I Dream Of Insects
Newlyweds experience a living nightmare...
Rachel and Alex were two newlyweds, that had just gotten married, and they spent their first night in a motel. The motel was pretty run down though. It had two floors with an outdoor pool only guarded by a rusty fence. The insides of the motels were covered with ants, bedbugs, roaches, and generally not well taken care of, but incredibly cheap in price. It wasn't that Rachel and Alex were bad people, it was simply the only place that actually had rooms for them to sleep in.
The two lovers slept with their arms embraced, and the two also dreamt of a luxurious house with many children. Their dreams were surprisingly deep. In fact, the two were actually having the exact same dream with each other. Sure, they were in a run-down environment, but their dreams were whimsical and fantastic. The two lovers kissed each other in the dream, and both swore they could feel as if they had just kissed each other for real.
As the two dreamed living in their fancy house, there was a knock at the door. Alex decided he would go get it. He walked to the door and opened it up. While Alex wasn't the most attractive, he had short brown hair and blue eyes, as well as a decent build. He wore pajamas, but he was asleep and dreaming, after all.
The door opened and revealed a black anthro wolf with yellow eyes. With the exception of that black fur that covered him from furry ears, to his paws, he was naked. "Hello there." He said in a gruff tone, and a grin to flash his fangs. "I'm the real owner of the motel you're currently sleeping in. It's my job to make sure you pay the actual price of staying the night, the price of your bodies."
"We gave at the office." Alex replied in a casual voice. He closed the door behind him, and walked back to his fancy living room, complete with huge television, couch, and not much else, actually. Dreams were complex when it came to forming things at times.
"Who was that dear?" Rachel asked. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes herself. Like Alex, she was in her mid-20s, and was decently built.
"I don't know, some weird wolf creature that talked nonsense about us needing to pay more for our motel, forget about it." Alex replied, dismissively. There was something about it that seemed off, but deep down, something told him it was just a dream. He could control himself, but he couldn't control Rachel, and he couldn't control the environment. Sometimes dreams allowed someone to do such things, but not in this case. He never thought much about how dreams worked, it was just a thing that he did.
Despite the fact that Alex locked the door, it opened up anyways, and the anthro wolf glared at them from the entrance, angrily. "It wasn't a request." He spoke. The lights inside the room turned off, while the view from beyond the door was nothing but space. The walls inside the house turned black, and red ooze dripped down from the top of those very same walls. "Now, time to PAY."
Rachel grimaced at the anthro wolf. The room itself also took a turn in atmosphere. "Go away, you don't exist!" Rachel shouted. It was a trick to her dreams. When she was in control of her own body, so long as she could THINK of something else, or claim something wasn't real, it would usually vanish.
Just as Rachel made that claim, sure enough, the wolf vanished, and the atmosphere of the room returned to normal, as if the wolf had never existed. Rachel let out a sigh of relief, and side hugged her husband. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. The brain is weird when it comes to dreams. I never remember seeing anything like that weird wolf creature."
"Wait..." Alex was definitely relieved that the wolf creature was gone, but something Rachel said just sounded off. "Rachel? Are you really in my dream?" He had dreamt of her before, but he had never heard her talk as if it was her own dream, and that she was the one that made the wolf vanish. Maybe it was all in his mind, but that was VERY specific if it was.
"Uh...are you in mine?" Rachel asked, just as confused as he was. She did try to understand how dreams work after one very strange dream, but not once was she ever able to figure out how dreams operated. "This is a really weird dream..." she added. Even if it wasn't really Alex, even if Alex just asked her that question, maybe it was a dream version of him.
"You two are in each other's, and I'm in both of yours." A voice said as the anthro wolf reappeared, and hugged the two of them close to his naked, furry body. "Now, what bodies would you like that aren't human, hrm?"
Alex stared up at the wolf creature as he was hugged right underneath the wolf's armpit. "Gah...I don't care if we're sharing dreams or not, I'm NOT sharing it with a weird wolf creature, so go away!" Alex raised a fist, and punched the wolf creature directly in the chest.
"Bug off!" Rachel agreed. "Same dream or not, no uninvited guests!" Ashley tried to think of the wolf creature as some sort of bug. She tried to think of him as a fly, a worm, a mosquito, anything that would get him to vanish.
