The Vespidian Arc 3 All These Squares

Chapter 6

The Moon Sailors were the guardians of love, friendship and peace. By day simple men from all walks of life, who enjoyed nothing more than hanging out, racing fast cars, watching action flicks and arm wrestling while counting their stacks of cash. But by moonlight they transformed with the power of love to fight the terrible fiends known collectively as the Skankubus, who hailed from the stars and wished to bring lust and corruption to the unsuspecting world. Their greatest weapon lay with their unyielding love for one another and their undying determination to not lose their bro time to the machinations of the Slores and Bimbos. The Skankubus drained the wallets of their prey and sucked the very soul from the hapless reducing them to shells of their former selves, leaving them as the dreaded pussy whipped. A fate far worse than death, to lose all bro time and gradually their place among their former friends, a slave to the pussy.

Admiral Moon led the fight with his hulking man muscles, captain hat and rigid white speedo. He beat back the hordes of Skankubus with the power of his heart and love magic. Captain Mercury specialized in water magic and used it to reason with the slores and bimbos, needless to say that was useless. He was the brains to the brawn and strategized for every occasion. Captain Venus used his powers of seduction to lull the enemy into traps and false senses of security. He was the pretty boy and often times used as bait. Captain Terra used his magical powers of Earth to erect barriers capable of warding off period induced rage attacks. Captain Mars burned them with his Fire Magic, harsh insults and slanderous rumors, utterly destroying their reputations on social media. Captain Jupiter was the rough and angry one who used his mastery of electricity to reduce his foes to quivering messes of girl juice. Captain Saturn was the home maker and cooked for all the other Moon Sailors. Thanks to his meticulous work everything went smoothly. He could couple with any of the others to increase their power. Rear Admiral Uranus used his reckless man muscles to dominate anything that moved. His immense prowess slew pussy and ass on a daily basis, but he never got attached nor called them back the next day. Captain Neptune used his powers of mind to confuse and placate the Bimbos with things such as the theory of economics and fancy cars. Bitches don't know economics.

The Moon Sailors were not alone in their defense against the insatiable snatches. Magical Girl Lollipop-chan, a mysterious magical girl who often aided them when they hit a dire pinch. Appearing from thin air almost as though she had been stalking them. Sometimes the only thing capable of beating off a ravening cunt was a raging twat. Fueled by the power of her unquenchable love for reverse harems she took on all comers and asserted dominance over any Skankubus who tried to sully her hunky men. They were not attracted to her in the least though since she was a perverted woman who lusted after them. She was small and had no tits or ass. She chased them constantly and on many occasions had to be subdued with the power of love.

The leader of the Skankubus, Evil Queen Bambi was a voracious space stripper who lusted after the brawny men of earth. She infected women with her Bimbo virus that made their bodies turn curvaceous and lewd. She preyed upon the broken hearted and neglected women. The only way to reverse the effects was to fill them with enough love to offset the holes in their hearts. Her minions seduced men and brought them back to be enslaved by Bambi. It was up to the Moon Sailors to stop them. Little did they know that Bambi was only the pawn of someone even more vile.

The Evil Queen Bambi had been thwarted once more and the world was at peace for the first time in as long as they could remember but a new and insidious threat loomed on the horizon. It was me of course and I was ready to strike.

“Who are you?” Shouted Admiral Moon as I flew in through his open window. His toned muscles glistened still moist from the shower.

“I am Vespidian! Evil Empress of the stars and I have come Moon Sailors, I have come for your hunky men.” I declared with a fufufu.

“Evil Queen Bambi sent you?”

“Bambi is nothing more than my little Slore. She regularly receives my eggs, it seems to be all she is good for these days.” I replied stepping towards him in a predatory fashion.

“You fiend! So it was you behind all the evil skanks and bimbos running loose!” He shouted back. “Moon Sailors unite!”

Suddenly poppy barbie girl music started playing and sparkles sprayed everywhere. The amount of gay in the room exploded and I had to look away or be blinded by the exposed flesh. Not the worst thing to be blinded by and some might even consider it a well worthy sacrifice. I had bigger fish to fry though. It faded and he wore tight white shorts and a sailor coat that stayed on despite not actually being worn. He stood there with his bulging muscles that could crush a walnut. It would be enough to seduce any woman, but not me. No I needed more than this to satisfy my unquenchable desire.

