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Inspired (heavily) by Bad_End_Lover's work and my own relentless drive to see Hornet punished for failing to respond correctly to my always oh so perfect commands in Silksong, resulting in quite a few ragequits (well I got better later, but now I started and intend to finish this). This work will figure a mod replacing our little ghost with a similarly sized Hornet, who'll be exposed to many a depraved end at the end of quite a bit more horny enemies.

Tags in the description will be present in most chapters, but there'll be a few more niche tags here and there that I'll post at the end of a chapter to avoid spoiling it in the description, but the whole work will be devoid of gore, snuff or scat (sorry to you Dung Defender fans). Else, expect most stuff you can find in bad end stories, mind break, corruption, pregnancy, slavery and all that jazz.

Anyway, you fellow degenerates enjoy, and for those with ideas, feel free to post them in the comments, just know that I might not follow them and already have a few chapters written out.

Also English isn't my first (or even second) language, so expect a few errors here and there.

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Intro

We see once more the little knight walk through the desolate landscape atop the howling cliffs, the pale lights over dirtmouth slowly glowing in the distance. He's heard the roar of the thing, imprisoned in his sealed away sibling, beckoning him back to Hallownest. Yet as his empty black eyes stare out of his face, cape fluttering in the maddening winds that strike the cliffs, there is something different about this playthrough, a loading bar is slowly filling up atop of the screen. As the knight drops towards his destiny, three words appear briefly over him: “mod successfully installed”. And with that, instantly, the knight pops out of existence to be replaced by a familiar figure cloaked in red, though a bit smaller (and curvier) then what one might remember, almost as if trying to better fit a hitbox. It is indubitably Hornet, but it seems it is a younger, weaker version not yet battle tested by years of hardship, with no memory of the slow decay of her realm. Landing with agility, she looks around confused, not quite sure how she got here or of her purpose, before getting her trusty needle out and heading towards her destiny.

Crawlid

Still distracted by the experience that led to her arrival, a clumsy jump made Hornet land right upon one of Hallownest's most harmless inhabitants, the modest crawlid, as it was wandering aimlessly looking for food. Her last mask shattered, she falls upon the ground with a gasp, and the startled crawlid turns back towards her to see what just bumped its back spikes only to come face to ass with hornet's nethers. Inspecting the fallen maiden closer, it smells the potential for sweet nectar as it begins devouring her pussy to Hornet's shock, as she feebly tries to bat away this lesser bug from her precious place. Her already pathetic struggles grow weaker, as her eyes twitch in unwanted pleasure, until the crawlid forces her to orgasm in a wet squelch and she lays back, twitching, and the tiny bug continues feasting on her nethers.

Vengefly

Hornet succumbs to the ferocious charge of a vengefly, mask shattering from the little predator's scissor-like mandibles. It squawks in victory, circling a trembling Hornet that expects an undignified death from this miniature menace, but it is another appetite that awakens in the vengefly, as an ovipositor emerges from its abdomen. Hornet weakly attempts to crawl back, but the vengefly is quick to dive on her, oversized mandibles cutting clean through her red cloak.

The ovipositor attempts to find a hold upon her pussy as she desperately attempts to cover herself, blocking its entry. The vengefly, annoyed by this resistance, opens wide his pincers and seizes her throat, with just enough pression to make her understand her lack of options, and after some hesitation, she reluctantly puts her hand away, the eager ovipositor penetrating her nethers with a squelch. The vengefly begins to quickly piston into her, and her squeaks of protest slowly morph into moans as a blush creeps up her mask, until eggs visibly begin travelling down the ovipositor to stuff her leaky cunt, bulging her belly slightly while her unwanted lower squawks in satisfaction. As the vengefly takes off and the scene fades to black, we can hear buzzing as more vengefly creep in the edges of the screen.

Generic zone game over

If Hornet is defeated due to the spikes or falling stalactites, she'll lay motionless as the screen fades to black, fading back in as a crawlid inspects her, beginning to tug at her cloak. After another fade to black, she's just woken up as there are now two crawlids busy between her legs as a vengefly clinging to her mask as it trusts inside her mouth, and she shudders and comes from the pleasure forced upon her by those least-of-all-bugs amidst the denizens of Hallownest. She slowly tries to crawl away, but the crawlids tug her away as she claws at the ground.

Another fade to black, and in the next scene Hornet seems to have snapped, realizing that someone that couldn't get five minutes through the game without dying to such pathetic foes has no chance further down the road, and is seen moaning, embracing a crawlid as it pumps its eggs inside of her as two others chew on her breasts with their little mandibles, slurping out white drops pearling at her nipples.

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Wandering Husk

After having quickly traversed Dirtmouth, greeting a kindly old bug and resting for a short second on the town square bench, Hornet enters the forgotten crossroads, but her memories of this place do not seem to coincide with its current state, getting her lost and injured, running into spikes and slipping on a crawlid. She spots a bug on her path and hails it, wanting to ask it the way, and is taken by surprise when it throws itself at her, shattering her last mask and leaving her on her back, pinned by what was once a harmless citizen of her kingdom. Seeing the orange madness in its eyes, she screams but is interrupted as the husk embraces her, jamming its tongue in her mouth before she can react and stunning her as his infected saliva begins to awaken a heat in her. And as a glowing orange cock emerges between the husk's legs, she can only watch in aroused confusion as he aligns itself with her quickly moistening slit. With a single thrust of his hips, he sheathes himself entirely into her, as she throws her head back, mouth open in a silent scream. With ferocious thrusts accompanied by wet slaps, the husk defiles Hornet, her moans getting louder and louder with each additional hip thrust, until he discharges his radiance-infected seed inside her, sealing her fate as she succumbs in a final orgasm.

Husk Bully

Hornet sinks down in defeat, crumbling to her knees after her last mask has been bitchslapped away by this barely there husk. What unnatural life animates its shell lets it stumble towards her once more, taking hold of the horns of her mask and dragging her face into its crotch. Hornet is seen struggling as muffled sounds of protest erupt from between the husk's legs, but the radiance that seeps from the cracks in its shell slowly begin to affect her, as the protests become huffing noises as her arms fall limp, and then slurping noises as hornets hands raise up again but this time to cling to the husk's ass to drive her face deeper into the unseen genitalia of her bully, pale slightly orange glowing liquids beginning to squelch down onto her red cloak, making it cling to her and clearly showing of her aroused nipples. The scene fades as Hornet is given a wet willy, the husk bully digging up some old reflexes from its previous life.

Tiktik

Jumping a bit too high to an upper platform, Hornets head collides with a wandering tiktik that was clinging underneath it, causing both her last mask to break and the Tiktik to fall down upon her dazed form, its tiny sharp claws clinging to her shell for dear life. Proudly standing upon its vanquished foe's head, the tikik shell parts to reveal a swollen white cock that it does not wait before spearing poor Hornets mouth, trusting deep into the confused weaver's throat as she lays upon the ground. It takes only a few trust before it sprays its thick seed into her, before beginning to wander her shell like his previous platform, his cock popping out of her mouth with a wet sound as she coughs up its pale, slightly orange glowing semen. But before she can recover from the ordeal, the tiktiks patrol path guides it to its next destination, as it mounts hornet and begins rutting her pussy, chirping happily as it discharges its next load in another few pumps, not leaving her even the time to truly process what is happening.

The tiktik disappears over the side of the platform, and she takes a second to compose herself and gather strength to move again, but she hears a chirping behind her. Her eyes widen as she sees that the white shelled beast's patrol path has brought it back from underneath the platform and, discovering her again on his path, is moving towards her mouth once more. As she prepares to scream in protest, her mouth is filled once more, now a set of holes on the crawling bugs' endless loop.

Husk Hornhead

Hornet's attempt to run away from her horned assailant goes terribly awry as its charge is surprisingly quick, and by the time she turns away, the mighty horns spears her and destroys her last mask, while also burying deep into her mistakenly presented asshole as she cries in surprise and pain. The husk hornhead looks up, not seeing the foe anymore as Hornet is now impaled upon his head, slowly sinking down his horn as it begins bulging her once flat belly to the point of reaching her tits. Gibbering in shock and pain, Hornet's hands prod at the bulge, not able to process what just happened to her, before her eyes roll back in her head as the unaware husk begins to descend some nearby stairs, bumping her up and down upon the great intrusion, the resulting orgasm breaking what little is left of her mind and leaving her nothing but a strange head adornment.

Husk Leaper

The leaping jumps of this husk prove too much for Hornet, as it lands with a mighty crash upon her head, breaking the last of her masks and making her fall on her back, mask covered by contaminated bug ass. The genital slit of the husk leaper opens, revealing a glowing, dripping orange pussy, Hornet eyes getting wide as she prepares to scream, but instead getting teabagged repeatedly by the female bug, each drop accompanied by a liquid splurt as the red maiden's face is covered with more and more contaminated pussy juice, her expression slowly morphing from shocked humiliation to burning need, and her tongue soon lolls out to welcome the husks drippy slit. It drops one last time, and stays sat on Hornets mask, as she raises her hands to spread the tainted orange pussy, digging in with newfound hunger as the scene fades to black

Gruzzer

A missed platform or badly calculated swing sees the aimless gruzzer collide with Hornet, shattering her last mask and leaving her weakened and defenseless on the ground ass over head, groaning in pain, furious at herself to have let such a usually harmless bug get the best of her. The gruzzer, barely aware it even ran into something, bumps against a few walls before landing right behind her, smelling the sweet promise of nectar. It follows its sensitive proboscis, guiding it straight towards the invitingly raised rump of hornet, probing at it slowly, causing Hornet to moan weakly in protest. Yet the stimulation is enough for her to begin getting wet, the moisture immediately sucked up by the gruzzers short trunk like proboscis, causing a delightful tingle upon her nethers, which only makes her wetter to the gruzzers delight.

Desiring to get more and more of this sweet and salty nectar, it plunges its trunk deeper into her folds, slurping and licking her insides with gusto until she shudders and screams as she has the most humiliating orgasm of her life, the daughter of gods of hollownest, shamefully bent over with a barely sentient fly buried up her precious almost virginal slit. And at this realization, she cums all the more, slurping noises intensifying as the scene begins to pan away.