The wolf merely chuckled at the punch. "You're as powerful as a pitiful worm, you know that? And you..." he turned to Rachel. "Perhaps it's YOU that needs to bug off. Yes...that will actually do quite nicely for you two..." The wolf grabbed Rachel by the scruff, and tossed her as if she weighed nothing. As he threw Rachel, Rachel rapidly shrank smaller and smaller, until she could no longer easily be seen.
"What did you do to her?!" Alex shouted. He tried to hit the wolf creature again and again, not a single attack he made seemed to make the wolf even flinch.
"She's going to bug off. And you?" the wolf grinned at Alex. "I think you're having a little too much FUN with these." The wolf creature grabbed onto Alex's wrists with one hand.
"Let me go!" Alex tried to pry his hands free, and pull away from the wolf, but his hand was like a vice. As he tried to pull, he felt something within him unravel and loosen. "W-what are you doing to me?" he shouted in a panic.
As for Rachel, Rachel felt herself shrink down bit by bit. The world itself spun around her as she shrunk and fell. She didn't fall towards the ground however, she fell towards the wall, and landed against it with a small thud. The impact hurt a bit, and she felt the pain even outside of the dream, as well as a feeling of constant warmth, as if the blankets she had on her body, now covered her far better than they used to. As she landed on the wall, she looked over at the scene that unfolded between Alex, and that wolf, worriedly. There was nothing she could do from the wall. She tried to jump, but it was as if the wall was her ground, and she just landed back on it.
"Your kind don't have HUMAN arms." The wolf reached up one leg to Alex's back. He kicked Alex back, while holding his arms, and Alex's arms pulled right off of his body. There was no blood, nor was there any pain, just a sensation that his arms were no longer part of him. In the spot of where the arms once were, was torn shreds of skin, like a ripped cloth. One could see deeper inside Alex too, and what was deeper inside wasn't blood, nor was it bone. It was what looked like a second skin that was pure white, hidden underneath, and revealed just by pulling off the arms. "You look like you need a hand." The wolf said with a grin, and tossed both arms back. Both arms landed with a thud beside Alex, lifeless.
Alex breathed heavily as he stared down at his arms. He tried to remember that this was nothing but a dream. It was nothing but a dream, and he could use his arms still, but alas, there was no movement in either arm beside him. In the awake world, where he slept on his bed, he couldn't feel his arms either. "Y-you...you..." he knew he couldn't fight him without arms. All he could do, was run from the wolf.
Rachel watched with wide eyes. She was unable to help Alex, she could only watch from afar. She could move on the wall all over, but the wall was so huge for her tiny body, that she just simply wouldn't be able to get to the floor from the wall nearly that easily. It was around then that she noticed she still had her pajamas on, and considered that a small miracle for the clothes to shrink with her. Still, she was outraged at the wolf. "You're a monster!" she shouted, though with her stature, despite her voice sounded normal to her, it was merely a squeak to any normal sized person.
The wolf's ears twitched at Rachel's shout. He watched Alex run into another room, and then he picked up one of the arms that Alex had lost. "To a worthless insect like yourself," the wolf said, as he walked over to Rachel. "Anything is a monster." He then slammed the arm down on her quickly, before he lifted it up, and tossed it away casually.
Rachel tried to run away when the wolf approached, but her tiny size couldn't possibly run fast enough. She was smaller than a foot in length. She couldn't even run a foot in length fast enough before she was squished by Alex's old arm, horrifyingly. When the arm raised off, Rachel was still alive, but now down on her knees. She held onto her head, and whimpered. Whatever it was the wolf did with that arm gave her a massive headache. Both in dream, and in reality, she could feel it. She mentally cried and asked why such pain didn't wake her up. What made it worse was how hard it became to see. It was a strange feeling. Rachel could see in front of her, but as she blinked, she then could no longer move her eyes, but she saw what looked as if a straight hairline cut in her vision. The more she blinked, the stranger her vision was. It was difficult to describe, but physically, her eyes split more and more into a large, bulbous, round shape with octagon patterns on her eyes. No longer did she have the eyes of a human, but the huge, bulbous eyes of an insect.