“Love, love beamooo!” Shouted Admiral Moon forming a heart with his hands over his groin and thrusting. A beam of pink light shot out and I smacked it down like a fly. His face twisted in horror and he backed away. “Monster!”

The door clattered and more hunky men burst onto the scene. It was the whole team. That is more like it. Come at me big boys, I need a real man. I will gobble them all up, suck out their love and I will pound the gay right out of them. They will be my personal slaves! Who to let plunder my oyster I wonder. Ah, fuck it. I want them all at the same time! You better not shout, you better not cry, bite that pillow boys I am coming in dry!

The red speedo, tiny red coated one was Captain Mars. He glowed for a moment and a wave of fire flew at me. “Look at that bug whore. You could not get a date if you were the last female on earth.”

I blew and the fire went out. “Nice burn. Your ass is going to feel it when I mount you.” My grin spread wide. I knew all their weaknesses. He talked a lot but he was just a little bitch when confronted.

The blue one was Captain Mercury. Water gushed out towards me and I opened wide swallowing it. “A little salty.”

The brown one was Captain Terra and he erected a wall between us. “Don't worry I have us. Her menstrual rage won't get through.”

My wasp abdomen slammed into the wall, punching a hole in it. All his efforts crumbled like broken dreams and he was crying as I licked my lips. “If I was on the rag I would have already rocked your worlds.”

“Quickly men ward her off with our man muscles!” Ordered Admiral Moon.

They flexed, a line of glistening man flesh. It was enjoyable to say the least. That is right show me more! Slaves, your Empress commands it. Then the window exploded ruining my show and there stood the Magical Girl Lollipop-chan. I have been expecting you, you little stalker. I will turn you into a Skankubus right in front of these precious men of yours.

“Magical Girl Lollipop-chan here to....” She shouted, but then I kissed her to shut her loud mouth up. She fought at first, but my tongue was already stabbing into her soul filling her with my corruption and from this there was no escape. Soon she was trying to eat my face off. That is right you are mine now. Your lust for men was your biggest weakness and now I will turn it to love for me. Her breasts burst out and she grew into an evil skanky bitch.

“Lollipop-chan no!” Cried the men.

Yes! Yes nothing can stop me now! You are mine now. I can't wait for the rigorous mating....

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I groggily stirred from my bed and flopped out. I was popping a lady boner, not the normal kind mind you, not that it is normal to begin with. The I will lay eggs kind. Gross, get back in there you! I slapped it, crying out in pain as every bit of fuzz in my head was shot out with the pain.

‘Damn it, Sub what the hell was that! That is the last time we binge watch Moon Sailors. You are cut off.’

'That was all you. Good show though.' Whispered Sub in my head.

“The hell it was. Lollipop-chan was all you.”

'Bullshit. Hunky men was me, she was all yours. You kissed her. And you were pounding Bambi, you gay? You trying to tell me something? Just kidding I know we would pounce anything that moved at this point.' She cackled fading away.

Fuck you Sub. I would not. I have no interest in women other than how sexy or adorable they can look in clothes. This door swings one way, right into sexy men, hell I stub their toes. Although Sub would be the only real exception. I enjoy our little alone time.

Now that I was awake properly. I sat on the bed observing my new pet. Mr. Or hmm might be a Mrs. Fluffles… I stared at the fuzzy abdomen not particularly making heads or tails of what was going on down there. At any rate it was a rather energetic beast as it scurried about the room, climbing the walls, and always either ended up at my feet, snuggled up with me, or next to the light source in the room. Currently it was on the ceiling obsessing over the lamp. On one hand well, I knew where it was coming from having photo sensitivity myself, lights were very enjoyable… vague and distorted memories of grinding on a neon sign came to mind.

I coughed a little to clear my head. Granted I had grown a tolerance now and wouldn’t lose my shit like before.