Gruz Mother

Hornet's final mask breaks under the bulky weight of the gruz mother as she slams down upon her, and she looks on helplessly as she raises only to slam down once more upon her, and in a cruel twist, sheath her into the larger bug's gaping pussy, disappearing up to her legs into the buzzing Gruz mother, before another slam makes her enter the dripping depths entirely. The scene shifts to show the cavernous womb of the gruz mother, where hornet is squished between numerous gruzzlings, eyes still closed and suckling at what seems to be internal nipples dripping with radiance contaminated soul. Hornet twists and turns, trying to turn around to get out of her predicament, to find the exit of this blasted place, but can't avoid getting sprayed by the dripping soul that absorbs directly into her or breathing in the musk permeating the womb, as she begins to huff, inhaling what little steamy hair she can. Her struggles slow down as her eyes drop to a lidded, empty gaze, only breathing deeply and slowly.

A time skip ahead, she is seen amidst the gruzzling, mouth latched on a nipple as she slurps greedily, eyes closed in bliss, and a blind gruzzling is seen slurping between her legs while another begins to find his way underneath her cloak.

Defeated by the Gruz mother spawn

Hornet's celebration at defeating her first boss was short lived as the belly of the gruz mother bursts open, a dozen gruzzers flying out and colliding with her, destroying her last mask as she tried to panic heal. As she laid stunned and exhausted, back against the wall, she saw the gruzzers mindless bumbling around shift as they smelled the death pheromones of their mother, triggering a radical change in their behaviour. Hornet vaguely remembered her biology lessons under the white lady long ago, something about gruzzers selecting the most well suited amongst them to feed and pump full with hormones to transform into a new broodmother. And as the gruzzers began gathering around her, all filled up with soul from her fight and smelling like one of them after having been covered in gruz mother guts, she realises with dawning horror that they have chosen an heir for their late matron: her.

She feebly protests, turning her head away as one of the gruzzers tries to jab its trunk into her mouth, but no matter where she turns to, there is another gruzzer, and one of them finally is able to jab its proboscis between her lips. A thick and sweet sludge, rich in nutrients and hormones, begins pouring down her throat as she is forced to swallow or choke, and her belly begins to distend slightly from the meal when the first gruzzer retreats and another takes its place. Smelling her fertility rising as she absorbs the hormones, the gruzzers not currently busy force-feeding her begin to explore her dripping pussy, and one of them produces a pack of contaminated seed at the end of its abdomen, picking it up with its short legs and beginning to insert it into the moaning bloated mess she has become.

The scene fades to black as time skips for an untold amount of time, fading back in to reveal Hornet’s new form, the cocktail of hormones, food and seed having caused her to grow quite a bit, her once rather slender form now nothing but a memory as her massive tits feed a couple of young gruzzlings while her pregnant belly holds many more, too large for her to even consider moving, kept docile and fed by her returning young. She moans softly as a young gruzzling begins to exit her gaping pussy, orgasming from the live birth before the scene fades out for good.

Goam (requires Isma's tear)

Underestimating how fast she needed to be to avoid the great maw of the great goam worms infesting the lower crossroads, Hornet sees the last of her masks break as she is instantly swallowed whole by the maw of this oversized annelid as it continues its travels, not even slowed down by this newly caught prey. The scene cuts to a view of the inside of the goam, where Hornet is struggling, her dress dissolving in the stomach acids that cannot truly harm her due to Isma's protection. Naked and constricted by the undulating muscular walls of the goam’s intestines, Hornet struggles to breathe in what little miasma filled air she can, the radiance even contaminating those brainless beasts. Heat begins to settle in her core, slowly radiating through her, and she begins to visibly appreciate the squeezing heat of the goams innards, panting and squirming. Her hands begin pawing at herself, and she is last seen beginning to frantically masturbate before being carried away deep under the earth.  

Generic zone game over

Too injured by falling once more to a spike nest formed by some of the collapsed walkways of the Crossroads, Hornet barely manages to drag herself out of immediate danger before collapsing in exhaustion, pained breathing escaping her tired body, and the scene slowly fades to black as moaning garbled speech seems to get closer to her.

The scene cuts back as we see Hornet naked, chained and spread eagle outside what seems to be one of the homes of the abandoned village, holes dripping with seed as husk after husk has its way with her, her moans always attracting more, used as bait by an infected Sly who profits from the distraction to pick the pockets of the wandering husks of what little geo they still might have on them. A corpulent husk shambles towards her, grabbing her legs eagerly as its orange glowing girth  penis unsheathes, and she whimpers in exhausted pleasure as she gets taken once more.

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Aspid Hunter

Hornet loses the last of her lives as she is hit in the face by a glob of radiance contaminated spit, sputtering as some of it makes its way into her mouth. She tries to spit it out, but it is too late as the aphrodisiac begins to work its magic upon her, her face blushing and slick running down her legs as the male aspid gets closer, a glowing cock, impressive for its size, already unsheathing and eager to claim its prey. Hornet shakes her head in denial, yet does not shy away from his touch either as he settles between her legs, probing around a bit before penetrating her heated core in a single deep trust that leaves her howling in pleasure. The aspid begins a series of quick jabs that make her still covered tits jiggle, her arms gripping upon his head holding on for dear life as she moans up a storm. With a final trust, the aspid fills her up as they simultaneously climax, and after a few seconds of cuddling, extracts himself from her depths as he flies away groggily and she falls on her back, exhausted, one hand coming up to lazily play with her pussy at it leaks globs of cum on the ground below.

Aspid Mother

Be it through collision or by falling victim to one of her numerous children, hornet is vanquished by the aspid mother, who nears her crumpled form wearily, sending a freshly birthed Hatchling after her to confirm her inability to fight back, before triumphantly swooping down and with the help of a few of her offspring, carries Hornet out of the screen.

A new scene fades in, and we can see Hornet on a ledge above a spike pit, with nowhere to go, the aspid mother spraying her with her pheromones to attract eager males to mate with the young weaver instead of herself to avoid the strain of their reckless breeding, visiting every few days to scoop semen out of her overflowing holes with her probing proboscis and fertilizing herself to produce more hatchlings vital to her protection.

Aspid Hatchling

The relentless assault of those minuscule newborn manages to overwhelm Hornet despite her defeating their mother, and she slinks down unto the ground, unable to hold onto her legs anymore as aspid venom courses through her veins. The hatchlings seem a bit disoriented at first, not having a mother anymore to guide them and raise their agressivity with hormones leaving them a bit aimless, but instinct soon takes over: feed and grow. Hornet presents only too easy of a meal, as they flutter down to her helpless body, their little trunks unfurling as they smell around for sweet soul rich fluids. Defenceless, Hornet has to tolerate their poking, assuming they’d soon leave her alone, when a side effect of their poison begins to reveal itself as a tingling in her bossom turns into a painful throbbing, causing her hands to shoot up to clutch at her modest heaving breasts, crying out in pain and startling the hatchlings.

Their attention turns to Hornet’s chest, unconsciously presented to them, smelling the meal they represent, and they latch onto them despite Hornet’s attempts to avoid them, their unfurled proboscis soon finding her hard nipples and penetrating them with a spray of soul white milk, causing her to cry in pleasured pain. Slurping noises begin to fill the space, as Hornet’s expression changes from discomfort and panic to one of great relief, tongue lolling out of her mouth, hands now holding the hatchlings at her breasts instead of trying to remove them.

Time skips ahead as Hornet, now mightily endowed with tits as large as her head, is seen lazily masturbating as two adolescent aspids are suckling on them, spilled milk dribbling slowly down her body as she coos with affection for her surrogate children. 

Dying to Aspids with the glowing womb charm equipped

If Hornet is defeated by Aspids while using the glowing womb charm, the victorious aspid will begin shrieking excitedly, calling more of its kin to join it. Numerous aspids appear on screen, and two aspid hunters descend upon the unconscious hornet each holding onto one leg and parting them wide, while a large aspid mother will delicately take the charm from its notch and use her long proboscis to insert it into Hornet's pussy. A flash confirms its unbreakable binding to her form, and the aspids move away slightly to observe its effects as she stirs weakly, looking around frantically, before doubling over clutching at her stomach as it begins to glow an orange light.

Hornet begins to pant, realizing that using a charm found in an aspid broodmother might not have been such a great idea, mask flushing, and then screams as she squirts liquid radiance, hands slipping down to work frantically on her throbbing cunt. She seems increasingly frustrated with the inadequate stimulation, before looking up, needy eyes locking onto the aspid hunters whose cocks have come out of their abdomen to greet the female in heat she has become, and spreads both her legs and her lower lips, begging them to come claim their bitch, and the screen goes dark as she disappears in an excited swarm.

The screen fades back in, showing the crossroads overrun by aspids, and we follow one hunter back to a hidden den where a now nude Hornet rests, her gravid bright orange belly taking in most of the place, her head barely visible behind her pregnant distended midsection and her milk filled breasts. Her pussy, soaked in corruptive radiance, gapes open as every few minutes, another hatchling is born, their head slightly reminiscing of the weaver's mask, and are welcomed in Hallownest by their mother’s throaty, mindless moans, before their instinct directs them towards her voluptuous breasts to drink their fill before fluttering out into the crossroads. The aspid hunter we followed in has landed on the orange ballon that is her belly, manoeuvering around gingerly to reach Hornet’s face, cock already out and swollen to feed the expecting mother much needed nutrients and soul, and soon the moans become muffled and mixed with greedy slurping noises, as two additional males just land at the mouth of the den and prepare to do their duty.

Husk Warrior

Hornet had been surprised to see this armed and shielded husk after fighting mostly mindless bugs with no way to defend themselves, and now she was now punished for growing so comfortable with just wildly swinging her needle as the warrior struck her weapon away with its own before bashing her in the head with its shield, cracking her last mask and making the screen go dark.

