Legs 4 Days Ch. 02

Chapter 2 of 2!

Hailee scratched at her side and her nails made clicking sounds against the hardened tip of the claw barely jutting from her body.  She glanced at it with a frown, but it looked more like a distended mole than anything else.  And so, instead, she returned to stare back at her naked belly.

Thoughts warred inside her mind while strange new sensations vied for her attention.  She reached up to rub the almost flat nubs on her forehead and she bit her lip at how sensitive they were.  Information trickled into her from the nascent antennas, but she didn't know what it meant or what to do with it.

Her right hand slid down to her belly to stroke the hairs and she closed her eyes while reaching her left hand towards her pussy.  Her labia was engorged, swollen and puffy with her soft, almost hidden inner lips spread.

She couldn't stop thinking about being pregnant.  It was a completely alien thought to her and was antithetical to her previous beliefs. She'd hated the idea of raising a child.  Of even being pregnant.  Her mom went through a terrible bout of postpartum depression when she had Hailee's younger brother and it left a lasting impression on her.

However, as she made her way home, the thought came to her and she'd had to lean against a nearby tree to steady her suddenly trembling legs.

It wasn't the thought of a guy pounding into her-

"Breeding me," she moaned out loud while her hand slid between her silky, dripping lips.

The thrilling idea wasn't just the idea of a random man thrusting into her without a condom until he burst inside.  While that made her wet, it was picturing herself with a swollen belly full of slick eggs-

"Nnnrgh," she moaned, trying to picture a little baby instead but the image kept switching and changing.

As soon as she reached her room, she went straight for her birth control pills to throw them in the trash.  Almost immediately after, she collapsed on her bed to touch herself while staring at her belly and imagining it swelling as sperm filled her tight little pussy.

After countless orgasms, she lay on her back while staring at her ceiling. The invasive presence in her mind was a constant companion now and it spoke with her own voice.  Merged with her now.  It whispered to her as she fell into a deep sleep, speaking of a new home and sisters to attend to her needs.

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Casey waited outside of Hailee's dorm, sitting on a curved, metal bike rack.  She beamed when she felt Hailee's presence and sat up straighter while leaning towards the hallway seconds before Hailee arrived, announced by the pheromones swirling around her.

She found herself watching Hailee's movements closely - the way she stepped and held herself and she slid down to stand and tap her foot twice while lightly flicking her wrist, answering Hailee's subtle, unspoken question.

"I think you should bring the coach into our little group," Casey continued out loud.  "I'm confident I'll win a spot on the team today and I'll bring her to you while you wait in her office."

Her voice dropped and she stopped closer to Hailee until their cheeks were almost touching.  "I want to watch."

Hailee wrapped her arms around the other girl and she could feel the movement on her sides from the strange little claws - as if they were trying to hug the girl as well.

"And then the others," Casey continued.  She panted as wetness touched her thighs, soaking her panties at the idea of the other girls joining them.  Moaning when she pictured Hailee kissing them and sharing their gift - their connection.  She stepped away.  Her cheeks and the tips of her ears were deep red.  With a twist of her hips, she shifted her shoulder forward to add subtext to her desire.

She reached up to Hailee's head, pulling at her hair until the bumps on her forehead were concealed

"You're beautiful," Casey whispered.

In return, Hailee leaned forward, rewarding Casey with a kiss.  Her sheath slid forward while her tongue spread Casey's lips apart.  Casey sucked on the tongue while moaning. Her hips made short, sharp rocking motions as the sweetness filled her mouth once more.  She'd woken up drenched and she'd been forced to change her panties once already and she knew, as she came hard with Hailee's thick tongue thrusting into her throat, that she'd need to change into a clean pair as soon as she could.

After they broke apart and wiped drool from their chins, Hailee nodded silently.  When she stepped up to the sidewalk, Casey fell in behind her, matching her pace while glancing around at everybody and everything around her.  She was ill-suited for defense and her mind wandered once more towards her future tasks while adding a small note.

The pair spent the day together, sometimes talking, sometimes sharing thoughts with body language alone.  Neither of them attended classes and, instead, waited until practice would begin.

