted their head slightly to better aim, and the sight of their own juicy pussy caused their\n\ncock to jolt in their hands. A deposit of precum that was closer in texture to glue than a liquid\n\noozed out of the tip in searing drops, and they pushed at the base to get the tip to just barely prod\n\nat the opening and hope that--\n\nSlurp.\n\nohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck....\n\nIt was in. There was no turning back now. They could feel the muscles in their cock flexing and\n\nbending the tube of flesh until most of it was touching their inner childbearing walls. In the midst\n\nof it all, they could hardly even think straight, let alone remember what part of their vagina their\n\ncock tip was just barely brushing. They felt some muscles deep within twitch on their own, and\n\nsomething inside their head gave way as their cock began thrusting into their own cunt.\n\nIt was an experience no amount of poorly-written smut could accurately capture, their entire\n\nbody sung with the effort of keeping up the pace. Within mere moments they could already feel\n\nsomething building in both of their parts. They briefly considered accelerating themselves\n\ntoward it by shoving a spare hand into their anus and fingerfucking that part, but settled for\n\nbracing themselves against their own onslaught as their meat continued to squelch into and out of\n\ntheir drippy gash.\n\nThey couldn't decide what part of it they liked more, and just trying to process the whole\n\nexperience was almost more than their brain could handle. Their vision started to go fuzzy at the\n\nedges, then to defocus.\n\nThey couldn't imagine how backed-up their heatrut had made them, and it didn't do much good\n\nto imagine their insides squirming around like fish caught in a gill net.\n\nYou can do this. Only a few moments more. You don't even have to cum inside.\n\nThough they knew this was complete and utter bunk biologically, they thought they could fight\n\nagainst their needs.\n\nCorosi tried to keep their thrusts steady, but their body only kept growing more tense with the\n\ncompounding need of it all. They closed their eyes, not wanting to see what would happen, only\n\nwanting to feel what would happen. They hardly had time to comprehend the complexity of\n\nsensations rushing through them before their cock went off, and their whole body grew almost\n\nunbearably hot, like they ought to tear off their exoskeleton right then and there. (Their antennae\n\nquivered with the thought.)\n\nThey gripped the sheets tightly and pushed their cock tip as far in as it would go, feeling the cum\n\nsurging from inside like a shaken soda bottle. Just as the tip entered their womb, time seemed to\n\nreturn to normal, and their entire body quivered with the force of seed finally being allowed to\n\nescape their length.\n\nThe bliss was indescribable as they shook there, feeling each impossibly firm squirt and throb of\n\ntheir cock as it squirted cum into their own clenching pussy. They'd been watching the clock for\n\nother reasons before the forbidden fruit had fed itself to them, and by their own measurements,\n\neach cycle of throb, spurt, clench lasted nearly a minute. Their pussy seized and throbbed just\n\nlike their cock had, and they'd not soon forget how it felt to be clenched around by themselves as\n\nload after sticky load slopped into them.\n\nAnd soon, out of them. Their tension and anxiety melted into joy as they realized just how\n\nproductive they were. Lost in their deepening lusty haze, they didn't notice the puddle of their\n\nown spunk growing beneath them, but they could definitely feel, in exquisitely agonizing detail,\n\nthe sloshing squishiness of their increasingly overstuffed, sloppy pussy.\n\nCum began to ooze like room-temperature molasses across and down the sheets as Corosi's body\n\ncontinued to be wracked with the chilly bliss only they could give themselves, and their output\n\nshowed no signs of stopping.\n\nYeah, this was the most painful orgasm they'd had in ages, and they might get dehydrated from\n\ntheir own heatrut-induced output, after all, that's what the pills were supposed to prevent, but in\n\nthe meantime, they'd keep their cock stuffed inside their childbearing tunnel.\n\nSlowly, they began to drift off into sleep, the orgasm chipping away at their conscious mind and\n\nfilling their head with images of their room covered floor-to-ceiling in their own selfmade eggs.\n\nThey could feel it in their ovipositor now, the beginnings of it, but they were far too horny to\n\ncare.\n\nBesides, that was a problem for Corosi of Several Hours Later, not Corosi of Now.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}