The scene changes as Hornet comes back to her senses, prone on her belly and slowly rocking as the Husk is balls deep in her juicy ass, one hand on his nail, the other gripping one of the horns of her mask. She gasps in pain and begins protesting vigorously, but he just lets go of his nail for a second to vigorously slap her ass, making her yelp, and continues doing so until her protests are silenced, replaced by panting interspaced with occasional yelps. He rocks back and forth, hitting a sweet spot on occasion that makes her go cross-eyed, his trusts speeding up as they both get closer and closer to their climax, and their moans intermix as they go rigid, their harmony somewhat tainted by splurting noises. The husk warrior takes a step back, unsheathing his surprisingly long dick out of her butthole, his last spurts adorning her shiny black ass beautifully, admiring his work for a second before he takes her by the horn and drags her off-screen. 

Husk Guard

Crushed by the mighty blow of what was once a noble guardian of the crossroads, Hornet now lies flattened on the ground, last masks shattered, legs and arms splayed out and twitching slightly. The great husk guard, more than twice her size, sits down on her belly pinning her for good as his radiant cock exits his body to slam itself on her with a meaty twap, reaching all the way to her mouth. She lacks the strength to scream as he begins grinding on her, getting his infected penis underneath her cloak, the helmet-like tip exciting through the collar to bump into her mouth, slathering it in precum and bathing her in pheromones.

Her eyes begin to narrow in unwanted arousal, the aphrodisiac effect of the radiance taking a hold on her mind, and it isn’t long until she opens her mouth, tongue stretched out like a red carpet to receive more of his deliciously sweet seed as his cock continues its sawing motion, the husk guard grunting becoming louder and his pace more frantic until he stops his motion, giant cock flexing as a gallon of contaminated baby-batter covers Hornets face entirely. They stay there almost motionless, only the husk's heavy breathing and Hornets eager gulping noises are heard as her tongue wiggles around to scoop as much seed as she can into her mouth.

We skip ahead in time, and the husk guard is still standing at the ready at his post, but he is no longer alone in his watch as bound to his club with what seems to be strips of red cloth, is a delirious and sticky looking Hornet, currently held in a way that allows her to lavishly suck on his balls while he hold his vigil unperturbed.

False Knight

Be it with his massive hammer or by falling debris, the False Knight manages to vanquish the Daughter of Hallownest, raising his weapon triumphantly over his fallen foe, proving to himself once again that strength is what matters most. Hornet expects nothing but death from the dishonourable maggot who parasites this armour once belonging to mighty Hegemol, knowing that it could only have taken it from him by treachery, but that will not be her fate. Instead, he calls out for two of his brothers, hidden in a chamber above, who descend warily, terrified Hornet will rise up at any moment, but they slowly grow bolder seeing her unable to do anything. They help the False Knight open his armour, revealing the maggot’s diminutive body inside, comfortably seated and making use of a number of mechanical contraptions to move the hulking armour around, and begin fiddling around, getting their tools out.

The time skips ahead and we can see the False Knight walking around proudly, footsteps heavy in the silence of the crossroads, but there is another muffled sound to be heard. We switch to a close up X-Ray of the inside of the armour, revealing Hornet affixed inside the metallic shell with rope and cuffs, her face replacing the seat’s cushion and sat upon by her captor that seems to very much enjoy himself. The broken maiden feasts on the fat pale butt of the maggot, tongue stirring deep in his asshole, as we are now clearly hearing the wet slurping noise resulting from her new duties, mixed with a mechanical whirring as two large dildos powered by the behemoth’s walk stir her insides with each step, in and out, in and out, forcing her to squirt again and again as she is now integral part of the armour. 

Snail Shaman

As Hornet is rendered unconscious by the shock of absorbing the snail shaman’s spell, they chuckle to themselves while dragging her over to their gate, happy to have found a nice little pawn to clean their cave for them. But when the red dress the young weaver is wearing snatches on one of the bones littering their abode, the ensuing tug of war rips it down her body, revealing her naked splendor to the old shaman, and they ponder for a moment, evaluating the time window they have before she wakes up. Their calculations must not have been on Hornet’s side, as they chuckle darkly to themselves, and a slimy bright white penis begins to exit their body, harshly contrasting with their inky blackness.

Ensues a montage of the snail shaman having its way with the unlucky princess, the mollusc rubbing its genitals upon her face, eating her out with gusto while holding her legs over their shoulders, fucking into her slow and deep from the side while suckling on one of her breasts, and painting her body white with their semen. The last scene is of him dragging a cleaned and re-dressed Hornet into their cave and closing the gate just in time as she begins to stir, prompting them to sit down and pretend to be asleep, the confused weaver will hopefully be too distracted by the new energy coursing through her veins to concern herself over residual feelings of stretching in her nethers.

Failing the Snail Shaman quest

Unfamiliar with the usage of this new spell, Hornet never manages to make it out of the cave victorious as she is vanquished by beasts or by spikes. The scene changes from her laying on the ground to her being sandwiched between the elder baldur and one of its spawn, pained groans heard as the elder baldur penetrates her deep, bulging out her belly while the smaller variant clings to her back and trusts at twice the pace into her asshole. She feels a heat swelling in her body as the radiance in their secretions begins to seep into her, and her pain slowly morphs to maddening pleasure. 

The scene switches to a broken Hornet alone, laying on her back legs spread towards the camera, absolutely dripping cum out of every hole, a cough making her squirt a bit out of both ends. The snail shaman slowly creeps in from the side of the screen, looking around to make sure there are no beasts nearby, before moving in, looking down at Hornet; “Ohoho! My, you’re looking worse for wear. It seems I overestimated your capacities my little weaver, maybe you’ll not get much further after all. Still, not all is lost, you might still be of some use even in your sorry state”. They kneel next to her, and get a leash affixed around her neck, and she is seen following them, stumbling out of the scene.

The scene changes one last time to a zoomed in view of the snail shaman in their home, currently standing on a tiny pedestal brewing something in a large cauldron, stirring the liquid with their staff. They sniff it appreciatively, before jumping down as the camera panes down to reveal Hornet on her knees and elbows, limbs bound in a silk bondage getup to shorten them and make walking upright an impossibility. She is wearing a collar with a little skull akin those worn by the shaman, and her eyes are glazed over, drooling tongue already out as she begins humping against the chuckling shaman who relents and gets their cock out for her midday snack.

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Alternating resting on the bench and talking to Iselda five times

Iselda wasn’t blind to Hornet’s interest in her. The young weaver seemed to use any excuse to visit her, and her eyes were clearly glued to her plump abdomen, though she had to admit it was one of her best features. Cornifer certainly seemed to think so, and she sighed wistfully thinking about her nerdy husband. Did he have to be so fascinated with exploring that he had to neglect his marital duties? Which brought her back to the topic at hand, Hornet once more entering her shop, looking up her long legs and staring at he butt with a certain lack of subtlety that was both somewhat insulting and a bit endearing.

She had to say she felt flattered at the naked desire on her face, and pondered what to do as Hornet kept trying to start a conversation, before coming to a decision. After all, she deserved a bit of relief, holding this dang shop in this dingy town all alone, and Hornet had been such a good customer so far. Iselda turned back towards the red clad weaver, sitting on her desk and spreading her legs slightly as she interrupted her: “you know i used to adventure as well? I settled down to join in my Corny's business venture, but I was quite apt with the nail.” Hornet looks up at her with arousal, noticing her legs slowly parting as she continues speaking: “Nailmistress Iselda they used to call me back then. A well earned nickname I suppose. I do not regret settling down, but I'll admit I sometimes miss those old days, the freedom, the fighting… the fucking.”

Hornet's eyes shoot up, widening at the last part of the sentence, meeting Iselda's smoldering gaze as she coos: “Ah but here I am reminiscing all by myself! Let me help your imagination…”. Legs now completely spread, she reveals her glistening pussy to an enthralled Hornet, who does not resist as she hooks her legs behind her head, the red clad princess just the right size to be pulled face first into Iselda's moistening core. “Lick.” A single word but undoubtedly an order, imperious, one she does not want to resist, as slurping sounds fill the tiny room. “Good girl” Iselda praises her, softly moaning “Good girl”. Hornet tries to come back up for air, face sticky with the tall bugs' sweet nectar but Iselda locks her in, thighs squeezing her mask and shins crossing behind her neck, priorising her own pleasure over Hornet's need for air. The licking grows frantic as the young weaver realises she is in a race against the clock, and she manages to make Iselda come right before she passes out, making her tremble in ecstasy before she lets Hornet slump down at her feet. She bows down, and tilts the weaver's mask up towards her, eyes predatory: “We're not done quite yet pet, I still have some frustrations to work out” she tells her as she gets a paddle and some fluffy handcuffs out, making hornet blush and visibly gulp. “Also, call me nailmistress from now on”. The scene fades to Hornet walking out of the shop, hands massaging her reddened ass, face still sticky with juices and eyes hazy.

This will not provoque a permanent bad end, but from now on, anytime Iselda is interacted with from behind the counter, she'll just lift her abdomen and Hornet will submissively get on her knees and begin licking her ass until the player interrupts the scene. 

Exhaust Tiso's dialogue option while having only a single mask remaining

Just having dragged herself out of the crossroads, badly bruised by her numerous fights, Hornet spots a hooded bug wielding a shield at the town's edge. She stops for a moment, curious about this new arrival, but he shows nothing but arrogance and contempt. Yet she continues to converse with him, not noticing him checking out her curves, eyes heating up with desire for the daughter of Hallownest and realising his opportunity. At her next attempt to start a conversation, he exclaims “you present yourself a warrior, but I suspect you a weakling, let our strength speak for us and to the victor the spoils!” and tries to quickly shoot her with his spinning shield. If not parried in time, Hornet will be flung on her side, unconscious from the shock, and the screen will fade to black as he'll get slower, rubbing his hands: “all the spoils for Tiso!”