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Hailee stood with the other cheerleaders while their coach gave each of them individual pointers.

"Hailee," the coach said.

She left her for last and stared down at her clipboard, tapping the hardened edge with her pen.  Off to the side, six girls broke off into two groups with the base and backspot lifting their flyer for extra practice.

"I got nothing.  Listen.  If Katie doesn't come back from whatever she decided to do, I gotta be honest.  I'm considering making you captain.  I don't say this lightly but your movements are flawless and I see you trying to help out those around you."

The other girls cast glances at each other and a few of the looks were disgruntled.  Hailee caught all of it in the corner of her eyes.  She blinked, looked down and rubbed the corners of her eyes.  When she looked up, colors were subtly different with a purple tinge - brighter in some cases and more dull in others.

Her vision widened as her eyes bulged slightly from her sockets and the world stretched in front of her, showing her girls standing previously out of her sight off to her side.  A dull ache bloomed in the center of her forehead, just above her eyes.

"-take lead when we head out to camp in two days," the coach continued speaking, oblivious to Hailee's physical discomfort.  "Try it out.  I'll work with you and show you what you'll need."

Movements slowed around Hailee when she focused on someone but snapped back when she looked away.

"We good?" the coach asked.

"Oh.  Yes," Hailee told her.

Her skin crawled at the side of her body.  She could feel the strange protrusions moving beneath her top.  They stopped when she noticed them and her arms brushed against their points. The main tip had a second, smaller point beside it.  They both curled when she tensed and then unfurled when she relaxed.  She could feel the muscles moving in her chest and she frowned, focused and forced them to contract, causing the claws to lay flat against her sides.

"Looking forward to it," Hailee finished.  She tapped her left foot twice, her right once and partially bent her upper body while very slightly nodding her head, adding a sly, sensual undertone unreadable by all but Casey behind her who laughed behind her hand.

Her back vibrated.  The bulges were larger now, more elongated and warm to the touch.  When she rubbed them, she could feel something sliding just beneath the skin.

As she walked away towards the bleachers, Casey jumped up from where she sat. Adoration shined in her eyes, along with pure, unwavering faith that had only increased throughout the day.  She held a towel out for Hailee who took it with a warm, loving smile directed at the other girl.  Casey's hand trembled when their fingers briefly touched.

Hailee carefully wiped her forehead.  She'd worn her hair loose today to hide the bumps on her brow and they were incredibly sensitive.  The skin was harder there with a darker tint.

When she sat, she exhaled slowly and Casey knelt anxiously beside her.

"Are you okay?  Can I get you some ice?" the girl asked.

"It's fine, thank you," Hailee told her with two twitches that added her immense gratitude for the other girl's attention.  "Just sore.  Go on and take your spot.  Show them what you can do."

"Yes," Casey said, jumping up once more in a rush to obey.

Hailee shifted herself.  She wore a pad to prevent herself leaking.  She couldn't stop thinking about being fucked, raw, and filled by cum.  The soreness wasn't entirely due to all of her masturbation - some of which Casey provided after begging to be allowed the privilege.

Her normally flat mons pubis was swollen with the pink skin an angry reddened color and her pussy muscles felt like they were being stretched from within.

She ignored it and watched as Casey stood perfectly still on the court.  Catching her gaze, Casey winked at her before staring straight ahead once more.  Makayla and another cheerleader - Suzie, Hailee thought - joined her.  Belle was walking down the bleachers behind Hailee, entering her field of vision several seconds before she stood beside her.

"Congrats, Hailee," Belle said as she sat.  "Honestly, you looked badass out there so I'll be glad to have you as the captain."

Hailee smiled at the cheerful girl.  And then she purposefully made herself frown, causing Belle to cock her head.

"Something wrong?" Belle asked.

"It's embarrassing, but I just realized I need to use the bathroom and I can't remember where the locker room is.  I'm still not used to all of this."

"Oh, I could show you if you want?"  Belle said.

"That'd be great," Hailee told her while the muscles buzzed in her back as if they shared her excitement.