I reached up prying it off the ceiling into a nice tight hug. This thing might end up being my emotional support animal or something. I lay back holding the purring moth up as it fluttered and vibrated, its abdomen wagging. This thing really did like me, odd that that would weird me out I know, but with how most things had gone I still had some lingering doubts.

Bottom righty flipped through the care booklet that Dr. Arbor had left on her way out after visitation time was up. A lot of it was pretty normal, needs exercise, water, food. Normal stuff. Then it got a bit out there. I needed to be careful with the wings on account of the tiny scales that coated them. It wouldn’t be able to fly or glide without them. Though they did seem to regenerate after a period of time so it wasn’t the most pressing of things.

It wriggled free from my grasp fluttering over and getting onto my desk. Fervently it pawed at Mister Bubble’s aquarium, dipping its little claw paws into the water. At first I thought it was cute until I realized what it was doing, the same shit cats do when they are trying to catch a fish. Mr. B wasn’t having it though and slunk back into his castle. Clearly they were at odds. The cat like tendencies of the moth were growing much more noticeable the longer I observed it.

The little shit started nudging a glass of water towards the table edge. Fluffles might be orange cat coded or something. I got up rifling though the carrier that it had come in pulling out a harness and leash which supposedly were for keeping it calm and controlled. I loomed over Fluffles as it swatted the glass off with a shatter and splash. It looked up at me innocently, happy with itself. My hands descended gripping the fuzzy little terror. It didn’t struggle it just kinda sat there vibrating, my reflection glinting in those large multifaceted eyes as the tongue furled and unfurled with little chirps.

Before the moth could escape I wrapped the harness around it, making sure to get the little fluffy legs through the sides, with a loud click the body harness was in place. Protruding from the back between the wings was where the leash attached. That snapped on easily and now my little fluffles was properly kept, though where I would walk this little guy I was unsure. After all I was locked in this room.

I lowered it onto the floor and gave the tether a good tug. Maybe a bit too good of a tug as I heard a strangled squeal having lifted Fluffles into the air. It fluttered making the leash go slack to escape the tension. I gently this time eased the moth back down to the floor and pet it for a while.

“I am sorry Fluffles I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I cooed ruffling the fat folds of the furry abdomen.

This calmed it a bit as the purring resumed. Now that things had gotten a little more tranquil we circled the room a few times. The moth energetically tugging at the harness as it scampered along. The cat ear shaped feelers aggressive as ever, almost always pointing in my direction. The fun lasted for a little bit, but ultimately we were circling a roughly twenty by twenty prison cell. All the while the scientists were out there, observing me.

I escorted my pet to the back corner where my bed had been shifted to get as much privacy as possible. Hefting the critter up I flopped onto the bed nuzzling into the warm fluff of the moth. Its little paw claws felt about at my carapace as it paced circling atop me before settling down and stretching. Certainly cat coded.

I was calm and content, ignoring the elephant in the room of the ever looming scientists and whatever Dreamer was cooking up. Well, what could I do? I was locked in here.

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Time quite quickly became an odd thing in this place. At times it moved rather quickly, others it dragged on and on minutes feeling like hours. It was disconcerting the lack of difference between my normal borderline self quarantine behaviors of binging entertainment and this forced quarantine. I was definitely regressing and losing, traction, motivation, and momentum. Is that depression sneaking in? At times it was more clear than others. Me being aware of not being allowed to leave simply made me want to leave even more. I suppose it a bit of that you want what you can’t have or are told not to do.

Dreamer was clearly playing the long game. This might be some kind of psychological torture or warfare. At any rate the calm was unnerving. She did not try to force her way in and simply passively observing once or twice a day…. Speaking of I am not sure when it happened but a week had already passed.

I sat staring at the screen as colorful flashy lights and the happy intro of yet another Moon Sailors episode played. I had kinda been binging it for a while to not think about what was going on. Probably not the most healthy thing, but with how my brain worked I could ignore the world burning down if I had something that completely engaged my attention like a game, reading or watching something. It was both a blessing and a curse as I could lose track of important things very easily and typically that compounded problems or wasn’t too productive, but at this point well I really needed something to not think about what was going on or I might go stir crazy.