The scene fades back in with Tiso resting at the queen's station, and we can see Hornet has been bound to his shield uncomfortably as it is currently hanging from the ceiling, naked as the day she was born, eyes covered and her mouth held open by a gag. Tiso stands up from the bench and casually gets his cock out, turning the shield and Hornet upside down so he can easily access her mouth for relief, trusting into her as she gags and drools all over herself and taunting her: “pathetic weakling, you might not have proven a great warrior, but you sure will make a good slut for Tiso!”. He turns her back around, his saliva-covered cock easily finding its mark in her heated slit, trusting in deep as a shocked warble escapes the voluptuous weaver's mouth, unable to close as she dribbles saliva all over her own tits. He continues trusting until she seems to get too close to an orgasm, cruelly turning her around again to enjoy her mouth again as he amuses himself in denying her the last pleasure she'll ever get to experience in this life. His hips accelerate their rhythm, balls slapping against her eyes, and he fills her gagging throat with his spunk, before taking a step back to admire his handiwork as his semen slowly runs down her mask, dripping from her horns upon the ground below.

Sit idle next to Bretta for too long

Hornet sat herself next to the blushing bug, consulting her map for a bit before beginning to drift off, tired from her adventures below. Bretta for her part was not resting, her thoughts racing at the proximity of her beloved red maiden. Her time in the Fungal Wastes had put her under the Radiance's spell for a bit, leaving her hot and bothered, pushing her to action despite her timid nature, and she slowly let her hand lay on the weaver's own, excuse at the ready in case she protested. But Hornet did not stir, continuing to breathe calmly and steadily, eyes unfocused, and Bretta grew bolder, surely her lack of protest was an invitation for more? The plump beetle moves closer to Hornet, one arm circling her shoulder, the other resting on her thigh, and not hearing any harsh words, turned Hornet's head toward her to engage in a deep kiss, tongue swishing into her mouth, and it isn't  long until her hand trails up the weaver's tight to begin rubbing at her most private of places, making her shudder.

Bretta is now too heated to stop, leaving Hornet's mouth with regret as a string of saliva still connects them, before tugging her away by the hand towards her house. The scene shifts to Hornet lying on her back in Bretta's bed, one leg up in the air as the plump big rubs their pussies vigorously together in a scissoring motion, making her masks shatter one after the other with each of her unconscious orgasms. By the time Hornet comes back to her senses, she is already defeated, handcuffed to the bed with two dildos in her cunt and Bretta sitting on her face, rubbing vigorously upon her to mark her with her scent while babbling deliriously in pleasure, moans interspaced with declarations about “never letting her go” and “marriage”.

Demanding Confessor Jiji to summon your shade without any rancid egg

Really not wanting to risk the trek all the way back to her shade and risk losing all the geo that lay with it, Hornet is forced to ask confessor Jiji for help. But her help has a cost, one paid in rancid eggs, and the red maiden is unfortunately all out of those. Upon insisting on an alternative, Jiji propositions her out of the blue: “well I told you I need something to savor if I am to work, but if you have no food, maybe you would let me snack on you?” Hornet is stunned by this unforeseen turn of events, not thinking that the confessor would be the type to so boldly ask such a thing. Yet, she is left with little choice, it is simply too much geo to lose, and after some hesitation, she nods curtly to give her consent.

Gigi seems excited by the prospect and exclaims “Mmmm... I will enjoy your delicious morsel tremendously!” as her long arms emerge from underneath her cape and lift Hornet from the ground, turning the young warrior away from her as she puts Hornet’s plump ass underneath her shadowed face, white luminous eyes taking on a happy expression as a large tongue extends from a yet unseen mouth to burrow into the weavers asshole. Hornet begins panting, legs twitching at the vigorous salad tossing she is subjected to as Jiji savours the taste of her bowels, her tongue burying deeper than any curious finger the weaver has ever put in there before. As the confessor’s magical tongue finds a particularly sensitive spot, her moans rise in a crescendo until she is screaming in bliss. The confessor retracts her tongue from the now sparkling clean butthole, licking her lips as Hornet hangs limply in her post-coital bliss: “Ah! Delicious! Sumptuous even! Maybe I’ll consider this as a future way of payment, though it is far less nourishing. Now I’d start the ritual but you seem to be in no shape to fight at the moment, so maybe some more rest is in order. Maybe with some light snacking?” and we can see her tongue slowly getting back out, a blissed out Hornet not even attempting to fight it.

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Mosscreep

Injured, Hornet hurries to try and find a bench when a bush suddenly scuttles in front of her and makes her trip, cracking her last mask on a stone and knocking her out cold. Incredulous that he managed to defeat the needle wielding warrior, the mosscreep slowly gets closer, poking her with a hesitant claw to make sure she's no longer a danger to him. Seeing her lack of a reaction, he squeaks in victory and climbs on her bubbly rump, a radiant orange cock emerging from between the leaves covering him as he lines up with her pussy and begins to poke at it. She moans slightly, making the mosscreep freeze for a second, but as she doesn't seem to move, he hurries and plunges into her inviting heat, trusting deep and fast, driven by his instinct and the radiance in his head telling him to spread her gift. Still unconscious, Hornet is rocked softly against the mossy ground, moaning from the stimulation, the corrupting light slowly taking a hold of her without her even realizing. The mosscreep suddenly stops trusting, eyes rolling up as we can hear splurting noises and see a white liquid erupt around the cock sealing her vagina. The critters takes a second to breathe, and we can suddenly see Hornet's eyes opening up suddenly, a tiny speck of orange floating in them, as the scene turns dark.

A new scene blends in, as we see a mosscreep scuttling around a leafy wall, where a shiny black and round protrusion contrasts with the surrounding green, her pregnant belly now the only visible sign of Hornet's presence.

Mosskin

Hornet managed to dodge back away from the mosskin charge, but the ensuing roll was unexpected, destroying her final mask and leaving her beaten and prone underneath the leafy bug’s cushy behind. Realising his position by the smooth feeling of her mask against his asshole, the mosskin begins to grind happily onto his vanquished foe's face to Hornet's great humiliation. She tries desperately to turn her face away but is wrenched back by her horns, used like handlebars by the greedy mosskin as it extracts its pleasure from her. Unsatisfied with her lack of participation, it turns around, its cock peaking out from the leaves camouflaging it, and slaps it between her perky breasts before beginning to trust, and we can hear the young weaver's muffled protests from between their green buttcheeks.

The mosskin barks a quick order in bug-speech, and as Hornet doesn't obey fast enough to his liking, begins twisting her juicy nipples to get her to listen, and after some squeals and additional protests, we can hear the wet sound of licking coming from beneath his ass as Hornet relents. The mosskin expression turns blissful, and he lazily enjoys himself, slapping her tits anytime she slows down too much for his liking, before groaning and spraying her belly white. The scene ends as the mosskin begins dragging our heroine away to the side of the screen by the feet, her eyes glazed over and her mouth coated in saliva.

Volatile Mosskin

The bug's poisonous spores manage to penetrate through Hornet's last mask, incapacitating her, and she falls down on her hands and knees in a terrible coughing fit. The mosskin assures themselves they are safe, before moving closer and once more releasing their volatile spores, and we can see the red maiden's body beginning to change quicker and quicker under their corruptive influence, breasts and ass ballooning out to broodmother proportions, hips creaking as they widen. Hornet manages to stop coughing long enough to watch down in horror at her new, unwieldy body, the plush curves far from the toned warrior she once was, but the transformation reaches her brain as her scared expression slowly turns to confusion.

The mosskin, now certain of their safety, gets closer, pinching her chin between their claws as they turn her towards them, and her tongue is seen mindlessly drooling out to lick at the sharp digits. Satisfied at the confused yet lustful look in her eyes, the leafy bug slips their other hand between her legs, her empty-headed giggle immediately turning to heated moans, and after a few moments of intense fingerings, she collapses to her knees as she comes, her new tits and ass wobbling beautifully. The mosskin is then seen grabbing at her horns, dragging her off screen to enjoy the newly christened bimbo thoroughly in the safety of their home and sealing her fate, not that she seems to mind anymore.

Squit

Hornet fails to jump over one the flying pointy nosed menace's charge, and she gets pinned to the wall like a… well a bug…by the sharp proboscis of the squit. Fortunately it had just pierced through the collar of her robe, two inches left and it would have been her neck, but it still left her in a precarious position, hanging from the wall like a ripe fruit on the nose of an angry mosquito with no energy to fight back. The squit’s face is right next to hers, sideyeing her as it evaluates how to enjoy its prey without larger bugs coming and stealing her from it, and decides it got her right where it wants, as it slightly pivots its body to take hold onto her covered breasts while its long abdomen begins curving toward her defenceless pussy.

Hornet struggles slightly, her hands attempting to grab onto it to keep it away from her inner sanctum, but it shackles itself around until she loses her grip. As it lines itself up with her cunt, a long thin tube emerges from the abdomen of the squit, and jabs itself into Hornet’s inviting privates, making her shout in surprise and pain as her hands attempt to get enough of a grip on the smooth abdomen to remove it from her, but she can’t seem to have enough strength left to oppose even this little squit. Multiple bulges begin to travel down the tube, visibly deforming it, before entering Hornet while her feverish protests turn to high pitched squealing. Her belly begins to bulge with squit brood, and her voice breaks down slowly as the flow of new eggs slows down. His descendence assured, the squit finally removes his proboscis from the wall, letting her slip down the wall to land with an oof on her cushy ass, delirious and fat with young, easy prey for the first come greenpath dweller to come across her.

Obble

The radiance filled projectiles of the floating obble manage to catch Hornet mid jump, her elegant leaping instantly changed to a rough tumble as she lands ass over head in a little heap, red dress falling down over her mask, knocked out. The obble slowly bobs down closer, trying to get a good angle, and begins bombarding her exposed bubble-butt with more projectile, exploding on contact and coating her in liquid radiance that quickly seeps into her shell. As with each hit, we can see her bottom swell, growing bigger and plumper, her thighs thickening, and her pussy begins slowly trickling out arousal, until she reaches absurd proportions, ass twice as big as her head. Satisfied, the obble slowly flutters away, leaving Hornet to wake up and discover her new body.

Some time passes until she stirs, the first movement being her hand slowly reaching up at her gushing pussy and schlicking herself faster and faster until she grows stiff and squirts wildly, moaning up a storm. After some moments of mindless bliss, she sits down, giggling dimly, before standing up and wandering off in search for cocks to scratch her deeper itches, hips rolling and cheeks clapping, her precious needle laying abandoned on the ground.