The new room Alex ran into was foreign to him. It was a long hallway that tilted downward. Alex turned back briefly, and he saw what looked like a giant living room floor. He shook his head, and just ran down through the hallway. He soon found himself in a much darker place. There was a straight narrow path to the left and right of him, while above him he saw wood supports. Behind him looked like the back of a wall, but the wooden paneling was absolutely huge. Straight head was a brick wall. It looked as if Alex was inside the walls of the rich home, and as he looked back, that long hallway, was suddenly extremely short, and did indeed lead to the living room, but a giant living room. "Did he...did he shrink me?" he asked, unsure of where he was, or what he could even do now. He was absolutely tiny now. "Rachel? Where are you?"
There was no anthro wolf after Alex, but Alex could hear the sounds of slithering as a nearly pristine white creature crawled from the floorboards. The creature had two beady black eyes in front of it, and no visible mouth. It seemed as if those two eyes were focused entirely on Alex.
Meanwhile, Rachel walked along the wall and held her head. Her sight looked so strange. She could see, but she saw what was in front of her in so many different angles that it was confusing. She could feel her eyes that were so big that they bulged out of her head, and she felt it both in the dream, and while she slept. "I just want to wake up..." she said quietly with a whimper. She wasn't a bad person, why was she getting this kind of treatment? It was around then, that Rachel could smell something. It smelled like rotting hamburgers, yet the scent was actually very appealing to her. She walked along the wall to the edge, and when she got to the edge of the wall, she glanced down the hallway and found the kitchen. She wasn't entirely sure how she was going to get over there though. Just as she tried to think of a way to get off of the wall, she felt something pull from underneath her skin. She glanced back, and she saw multiple views of her human back and pajamas, as well as two large bulges that pushed upwards. It didn't feel painful, it felt more...tight than anything did, as if she controlled the bulges, and her very skin constricted her. After a small rip sound, two large clear insect wings broke free. These very same wings were under Rachel's control, and it was with these two wings, that she was allowed to finally take flight off of the wall, and fly to the kitchen, driven by pure instinct to discover what that smell was. It was difficult to see where she was going, but her eyes did help her detect if she was going to hit a wall. She found herself going into the kitchen, and right to the trash.
Alex stared at the creature that looked right back at him. The creature reminded him of a horror monster in a sci-fi movie, maybe that was where it came from, he thought. Rather than focus on that though, he turned tail and ran. "Get the hell away from me!" he shouted. He didn't look back, but he could hear a 'schluck' noise repeatedly, a sign that the creature was behind him. He wondered how a creature with no visible legs could even keep up with him running, but as he suddenly tripped down, he turned back, and saw that creature right on top of him already.
It was then that Alex could see the creature had tiny orange claws that seemed to work as legs, but short stubby ones. The moment the creature was able to get on top of him, the creature covered his body entirely with the creature's own. The creatures head looked down at Alex, and then his slimy squishy body pushed down on Alex's body. Alex's clothes ripped, and Alex could feel his cock press into a slit inside that very creature on top of him. The maggot had a sex organ, and it was currently forcing Alex to push his cock in it.
Alex faced the maggot creature with his back against the ground. He didn't even realize that he fell that way, but perhaps the dream turned him around. He tried to kick and punch that creature on top of him, but the creature didn't react. His punches were like blows to solid jelly, it did nothing but make the creature's white body rumble. As he felt his shaft pushing into the creature, he was disgusted that the creature could even perform such things. He closed his eyes and grunted, and when he reopened his eyes, they were as black as the creature's own eyes.
As for Rachel, she had flown into the kitchen, and on top of the trash pile. The trash smelled like so many things, largely rotten food, but with a hint of spoiled milk. Such scents should have been disgusting to humans, but it was actually quite appealing to Rachel. She was disgusted with herself, and it didn't help that she now noticed flies swarming around the trash pile. She thought this was supposed to be her dream home. Since when was her dream home full of trash and flies?
Regardless, Rachel reached down into the trash, and pulled apart a piece of hard bread. She tried to open her mouth to bite into it, only to find that her mouth was way too tiny, and she couldn't break the bread apart any more than she already had. It was then that Rachel saw a fly near her spit onto food with green goo. It was with that green goo that broke apart the food. The fly then stuck a straw appendage out from its 'mouth' that almost resembled a tongue, and it was with that, that the fly sucked up the food it spat on through it.
