FSE

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(F TF Insect Hybrid)

Ed walked nervously to the darker backside of the silk weaver district in Los Anul. The part most people seen was the clothing shops run by anthro insects, weaving impossibly intricate and durable clothing. Behind all that in the alleyways; more rough and rugged folk gathered. A lot of other people in the city get creeped out by bug anthro- so to avoid the nervous glances they generally keep to themselves, and because it's almost entirely just bug folk around there they tend to let loose and just go wild.

If you asked Ed, he had no idea how he fell in with this crowd- he wore a ward all the time that suppressed his inner beast all the time so most forgot he is part grasshopper. With the ward on; he just looks like a fully human man. However it happened; Ed managed to fit in with this place well enough by keeping his head down and being a generally good guy- always offering help

Why he was nervous now was not for him own sake though- he was leading a petite little woman named Greta today. Small and a little pudgy, she looked delicate and cute and not at all part of this area. She stood out like a flower in a field of spikes. There was the odd child around these parts but always closely accompanied by a watchful parent- and usually sliding between different levels of the buildings overhead on banners made of silk, so not actually on the ground where they can be approached. So delicate things do not generally come here, but Greta is very insistent. She is 24 so she SHOULD already have manifested an animal aspect, and yet hasn't... which already makes her stand out a bit regardless of where she goes in Los Anul. People assume she is wearing a ward like Ed but no, this is just how she looks normally.

Ed is fairly tall and lanky, but Greta was only as tall as his lower ribs. Ed carefully lead her deeper into the area to a friend of his, a spider woman named Grace sitting at a table on a bar's outdoor patio area.

Grace brushed her hair away from her face revealing four additional beady eyes on her forehead as she scanned over Ed and then locked eyes on Greta. She knew Ed was bringing her, and heard of her before, but never seen her in person till now. Grace smiled as Greta immediately introduced herself energetically while Ed continually tried to calm her own so she did not draw any unnecessary attention.

Greta immediately skipped over to the bar proper to order some food for herself, Ed once again telling her to be reasonable about how much she ordered. Grace surprised him though, telling Greta to go nuts, she would flip the bill herself. Spider silk has such high tensile strength that she doesn't even need to weave it into anything- she can make a living off of just selling it by the spool.

Grace tilted herself back in her chair with two arms, twirled her hair in another and the last one hung limp as she grinned at Ed. "So... quite the little firefly, that one."

Ed sighed. "Don't encourage her too much, ya? She will eat you out of house and home. I swear she has no bottom to her stomach."

"S'cool. You said she still hasn't manifested any inner animal yet, right? But she senses she is a bug, which is why she badgered you into bringing her here to look around, against your better judgement." Ed nodded. "I think she has manifested her inner beast. Just... let me test something." She glanced past Ed. "And speaking of beasts..."

Hecatoncheires walked past them from behind Ed, glancing at them and slowing a bit when he seen them. He was an extremely tall, muscular man, more than just a little well-armed. Not only are his arms massively muscular... he has ten of them. His torso is abnormally long adorned with three sets of pectorals, three sets of shoulders and three sets of arms, but then on his back behind and in between his other shoulder blades are another two sets with four more arms. Two bright orange horn-like antennae marked his head- Heca is an anthro centipede. And just like centipedes he spit poison, but Heca spit it in the form of words; he was a bully to everyone. A show off and a bit of a brick head, he fit your cliche bully archetype pretty much perfectly.

Greta scurried up from the other direction balancing several dishes of food. "Oh hey, is this that the Hecka-tongs, er... hecatonanhairy... Heca-whatever guy you were talking about Ed? He doesn't look scary."

Ed blushed as Heca stopped completely and turned to him with an evil smile. "Scary, huh?" He slammed a hand on the table and snickered as Ed flinched. "Do I... scare you, little man?"

Ed spoke in a lowered voice. "N-no, no... I know you are a nice guy Heca. I was just y'know, telling Greta that because she... doesn't exactly fit in here. I didn't want her to run around picking fights."

Heca laughed, standing up straight again and looking down at Greta who was barely as tall as his hips. "This cute little sprite? I'd be more worried about me stepping on her by accident."

Greta furrowed her brows as she put the plates down on the table. "You think you're tough shit, huh?" Ed was making several hand gestures to get her to stop but she ignored him. "You don't intimidate me. You probably can't even fight- you'd just trip over your own muscles."

Now Grace laughed, not having seen anyone stand up to Heca like that in a long time. Her face immediately stirned when Heca grunted and stomped down toward Greta to spook her with a threatened attack.

Grace glared at him through the strands of hair advancing back in over her face. "Heca... if I ever see you attempt to hit a small woman I WILL rip your genitals off and force you to eat them."

Everyone went silent, and after a moment Heca continued on his way, letting them off the hook. Grace did not look like much compared to him but both spiders and centipede were apex predators among bugs- Grace could likely equal Heca in strength. Grace was a mature, pretty woman, but you did not want to piss her off. Spiders have no mercy, not even to their own.

Greta immediately started eating, asking Grace about the location- having already heard Ed's side of it over the years. Greta pouted as it sounded like Grace did not think she belonged either, though was much less forward with her opinion. Greta always loved bugs, so she is convinced that her beast aspect MUST be an insect of some sort! Cute little bees wiggling their little rump to impress their queens, dedicated ants with their unrelenting teamwork to serve their royalty, the calm and silent spiders, the graceful dragonflies, the pretty butterflies- oooh, so many cool bugs!