The intro played with the usual flashy and over the top scenes of magical manly men wrestling space bimbos and evil magical girls. All the while the slut of sluts loomed in the back ground laughing with evil. Evil Queen Bambi taking up the top of the screen with her massive titties forming the background of the title scene, her hands out stretched wiggling teasingly.

“Pounding evil by moonlight. Wrecking ass by daylight. Standing erect like a real knight. He is the one named Admiral Moon!

He would never abandon a friend. He is always firm till the end. He is always there to set the trend. He is the one named Admiral Moon!

Captain Venus. Captain Mercury. Captain Terra. Captain Mars. Captain Jupiter. He can't do it alone! Get in the fight. You know it is right! For peace. for Love. Bros together forever! Secret powers of love, pouring forth from their manly muscles.

Look out Evil Queen Bambi of the Skankubus, your evil and lust won't make these men bust. You vile space strippers and bimbos too. You vapid bitches don't have a clue. The power of love between bros! Will conquer any hoes.

Pounding Evil by moonlight. Wrecking ass by daylight. Standing erect like real knights. Moon Sailors! They are the ones, they are the ones named Moon Sailors!”

The episode opened to a magical girl being assailed by some sort of living goo. She struck a pose bending over looking between her legs and making a heart with her hands. A scalding rainbow laser obliterated a chunk of the slime making to reel back retreating away from her love love beam.

The Magical Girl cockily struck a V for victory pose sticking her tongue out at the black ooze that undulated splitting into several different pools that slithered in different directions.

“Magical Girl Lollipop to the rescue yet again take that you stupid space bimbo goo. Once more evil is beaten by the power of Love, Justice, and Peace! Take that you Slore Slime!” She laughed, not noticing that the black goop was flanking her from all sides.

It latched onto her leg slithering up her body coiling around her with lewd intentions. Tentacles and stinging tendrils forming to do unspeakable things to the glowing hero.

The announcer dramatically spoke, causing the fight to pause as both Magical Girl Lollipop-chan and the writhing slime creature looked around confused about the disembodied woman’s voice. “Oh Nooo! Lollipop battles against yet another machination of the Slores. What could this vile creation of the vixens be doing to our Heroine! A Magical girl getting trapped by tentacles who could have seen this coming?! Her purity, her chastity is at stake!”

“Who are you and why aren’t you helping me?!” Lollipop-chan shouted shaking her fist at the sky before the goop swallowed her whole.

The blob shook vigorously as she struggled within until it sucked her strength dry and used her magical powers to do an evil magical girl transformation. The familiar form of a bubbly gooey catgirl appeared though due to the black and purple colorations she was clearly evil and certainly not an ally of justice, but rather a Skankubus, a sexy and busty bitch a far cry from Lolli-chan’s normal form. It was Neko-chan the parasitic magical cat girl suit of course. This was her premier episode and the host in this case was the Magical Girl Lollipop.

The announcer was talking shit as per usual having ignored the plea for help, “What skanky feline menace is this? What has become of our chaste but vulgar heroine? The foolish Magical Girl tried to fight tentacles alone you would think she would know better by now only the power of man muscles can defeat tentacles. How will Admiral Moon and the Moon Sailors deal with this corrupted pussy? Will she be saved or be tainted forever like the rest of the Magical Girls of Earth? Doomed to be a vapid empty slut starved for love and attention? Find out on this Episode of the Moon Sailors!”

I hugged Fluffles nuzzling the floofy moth. Over the last week it had grown very calm. It seems the excitement of the new environment had worn off and this little guy was settled in now. It chirped purring, the antenna brushing against my face as I tickled its sides. Fluffle’s abdomen had gotta a bit fatter since its arrival. I might be over feeding it. As I observed the rolling folds of the moth flaps, the screen flashed with action.

“Nyahaha you are too late Moon Sailors! Neko-chan has claimed these stupid bitches and filled their hearts with my pussycat heat! Nyow they these are my sexy kittens! Get them my stripper cats!”