It was more disgusting to watch the fly eat, than it was to smell the rotting garbage beneath Rachel. Yet at the same time, she could feel her mouth drool at such a rapid pace when she closed her mouth, that when she opened her mouth, a large wad of green goo from her dropped onto the bread. Rachel watched the goo begin to dissolve the bread like stomach acids. Rachel had a strong feeling about what her body wanted to do next, and try as she might to deny it, her tongue shot out of her mouth in the shape of a long, black tube, and right onto the green goo. "No!" she shouted, though mostly at herself for giving in to such urges. Her new tongue, now a straw like appendage, sucked up the green goo easily straight into her. Rachel could taste the bittersweet taste of the slime, and the hardened bread. She tried to pull herself away, only to discover that she couldn't. Her feet had landed on what looked like pink chewing gum beneath her. As Rachel tried to continue to pull herself up anyways, she only cause herself to fall face first into her green goo, and onto the rest of the gum. Rachel's tongue slipped back into her mouth. She raised up her head, covered in green goo, and screamed as she felt her bones crack inside of her, and shifted rapidly underneath her skin.
Meanwhile, Alex continued involuntarily screwing that maggot. He could feel his skin bulge at his crotch, and he soon came, though not because he wanted to cum in that maggot creature. As he came, he could feel his cock pump out more than his seed. He could feel parts deep inside of him get pulled down to his cock, and pump it out into the maggot. Alex wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth, small wriggling tentacles came out instead, no bigger than a few inches in length. He couldn't feel a tongue in his mouth, but he could feel sharp jagged teeth grow, while his regular teeth fell out. Alex's hair also fell out, and his neck and head bulged to the same shape as his torso. He couldn't feel any ability to move his legs, but he could still move his arms, just not nearly as well as he wanted. He tried to punch the maggot, but his hands flopped around uselessly, while the rest of his arm felt tough to bend.
Alex could feel his skin rip and tear as small orange legs burst out from underneath, legs that were almost as long as his arms, but lacked hands and feet. They were a bright orange, and stubby on his inflated body. The rest of his skin ripped as well, and revealed a white body, just like the maggot creature that he was fucking. The body was plain, almost like a maggot itself in design, though it did have a cock, it felt incredibly different from before. Alex could still feel himself inside the maggot creature, but rather than testicles on the outside, it was just his cock constantly pumping cum into the creature, so long as his cock was inside that maggot to begin with. The rest of his body was largely plain. White with small rings from head, to the torso that grew down as long as his legs did, swallowing up his legs in the process. He was now a freakish maggot creature, just like the creature that he was constantly forced to fuck. He couldn't smell, but he could see in the dark very well, and he could taste with those small feelers around his mouth. He could think like his old self as well, and all he thought of, was he wanted to wake up from this nightmare.
Rachel was still stuck, and she continued to try to pull herself free. She felt herself constricted and trapped, not just on the trash, but also in her very body. Her skin stretched and pulled as her insides shifted and changed. She could feel herself pull upwards with enough effort, but she could also feel her skin rip and tear from above her, as if she was a caterpillar, and her own skin was the cocoon. Her skin ripped like cloth, and she flew free of it, though her body underneath her skin, almost matched that of a fly's body exactly, and there was a mirror, conveniently placed above the trash, for Rachel to see her new body, while her skin laid on the trash as nothing more than a deflated suit. Rachel saw her body, and she wanted to scream, but her new mandibles didn't allow her to make such noises. She could hear herself make a constant loud buzz noise from her clear insect wings, and her huge insect eyes could see her form clearly enough. She saw the small tiny bristles that covered her pitch black body from head, to her now oval abdomen. Her abdomen had a tiny hole at the end of a tip, and two small extensions, with a tiny hole between them. Her new thorax had a total of three pairs of legs, each almost as long as her very tiny body, and each with prickly hairs, the same hairs that covered her body entirely. She could still smell, though it was now through two tiny antenna on the top of her face, rather than an actual nose. The trash still smelled so appealing to her, but her still human mind was in complete shock and awe over her new form. She wanted to cry, but her new body wouldn't allow her to do that. She wanted to wake up, and wake up NOW.
Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, both Alex and Rachel were finally allowed to wake up once they were in their new bodies in their dreams. The reason they awoke was caused by their front door that opened up in a rush, and slammed against the wall. Once they did wake up, the world around them felt incredibly different. Both Rachel and Alex felt surrounded by the blanket that they slept with, and when both of them opened their eyes, to their horror, they each saw different things.