Greta explained she hated being discriminated against because of her appearance. Yea, she was tiny and energetic. She was also wild and liked to stir up trouble. Everyone assumed she was the good girl type- she is bored sticking to the rules, but never knew anyone who wanted to stir up trouble with. Ed was as close as she has ever known- he was a by the rules type of person but he hung out here in the dark, wild side of the city. Grace just nodded along with her argument, willing to give her the benefit of the doubt, and also watching her eat with curiosity.

Greta got progressively more quiet as she ate more and more. The amount of food she managed to fit in her seemed physically impossible. Ed could never afford to let her go this all-out, and was wide eyed watching her too- he could actually SEE her getting chubbier! She was fattening up so fast you could literally see it happen as she shoveled food in. Most of the added mass went to her gut that rounded out. Not into fat rolls but taught and smooth as it became a huge sphere almost making her look tremendously pregnant. She started to moan a bit as she shoveled food in now; like her body was straining to take any more in but still somehow hungry. Her stomach was so huge now she was somewhat pinned in place. The top of her stomach was slightly lifting her side of the table, pinning her between table and chair. She could hardly believe it herself, but it felt soooo good, even as she vaguely realized she was swelling up eating- it probably should have concerned her, but it felt too good to stop.

When Greta finished her most recent plate she finally stopped, not ordering any more. She shoved her chair back letting the table bang back down. She stood up and wobbled a bit in place, not used to her new center of gravity. She looked full term pregnant with twins! She groaned again and told them she needed to go to the bathroom and Grace pointed her toward it, smiling at Ed when she left.

"Told you."

"Told me what? I wonder if she is going to be ok? I hope she isn't going to rupture her stomach. You can do that you know- eat so much the food weight rips your stomach lining."

Grace clicked her tongue and rolled her two human eyes. "She is fine. I told you she already manifested her inner beast."

"But... she looks totally human. Why would she look completely normal if it already manifested...?"

Grace nodded toward the empty plates covering the entire table. "Because she is still in larval form. She needed more food to fuel her evolution. Greta is just a grub. Or... was. I think she's had enough now."

Greta felt woozy and needed to sit down, plopping down on a toilet in the bathroom stall. Her arms and legs were getting progressively weaker feeling and her stomach continued to try and stretch larger and rounder. Well, that definitely isn't normal. The skin was extremely smooth from being stretched so far. It almost looked like it should hurt, but it was quite the opposite- especially now that it was so massive it actually felt like it was pushing on her vagina... from the inside.

Her head started to feel dizzy and the weight in her gut started to shove itself downward, pressing on the inside of her pussy more directly, causing it to start to open up on its own! There was no contractions, so she was not giving birth to anything, at least not in any traditional sense. Her entire body felt so weak, her consciousness felt like it was falling into an abys, a feeling of falling even though she was sitting, her conscious thoughts slipping away for a moment, deeper within.

Her crotch swelled tremendously as the bulge of her gut tried to move down through it. Her pussy drooled heavily and opened wide entirely on its own; getting stretched huge as a massive object pushed downward. The color left her skin and her body became lifeless as the object popped out and tumbled onto the floor bopping its head against the stall door. Greta stood up shakily, her body slick with vaginal lube. She looked down at her former body confused, now facing... herself. She had given birth to... HERSELF? Her old body was nothing more than a cast-off shell now; hollow and lifeless.

Greta went to leave and almost fell into the door when her leg joints shifted slightly. Her heart beat thundered in her ears from the sudden confusion, excitement, and fear of the situation so she could barely hear the dull pops under her skin all over her body. She was... growing. There would be no reason to spawn herself a second body if that is all there was to it. Greta is going through metamorphosis; this new body is fresh, soft... malleable. Her dormant insect aspects are finally able to manifest in this new form, while she is still soft from rebirth. Her joints gave off quiet, dull pops as they expanded and re-fit back together at their new size. Inaudible to anyone else- she could hear the sound of her tissue stretching, like a soft groaning.

She snatched the clothing off her cast-off and stumbled out of the stall, falling back against the door closed door, then rolling to the next door and flopping into the next stall over. She could barely stand at the moment because her body is shifting slow and steady ALL over. She couldn't get dressed in a cramped stall with her own cast-off taking up most of the space though, so she needed a new stall. She was extremely glad no one else was in the bathroom right now. Using paper towels she tried to dry the lube off her body the best she could before putting her stuff back on, but also wanting to hurry in case anyone else came in here. She needed to wait for the changes to stop though, or the clothes may get in their way.

Her toenails turned black and looked like they were somehow growing backwards over her skin. It was actually becoming a chitinous shell around her feet. Because of the way she was leaning on the front of her feet as she was crouched down trying to dry them off and examining the changes- her heels started to grow out claws. She rolled back in surprise on them, but rather than buckle they caught and supported her weight. It looked like she was wearing odd segmented high-heel shoes, even though she was technically barefoot! She stood up straight, testing her balance on them. Unlike actual high-heels she had better balance, because the heel was technically a claw; she could adjust its angle. The chitin that advanced up from her now claw-like toenails only encapsulated her toes including the ball of the foot, and then her heel was entirely covered because of the new grown digit.