Moss Knight

Soundly defeated after her duel with a moss knight, Hornet kneels, bitterly awaiting the killing blow that would surely follow, staring at the old knight towering over her, lamenting on how even those proud and noble warriors had fallen to the infection plaguing Hallownest. To think those noble knights were once models of gallantry! But to her surprise, the knight stretched his hand down to her instead of his blade! Maybe there is still some of his old self in this shell after all?

She takes the offered hand, but instead of helping her up he swoops her into his arms and goes for a kiss, as in his radiance addled mind, he has just slain his foe and now gets a reward from his lady fair, that they are both one and the same not registering to him. Hornet eyes go wide, and she tries feebly to push him away, but he doesn't relent, and spurred on by the Radiance screaming in his mind, what would have once been a chaste kiss transforms into a heated make-out session, his infected saliva slowly seeping into the poor weaver's mouth. After a few more moments their faces separate, panting, blushing and still connected by a few strings of saliva, and the knight puts her in a princess carry before moving offscreen.

The scene cuts to a later time, and we can see Hornet in a mosskin home, her red dress replaced by a dress of fluffy leaves parted only by her pregnant belly, and a flower crown upon her head, seemingly waiting by the door until it is opened by the old moss knight, who she welcomes with a sweet peck on the cheek. What seems like a scene of peaceful marital bliss is tainted by their addled orange tinted gazes, the radiance holding them into this illusory reality, the orange roses upon Hornet's brow slowly producing a cloud of hallucinogenic pollen to keep them under her influence. The scene ends as the moss knight sits at a table where Hornet had prepared dinner, and she crawls underneath it to bury her mask in his crotch, just as ready to enjoy her meal as he is.

Moss Charger

Hornet is bulldozed over by the moss charger, cracking her last mask as her scream is cut short by the avalanche of moss burying her. The glowing eyes in front of the moss disappear, leaving the once fearsome beast as nothing but a little mount of green vegetation that begins to rock softly, and we can hear Hornet's muffled voice first angry, then confused, before transforming into a mix of yelps and squeaks more and more interspersed with moans as the bush begins rocking in earnest. It stops for a short moment as we see a naked and cum covered Hornet attempt to crawl out of the pile, only for the moss to come alive again and shift back over her, the rocking and moans starting right back.

Giant Moss Charger

Mistiming her dodge, Hornet looks up at the dark shadow of the giant moss charger, closing her eyes and accepting her fate as it buries her entirely, before growing quiet. We cut to an x-ray of its insides, where we can see the red maiden plunged in soft mossy darkness, disoriented and confused on how she is still alive. She's starting to attempt to find a way out when a glowing orange cock suddenly emerges from the foliage, prodding at her ass! She tries and twists around to escape it, only to find another one rubbing against her mask, leaving sticky precum that forces her to squint one of her eyes.

She bats it away, but no matter how she twists and turns, no matter where she moves, she keeps getting pestered by turgid cocks as the little bugs animating this great beast relentlessly try to enter her soft warm holes. And, unfortunately for her, her already weakened form begins to succumb to the aphrodisiac effect of the radiance contaminated cum, and her struggles slow down, allowing them to find a purchase into her. As soon as she relents, the mossy bugs surge forward, and she is stuffed airtight as she finds herself with a cock in each hole and two more in her clawed hands, and forced into a rough gangbang, the darkness forcing her to concentrate to the sensation permeating her tight throat, sweet pussy and delectable ass as they are taken by the unseen bugs.

We zoom out to see again the whole giant moss charger, who begins moving again but this time accompanied by muffled squealing, wet slurping and the usual bristling of vegetation, leaving a slime trail of white liquid in its wake.

Generic zone game over

Defeated by spiky vines, acidic water or spores explosions, Hornet just manages to drag herself out of immediate danger before slowly going unconscious, not noticing nearby infected pollen raining slowly upon her body, and we see a slight stirring as her proportions begin to balloon out as the scene fades to black. When we cut back, we can see a mosskin village, the round bumbling bugs walking around peacefully, the occasional knight standing watch. And, very notably, tangled into a wall of vines, legs raised over her head to better display her semen dripping holes, we see Hornet.

Her eyes are manic as she begs every passing mosskin to come fill her up, shaking her enhanced tits and ass with what little mobility she has left to try and entice them, and from the large puddle of bright white cum that waters the ground and the swelling of her abdomen, many seem to have indulged already. Indeed, we can see a particular large vagabond trotting over to her, his arm thick cock already out and about, and she grows visibly excited at the sight, bouncing her massive ass around while drops of semen gush out of her twitching pussy, and the scene fades as she gets penetrated, the tip of the vagabonds cock bulging her belly up to her tits, head falling back in bliss, mouth open in a sultry moan and tongue lolling out as she thoroughly enjoy her new way of life.

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Fool Eater

Hornet sling through the underbrush, hurt but resolute, knowing she was the deadliest foe in this underground forest. She is the hunter, and all those amidst the brush are her pr..SNAP! goes the fool eater, the trapping plant closing around her in the blink of an eye, making her disappear from the scene entirely, her needle dropped onto the ground.

We see the trapping leaves deform with helpless punches as she struggles inside, before we see bulges travelling through the roots connecting to the base of the bush, and with each of them reaching the closed trap, a wet squelching is heard and we can see white liquid dripping at the slight gaps between the jagged edges where it's “mouth” would be, and we can hear gurgling sounds as Hornet is getting drowned in the stuff. The liquid stops flowing as quick as it has begun, and the sound of bubbles grows weaker until it stops. Then, with a gush of thick white goop, the trap leaves open again, revealing Hornet, eyes heavily lidded, tongue out and slurping at her nipples as she gropes her now humongous breasts, large hips and an even larger butt. She looks around dimly, before her bimbo instincts awaken and she wanders off looking for a mate to plug her needy holes.

Gulka

Hornet's last mask gets shattered by the aggressive plant's seed projectiles as she crumbles in a heap, the heat of radiance contagion found in the spikes of the seed already seeping into her shell. She groaned miserably, arousal flooding her loins immediately, twisting around on the ground. She tries to keep her hand away, but spikes of pleasure and need force them to drift towards her pussy inexorably, and only minutes later, she's frenetically masturbating, legs in the air, sweet nectar watering the ground.

The scent of release seems to wake up the gulka responsible for her situation, who had until then seemed passive towards her once she stopped being a threat. Vines emerge from it's leafy cover, creeping down towards the little weaver's form. She sees them coming, but they are so slow, surely she has time for one more release? She indeed was right, and manages to coax three more screaming climaxes out of her gushing cunt before the vines have taken a firm hold on her legs and begin dragging her still masturbating form up and towards the gulka. Hornet, too far gone with pleasure, only reacts when she is pulled first onto the flower's opening as the vines shift to holding her by the waist, and the petals part her cheeks with surprising force. She attempts to look back, feet quicking, but we suddenly hear the spitting sound typical of the plant's attack and Hornet's ear-splitting scream as one of the spiky seeds is shot into her asshole, denting her belly. This won't be the last either, as the plant begins filling her up in earnest, each spitting sound accompanied by a progressively weaker scream that seems to get closer and closer to a moan, and Hornet's belly ends up looking nine month pregnant with twins by the time the gulka is done and drops her unceremoniously back to the ground.

We cut to a shot of the weaver in the distance, taking stuttering steps, hanging onto the walls for support, leaving behind a trail of spiky seeds and pussy juice, demonstrating the infected gulka's new seed dispersion system.

Duranda/durandoo

Mistiming a pogo, Hornet's last mask breaks as she crashes into the heavy shell of this peaceful large bug, knocking the breath out of her. Falling down onto the shell, she slowly begins to slide down over the side, which would land her right into the thorns/acid that the durandas/doos dwell in, a certain death in at her state of weakness, and she flails around, trying to hold onto something, anything to avoid her demise, managing to grab a leg and clinging to it tightly. Yet the large bug's limbs are vertical and slippery, and her presence seems to irritate them, as they begin shaking her around a bit, trying to get rid of this additional weight straining their legs.

Hornet panics, trying to find a purchase anywhere else to save her, but she begins to slip and seems certainly doomed until her hand finds purchase on something that makes the great beast stop its shaking. But as she looks up to see what hold saved her life, she is dismayed to see her hand firmly holding a massive tubular penis, longer than she is and firmly pressed against the belly of the Duranda/doo. Her sharp mind immediately grasps the odious situation she finds herself in: her safety now entirely depends on keeping this massive piece of meat hard as it now seems her only safe platform and a way to keep the beast placid. And after a short hesitation, we see her pull herself up to ride the shelled animal's massive cock like a depraved cow-girl, looking resigned and embarrassed.

Ensues a montage of her time “riding the beast”, first disgusted and attempting to touch it as little. Then bored, lazily stroking it with her feet. Then sleepy, nodding off until the cock begins to soften and she wakes up with a jump, frenetically rubbing against it to get it back to its rigid state. Surely this beast will get close to safe terrain one day? But it won't be soon enough, the Duranda/doo's male musk slowly affecting her in the meantime, and in the coming scenes we see her getting increasingly horny. First masturbating, then rubbing her own nethers upon the dick. Things escalate as next she's engaging in a make-out session with it's urethra that ends with a massive facial that she cleans off of herself with slow appreciation, and the scenes end with Hornet acrobatically hanging upside down from the meat pillar as she pushes her face inside of the spiky beast's ballsack, feasting upon it happily from her now permanent perch.

-running away from the Hunter instead of listening to him when first meeting

As Hornet adventured into a mossy side cave only to be greeted by a massive roar emanating from a cave where six white eyes just opened to answer her approach, she felt true fear, and decided that a tactical retreat might prove wise, running as fast as her legs would carry her. Yet this was the worst possible decision as the Hunter, who only intended to converse about their respective skills in the taking of life, saw his predatory instinct awaken oh so powerfully as she booked it, and couldn't help to rip himself out of the ground to give chase to this juicy morsel!