They stood as one and Hailee moved subtly, sharing her plans with Casey as the other girl followed the two cheerleader's movements perfectly.  Casey added a slight twist to the routine to show her approval and her own delight with notes of sadness at not being able to watch.

"These doors are the fastest way," Belle told her before they stepped into the hallway.  "Vending machines are over here and now just watch the turns.  We go left here-"

Despite being bad at directions nearly her entire life, she found, recently, that she could build a near perfect mental map of places she visited.

"Supply closet here," Belle added.  "If we spill anything or make a mess, the coach expects us to clean it up ourselves instead of leaving it to the janitors."

"Oh.  Can you show me?" Hailee asked.

"Sure," Belle said as she opened the door and stepped inside  "It's locked in the evenings and only coach has the key but they leave it unlocked during- mmmpph!"

Hailee slammed the girl against the wall while the door closed silently beside them.  Her proboscis slid out, followed by its sheath and she shoved it into Belle's mouth, past her uvula and into the girl's throat.  Belle struggled briefly until a sweet, slightly tangy taste filled her mouth and her fists opened to limp hands while her eyes rolled back.

"Mmmmmmmph," Belle moaned as she licked the thick, smooth tongue filling her mouth with repetitive strokes of her own tongue.  Her arms wrapped weakly around Hailee's body and the claws at the sides of Hailee's body flexed and rolled to latch into her.

Hailee could feel her orgasm building and wetness touched her thighs despite the pad she wore.  She clawed at Belle's back and her nails grew dense, bulging on the tips while the thin webbing of skin slid between her pinky and ring fingers, sealing them together.  Bones crumbled in her thumbs, wearing away while the flesh within was devoured by her body and the skin tightened.  More hairs emerged, joining the sharp, short black ones scattered over her fingers and hands and wrists.

Her new claws tore Belle's top as they continued their kiss.  The bra strap held for a few more seconds before ripping.  Both slid down the girl's toned body, leaving her breasts bare.

Hailee broke the kiss while Belle whined and tried to keep her in place.  Golden drool dribbled down her jaw.  Hailee lowered herself to nibble on the girl's nipples until they hardened in her mouth while her hands massaged her breasts.

"Please," Belle moaned.  Her legs refused to work and she slid down the wall to her ass with Hailee following her down.  "Please.  Please.  Please."

Claws raked Belly's hips, tearing her skirt and the shorts beneath them before latching on the panties beneath.  She dragged her clothing away and her back vibrated.  The girl's clear cum showed a faint violet hue.

"I- I- I-" Belle stuttered while spreading her knees.  She squeezed her own breasts and arched her back.  "I-!"

Fine hairs pierced Hailee's tongue as she extended her proboscis once more and her glossa spread Belle's slick pussy lips.  Belle screamed and reached for Hailee's head in an effort to pull her closer.

Hailee's hand, tipped by three furred fingers, slipped beneath her shorts, panties and soaked pad to rub her clit before sliding down to her pussy.  She felt the skin elongating, stretching towards her asshole until her perineum split, joining the two into the start of her cloaca. The very tip of her claw rubbed against a bulging, fleshy lump of skin beneath where her asshole had been and a slit opened.  When she withdrew her hand to rub her clit, a tiny stinger slid through the new opening before pulling back when her hand brushed down towards her pussy once more.

Belle sputtered when she came and she thrashed while squeezing her thighs against Hailee's head.  She tried to speak but her voice was gone and air whistled from her reddened throat while her eyes stared into the distance.

An unspeakable joy filled Belle.  Tears ran down her face while her heart burst within her chest.  Her emotions were raw and she sobbed in between screaming from unstoppable orgasms.

All she knew was that she would die for Hailee and her life was forever changed.

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Hailee adjusted herself as she walked alone through the hallway.  Her stinger rested within the bulge jutting against the seat of her panties, just beneath her cloaca.  The flared skirt hid it, but she knew it was a matter of time before she would show.  Although she'd cum twice, it only heightened her urge to be properly fucked.

With one last swipe of a paper towel against her mouth, she tossed it into a nearby trash can and slid back into the gym.

