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The giant beetle did not expect his day to be going this way. When he got a call of a disturbance, he did not think the overly aggressive roach would be balls deep into another cockroach. It just didn't make any sense. He was fucking her like he was a bug possessed, and the things he said and the actions he took afterward only made him seem less and less mentally stable.

What the beetle expected least of all was to be pinned down onto the street with the muscular man grabbing his beetle cock, sitting on top of him.

"C... calm down!" The beetle says, reaching up and holding onto the roach's waist. "Something's not right here."

"You're right," says the roach, his eyes a dull glowing red as he stares down at the beetle.

"I'm glad we can see eye-to-aah!"

The roach squeezes the beetle's cock, scooting backward, his ass rubbing against the beetle's length. "I will do as you command."

"But I didn't say any, ooh!"

The Roach lines himself up, pressing his hole against the beetle's length.

"I didn't even know you had a, aah!"

The beetle's words are cut off as the roach leans back, his chest broad and spread, his legs pinning down two of the beetle's arms, his arms supporting himself on the ground and the beetle's thighs. He slowly lowers himself down, pushing the beetle's cock deeper into his own.

"Is this... ah... what you... mmm... want? M... my queen?"

The beetle grunts, gripping the roach. "Oh, fuck me... that's... that's..."

The beetle's partner, a smaller beetle, rushes up to him. "Don't worry, chief! I got ya!"

"Hold that thought!" the beetle barks. "I got this one."

"B... but sir, he's... he's..."

"Distracted," the beetle says. "Enough for... ngh... backup to... ah... come. Go... g-get help for... the girl."

"Uh, boss, about that..." the smaller beetle says, two roach hands resting upon his shoulders. The female roach leans forward, resting her chin upon his head, her chest smushed up against his back.

"Seems she's kinda waiting in line."

The male roach shoves down, sitting on the giant beetle's hips.

The big beetle gasps, his mouth wide, chittering, shuddering. "T... tell her... I... it's gonna... be... awhile!"

The male roach lowers his head, closing his eyes. He slides up and down that pole, pushing himself up and letting go, letting gravity sink that cock deeper into him. "Is this... how it will... feel... when you grace me...?" He asks.

"What's he talking about?" asks the small beetle, roach fingers squeezing his cheeks, pulling him to look up toward her. Through his compound eyes, he can practically see the hearts in hers.

He's on the ground only a moment later, with a more prominent roach woman straddling him. She sinks his own cock deep inside of her snatch, the sloshing discharge of the more enormous cockroach mixing in with the beetle's dick.

"C... chief!" The beetle yelps. "This is... ahh... It's...!"

"It's part of the job, cadet!" the chief grunts, grabbing his roach and hefting. He rolls him over with a heave, knocking the perp onto his back and lifting his legs. "Alright, big guy. You wanna fuck, let's fuck!"

He practically roars as he gets the cockroach's thighs, spreading his legs. Now the beetle thrusts into him, pumping as the more prominent male's cock bounces about, spilling juices with each and every thrust.

"You aren't... gonna let him... show you up...?" asks the female roach, rolling her hips, teasing the smaller beetle.

The cadet shakes his head, holding onto her arms. "I... I like it more... sensual..." he admits.

"Aw, aren't you a cutie," she purrs, licking her lips. She leans in, holding him into a kiss, sighing as the two of them lay chest-to-chest, their lower bodies gyrating in the middle of the street.

Even as the cockroach grunts and slides on the ground with every thrust from the beetle, two crickets watch from the sidelines, shaking their heads.

"What the hell!?" says the male cricket, chirping in annoyance. "We were just breeding like good, normal people. This is degeneracy here."

"Now, now, dear," says the female cricket. "If they are trying new ways of life, that's perfectly fine. Who are we to tell them what their mating calls are like?"

A soft buzzing descends behind them, and two red-tipped hands caress their shoulders.

"Oh, you two are so progressive! How wonderful to hear about that in such a dung heap of a town."

The two cannot whirl around before the needle-like fingers jab into their necks. When the wasp retracts, the male falls to his knees, rubbing at his throat, staring up with his antennae twitching. "W... what are you... doing?"

The wasp pulls the female in close, a finger stroking up and down her segmented abdomen. "Oh, don't you mind me, mister man," she says. "Your lady love is so fertile right now, with all so many eggs, isn't that right?"

"I... I am?" the female says with a curious coo.

"Oh yes, but not nearly enough. No, you're so ready to be a mother many times over," the wasp says, placing her palm on her stomach. "But you have so much room in there. What's a few more eggs?"

"I... maybe...? But what about my... mate?"

"Oh, him?" The wasp asks, shaking her head. "He might be totally into seeing you filled with egg after egg, isn't that right, sweetie? See? He's getting hard just thinking about watching you scream in delight."

The female cricket looks down, and the male is already sliding his hands up along his thighs, spreading them, showing off his erect member.

"What a good boy," coos the wasp. "Just like my other good boy over there." She strokes under the female cricket's chin. "But, are you ready to be a good girl?"

The female cricket blinks, shaking her head, pulling herself back. "W-wait, this can't be right. What are you saying?"

The wasp chuckles, taking a step forward. "Oh, you're a willful one, aren't you? Then, this will be extra fun breaking you."