His great spindly black form was incredibly quick, dashing towards the retreating weaver, and she just managed to turn her head back in time to get pounced upon, destroying her masks in seconds! She screams in both fear and defiance, but this will not be her end just yet as it seems her womanly forms have awoken other appetites in the Hunter. He rips her dress off, shredding her favoured cloth with his claws, and positions himself over her, one hand pressing her hand against the ground with one hand, using the other to guide his quickly growing dick towards her raised behind. With one mighty trust and Hornet’s muffled scream, he sheathes himself into her poor asshole, his size dwarfing her and bulging her belly, before he seizes her body and begins rocking her onto his member, treating the red maiden as nothing but a cocksleeve. Hornet gasps and screams, not comprehending how she is surviving such a penetration, mind reeling from the pain and horrified to feel the first sparks of pleasure. Her stretched form is becoming blurry with how fast the Hunter is fucking her, and the slapping noise of his balls against her pussy become louder and louder until in a shared scream, they both come. Hornet’s belly immediately balloons out to pregnant proportions, jutting lewdly out of her body, but there is still more cum emptying inside her, and with the exit plugged by the massive Hunter’s cock, there is only one other way to go, as she begins spraying thick sticky seed out of her mouth and all over the ground as she goes cross-eyed trying to understand what’s happening.

The Hunter’s moves back towards his den, and his softening member slorps out of her blown out backside leaving behind a crater of gushing cum, before dropping her casually onto the ground. We can see her cum drenched form laying in front of the cavern, softly groaning on the verge of unconsciousness until she’s recovered enough to attempt to crawl away, only to trigger his instincts once more.

-Hornet Protector

Hornet was shocked when she came face to face with herself, or at least what seemed like an older, tougher version of her. She was taller, her shell hardened and scarred, her eyes cold and calculating, clearly a formidable opponent, calling out to her: “Come no closer, you pale copy. I've seen you, creeping through the undergrowth, stalking me. This old kingdom... A terrible thing awakens. I can smell it in the air… feel the desires it stirs in us all… I know not what you are, but you are not me. This masquerade ends here, little void weaver!”

 The fight was over quickly, her battle-hardened doppelganger defeating her in a fury of silk and needle strikes, leaving our Hornet breathing heavily on the ground. The protector of Hallownest observed her smaller, void infected copy with a contemplative look, hesitating what to do with her. She could feel the Radiance infecting her home stir in her thoughts, heating radiating in her loins. Maybe if she… after all, it would practically be masturbation, and this vessel wasn't infected after all. Yes. Yes, she just might. And with her decision taken, she moves towards our defeated heroine, silk whipping around her as she performs secret weaver techniques, until it erupts in a silkstorm that shreds the younger Hornet's red dress, and leaves her bound in elegant white shibari, arms and legs bound back behind her back, leaving her entirely vulnerable to her scarred copy. She screams in indignated surprise, but the protector is quick to silence her by pushing her face down with her clawed foot. “Shh, pale copy. Your tale here is done, for you are mine now. It seems only fair that your punishment for taking on my appearance would be to take care of my needs. Now, lick, little slave to my wants.”. The bound Hornet, fearful of her new mistress's wrath, hesitantly extends her tongue out of her mouth, caressing her claws and soles. She cooes:“Good, it seems you've understood your place. The contamination of this place is raising my desires, and you'll be a great way to keep my head clear in the future.” She removes her foot from her mask, only to kneel over it instead: “I'll ask you seal our little agreement with a kiss.” she says imperiously, spreading her labia to show the young weaver her sticky insides. The bound Hornet barely hesitates before obliging, plunging her face into the presented pussy and beginning to eagerly lap at it, the scarred warrior dropping her weight onto her and beginning to grind upon her mouth in pleasure. She extends her own hands to begin slapping and fingering her younger version between the legs, making her squeal and tremble, and they climax at the same time. 

The scene slowly fades, and next we see the warrior Hornet moving fast through the vegetation of greenpath, zipping around with needle and silk, and it is only when she stops and turns slightly that we can see her little slave attached in a tight packet upon her back, still tightly bound to display her breasts and sweet honeypot, a gag in her mouth, band upon her eyes and a blush onto her face as she leaks excitedly, ready for use at protector Hornet's next break.  

idle at the end of the pier next to the temple of Unn (need Isma's tear to trigger)

Having used her dreamnail to hear the thoughts of the moss knight on the pier, Hornet decides to listen for the song of Unn, the fertile deity of Greenpath. It is barely noticeable at first, a whisper on the wind no louder than the soft beating of the wings of an aluba, but the longer she stands there the louder it becomes. We can see Hornet clearly relaxing, sitting down at the edge of the pier and nodding her head along with the song, but her stare becomes blank, and she'll slowly tip over into the acid lake, swimming with purpose towards the source of the song. We cut to her standing in a cave illuminated by a glowing lake, Hornet standing on the edge of the water, swaying to the soft humming song, until it stops suddenly, and we see a colossal slug emerge from the glowing depths: Unn, greater being, whose dreams of green transformed Greenpath into the oasis of life it now is.

Hornet stares up in reverence and awe, wondering why this goddess would call her to her side. Her questions would soon be answered, as Unn lets her bulk crash down upon her, shattering instantly all her masks, and as she raises again, Hornet can be seen stuck to her belly by her sticky slime. Winded and reeling from the shock, she emits a croak of pain, but Unn pursues her goals undeterred: she, like most higher beings, is hermaphrodite, as we can clearly see by the prehensile tentacle like penis extruding from the side of her head and curving towards the weaver's defenceless backside.

Long had Unn waited for a god-blooded being worthy of becoming her avatar, of once again spreading her song amidst the winding leafy passages and freeing her children of the mind-robbing light of the blasted moth-goddess. But for Hornet to fulfill this role, she'll first need to take Unn's essence within her, and take it she will, as Unn's slimy cock pierces through the daughter of Hallownest's lower lips, stretching her like a condom as it batters through her cervix and invades her womb. Not even needing to trust, Unn begins delivering her payload, pure white semen, radiating with divine energy, swelling her chosen vessel and casting light even through her dark shell, and the scene slowly fades to white as the light intensifies. 

We cut to a scene in a thriving mosskin town, hundreds of them bouncing happily around, their eyes back to a healthy black free of the Radiance's influence. As the camera moves through the streets, we arrive at a large altar shaped like a slug, an obvious dedication to Unn, protecting a festive throne decorated with flowers and bushy moss on which we can see Hornet, or what has become of her. Her once slim and athletic body as become that of a fertility idol of ancient times, massive birthing hips covered in a generous layer of soft fat, a giant pregnant belly seemingly filled with quintuplets, and especially her breasts heavy and drooping, large nipples gushing rivulets of soul white milk collected reverently by mosskin worshipers to be used in cleansing ceremonies. Her eyes are dissimulated behind a white veil, while white flower buds have been affixed to the tips of her horns to emulate the stalk eyes of Unn, but even without seeing them we can infer from her soft moans and the rivulets of fertile juices flowing from her folds that she is feeling quite good, trapped into a permanent slowly rolling orgasm by the essence of Unn, her every needs tended to by attentive mosskin. Soon she'll birth her first children, to be raised as priestesses and new fertility idols to spread the faith further, while their mother will undergo a holy pilgrimage to the acid lake to renew her duties to the slug goddess to sire the next generation of their children.

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Baldur

The relentless baldur's rolling attack gets past her panicking blows and shatters Hornet's last mask, making her take a knee, using her needle as a crutch to avoid falling down. She wearily looks up at the diminutive bug, mad at herself to have fallen to so small a foe, but whatever invectives she was about to utter are interrupted as the baldur launches itself at her face, finding purchase between the horns of her mask with his front legs and spearing into her mouth with its cock. Hornet grabs at it, but it has curled itself around her head, and we can see her struggle to remove it, falling on her back while trying to find purchase on the smooth shell.

But her struggles are ineffective against the baldur, who holds steady onto her, slowly trusting into her gurgling throat while she rolls around on the ground. Suddenly the armoured bug seems trusts into her mouth as far as it can go, and we can see her feet kick around for a moment before she gives up and let it happened, her belly swelling slightly until she begins retching and an explosion of white seed erupts around where the baldur is sheathed inside her.

Elder Baldur

The large armoured bug envenomed spit manages to neutralize the young huntress, before he slowly begins crawling over to her knocked out form. His giant claws instantly shred her red cloak, leaving her exposed as a large orange cock extrudes from his exoskeleton. It slaps it down between the unconscious Hornet’s legs, reaching up to her perky breasts, before it moves back somewhat to align with her slit, pushing its large paws down onto her arms to stop her from being pushed away by the sheer size of the blunt member.

It tries to penetrate her, his cock slipping up and away from her tight little slit a few times before he finally finds purchase, and in a mighty trust of its hips, it finally enters her in what is probably the roughest wake up she’s ever had. Hornet gives out a scream of confusion and pain, looking down in disbelief at the bulge travelling up and down her belly as the elder baldur fucks her in earnest. Unable to move her arms due to the weight of the armoured beast, she struggles in vain, legs kicking in vain, shaking her head left and right while wailing in protest, but the baldur couldn’t care less, only listening to the sweet sensations of his cock stretching out the deliciously tight weaver. Hornet exhausts herself fighting in the end, and she ends up letting herself be fucked, her screams becoming whimpers.

The baldur, confident he has broken her now, begins to scuttle back to his corner, Hornet still impaled on him, and once he is back in his spot, he closes into a ball, keeping his prize all for himself, and all that is left to indicate Hornet’s fate is the muffled sounds of moans mixed with wet squelches and the trickle of white liquid escaping the bottom of the baldur’s shell. 

Vengefly King

The massive flying Vengefly King answered Hornet’s challenge in kind, slicing her last mask clean in half with its mighty mandibles, sending her reeling back. It lets down a mighty roar, the downed weaver watching it fly down towards her with resigned gloom, expecting to take the place of the cringing bug it was chomping on before.

She desperately attempts to recall her lessons about Hallownest’s fauna for any information that could help her out of the situation, but all she can remember is the obvious sexual dimorphism, unusual in bugs where females usually were the larger ones, and that the “kings” kept stables of dozens of females to breed. She wonders briefly how such a large bug can expect to breed with their small female counterparts, but she’ll quickly get her answer as the vengely king hovers over her, pointing his visibly swelling abdomen straight at her downed form. Her eyes widen in sudden remembrance and horror, but her burgeoning scream is choked in her throat by the sudden deluge of semen that erupts in a shotgun-like blast from the extremity of the abdomen of the king. She attempts to wipe her mask clean, but a second, third, fourth blast erupts upon her prone form, leaving behind a pile of sticky white seed splattered onto the ground where Hornet used to be.