Lines raised on the bulges on her back, delineating four rough, elongated sickle shapes.  Hailee could feel her skin stretching outward while things moved beneath the surface and her stubby mid-legs scraped lightly against her sides.  A third claw lay exposed now, having emerged while her proboscis thrust into Belle's clenching pussy.  The tip of her first new fingers was visible below the larger claws.  She focused and they lay flat once more but large enough to cause anyone to look twice.

Finger?  Toe?  Foot? an idle part of her mind wondered.

She stopped by her duffle bag to grab a jacket in order to hide her new changes.

Microscopic hairs slid through the lenses of her eyes while her pupils appeared to expand, black devouring the pale blue of her irises and the white beyond.  The lenses fractured into tiny obsidian eye units and the world wavered before her before settling in place.  The other side of the gym was slightly blurred while everything else appeared with sharp details and, as before, movements slowed when she focused her attention.  Bone shaved away from the sockets while her eyes continued to widen and grow.

"Hailee!  You've got some competition here!" the coach yelled while standing beside a beaming Casey.

Hailee sent her congratulations and love through a few sharp twists to which Casey returned, showing her pride and thanks via subtle twitches.

I'll bring her to her office when the other auditions are done, Casey sent.  While the message was simple, Hailee found herself interpreting it and filling in the blanks.  Wait for me there.

With the coach distracted by calling for the next freshman, Hailee slipped past and left through the doors on the other side of the gym.  Once in the hallway, she groaned and leaned against the wall.  Pain radiated through her forehead while nausea churned in her stomach.  Vertigo seized her and the world spun slowly, forcing her to her hands and knees.  Her skirt bulged over the swell of her jutting abdomen and her stinger slid out, forcing the surrounding skin open.

Flesh tore on her forehead, three holes in a triangular shape above her eyes.  Glistening lenses lay exposed to the air, drawing in the overhead light as it hummed above her.

Hailee groaned with her head bowed. Her bangs spread apart when the lumps on her forehead extended, cracking to show pale brown skin that hardened to form the scape of her genticulated antennae.  The growth continued and bent under the weight of the pedicel that followed.

Sounds warbled around her.  The branched hairs slowly spreading over her back raised as she felt the intricate flow of air surrounding her - the whirls and spins and rivers feeding into her antennae along with an influx of other information.

Skin separated on her back, beneath her jacket to show four wet, semi-hard lengths of chitin.  The jacket tightened around her body and squirmed when her wings vibrated in an effort to dry themselves.  Soft, veiny, translucent flesh hung limp from the hardening, teeth-like edges.

As she forced herself up, her panties slid against her thighs, pushed out by her abdomen lengthening.  Her skirt lifted to show a definitive hump with her ass cheeks stretching over the new appendage.

When cramps seized her feet, she kicked her shoes off and walked down the hallway towards the coach's office on white socks straining against her shifting toes.

The office provided cool darkness for Hailee when she reached it.  She stood in the corner near the door, breathing slowly as her changes stopped.  After a moment of contemplation, she dragged the three claws on her right hand down the front of her tight top and the sports bra beneath, easily slicing through both.

The girl sighed happily when her breasts were freed and pressure eased from her forewings.  She shrugged out of her jacket where it splattered against the floor.  Her wings, still limp, waved behind her and the muscles scratched satisfyingly deep within her back with a strange new pleasure that sent chills down her spine.

Black and yellow stripes covered her back while the soft light showing hrough the single window high on the other wall shined off of her small, bulging abdomen.  Drips of clear liquid seeped from her cloaca and down over the bump that housed her stinger.  Hailee clenched and the stinger slid free, locked in place until she pulled it back.

The air moved in the hallway outside and Hailee's antennae shifted on her forehead.  The flow was caused by the air streaming over two moving shapes beyond the wall.  Human-like shapes that raised the surrounding temperature by fractions of a fractional degree.  Casey's pheromones announced her presence long before she arrived.

Hailee undid the zipper on her skirt to let it fall.  Her claw sliced through her shorts and panties.  Finally, she stood free and her wings buzzed behind her, still heavy with slowly drying liquid.