Greta's entire body shifted slowly, growing larger and more than that- taller. She had been pudgy and stout, now she is quickly turning to tall and narrow! She liked how mature Grace is, and that is rubbing off on her own form now. The only part of her that remained completely the same as before is her very dark brown hair is still only mid-length; a pixie cut, and her eyes remain a pale olive green. Her stomach obviously flattened back, but this form also lost any pudge she formerly had, leaving her quite sleek and toned! Damn- if that isn't the best way to lose weight, I don't know what is.

Greta is now as tall as Ed is, on top of the fact that the new alteration to her heels makes her even taller by lifting her heels off the ground at all times- so she is actually an inch taller than Ed is! She shakily left the stall since she couldn't get dressed till the change stopped anyway, and wandered to one of the mirrors to look at herself in curiosity. When she came in she was barely level with the bottom of the mirrors, now her eyes were almost above mirror level now! She looked... more mature. More like Grace. And that pleased her greatly.

For her tiny size she had always had pretty impressive breasts; being a good sized C before. Now the skin pulls taut as the fat within grows rapidly, stretching them out, also stretching the nerves inside; causing her pleasure receptors to constantly buzz with a mild but unrelenting pleasure. The skin of her boobs blushed pink from the growth- but looking like they were embarrassed by how fat they were getting. Now her bust looked like E cups! They were large but also very well shaped- the skin taught and smooth, holding their shape astonishingly well for their size. Her areola were small before but her nipples wide and had well defined shape too, making them look like tiny tree stumps. After the rapid expansion of her tits; her areola are wider and now have a soft edge to them from being stretched so quickly. Her wide nipples remained the same, and their coloration remained unchanged- their color almost identical to that of her hair.

Greta hefted her bare breasts, forgetting her mission to get re-dressed as she marveled at her own flesh. She bounced them off her palms, smiling at their jiggling when plapping back down. They are large and fat, but the muscle tissue that holds the inner fat to the outer skin was also grown, so her breasts maintain their shape quite well, giving them abnormal levels of elasticity for her size. She cannot dig her fingers into them too far in spite of how soft they are before the skin springs her grip back out.

She was snapped out of her admiration though when she winced and moaned at an odd feeling. Her skin seemed to contract suddenly in several places starting at her shoulders, and before her eyes reflected in the mirror- her flesh thickened and darkened. Her bones weakened while material was borrowed from them to strengthen the surface level as chitin plates formed armor on her. Her entire shoulder blades, her elbows, and all of her knuckle joints grew shiny smooth black plates of armor fused with her skin, as well as her nails sharpening a bit and turning to black claws to match her toes too.

The material of her bone had essentially split itself with the surface tissue- so they were both one and the same, fusing together in the middle! Though hard- as it is meant to be the skeleton of an insect- chitin is not so hard that it is brittle. It sort of feels like a super dense fingernail- tapping on it; she can fully feel everything through the chitin carapace. It is hard, but if you push hard enough- it can still bend.

Greta had no time to recover from that as she cried out in a mix of pleasure and confusion again, twisting herself around trying to look at her own ass. Movement of muscle extending from her back, but also an explosion of pressure and pleasure as her tailbone seemed to extend a bit but then inflate tremendously! In actuality the bone had regressed- not extended. The actual tail bone melted away so the material could be used to once again form a new skeletal structure on the outside of her body rather than inside.

Greta caught sight of something else barely in her field of view and had to turn her attention back to the mirror; finding an explanation for yet another odd feeling she felt. Her perception was extending; she could feel things farther from her body than possible, and that was because she now had two antennae sticking out of her forehead! They continued to grow longer and form thousands of long bristles- they were turning into the big feathery antennae of a moth! The individual bristles are delicate enough that they pick up on remote vibrations in the air, allowing her to detect movement around her without having to look at it.

Greta shivered and quickly arched her head back from a prickly tingle as her hairline advanced down in the back, consuming her neck and wrapping around the sides as well! She is growing a fluffy mane! It quickly transitioned from hair to dense, but also light and soft fur- though maintained the same color as her hair. It wrapped around her neck and then expanded in length, actually also matching her hair- but because the fur is so fluffier and light it does not hang; it sticks straight out. If her breasts had not enlarged so much she might not actually be able to see her own tits past all the fluff, without reaching up to push it down! The mane had taken on markings however- stripes shaped like sideways chevrons, vaguely making it reminiscent of a bee. The fur had her very deep brown hair color, but the stripes are of a very pale grey. As if in an attempt to better blend it- a single streak of pale grey also appeared in her human hair at the front, and slightly to the left. The fur tickled her tits as it grew out, but once fully formed the front of the mane sat comfortably in her cleavage. It is super soft, so it actually feels really nice on her bare flesh!

Greta's entire body quivered and she buckled over panting and gasping, using the sink to brace herself as the growth on her butt grew tremendously! She unintentionally raised her butt into the air while bent over the sink, so the new growth wobbled as she raised it into the air on reflex. It inflated like a balloon and felt extremely good- like someone touching her clit kind of good. Normally a bug would have their genitals in this area, but because her body is still almost entirely human her actual vulva did not move. The bulb grew from where her tail bone used to be, but the base broadened enough that it advanced into the cleft between her butt cheeks- pulling out her anus with the growth. That was likely where most of the unintentional pleasure was coming from- her anus is being stretched along the bulb! It grew to medicine ball sized and beyond, overshadowing her actual butt by a great amount. The new abdomen stopped at the size of a medium sized beach ball! It is mostly spherical but has a very slight teardrop shape to it.