A trembling hand attempts to rise from the pile, only to get blasted once more, and nothing now remains but for a cum soaked mess, a few bubbles rising to the surface as lured females come down to collect what they need to fertilize their eggs from it, maybe even use this oh so convenient incubator laying buried under their prize.

Generic zone game over

If Hornet falls to the challenges of the howling cliffs, she’ll be seen attempting to crawl to safety until a mighty gale takes her cloak and makes her fly out into the vastness of the wastelands outside Hallownest. Her weakened physical shell is no match for the howling winds, and she’s tossed around, smashing into dust and bone, until she manages to remove the cloak that is immediately ripped away and disappears into the storm.

We observe cuts of her erring, attempting to find her way back to her kingdom, but her broken masks offer no mental protection to her anymore against the mindlessness that grips the bugs of the wasteland, and with each cut she seems more and more feral, going from her usual regal stance despite her nakedness into more of a hunched position until she’s seen hunting small mites on all fours, ripping into them without even a weapon. She crosses paths with a large bug akin to those whose shells can be seen at the edge of the wasteland, tattered rags barely hanging onto his form, and she seems to be hesitant, sniffing the air, until he spits out a chunk of meat that he pushes towards her. After a short hesitation, she digs in head first, and the great bug maneuvers behind her, cock extruding from within its shell, using the distraction of his gift to breed her as he enters her quickly, immediately beginning to trust. She barely seems to notice, occupied with her meal, though she lets out appreciative groans as she sinks her mandibles into the meat while he thrusts into her as the scene slowly fades.

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Ambloom

The ambulating mushroom with its spiky hat didn’t seem like much of a challenging prey, but Hornet wasn’t paying attention as she ran through the fungal galleries and tripped right into it anyway, faceplanting hard and immediately knocking her out and leaving her in an embarrassing position, ass up and face down.

The ambloom, ever the opportunistic scavenger, scurries on its many legs to climb atop her raised hips, and we can see a few of its mycelium roots intertwine with each other to form a tentacle-like rod. Taking its time, the walking mushroom aligns itself with Hornet’s sweet little rosebud, creeping the pointed end inside in reconnaissance, before the thicker parts invade in turn, making Hornet wake up with a surprised scream. But it is too late, the ambloom is now firmly anchored into her and his mycelium is beginning to creep through her shell, taking control of her actions and we can see her eyes glaze over as tiny white roots spread up the edges of her mask. She stops fighting, limbs falling limp, before the mushroom takes over even  those functions.

In the next scene, we can see Hornet walking on all fours through the fungal wastes, the ambloom still rooted deep in her ass now using her as a mount as they scavenge together through the local brush.

Fungified Husk

Hornet is caught in the explosion of infected spores of a fungified husk, defeated by the unfortunate soul both filled with parasitic mushrooms and by the lustful madness of the Radiance. She can already feel both affecting her, and while mycelium is taking hold within her shell already, it is the arousal induced by the radiance that is more noticeable at first, making her grasp at the heat between her legs with a moan, blush creeping up her mask.

The fungified husk gets closer to her, compelled to accelerate her fall, cock creeping out of its shell as it moves towards the downed weaver and kicks her over on her belly, before taking a hold on her hips, raising them towards him before easily entering her sopping wet pussy, making her moan in delight. She doesn’t even pretend to fight back as the husk thrusts deep into her with a blank face while she’s moaning and writhing. As they fuck, we can see the first signs of Hornet growing her own mushroom, as one begins to erupt between her own legs, the little weaver slowly turning futa under the mycelium's influence. The husk begins cumming its infected seed inside her, and her newly formed cocks sprays its own spores in turn right onto the ground as she gasps and moans. The husk, its job now done, moves back to shambling through the wastes, leaving her gushing cum on the ground. She slowly raises up on her legs and follows suit mindlessly, guided by her newly grown cock as she joins the fungal hivemind.

Fungling

How she managed to be defeated by what is basically a harmless balloon is anyone’s guess, but nevertheless, Hornet crashed into the mushroomy growth below head first, her dress falling over her head in the process and leaving her exposed. This seems to attract the attention of the fungling, its eyes opening to stare down at the struggling weaver and slowly floating down towards her. Its suckling mouthparts are quick to latch onto her chest, slurping sounds filling the cavern, but it comes up dry, despite testing both her dark nipples, and Hornet recovers enough to bat it away. She sits up, covering herself again and looking around red faced after the altercation.

She stands, using her needle as a crutch, but she hasn’t walked more than a few steps before she screams and falls down to her knees, clutching at her chest. She begins rubbing her breasts, groaning in pleasure at the burning spreading through them from the nipple, and realises the fungling must have had some sort of venom in its saliva. The effects are quick to follow, and her tits begin ballooning out, larger and larger to her visible distress mixed with forced pleasure. In no time at all they reach absurd proportions to the point that they are now as big as she is, and her arms can no longer reach her own nipples as her breasts bounce around under her ministrations. Yet weirdly they do not sag, quite the contrary, they seem to lift up.

Hornet, quick to understand, tries to grab onto something, anything, but the wastes offer little secure grip, and the mushrooms she is grabbing upon are ripped away from the ground and she is dragged screaming into the air by her inflating breasts, right towards a waiting group of funglings. Her dress, bunched around her neck, now offers her no way to fight back as they latch again onto her breasts, which seems to stabilise her ascent, and the last we see of Hornet is her kicking feet helplessly as two funglings suck happily upon her engorged nipples as more are waiting for their turn.

Fungoon

Intoxicated by the spore stream of the fungoon, Hornet’s last mask breaks, leaving her vulnerable. It floats down towards her as she tries to crawl away on her back, looking up at it in fear as it casts a shadow on her. The fungoon's round shape lands upon the red warrior with a soft bounce, and we can see its trunk beginning to move around her form, tasting around blindly until it finds her tight little slit and begins slurping at it.

Hornet moans in confusion, not expecting this turn of things, but we see her eyes open in fear when the fungoon suddenly takes in a deep breath, and we can hear its attack sound as it exhausts a whole load of gas and spores right into her! Her belly immediately inflates, pushing the fungoon off of her, and both begin floating up into the air. Carried by her now immense belly, Hornet attempts to move by flailing around, but the fungoon now has her in his domain, and closes in on her again, a flexible penis now dangling under it. Its tiny legs manage to hatch upon her hips, and she can’t do anything as it seeks out her pussy, and despite her kicking legs and repeated cries of protest, she is bred right here into the air by the balloon-like creature.

The scene jumps in time, and we see a slowly drifting Hornet carried by her still gas filled belly, drooling slightly and empty eyed as her gaping pussy lets out a slow stream of spores over the landscape.

Shrumal Warrior

The red maiden’s last mask is broken by the shrumal warrior’s relentless attacks after she gets too close to its little shroomlings. The warrior let out a loud “wah!” of triumph, before closing in on her form, getting its mushroom tip out. Hornet tries to kick at him, but he rolls over her once more, flattening her against the ground and leaving her to breath in the spores he leaves in his trail. Soft orange dots blur the edges of the screen, as words begin to float around. “Submit”, "Join us”, “We are One under Her light”,”Never alone”. She shakes her head, trying to clear her head, but the words only grow larger and more omnipresent, and she clutches her head screaming.

Meanwhile the warrior closes in on her again, guided by his erection, and Hornet gazes at it with a confused look, before slowly shuffling towards it on her knees. She raises trembling hands towards it, eyes pleading, and the shrum takes a step forward and thrusts into her mouth, her eyes immediately turning empty as her hands fall down upon its hips, aiding him in his endeavour to plunder her throat. The warrior doesn’t take long to come, getting his cock out of her mouth to spray upon her blank face, before grabbing onto her leg and dragging her away off screen as the words return, wide to the point of encompassing the screen.

We cut to a shrumal village, where we can see a naked Hornet, a mushroom cap now encompassing the top of her head. She’s led around by the shrumal warrior, seemingly entirely compliant and submissive to its wants now that she has been forcefully integrated into the fungal hivemind. 

Shrumal Ogre

The massive ogre like mushroom’s bludgeoning headslams or infectious goo manages to break down Hornet's last masks, and she’s left beaten, unable to dodge the next mass of sticky orange globs the large shrum spits on her. She cries in dismay as she gets halfway buried in the radiance filled mass. She can feel its influence seeping through her shell, breaking down her psychic defences and increasing her libido with every passing moment, while the lumbering ogre makes its way over to her, and it is almost a relief when she sees the erection it begins to sprout between its legs, knowing she’ll soon be relieved, one way or another.

The ogre’s member, who should scare her by its sheer size, instead only awakens longing in her weakening mind, and it casts a shadow onto her trapped form before splatting down upon her, the orange goo splattering from the shock. She awaits the inevitable belly bulging penetration but instead, it keeps hitting her with its bludgeon like cock, making her sink deep into the radiant slime, her face turning more and more aroused after each slap, by the third she has her tongue stuck out to welcome it, and by the fifth she cums herself silly just from the arousal created by the situation. The ogre stops, and we can barely see Hornet underneath its massive member, until we see her limbs slowly raise out of the orange goo to wrap around the cock, and we can hear slurping sounds emanate from underneath it.

Sporg

Caught in the explosive blast of the sporg’s spores, Hornet is thrown against the mushroom covered walls before slowly slipping down, dress in tatters and breathing heavily. She stays there for a bit, careful to not move anymore as to not trigger anymore attacks from the dangerous shooting fungi. But it is too late already, she can feel the radiance within the spores affecting her as her pussy begins to trickle its juice upon her thighs. She seems to fight it for a bit, before her hand slips between her legs and begins slowly rubbing in a circular motion and starting to pant lightly. But as her mind is overtaken by lust, the spores have also found a hold on her shell, and she looks down surprised as a cock begins to sprout on her crotch.