Spasms wracked her back, pushing her down until she gripped the wall next to her.  Her mid-legs reached for the wall as well but fell short despite growing at a steady pace.  It was getting difficult for her to stand straight on two legs.

Not yet time, she told herself while her proboscis pushed past her lips and her glossa slid out, curving down to drag against one erect nipple and then the other.

"-what the rush is," the coach's faint voice said.  "I know you're excited but there's plenty of time to get you geared up."

"I know, I'm sorry, Ms. Miller," Casey replied.  "I just really can't wait."

"Fine, I- oh shit, wha-I-!" the coach yelled until Hailee pressed into her and her glossa filled the older woman's mouth.

Unlike Belle, the coach was stronger and more experienced and she nearly threw Hailee off until Hailee's mid-legs latched onto her arms, restricting her movements.  A loud buzz filled the air when Hailee's wings fluttered, lifting both Hailee and the coach from the floor until sweetness exploded in the older woman's mouth and she drooped.

"Oh.  Oh.  Beautiful," Casey moaned with wide eyes while rubbing her clit furiously over her yoga pants.  "Beautiful.  Hailee.  So beautiful.  God.  GOD!"

Hailee's wings were a blur while her back cracked, adjusting her posture.  Her legs popped as she settled gently on the ground with her glossa writhing deep in the coach's throat.  The older woman moaned and then bucked and the front of her sweatpants darkend. She reached up to caress Hailee's face before sliding her fingers down to stroke the long black and yellow hairs growing around Hailee's neck and shoulders.

Joints popped in Hailee's legs and she grunted from the twisting pain that suddenly exploded when her legs rotated, twisting outward.  Dark hairs crept down from her hips, mixing with yellow until those faded to pure black.  Soft hands touched Hailee's expanding abdomen and those gentle fingers caressed the  glossy chitin.  Despite the fading, throbbing spasm shooting through her legs and ankles, Hailee moaned from Casey's touch.

When they pulled away, a long, drooping line of honey-colored drool hung between them.

"Wait.  Wait.  Wait," the coach whispered while reaching for Hailee as the other girl crawled down her body.  Her mid-legs barely touched the ground.

Fingernails scraped carefully over Hailee's stinger.  She retracted it by reflex and then held it there while raising her abdomen when she felt hot breath against her cloaca.  It was followed immediately but the soft press of Casey's lips and Hailee clawed the ground in response.

When fingers joined Casey's tongue sliding between her folds, Hailee's head rocked back and she screeched while her antennae quivered.  Her wings buzzed, lifting her briefly from the ground until the coach reached for her to bring her back down.

Tricia Miller grunted as she shoved at her pants.  She barely knew what she was doing except that she was burning and she needed to be soothed.  An emptiness opened within her.  She was incomplete and nothing mattered more than finishing the connection that was already growing within her.

When Hailee's glossa slipped between her engorged labia, she screamed while her braless breasts rippled on her chest.  Her voice died when the proboscis followed, stretching her pussy to a point of pleasure just shy of pain.

The world exploded around her.

An hour later, Hailee lay partially on her side with her larger forewings lazily waving in the air to cool her sweating body.  Coach Miller thrashed beside her in a spreading pool of her own cum.

"Belle is in the supply closet," Hailee said, finally breaking the silence.

Casey rubbed her clit faster, eager for one last orgasm before the upcoming command.  She whined and twisted her legs as she came and the few branched hairs on the inside of her thighs tangled together.

"Take the keys from the coach," Hailee continued.  Her speech was slightly mushy due to her tongue, but she supplemented the details with her body language.  "Bring her here when it's safe and she's lucid and I'll watch over the coach in the meantime."

Casey left immediately while adjusting her own clothing.

Hailee found that she couldn't recall her earliest memories.  No anxiety followed the loss.  Instead, she probed at them and then found other holes in her memory, mostly before turning fifteen.  However, when she expanded her thoughts, she found more complex concepts slipping away, replaced by the increasingly urgent need to breed and create a new home.

The gym? she asked herself but her thoughts were sleepy after the day's events and her eyelids stretched to close over her compound eyes while her wings folded to lay flat against the hairs on her back.