It was an ambush. Who would have known a department store would be corrupted into a strip club den of evil stripper catgirls? The usual funky theme of Moon Sailors played as they busted on the scene. Pink heart lasers striking down the black bondage clad cat girls. The lesser stripper cats were no match, but Neko-chan was a feisty feline flashing them with her kitty tiddies attempting to hypnotize them. This being the uncensored special edition showed them off in all their gooey glory. The rest followed grinding on stripper poles and dancing in sync shaking their stuff, meowing cutely and pawing at the air.

A vile, heinous ploy. Neko-chan slunk, crawling her way towards them making sure that all eyes were on her swaying boobs, prowling like a bitch in heat. She pounced leaping through the air, but the strobing lights on the ceiling broke her titnosis. Captain Venus dodged to the side barely escaping the feline’s lewd embrace.

She bounced on the floor, rebounding as she lashed out with her slimy tentacle that formed a whip. It wrapped around his leg and ripped it out from under him causing the virtuous man of muscle to fall. The whore cat slime flopped onto him yanking her tentacles to restrain him. She mounted him like a beast to ride until she had had her fill.

Powerless Captain Venus took a direct pussy whip, struggling against the pull of the coil around his neck, hypnotized by the mounds of kitty titties shifting in to trap him. The cat girls descended on him, grinding all over him sluttishly smearing their black liquid bodies onto him, trying to spread the evil slore slime that was Neko-chan all over him and drain him dry!

“Love, Love Beam!” Shouted Admiral Moon slamming his powerful hips forward.

The thrust unleashed his massive power whiting out the screen for a moment as the silhouettes of the cat girls melted and faded away, destroyed by the power love. In his wake the unsluttified girls flopped all over the floor in a pile of dazed normal women. He reached down firmly locking hands with Captain Venus and pulling him to his feet. Both of them went back to back doing a power pose that formed a heart. Together they thrust forward, every step knocking Neko-chan back.

“NnYooooo Nyooot the Mnyanmusscles mmy my only weaknessssss!” Neko-chan hissed reeling drunkenly back her spiral eyes spinning in a daze. “Nyyot faiir Damn you and your myyan muscles, Moon Sailors!”

They thrust again and the force made the slimy pussy cat undulate, she peeled back away from Lollipop, but the sticky black goo still clung desperately to the ailed magical girl. Admiral Moon hugged Lolli-chan causing the evil slore energy to burst our repelled by the power of love, gushing out all over the floor, over powered by the magical girl’s desire for love and peace and… man muscles.

The black slime spattered against the wall, slithering through a crack to escape with a wet pop noise.

“Admiral Moon you saved me.” Swooned the dazed magical girl, her finger swirling on his firm pec.

He obliviously smiled, denser than a bag of bricks, utterly immune the wiles of women, “All in a days work! Come brother the machinations of the Evil Queen Bambi never rests Somewhere yet more women are being corrupted by lust and their empty hearts are being filled with evil!”

He dumped her on the floor like a discarded condom and smashed through the wall chasing the catgirl slime as it pounced away screaming about getting them next time. Yet again Lolli-chan was left wanting. The scene ended with her chasing the tightly clad men and the catgirl dodging dick lasers.

Good old Moon Sailors. I rolled on the bed holding Fluffles up to the light. The moth wiggled a bit happy. An odd sound filled the air, a gurgling sort of thing. Almost sounded like something was starving. Was I hungry? No. I looked about, my antenna shifting, tracing the source to the bloated abdomen of my pet. I set it down, perhaps it needed to go to the litter box?

Fluffles skittered about erratically before diving under the bed. Worried I leaned over gazing into the deep shadows. It was dark, but I could see just fine, something was wrong. The abdomen inflated and then from between the folds… tentacle like appendages emerged. Each of them sprouted smaller tendrils forming almost antenna looking shapes. Then the moth made a pained noise, rubbing itself madly, the abdomen shifting up and down hitting the floor and the bottom of the bed. From the back end something glowed and a large orb popped out.