She shook her new shapely hips and the large sphere wobbled with it. The abdomen is entirely encased in banded chitin sheets- they are stiff but flexible, so when she wiggles her tushy the big sphere of a butt actually bounces back and forth with its elasticity. The chitin from it advanced onto her back but only just barely- it formed a stripe up her lower back made up of several small plates.

She grabbed around herself to squish the abdomen and felt her anal walls collapse from the pressure- then spring back into place when she let go.

"That is... hella weird. And... hot." She blushed.

Spinnerets would grow back there too, but Greta does not have them- she is not a silk producing insect. Her intestinal tract is now in the abdomen as well as her womb and ovaries- however; her actual vaginal opening hasn't changed its position at all. This means she could potentially take a gargantuan dick into her, because her vagina is extraordinarily long thanks to her womb and thus her cervix being in a completely different place.

"Hrrm. Guess I can't sit on a toilet normally now though, either, because my butt is in a different place..."

Her glutes were still in the same place they have always been- so it looks like she still has a perfectly normal human butt, but the anus is at the end of the abdomen. Or... pretty much at the end- it isn't DIRECTLY at the very end; it's on the underside of the end of it.

Greta's heart jumped as she heard someone walk by dangerously close to the door to the bathroom and scrambled for her clothing! The person outside did not enter, but it was a close enough call to remind Greta she is standing completely naked in a public bathroom! Her shoes and socks would not fit, but she also did not really need them. The parts of her feet that sit firmly on the ground are covered in chitin, and her heels are armored to the point she could use them as weapons.

Greta needed to wiggle her hips back and forth a good bit to wedge her panties and especially her shorts back on; sucking her gut in to be able to close the button on the front. She used to be pudgy and is now lean... but also she is just bigger overall now. The back of her shorts also kinda chaffed the underside of her abdomen, since a bit of its base trailed between her butt cheeks, and thus too low for the shorts to fit normally. Good thing they were shorts- if they were pants it would be extremely obvious she changed recently because the legs wouldn't even come close to fitting.

When it came to her shirt- the fit was considerably worse. She had to fully exhale and yank the shirt down with one hand while shoving up under her tits with the other, trying to stuff herself inside! If her boobs were not so soft there would be zero chance of getting them in there. The long sleeve shirt that formerly fit her just fine now barely covered anything. Only the top and middle of her breasts fit in the shirt- the bottom billowed out under the shirt like an upside-down muffin top! There was no longer enough fabric to cover any of her actual torso. Even the sleeves- formerly able to cover her wrists now barely made it past her elbows. She did not even attempt to put her bra on- there is zero chance of it fitting.

Greta nervously looked at the door, wanting to return to Grace and Ed, but nervous her outfit is a bit too much in this state. If she inhales deeply her breasts might just tear the shirt in half the moment she walks out of the bathroom. Ed sat in a chair facing the bar counter, while Grace was opposite of him- so she is facing the bathrooms. Greta managed to wave her over to try and help without alerting Ed. Grace barely recognized her but still went to her aid, looking as casual as possible so Ed would not turn around and look at Greta.

Grace ran a chitinous claw down the front of Greta's shirt in the bathroom and the top immediately ripped in half- her claw cut into the fabric enough that it burst the rest of the way from pressure. She concentrated a moment and then opened her mouth revealing a pool of milky liquid in it- then dipping her pointed fingertips into the liquid she drew out several strands that became stickier and more solid the farther it stretched into open air. Grace had a pretty human form, so she did not have a separate abdomen to host her spinneret. Instead she has dozens of spinnerets lining the inside of her cheeks- the milky fluid is liquid webbing! She began to stitch the two halves of the cut top together, criss-crossing the new silk to make it look as natural as possible. She then extended the material down to cover more of her torso and the underside of her breasts. She even cut a V shape from Greta's shorts so she could wear them normally and still fit her abdomen over it. Spiders can control whether their silk is sticky or not- their webs are made of both; since a spider is not immune to the stickiness of its own web. It just knows where not to step. Because Grace had no needle with her to properly sew with, she used sticky silk as binding and non-sticky as the base material. When the sticky web dries completely it basically fuses with the existing material.

Grace did the honor of re-introducing a surprised Ed to the new Greta when the two returned. Ed was at a loss of words, and Greta could not stop blushing or smiling. Taller, leaner, more mature looking, bigger bust, curvy hips, and a ... well, two big butts depending on how you look at it. Her new chitinous feet clicked on the ground when she walked, and her hefty breasts bobbed with every little motion she made- the taut shirt over it loaned them even more bounce than they already had. She seemed a bit jumpy as well, but it was only because she was getting used to her antennae; which allowed her to feel a lot more than she could before. They look cute anyway. They raised and lowered with her facial expressions like a second set of eyebrows. For Ed it was hard to get over how dramatic the changes were to his friend. She had always been cute, but now she was beautiful, and he found himself suddenly attracted to her in different ways, but did not want to show it at risk of seeming shallow and hurting their friendship.