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Hailee woke to an ongoing conversation and hands stroking her back.  Belle and Casey knelt naked beside her while the coach sat at her desk.  Both smelled of recent sex.

Belle lay on her side in order to be face-to-face with Hailee.  Her eyes memorized Hailee's changes while her warm hand cupped Hailee's cheek.  She leaned forward, lips parting and Hailee kissed her.

"Bring Makayla," Casey said quietly.  She rubbed at two tiny red bumps high on her forehead and her eyelids fluttered from the strange pleasure that radiated away from them.  Her eyes bulged slightly from their sockets.  "We'll start with her next."

Belle twitched her approval while Coach Miller stood and jittered, encoding a quick message of her own while speaking to a rental company on the phone:  All of them, the older woman added.  Like the others, she was naked.  Another twitch and shake:  One at a time.

Belle broke the kiss to stand and gather her clothes while Casey joined her,  tapping out that she would collect food since it would be a long day.

"We'll move to the locker room," the coach said out loud after ending the call.  Belle stepped outside but nodded and her motions showed she would agree to see them there with her friend.

Ms. Miller knelt to plant gentle, love kisses against Hailee's forehead and face before pressing her own lips to Hailee's mouth.

"The camp is remote," the woman said after sucking on Hailee's glossa.  A lazy, satisfied smile spread over her face and she sat back, toying with the few black and yellow plumose hairs mixed in with her red pubic hairs.  "That's where we'll set up first."

She rocked forward and her smile widened while she touched Hailee's taut stomach to slide her fingers over the girl's changed body.

"The football team will be there with us," she moaned while pressing her hand into the girl's belly with something like reverence in her eyes.  Casey moved behind the woman and Ms. Miller raised her hips when the girl touched her ass.  "Plenty of men for what we need.  Strong drones to join us."

When Makayla joined them, the coach was on her back with her legs spread and Casey above her, turned so both were eating the other out.  Makayla screamed and staggered backwards to her ass, a perfect height for Hailee to thrust her proboscis into the girl's mouth.  Belle moaned and touched herself while she listened to her friend's muffled, whining voice.

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Enormous containers of water lined the back wall alongside gallons of organic nectar.  Feet shuffled and various girls laughed as they worked tirelessly to set up their temporary camp.  Every so often, a few of them would check on Hailee where she rested on a nest of cushions and pillows.  Mattresses lined the storage area along with blankets and more pillows.  They all slept there - at least eventually, when the orgy died down.

Voices died when Belle, standing temporary guard by the door, called out to them.  A hushed silence filled the room.

"-joke, right?" a deep voice asked.

"Oh, god, no, Brad," Casey moaned as she opened the door and led him inside.

The girl reached up to pull a headband away from her forehead and the stubs of her short antennae unfolded while she sighed happily at the release.  Tossing the headband aside, she snatched cartoonishly large glasses from her ears. A waiting girl quickly knelt beside her to take them from Casey's hands before scurrying to find where she'd thrown the headband.  They would need them again later that night.

Casey's jet black eyes bulged out of her eye sockets and the glossy surface was segmented with a few short hairs scattered among them.

She licked Brad's cheek while stroking his hard cock through the front of his pants.  A tightly tied blindfold covered his eyes.  She twitched, signaling that she was being careful not to get him too riled up so he wouldn't spill any of his precious semen and the other girls moved silently to show that they knew she wouldn't while some silently screamed their excitement at what was to come.  Others wiggled their hips over skin dotted with branched yellow and black hairs before sitting to stroke their clits.  None of them would ever feel a man's cock inside ever again.

Belle licked her smiling lips while sliding clawed, furred fingers down over her bare belly to her dripping pussy. Dimples showed in her cheeks as she stared at Hailee with a look of pure adoration that faltered and changed to lust as she began to stroke her hooded clit.  Her fingers were awkward since they'd begun to fuse together, but she loved the way the soft hairs felt as they teased her clit and swollen lips.