It was right about at this moment that I smelled it. A deep, pungent pheromone. It made my head fuzz out. Not like a normal fuzzy warm, but more of a mind melting sort. I went a little cross eyed flopping off the bed from getting flashbanged by that stink. I vented overheating. Fuck it was hot in here. I shook my head trying to clean it, my hand rubbed my face as I looked about in a daze. I felt the warmth of something on my leg. My head bobbed trying to stay steady as I focused hard to see what was happening.

Though everything was a bit blurred I could make out the familiar form of Fluffles. It had crawled onto my leg. The moth was vibrating and purring aggressively, wings flapping, and the new appendage held high in the air above it, pulsing, flaring in rhythmic waves as it inflated and deflated rapidly.

I wasn’t particularly sure what it was doing, but something was telling me I should be concerned. I slapped myself knocking some sense into me. The pain jarred away the haze and I reached over grabbing the controller giving Fluffles a shock. It reeled and the organ retracted instantly though the pheromones lingered. The moth hid in the corner like a whipped dog as I shakily got up.

“The fuck was that about?” I grumbled at the cowering creature.

I lifted the manual looking through it again. Nothing was mentioned about that sort of thing. Keeping an eye on the shivering floof ball I sat at the computer and started looking up moths. As I sifted through the images, sure enough something that looked similar to that appeared. It was a moth with fuzzy pulsing tentacle looking things sticking out of the abdomen. The Baphomet Moth, it appeared to have something very similar in structure to what I had see. My assumption was more or less correct that was a pheromone organ. Well at least it wasn’t tentacle dicks or something. Knowing Dr. Arbor that wasn’t off the table.

That was very odd though, should only be males, but Fluffles was a female. How did I know? Well, my eyes shifted to the large clutch of pulsating eggs attached to under the bed. Yeah Dr. Arbor definitely did something fucky with this poor little critter. So clearly it isn’t just a silk moth but some other stuff mixed in too.

My plates shifted, fanning a little as I purged the heat that was building.

‘Sub. Bad.’

What? What did I do?

‘Why the hell you getting hot an bothered? It is a moth for fucks sake.’

Did you not smell that thing?

‘I did, so what? Show some restraint you beast.’

Hey I can’t help it that thing practically has our pheromones.

‘Huh?’

What have you not noticed why you like that thing so much? It is dripping with our scent. I am pretty sure Dr. Arbor spliced some of our dna into that thing.

‘That sounds concerning. So wait are we related to that thing?’

Maybe? I am unsure. At the very least it has some of our genetic coding. I can tell by the pheromones, it certainly has Vespidian pheromones, or something remarkably similar.

‘If it wasn’t so cute I would probably be freaking out about that.’

Now that whatever the hell that was about was calmed down Fluffles was curled up in the corner in the little doggy bed that was supplied with the carrier. I lowered a hand petting it. It seems that, that took a lot out of the fuzz ball since she wasn’t reacting much. If this was before I had changed would probably be banging on the door to get away from the creature, but I wasn’t particularly scared of the moth. Poor thing was probably scared or something and didn’t know what it was doing.

I held the quivering mothcat tight, giving it a nice hug. I mean I am not going to throw out my cute little fluff ball over something basically like a dog humping my leg. I pet it until it started purring again. See, nothing changed still the same lovey bug. I glanced under the bed again… yeah definitely going to need to ask Dr. Arbor about this.

I suppose it is Mrs. Fluffles now. Or if we getting fancy and sophisticated, Madam Fluffles.

My abdomen flapped a little letting off some steam. Acha, stupid wasp body stop getting in the mood. It is a moth. I don’t care how sexy it smells. I slapped myself at that errant thought. Bad, Bad Sub.

There are no laws against the genetically engineered pets. I wanna lay eggs in it.

No, Sub. Don’t do it. It is an animal Sub, an animal! Don’t you lewd my fluffy little angel.

You can’t stop me! I am gonna do it hehe.

We don’t even have eggs you stupid bitch.

Oh right… hmm maybe those pheromones are affecting us more than I thought. We should let off some steam. Come here slut let me give you some lovin.

You are gonna call me names and shit again.

You know it bitch. And you love it.

Well… Sub wasn’t wrong… but… my eyes lingered on Fluffles.

Not in front of Fluffles.