Alex was able to see fairly well underneath his blankets and clothes. A lot of what he saw was greenish in color, as if he was in a sort of 3D program. He could tell he was buried underneath a huge layer of cloth, and that he couldn't feel his legs, just a wriggling torso. He couldn't easily raise his head either, it felt as if he had to raise his torso with his head, as if the segments were one. When he finally did manage to look at himself, he saw that insect maggot form he had transformed into during his sleep. He was ready to panic and scream, but his body didn't have the vocal cords for that. He could let out a small hiss, but it was faint, even to him. He was a monster, a monster maggot that he was in the dream. He HAD to still be dreaming, but if it was a dream, this new one felt so much more realistic compared to any other dream he ever had.
Rachel immediately knew something was off with her vision. Like in her dream, her vision looked as if she looked in a bunch of mirrors to see in front of her. Her vision wasn't nearly as good as Alex was in the dark, so she saw plenty of blackness. She tried moving her arm, but it felt more as if she moved a leg, and then another leg, and yet another. She felt her six legs, and as much as she wanted to deny it, she knew she wasn't human, but something else entirely. Her mind panicked, and begged for it to be a dream, but when her wings flapped wildly enough to make a loud buzzing noise, and she both felt her wings against her cloth, and heard the loud noise, she knew it couldn't have been a dream.
Two men walked into the room from the front door. They were burly men in street clothes. Both walked up to the bed from opposing sides, and then one man tossed the blanket open, underneath appeared to be nothing but clothes, and two insects buried inside the clothing, though the insects were so small, that they only appeared as two small bumps, easily mistakable for wrinkles in the clothes.
"Looks like he did it again," One burly man said with a laugh, as he picked up the pants and underwear on the bed. He reached into a pocket, and pulled out a wallet. He then grabbed the tops, but by doing so, it caused Alex and Rachel to fall out. "Ugh. He gave them really gross forms this time."
"They're tiny though, so they don't leave much of a mess." The other man held a rolled up newspaper. "Besides, it's fun to crush them in tiny and insignificant forms." The man then tried to smash Rachel with his paper.
Rachel was quick to react. As the blankets and clothing came off of her, and she fell to the bed, she could sense the two large men, and a quick change in the wind current made her act on instinct. Her wings buzzed loudly, and she flew off, and missed the paper by less than an inch, which was fairly far compared to her size. She quickly flew upward towards the ceiling to get out of reach of those men. Once she reached the ceiling, she turned around and glanced down at the bed. She couldn't see Alex at all, and already, her still human mind began to worry.
Alex felt as if he was in a short carnival ride when he rolled from his shirt and to the bed. His pure white pulsing maggot body matched the white sheets well, but a gloss on him gave him away. He tilted the upper half of his body around to get a good look at the place, and then he saw the two men. He could feel something inside of him pulse and beat rapidly, but it didn't feel quite like a heartbeat. He turned around, and with his tiny orange claws, tried to move his body away. He found his claws didn't move him too well, and that he had to pull his back half toward his center, and then push his front half out to effectively move anywhere, like a worm above ground. It was incredibly slow movement, but he didn't want to be anywhere near those men.
The men watched Rachel fly away, and just laughed. "Let it go, not like a fly can do any harm." One man said. They then both glanced down at Alex, and then each other. "Looks like this bed has bugs."
"God, it's so tiny." The man reached down a thumb, and slowly moved it over Alex. "I could squish it with one finger, it's that insignificant."
"Boss doesn't want us to actually do that though. If they don't wake up dead, just leave them for it." The other man, with a single hand, brushed Alex off of the bed, and onto the hardwood dirty floor beneath him. "Take the stuff, and let's go, ignore the bugs, there's a crap ton of them in this shit motel anyway, two more ain't going to make a difference."
Alex rolled off of the bed and onto the ground. To a human, the height was nothing. To an insect however, the height was tremendous. Alex fell down what felt like the equivalent of a ten story building, right up on the roof, and to the ground with a soft slickening noise. Yet, despite the length of the fall, his body was unharmed. He had no internal bones, and his organs were extremely simplified. The exterior of his body was squishy too, and he just shook for a brief moment when he hit the hardwood floor. He was amazed at his survival, but he was still afraid of those men. He heard them speak loud booming voices, and it made it hard to comprehend exactly what the men said. With those black beady eyes, Alex saw a cockroach squirm into a small hole only a few inches big, too small for a rat, but big enough for his new body. Inch by inch, Alex crawled his way forward by pulling his back half towards him, and using his front half to stretch out. His tiny orange claws gripped the ground to help support him as he pushed and pulled his way inside the walls.