The day turned out quite nice, in spite of all Ed's prior worries. All three of them walked and talked all afternoon. Greta was still pulling attention from standing out, but now she was turning heads from how good she looked. Grace gave them both a tour of the area herself before leaving the two alone to enjoy the rest of the day.

Before departing Grace leaned her head toward Ed's and whispered to him. "Stick to quieter areas for now, and don't let her run around too energetically... there is a chance her transformation isn't over yet."

"What? Why would it start and then stop before finishing?"

"This may be her nymph stage. She is a hybrid- not a specific bug, so we can't know for sure how her body will develop." She shrugged. "Just a thought."

Los Anul bordered the ocean on the north-east side- the east edge of the silk weaver district- so Ed and Greta headed there for the evening, getting a small dinner at one of the beach side restaurants. Greta's appetite finally normalized now that she was no longer secretly in a grub stage. It felt weird for Ed; thinking of and having to deal with all the attention Greta got now as such a beautiful woman. Just earlier today he felt like he had to white knight around her to protect her from the world like looking after a little sister. Now it was almost feeling like the opposite, where Greta fit in better than he ever could. Trying to look out for her now almost seemed... insulting. She is a grown woman and can clearly help herself. But she is the same woman she was earlier this same day, just in a wildly different body.

In the evening they walked the beach slowly as the sun set, talking about nothing really. Greta seemed flirty, but Ed was still shy about making any advances himself. Greta also took a bit to get used to walking in the sand with her new feet- because high-heels and sand don?t, and never will mix. In order to walk in the sand, she clasped the heel claw down flat against the soles of her feet, and basically stepped down with its point and her toes straight down- stabbing her foot into the sand and standing like that. It sounds painful, but remember; her feet are structured differently and covered in armored chitin.

When they reached the end of the beach, Ed was about to turn around but Greta took his wrist and suggested they keep going, into the bushes at the end of the beach where the sands gave into rockier ground that had collected plant life. She was looking for a private nook.

Greta took the initiative, grabbing Ed and kissing him once they were far enough into the line of trees that no one from the beach would see. At the feel of her plush lips on his, Ed could not hold himself back any longer, nor had reason to. The two continued to kiss and gently caress one another as they awkwardly tumbled out of their clothing without breaking contact. Luckily the waves against the shore polished even the larger boulders here to a smooth surface, so they did not hurt themselves rolling over them as they discarded their clothing along the way. Greta needed some help popping out of her top since it was still a very firm fit.

Ed immediately magnetized to her impressive breasts and Greta had no complaints- she enjoyed them as much as he did so she pushed them into his hands, encouraging him to dig his fingers in. Greta rest her head back against a log of smooth driftwood- polished by the waves to the point it was drained of all color and just as smooth as the rocks. Greta moaned and bucked gently against Ed as he turned his attention to her hot pussy, placing a hand on either of her thighs and kissing her blushing slit. Because her bug butt is so big, she put it between her legs so he was straddling it to get to her honeypot. He bounced a bit, pressing his hard erection against the stiff, rubbery chitin below. But after a few moments... it pushed back.

Greta's moans became grunts and groans as her body started to feel too tight. They could both hear the groaning sound of sudden expansion... like a low-pitched sound of rubber stretching! Her already large abdomen started to grow again, but it sounded like it was struggling.

"H-ho-oohle body f-fe.. fah-hah~ fe-feels so t-t-tiight."

Ed stood up off her so he didn't stifle her changes. "Ah... looks like Grace was right. You have another metamorphosis still." He felt a bit awkward standing there naked and just watching- but it is not like he could affect her change one way or the other.

Greta rolled over, trying to get up but paused on all fours. Her back started to hunch and then swell up and out. She breathed heavily, rolling onto her arms and legs as her body started to convulse a bit and her back swelled up more. Her body started to drain of color and her skin dried rapidly. With a final violent lurch the dry skin on her back cracked open and for the second time today; Greta emerged from her own former body! Her nymph form became the cast-off as she slid out from the back of it, standing and stepping awkwardly out from it, almost falling over in her unstable form. The new body looked wet, but only because it was so smooth and still forming in the open air- she was moist but not wet. Once again fresh and soft- easily shapen. Her skin looked deathly pale in the moonlight for a few moments, before the peach tone started to flush back in.

She stumbled forward, catching herself with her hands before she hit the ground. Ed was about to grab her, but was actually knocked back by a sudden air pressure- and the sound of beating wings! Four large dragonfly-like wings beat so rapidly they almost became invisible in motion on her back. Dragonfly can stop on a dime and turn abruptly mid-flight thanks to their twin sets of wings. They can also beat the wings so quickly that they generate heat, and warm their own bodies when it's cool out. These had the same grey stripes on them as her bee mane, which actually made the wings more closely resemble a damselfly, since a dragonfly's wings are not colored. Her body cracked and popped and for a moment almost looked like her back was bulging out again, but it was because Greta bunched up as her torso grew longer- having to change the position of her arms and legs to stretch herself back out.