"Just lay down, baby," Casey groaned, gently bringing him down to a mattress. She squeezed his cock and then unzipped him. Guiding his hand between her legs, she let him feel the warm wetness between her thighs to show that it wasn't a trick and she silently apologized to Hailee at the same time.  "I can't stop thinking about you.  About your dick deep inside of me."

She stripped him bare and Hailee moved.  Girls covered their mouths to muffle their orgasms and they all stared at Hailee's dripping cloaca.  A few bit their fingers and clenched their hands between their toned thighs when they pictured eggs emerging, swelling Hailee's cloaca as she laid them in the structure they would provide.

After turning each of the boys in turn, they would load their vehicles and travel to a new location, far from the camp in order to throw off anyone that tried to learn what happened.  And then they would build the hive for the treasured, precious eggs.

Sita, the last cheerleader to be inducted into their hive, lay beside Makayla.  She sucked on Makayla's erect nipple while her soft hand stroked the bulge of Makayla's abdomen.  The swollen flesh had sealed the girl's ass cheeks together and Sita moaned as her hand swept down to Makayla's new cloaca.

Angry high pitched buzzing from a few of the other girls made her realize her mistake.  She twitched to show her shame before shoving her face against Makayla's breast to muffle herself.

"Hey - is someone else here?" Brad asked.

"Just me, lover," Casey whispered with an annoyed glance towards Sita.  She kissed him while placing his hand on her bare breast and her wiggling body apologized once more to Hailey as the other approached.  "Are you ready?"

"Yeah," Brad told her, eager to finally lose his virginity.

Hailee crawled carefully over him while Casey held his hands down.

"That tickles.  What is-mmph!" he bucked when Hailee's tongue entered his mouth.  Makayla and Belle grabbed his arms while two more girls held his legs down.

Hunching her body, Hailee rubbed her cloaca back and forth against his shaft.  Veins stood out on the thick cock and it grew bigger until the head was an angry purple that bounced up against Hailee's cloaca.

Coach Miller moaned as she pounded her fingers into her pussy.  She reached out carefully to take Brad's cock and line it up with Hailee's slit and she came when the girl impaled herself on it.

"Fuck him, oh god, yes, fuck him, Hailee, GOD!" Ms. Miller cried out.

Other voices joined her and yet another orgy began while Brad wrapped his arms around Hailee's soft body.  He grunted as he thrust up into her.  Another hand massaged his flopping testicles to encourage him to orgasm while Casey leaned over, trembling as she rubbed her clit.

"Cum in her, cum in her Brad, give it all to her, fuck- fuck- FUCK!  Yes FUCK HER CUM INSIDE OF HER Grrrrkkkk-" Casey's antennae vibrated and she collapsed while her heels drummed the floor.

The blindfold pulled away from Brad's face from the rocking motion.  His glazed eyes stared at the ceiling while drool dribbled down to the mattress.

With a sudden roar, he spasmed and the girls sang their own orgasms as he filled Hailee.  Her wings beat the air and she clenched him, milking every last drop with her cloaca pressed into his curly brown pubic hair.

"More... more... more..." Brad panted.

Hailee obliged, bouncing her abdomen down against him with the muscles still clenched in a desperate attempt to contain his sperm.  Her own orgasm began to build and she worked faster, thrusting down while he shoved up.

An hour later, a giggling, orgasmic Makayla brought another blindfolded young man into the storage area and the cycle continued.

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In the darkness of the locker room, a black shape skittered behind the trash can.  It reappeared, shoving and shoving and shoving at a much larger twig, pushing it towards the center of the area.

Hair hair hair hair hair, its simplistic mind repeated, driving it forward.

It paused and its antennae twitched until its legs swept over them to pull them back.  Finally, it bit at the hair again and again in an attempt to cut it away.  It worked relentlessly until, with a final snip, the last fragment fell to the floor.

The little creature twitched.  One wing flexed and opened.  Its carapace swelled.

Eat.  Hair.  Eat hair.  Hair.  The.  The hair.

Chitin cracked and its legs splayed out before growing thicker. It flopped and screeched.  The segmented abdomen expanded with a sickening crunch.