Rachel could pick up the noises the men made a bit better than Alex could. She didn't know HOW exactly she could hear, and she didn't really want to know. She saw the men brush something off the bed, but it looked like a speck of dust to her eyesight. She couldn't tell if it was Alex, but she didn't want to fly down there to check out of fear she might get attacked by those men again. She thought it best to hide for now, and flew away towards a corner in the room. She paused mid-flight before she got to the corner however. She swore she saw some very thin lines, but that wasn't what caused her to stop. It was the sight of a black spider with three red dots on its back. From her eyesight, it looked as if the spider was floating on air, just motionless and waiting. Of course the motel was cheap and infested with insects, among other things, so it was only felt normal to see spiders there, and here Rachel was, face to face with a spider. She could tell the size was definitely larger than she was, and she felt so fly-like, that she thought it best not to get any closer to that spider or wall, lest she get caught in a web. Rachel flew in the opposite direction, and into a small hole roughly in the middle of the wall, a few feet higher than the hole that Alex went into.
While Alex and Rachel escaped inside the walls, the men took their belongings. The men took their clothes, Alex's wallet and Rachel's purse, and their suitcases. With everything in hand, they talked a bit more before they left. Their words sounded little more than muffles to Alex and Rachel behind the walls.
Alex wasn't sure what he should even do. He couldn't face the outside world in this form, he was an insect, a helpless insect. He knew not his diet, but he did know that there were countless natural predators, and that there was next to no possible way to reveal himself as a human to anyone. With his orange claws, he attached himself onto the wall, and climbed up. It was pitch black inside the walls, but he could see fine with his black beady eyes. He could make out various other insects, some alive, some not so much, most of them roughly his size. He was thankful that they ignored him as he climbed upwards. He wasn't sure why he climbed up, he just told himself that he'd be hopefully safer up top.
Rachel landed on the inside of the walls. Her clear insect wings folded on her back. She would grimace if she could have, but her body was so simplistic, she couldn't make any form of gesture with her face, aside from stick out a long tongue, and spit green slime. Unlike Alex, Rachel very much knew her diet, and she was disgusted with the thought of eating trash, she was HUMAN, at least mentally. She kept asking herself why both she and Alex deserved this, they weren't necessarily bad people. Sure, they did a few bad things, but few humans were free of sin. They were genuinely nice people to folks around them. She mentally sighed, and felt her body build up with energy. It was a strange sensation, no matter how much she flew around, she could always fly around more, and it was incredibly difficult to stay in one place for very long without doing something. She picked up her wings, and flew around in the inner walls. She didn't have much space to move left or right, but she could move up and down. She saw various insects as she flew, some of them alive, others not so much. It raised a question if possibly these other insects were once people, but there were FAR too many for that to be true. It just made her feel all the more insignificant and humiliated that one of her deadliest enemies was a damn rolled up newspaper.
As Alex climbed up a wooden beam, he could hear buzzing rapidly approach him. He knew it was another insect, but a fly in the wall was incredibly strange. It was then he remembered Rachel. While he didn't see Rachel when he woke up, he did see a fly-like creature, and it made him wonder if the same fate befell his wife that also came on to him. With what strength and flexibility his new maggot-like body would give him, he positioned himself on a horizontal beam, and made a backwards L shape to try to draw attention to him. Most insects wouldn't care, most would just ignore him, but if this other insect was Rachel, he hoped she wouldn't. Deep down, he hoped she wasn't an insect at all too, of course.
Rachel flew along, and as she flew, she noticed a maggot creature that stood oddly. Rachel hovered down, but kept a good distance between her and that maggot, those teeth were clearly sharp on him, after all. Upon further inspection, Rachel realized this was Alex, it must have been. Something deep down told her it had to be. There they were, two lovers, mutated horribly into nothing but worthless insects, but as her multi-vision eyes stared into Alex's black beady eyes, it didn't matter. The world itself didn't matter. She had Alex, and that was all that really truly mattered right now, someone who cared for her, and someone who loved her, no matter what shape they were.
Alex stared up at the fly-like creature that hovered just out of his reach. Deep down, he could tell that was Rachel, and that indeed, the two were both insects. They were made into such tiny things, yet they were nearly the same size. Alex wanted to hug Rachel and cry his sorrows away, yet he knew his maggot body was incapable of doing either, although he imagined Rachel was in such a similar state.