New vertebrae formed and slid out of the existing segments to stretch everything longer before growing to full size- the new length emerged from the old like a sword is drawn from a sheath. Likewise- a whole new set of ribs cloned itself off expanding material from the existing ribcage, and then slid out the bottom before expanding to its full size and fusing at the front to a second sternum! Since the two rib cages were clones of one another- there was flexibility between the two sets, they linked to separate sternum. Even her shoulder blades cloned themselves! Then calcium jelly formed clouds and then condensed into tubes which pushed out on the skin and muscle around it as it solidified more. Little fleshy nubs, then tiny proto-limbs, then infantile arms, and then a full second set of arms!

The new set of arms was not quite equal to the first. This set was very slightly smaller than the original, and the hands lacked a ring finger- there was only three fingers and a thumb. An even more notable difference however is that these arms are almost entirely encased with chitin- the only bare flesh anywhere on them is the palms. The chitin that grew in the same places as her original set matched the black, but all the places uniquely covered on these arms only grew in pale grey instead.

The chitin on both sets of arms also advanced a bit- becoming thicker and projecting off as bumps on the first knuckle of her fingers and toes, and on her wrists. On her elbows it stuck out as a rounded, shallow spike almost. The carapace on her shoulders thickened, forming a ridge on its border and then developed several bumps which grew into rounded spikes on them. The large plates over her shoulder blades grew into a shape that vaguely resembles the wings of a black butterfly. Greta's actual wings remained trembling in rapid half-flaps from the sensations in her body. On her feet, a projected diamond shaped plate now shielded her upper foot, and a similar plate that projected even further out from her legs formed along her upper shin, trailing from the dense cap of chitin on her kneecaps.

A group of smaller plates formed over her pussy, causing Greta to moan and scrunch her body up from the unintentional pleasure the movement caused so close to her naughty bits. These plates seemed to replace her pubic hair- as she no longer had any on emerging from her second husk. Her clitoral hood hardened into chitin as well- developing a small rounded thorn off the outer facing side, but her clit itself remained unchanged still.

Immediately after they fully developed; Greta was already putting her new arms to use, grabbing at her doubled chest immediately, gasping and yelping in surprise from an electric pleasure igniting in her chest, giving her goosebumps even though she felt red-hot! You see, it wasn't just a second set of arms. It is a second set of ribs too... which means she has a second set of pectoral muscles... which means she has a second set of breasts. The new nipples widened and the areola bloated out into their own hemisphere before the actual breasts behind them even started- though when they did start to grow; they grew fast. The mammaries formed behind them completely unseen on the surface first, but once they were done the fat cells started to rapidly multiply and then the breasts visibly bloated. Fatter, rounder, softer. Her skin was pulled so taut the pores were yanked flat making her skin almost look wet for how smooth it was, because it was having trouble keeping pace with the fattening of her tits! Just like the first set- the rapid growth stretched the areola from unusually small and hard-edged to big with a very gradual edge. Unlike her second set of arms- her second pair of breasts matched the first set in every aspect. Perfect clones!

The warm, constant pleasure radiating from her breasts was driving her nuts- it didn't pause but it was teasingly gentle. Too little, too far from her pussy to make her orgasm, but also far too prominent to ignore. She flopped onto her side to free all four of her arms and dug her fingers deep into her tit flesh, and then shoved all four breasts in on each other! She mashed them together, kneading the soft bouncy flesh like bakers dough while moaning loudly. Ed was getting nervous someone would hear her moans and come check- but not many people ever come to the very edge of the beach, never mind the bush PAST the edge.

Greta's wingbeats were knocking her hair around from the wind they generate- so Ed seen her hair was getting longer now too. Not as drastic as her other changes, and the mane of fur around her neck that connects to it remained the same, but her hair IS growing. It did not stop till it was long enough to eclipse half her back- which would be enough to touch her butt if she hadn't grown a second ribcage.

Not to be upstaged; Greta's abdomen still hasn't stopped growing- it was the first of the new changes to try and start up, and it has not paused once the whole time the rest of these changes have been happening. It started already the size of a medium sized beach ball- then a giant beach ball bigger than her entire torso, and then the size of a giant faire pumpkin, and still bigger than that! It had to weigh at least three times as much as the entire rest of her body! Her ass is actually so monumentally huge; it had to grow its own legs! Looking at first like little nuggets of muscle, then pudgy little bubbles- thick, cone-like legs grew out toward the end of her abdomen, because it's too long for it to be physically possible for her to lift off the ground otherwise. The little grub legs grew in two rows of three- six chubby little legs to carry the end while her humanoid torso carries the front. The grub legs are very short- but they are also very sticky; they can grip almost any surface other than glass or sheer ice.

Unnoticed for now- she actually developed a second hole above her anus, at the very end of her abdomen, to link to an entirely new set of organs. The abdomen also became progressively less round the larger it got- it was originally spherical but now it was an oval at best. The black carapace was softer here than the other parts of her body- the banded chitin is more rubbery and malleable, almost giving her abdomen the same feel as a giant thick-skinned boob. Little pale grey dots formed on it toward the upper side and grew to randomly sized and spaced spots- almost like large freckles to break up the black.

She felt another set of muscles forming, and looked down in surprise to see little proto limbs forming on her sides below the second set now!

"Haaaah~ how-hah- how m-much more am I going to change?!"

Ed ran his fingers through his hair, shaking his head. "Oooph... I mean, it is based on YOUR personality. But you liked a lot of different types of bugs."