The tiny creature grew larger with every passing second.  Hindlegs snapped while muscles twisted and bones grew within.  The shape of feet appeared, tipped by saw-like toes.

Katie grunted with her mandibles clattering over her mouth's hole.  Her neck snapped and rotated, turning her head as vertebrae formed and nerves reconnected.  The girl's glossy black legs slid out as complex tissues and bones formed her knees.  Her dense chitin marked the floor where it scraped.  A soft slit appeared between her thighs before more chitin pressed together to conceal it.

Damn.  Her.  That.  That, it still hurt to think and she felt slow, as if trying to walk through a waist-high pool of molasses.

Defined hips show above her legs. She cried out, snapping her mandibles while wrapping her midlegs around her reshaped stomach.  Bumps swelled on her soft carapace from the fatty tissue growing beneath and, when the material hardened, her new breasts were still soft enough to sway slightly beneath her.  Hardened nubs took the place of her nipples.

"Fuck.  You," Katie snapped, speaking for the first time since she'd stepped into the locker room days ago.

She stood on powerful, glossy black legs and her midlegs explored her hips and stomach while her forelegs-

"Nnngh-  Arms, dammit, arms," she corrected.

-while her arms touched her face.  Mandibles replaced her lips but black teeth-like razors filled her mouth and her tongue was semi-hard like her strange new breasts, allowing her to speak with a slight lisp.

Obsidian eyes stared at the door while her antennae twitched against her brow.  Her wings unfolded and beat slowly behind her before pressing against her back once more.

She would have to hide.  Would have to find a nest to live in, scavenging for food as she plotted her next move - to force the witch to undo what she'd done.

I'll find her and- her thoughts froze as she turned and saw herself in the mirror for the first time.

Katie's antenna quivered above her and she raised her hands to rub at the shining black chitin that showed the faint hints of feminine cheeks.  Cells in her glistening compound eyes gathered what little light remained, as if to torment her by showing her what she'd become.

The hardened covers hiding her wings trembled as they opened once more and her translucent wings slipped out to vibrate behind her.  She could feel the complex movements in her back as it all happened and it felt more like mechanical gears working rather than flesh and blood.

"N- n- n- NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Katie shrieked with her mandibles spread wide over her lipless mouth.  She reared back and smashed the mirror with her hands and midlegs, shattering it easily without leaving a single scratch on the armor that now protected her.

Her feet cracked against the floor as she raced away from the locker room.  Fleeing from the nightmarish visage in the mirror to hide herself deep in the darkness away from civilization.

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Hannah flicked the switch when she stepped into the locker room.  All of the cheerleaders, as well as the football team and coaches, had vanished while she'd been on bed rest.  The dean and the school's legal team had asked her a million questions to see if she knew anything, but she didn't and all of her phone calls to her teammates went unanswered.

"What the hell, guys?" she quietly asked the empty room.  Her shoes crunched over shards from the broken mirror and she frowned down at the mess on the floor.

With a heavy sigh, she unlocked her locker to retrieve the gear she'd kept there.

It'd be a long time before the school finished navigating through all the legal hurdles it faced while figuring out what to do next.  In the meantime, she wondered if she should try a different sport to stay in shape.

On the way out, her foot kicked a small burnt twig.  She knelt and, after considering it for a moment, placed it in her pocket.

Once back at her apartment, Hannah dropped her bag on the floor by her door.

"Luuuucy!" Hannah called out with the twig in her hand.  She walked over to a glass case before carefully removing the top.  "Look what I've got for you."

A fuzzy tarantula skittered across the bottom of the enclosure before stopping in front of her and raising two of its orange and black legs.  Hannah smiled at it and settled the twig in place near the little creature, adding to the environment she'd carefully set up over time.  It fit perfectly.

"I hope you like it!" she said before setting the top back in place.

The girl hummed as she made dinner and dressed in comfortable shorts and t-shirt.  She settled onto her couch with her tablet in front of her.  A paused video waited for her finger.  She resumed it and wiggled deep into the cushions.

As she watched the show, her left hand trailed down to her exposed thigh to gently scratch a few orange hairs emerging from the skin.