Rachel flew down next to Alex, and stared at his form. She could make out that white body that looked like a maggot, as well as small black beady eyes that reflected her image back at her, and his mouth that seemed to stay permanently open and reveal tiny teeth. She couldn't make out a tongue either. She couldn't hug with her tiny thin legs, but she could get close enough to brush her body up against his. Her body was tough, she had an exoskeleton now, with tiny bristly hairs all over her.
Alex's boneless body could feel Rachel's tough body against him. He rubbed back with his body, and while he couldn't hug her in the normal way, he could wrap part of his body around her, and lightly touch her with his orange claws. Her body didn't feel warm, just hard, but it mattered not how they felt now, just that they were together.
Rachel's wings buzzed quietly at the feeling of Alex. He didn't feel warm, he largely just felt...squishy. She saw his face, frozen like her own, but displaying expressions weren't needed, the only thing they wanted was each other.
Alex also very much knew that there wasn't too much they could give to each other as a sign of love and affection, aside from one other thing. Alex would have taken a deep breath if his body allowed it, but he didn't even think his body breathed at all anymore, he couldn't feel himself naturally breathing, or even blinking for that matter. He stopped wrapping around her body, and then moved to the front of her. He stared at Rachel's fly-like body, before he then leaned back onto his maggot body's back. He had a small slit tucked between his last pair of claws, and in that small slit, a small nub appeared. If he were human, it would have measured about the size of a cock, and indeed, that's exactly what it was. Despite being an insect, insects still had to mate somehow, and this was how Alex did it.
Rachel saw Alex's gesture, and knew immediately what he had meant to do. She moved her fly body on top of Alex gently, her thin legs held onto his form. She tilted down her thorax, and pushed a small hole of hers into Alex's nub. It was technically her vagina, and Rachel knew it instinctively. She wasn't sure how her body reproduced, but the sensation of him inside of her, reminded her of the time they were first intimate. She couldn't physically express it, but emotionally, she was thrilled.
Alex's body wasn't like that of a human, and that was truer with reproduction. The moment that 'cock' of his entered Rachel's small hole, a hole at the end of her thorax, he felt himself cum within her constantly. He realized that, as a maggot insect creature, the role of sex wasn't necessarily for pleasure, but for reproduction. He still felt pleasure of release, and to be with her again made him happier than ever on the inside. Nothing could split them apart, not even being ripped of their humanity.
Rachel felt the rush of Alex's seed. It raised the question of how reproduction for the two of them could even work, and as if her body wanted to answer it for itself, Rachel could feel something build up inside the rear end of her body, at the same part the cock of Alex constantly came in her. As if by instinct, Rachel pulled out, and shifted away from Alex. The same hole that took in that cum, pulsed and bulged slightly as green clear eggs dropped out. Each egg she laid had a small white dot on them, and it was then she knew how their reproducing would work, and how they could actually have children.
As time passed, Alex and Rachel lived inside the motel walls. It was surprisingly easy for Rachel to find trash food lying around the run-down motel, it was no wonder why the place had all kinds of insects. Rachel would fly around for food, and bring some back for Alex who stayed inside the walls, and watched the eggs. The small white dot grew inside the eggs, and while it was difficult to see, if one took a close look, they could make out black beady eyes and wings developing inside on that now slowly growing white orb. Alex also helped build a small home, mostly a nest made of wood pieces that had broken off the walls. While their new live was full of dangers, they still had each other, and that's all they really needed.
One day, as Rachel flew around their old room, she could pick up a noise from beyond the giant door, the door too big to possibly escape out of, with cracks just too small for her to leave. The door opened, and another couple entered, another man and woman.
"Ugh. Just look at this place." The woman looked up, and stared at Rachel for a moment. "There are flies here and everything. We have to change the sheet in case there are bed bugs."
"Well, no wonder it was as cheap as it was." The man shrugged. "But it doesn't matter, we still have each other, and that's all we'll ever need." The man happily kissed the woman, and the woman kissed back.
Rachel continuously stared down at the new couple. She wasn't sure if the curse had only meant to affect Alex and her, or if that curse affected EVERYONE that went into this room. Either way, she knew that, despite her small insect form, she had a job to do. She was going to make sure that Alex and her fate, did not befall on anyone else.