Greta's limbs grew in less evolved than one another- and the change between the second and third set was even more drastic than the second from the first. These arms only grew half the size of the ones above it- and are entirely encased in a black carapace; no bare flesh at all. The hands only had two clawed fingers- they technically had a thumb but it was rudimentary; it only had a single joint, so not really developed enough to really use for anything. While the third set does have its own chitin-encrusted shoulder blades, it thankfully did not come with another set of pectoral muscles, or titties.

Grey spots formed on some of her human flesh now- her outer thighs, the bare skin on her back, her uppermost forearms, and her face- concentrated on the bridge of her nose like freckles.

Her vision blurred for a good minute, and her head throbbed painfully causing her to groan as her eyes changed. Most bugs have compound eyes- which are made up of hundreds of different receptors. They have poor image resolution, but they can see in all directions at the same time. Since Greta is still mostly human, her eyes were compromising. Her iris deformed and her pupils split, and then again. She has an odd shaped iris containing three different pupils- each angled slightly different from one another. This means she can see in multiple directions at once- her peripheral vision can still only see the same things it used to, but now her focussed vision takes up half of what used to be peripheral. Because her pupils are so close to one another- at a glance it almost looks like she has a really big heart-shaped pupil.

Her jaw felt stiff, but her changes seemed to slow. "Am... am I d-aah nnngh..!" Her jaw popped loudly.

Surprising Ed and Greta both- her cheeks peeled away from the rest of her face!! What looked like normal human cheeks were in fact the backside of two large insect mandibles! When they folded out, massive black fangs folded out to point forward automatically! Once their joints settled and their transition was complete though- they retracted; the fangs folded against the inside of the mandible, which then also folded into the sides of her mouth- their outer facing side once again looking like a perfectly normal cheek.

"Eew, well... that is a little gross."

"No blowjobs."

Greta laughed, even though the transformation drained most of her energy. Overall, her form actually isn't that foreign. She still looks pretty human. Her changes riled up her body even more, but now she was physically drained from her transformation, so Ed would have to do all the work- she was pooped but still eager to try her new body.

Greta blushed- too tired to get up off her side she used the little grub legs to march the end of her rump closer to Ed. "I... kinda wanna try this way."

He smiled and shrugged- sure why not? Her butt is bigger than he is, so he sort of laid himself over the back of it while pushing into her anus. The hole now above it is smaller- he could probably get his dick in that hole too, but since he did not know where that one went- best not fuck around with it just yet. The giant bug butt was incredibly springy- the chitin flexible but too solid to allow you to shove in too far, it bounces you back off. Inside her anus gripped him and the muscles of the now VERY long opening gripped and drew inward each in succession, like it was drying to devour his cock. It was like her butt was actually sucking on him! He sat on the boulder, braced his hands on the massive curve of her butt and thrust in hard- hard enough to deform the elongated shape of her butt and bounce it back against his crotch, clapping loudly together!

Greta sat on her knees, grabbed up all four of her tits again with her four fleshy palms and mashed them together, while her tiny insectoid arms were perfect length to reach down to her pussy! Since they only have two fingers- one pushed in on her outer labia and parted them- the little proto-thumb at the perfect length away from the fingers to be directly over her clit. The other hand went inside and spread her fingers to rub firmly along either side of her vaginal walls! She could not stop her wings from fluttering automatically from her overstimulation- but they were not flapping very far, so rather than a blast of wind they generated a nice breeze, blowing her hair forward and his back. Her hair lengthening sort of erased her haircut, so the only thing keeping her hair out of her face was her antennae.

Her entire abdomen started to scrunch up, becoming a bit rounder and shorter- Ed could tell she was peaking so he sped up. He was holding himself back because it would be rude to finish before the lady. Greta gasped and moaned with higher and higher pitch, her body starting to tremble. She felt burning hot on the inside, with the cool sea breeze on her outside, stirred by her wings' constant hum. Ed was a hair away from his own climax trying to hold out against the soft, rippling of her butt trying to drink him. He surprised her- at the moment of orgasm he managed to yank her gargantuan butt up off the ground, then thrust forward as hard as he could, squashing it in on itself, billowing it rounder as he thrust into her with his entire body weight against it! They both orgasmed together there on the beach, in the beams of moonlight dancing around in the fluttering leaves overhead, and glistening off the gentle waves.

When the two returned to Los Anul proper, it was probably around 2 in the morning. The lights of the silkweaver district had long since gone out- the shops closed and everyone gone to bed. The backstreets however were as lively as ever... plenty of bugs are nocturnal. Those blinking neon lights will stay on well into the wee hours of the morning. Greta's outfit now fit worse than ever. Thanks to Grace's extending her top- it actually did... almost cover her boobs. The problem is she now has four- so the bottom set is only just barely covered enough to have the nipples inside of the bottom of the shirt. If she moves around much- they will very easily pop back out of the shirt entirely; there are just barely in there. The shirt is held so high up by her tits that it already rests above her second set of shoulders naturally- so neither of the bottom two sets are covered by anything. Her shorts still fit, but that is because she tore them completely down the back- using the V cut Grace already made in the back, to let her gigantic butt hang out. Ed just needed to get her to the train station. Now that she really is a bug, she can move into this area of Los Anul- but she doesn't currently have a place to stay. I mean, technically she could stay with Ed, but his apartment is absolutely tiny, and she is friggen BIG. She is so large compared to his tiny ass place, she would be able to go to the bathroom while still sitting in his living room.

Greta smiled at Ed, turning to face him but walked backwards to keep their pace. "So, finally woman enough for you~"

"W-hey, don't put it like that!"

"What? You never made a pass at me before."

He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "I technically still never made a pass at you- you came onto me, remember? Besides, it isn't like I didn't already like you... it just... I dunno. When you were so petite I just... I don't know. It felt different. I know you as a person didn't change, but having your body suddenly change like that... changed how I felt like I should act around you... is that... shallow?"

"No. Or I don't care anyway- I just assumed that is how it would be."

He paused his walking, furrowing his brows a bit. "Wait- does that mean you always liked me like... that? And just never said anything?"

She froze up a moment, then blushed. "W-well, I mean... I never really thought about it before today-"

"Well, well, well." The voice of Heca came from behind them, let by the multi-colored neon lights on either side of the backroads.

Ed groaned, getting a sinking feeling immediately, knowing this can only be trouble. Heca walked up to them, then looked Greta over- now that they are the same height. He smiled in approval of her new body and she shivered in disgust.

"Not bad, nice tits. But we have a score to settle from earlier. Your friend Grace isn't here to make threats on your behalf no more."

Greta moved back and Heca went to grab her arm, but she darted UP! Opening her wings; Grace flew up out of his reach, though bobbed in the air- her wings could lift her with ease... they however had a bit of trouble lifting her giant ass. She can fly with her butt in the air too, but it?s a struggle, and she won't be able to stay airborne for long.

Heca growled up at her. "Look bitch, you can't stay in the air forever. I am not going to fuck you up- you're a woman. But you're gunna damn well apologize. Get on your knees and say you're sorry for earlier. I got a reputation to uphold, and it's not a forgiving one."

Ed sighed, smacking Heca lightly on the shoulder. "Hey, come on man. It is too late for this bullshit. I can lick your boots tomorrow, or whatever deranged shit you want me to do."

Heca scoffed at him. "I don't want YOU to do shit, worm. SHE is going to have to pay for mocking me on my own turf."

Heca smiled as she started to bob in the air, struggling to stay in flight. Greta then swung around and grabbed a wall with all six of her grub arms and then all six of her full arms and rest her wings! She can climb on the wall!

Heca ran over and punched the wall of the building she was on in rage. "Maybe I should crush you!! Get the fuck down, now, bitch."

Heca was tossed eight feet through the air like a human cannon ball, and slammed into the corner of another building hard enough to chip the bricks of the wall! He was hit by a kick too fast to have even been visible by the naked eye.

Ed slowly lowered his foot and Greta went wide-eyed at his form! He deactivated his ward, and took on his true form! He stood two feet higher on legs that were almost obscenely muscular, and entirely encapsulated in an army-green chitin carapace. The soles of his feet were narrow and vastly elongated- he stood only on the very tip of his feet, on two clawed toes. He has four arms, but they are not structurally any different than his normal arms- though their outer facing sides have plates of the same chitin his legs are sealed inside of. Since his shirt only has two sleeves- the second set of arms were just crossed under it. Ed is a grasshopper.

Ed scoffed at Heca, wheezing from the impact as he tried to get back up. "I have a reputation to keep too, as it so happens. I am the guy who does people favors... keeps his head down and nose out of business that isn't his own. If I have to start breaking necks, people will expect more of me, and that's too much of a bother." He smirked. "So hopefully I didn't break too many bones."

Greta fell off the wall, opening her wings just in time to hover down to a soft landing beside Ed again. "Holy... shit. You almost kicked a 400 pound blob of muscle into the next universe."

Ed laughed, activating his ward and putting it back in place- causing his bug features to turn to vapor and dissipate into the air. "Normally I have no problem holding myself back, weird."

"You've been surprising tonight- I was just hoping you'd show him what for and then you actually DID it! Same when we were having sex actually, haha! I was just thinking about how I wish you'd REALLY give it to me, and you went herculean mode and lifted my entire ass off the ground!"

Ed laughed loudly, and started walking again, shaking his head. "Well, that explains it."

"Huh?" She skittered on her assortment eight legs to catch up.

"You took traits from a Queen. You developed a hive-mind. You can influence the thoughts of other anthro bugs." He smiled at her and shrugged. "You've been puppeteering me all night without even realizing it."

Unsurprisingly; they did not have any more unpleasant encounters with Heca. In fact- no one seen him for several days; probably too ashamed to show his face. Grace was happy to meet the new-new Greta when she returned to the insect districts of Los Anul- this time with her bags packed, to move in. Not only did she fit in physically- she also has an automatic job. She found out what that extra hole is soon enough when her giant butt generated a sheet of new scales early the following day. Based on their feel, she thought they were made of soap somehow at first. The scales popped off easily- they are made of wax. Wax is made by bees by further refining the same process they use to make honey- and they sweat it from special pores, forming wax scales on their rump to brush off. Which means... if Great can make wax... she can also make honey. The hole at the very end of her butt excretes pure honey- she has traits of a honeybee! No one originally believed Greta would fit in here... but, everyone was pretty sure she will, now.