She touches it hesitantly, then with more confidence as she moans in newfound pleasure, stroking it frantically, drool trickling out of her mouth and onto her shaft. The movement raises the sporg’s alertness, forcing her to slow down out of fear of getting blasted, but she seems frustrated by the unsatisfying pace. She looks down, seemingly just noticing her drool on her newly grown dick, shame in her eyes at the inability to stop stroking. She seems conflicted about something, blush on her face and eyes fixated on the new member, before she leans forward and manages to get its tip into her mouth.

Her eyes roll back at the sensation, and she begins bobbing her head, her pointy tongue seen circling the tip before she dives back in again and again. So lost in her pleasure that she doesn’t notice the sporg getting triggered by the swift movements of her head as she fellates herself,  and she doesn’t hear the noise of the incoming explosive spore getting closer and closer until the very last moment, eyes widening right before she is blasted again by an explosion of spores that strangely does not throw her around this time, but whose effects are no less impressive, as the shaft in her mouth suddenly thickens and we can see the bulge of its head travel down her own throat, leaving her stuck with her own steel hard rod sheathed so deep into her that she can’t stop sucking herself even if she wanted.

Follows a lot of sloppy retching, gurgling and choking sounds as she gets a crash course in deep-throating with the best feedback she can imagine. And with so many delicious new sensations, it isn’t too long before she begins to cum, cock twitching as she fills up her own stomach with a warm load until it bursts around her lips. Inch after inch of softening cock exits the throat, until her third leg slaps wetly onto the ground, leaving her mouth dribbling seed all over herself, incapable of closing it anymore.

Idle near WiIlloh for too long

If Hornet idles close to the tall giraffe-like bug, she’ll slowly get closer to her, her long neck craning down, sniffing at her. Any movement would be enough to make her reconsider, but Hornet's lack of reaction encourages her, and a long tongue will exit her mouth, slurping along her neck and up the side of her mask, breaking the first one. She grows bolder as Hornet doesn't attempt to stop her, and her tongue begins to explore the new tastes in full, running up her legs and under her cloak, making her gasp, before Willoh's head slips under the cloak entirely, followed by slurping and slobbering sounds, Hornet blushing and sweating visibly as her masks are draining.

She attempts to stop her moans with her hands, but they rise in intensity until she begins trembling as her last mask shatters, cumming so hard her legs can no longer support her and she falls to her knees, Willoh's head emerging from under the cloak with juices smeared on her face, craning her neck over to the weaver who looks weakly up at her before cramming her long tongue into her mouth, making her taste her own juices as the scene fades to black.

The scene fades back in and we can see Willoh with her head again inside the little cave of the roof, making munching sounds of enjoyment, only they now mix with the sweet moans of her new little treat.

Generic zone game over

Overcome by the challenges of navigating the fungal wastes, Hornet manages to drag herself out of the latest acid pond or spike pit with the last of her strength before passing out, face down right on the ground. She lays there for a while, until her unconscious body is discovered by a group of wandering shrumlings, the curious little walking mushrooms scampering over to her and beginning to explore this “fallen giant”. 

They take some time climbing her, bouncing on her ass and sliding down her horns, before they begin the effort of rolling her over. Still knocked out, Hornet puts up no resistance and they manage to roll her on her back, legs splayed, before revealing their plan. Two of them move between her legs, and bowing forward, charge towards her exposed holes, entering deep into her, while the last one stands on her crotch and seems to merge its roots into her skin. After some efforts, it seems the shrumlings plan worked out, and a double stuffed Hornet is now sporting in addition a big spongy mushroom dick, that begins morphing colour to better match its new host. We slowly zoom in on Hornet, who suddenly opens her eyes, the unmistakable glow of the radiance embedded in them, her hand reaching towards her needle. 

Ensues a series of short scenes, Hornet moving needle in hand towards a friendly Cloth waving at her, Hornet fucking cloth relentlessly in a mating press despite the bug's larger size, Hornet finding an already addled Bretta in the lower caves, Hornet taking Bretta's throat viciously as she attempt to thank her “saviour” but not managing to produce full words with the length of mushroom cock blocking her mouth, and the scenes end with Hornet's dark silhouette, backlit and framed in the door of Iselda's map store, radiant eyes glowing ominously, stance wide with the clear outline of her third leg visible, with Iselda grabbing for her own nail under the counter ready to fight for her virtue.

Fungal core game over

Should Hornet be defeated within the fungal core, we see her crawling away before slumping against a wall, breathing heavily of the spore rich air, eyes turning slowly dull as her weakness allows them to take hold onto her. We cut towards a scene weeks later, and Hornet has not moved, now part of the mushroomy wall, limbs barely visible amidst the fungi, some of it even growing along her mask, closing over one of her mindless eyes, her breathing the only clear sign of life. Most notable are her breasts, which have inflated massively, and seem to release a slow stream of spore into the cave's air through her nipples, as she is now barely more than a living puffball within the core.

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Mantis Youth

 The mantis youth swift aerial strikes manage to cleave through Hornet's last mask, sending her sprawling on the ground. It dashes towards her immediately, its sharp and pointy abdomen slicing right through her cloak and leaving her exposed before him. The youth exults, first it had proved itself before the tribe as a warrior by vanquishing the invader, and now it had found a breeder! It might even impress the Lords enough to earn him a breeding session with them!

But first things first, he had a new mate to claim, and it swoops down, hooking its legs around her limbs and flying off with her to its resting spot on a wall or roof, Hornet tucked under him and pressed into the stone as his cock sheathes into her, trusting repeatedly into the future mother of his children.

Mantis Warrior

The proud mantis warrior proved too much of an opponent for Hornet, not used to such swift and precise attacks, and she is now at his mercy looking up pleading towards the slender mantis. Those were not mindless Radiance infected husks, but clearly still sentient, and so they might be reasoned with, but she knows little about them except what she was taught in her early years by the White Lady, that they are savage, tribal but honourable in their ways. 

They would probably not kill a surrendering opponent, but she would have to prove of value for them, and she had little that she thought would be of interest to them apart from her needle, that she needed to survive those wastes. There is only one conclusion, and she reluctantly drops her cloak before the mantis, who bows its head in agreement to her relief. Unfortunately, the mantis has misunderstood her offer, and it isn’t her cloak that it took an interest in but her delightful athletic body that it seizes in his claws with lightning fast movement, before taking her struggling naked body off screen. 

We cut to a scene in what’s probably a distant future, in what seems the interior of one of the mantis’s homes, where we can see Hornet, naked but for a loincloth and the modest covering of some mantis tribal paint and very obviously pregnant, the obvious belly, breasts swollen with soul milk, hips widened befitting a broodmother. 

She’s cutting up a dirtcarver and cooking it over embers, large ass jutting up as she bends over to check the doneness, which is when the mantis warrior returns home. He approaches her with no hesitation, embracing her from the back as she immediately moans in appreciation, showing no sign of resistance even as he bends her over the counter and begins taking her from behind.

Mantis Lords (defeat none)

The three imperious sisters stand tall over the defeated weaver, looking down upon her with undisguised disappointment. They expected a worthy challenge from someone that managed to reach them, yet she hadn't even managed to defeat one of them. But still, maybe something positive could still come out of this, and the scene goes dark as they close in on her. 

We fade back in on the Mantis lords on their thrones, but there now is the addition of three fine golden chains hanging down from their armrests, leading down to Hornet, now clad in red lingerie, only remains of her favourite red cloak, laying down sexily on some rags. A heavy golden collar can be gleamed around her throat, and its purpose is quickly demonstrated as one of the Lords grabs at her chain and begins pulling her up the pillar, Hornet desperately holding onto the collar to avoid it choking her as she is hoisted towards her mistresses splayed legs. 

The Lord wraps her thighs around her head once she’s close enough, pulling her in towards the waiting pussy between her spread thighs, and we can hear her beginning to lick and slurp as the mantis locks her legs behind her head, as she's now fulfilling her slutty new and only purpose within the tribe by relieving its true warriors.

-Mantis Lords (defeat one)

The three sisters consult with each other over Hornet’s defeated form, debating what to do with her. She proved a worthy foe by defeating at least one out of the three of them, but still, she was defeated. Finally they seem to come to an accord. The tribe needs strong children after all.

The scene changes to another shot of the pillars that serve them as thrones, but the fourth one has been cut down to a smaller size and now supports the very pregnant form of Hornet, needle in the crook of her arm, seemingly accepted amidst the mantises on condition to fulfill her purpose as a breeder for the tribe, and unlike the Mantis Lords, she is one to grow her children internally instead of laying eggs. A group of mantis warriors arrives, bowing deep before their lords and presenting trophies taken from the corpses of the monstrous denizens of deepnest. The Lords confer amidst themselves while Hornet looks down upon the warriors, arousal already creeping into her face as she knows what is coming. 

The Lords part their legs wide, signifying their willingness to mate to the warriors, and three of them climb over to the thrones, cocks unsheathing from their shell as they mount their queens. Hornet, meanwhile, already pregnant that she is, serves another role as she jumps down from her throne, leaving her needle behind as she sinks to her knees amidst the remaining warriors. While she might not carry more children at the moment, she can keep those worthy males hard and ready for her Lords once they get their turn with her warm and willing throat and agile hands, and she immediately is put to work.

Mantis Lords (defeat two)

The Mantis Lords lick their wounds near a knocked out Hornet. What a battle! What a foe! She managed to injure two of them before a mistake allowed the last remaining one to spear through her last mask, but that was as close as anyone has gotten in a long, long time. But now what to do with her? It wasn’t in the mantis traditions to let a vanquished foe go, and they were bound to those traditions no matter how worthy a challenger had proven herself. Maybe? Yes, maybe they found someone that could take on his mantle. And as Hornet reopens her eyes, still groggy from the shock, we can see not a spearpoint but an offered hand from the Lords, and we fade to black.

We fade in once more on the thrones of the Mantis Lords, but where once there were three, now there are four, the fourth throne having been restored and is now seen occupied by Hornet, who they seem to have fully accepted as a sister of battle. Her joining is made more obvious by her garb, her horns having been wrapped in blue leather to emulate theirs, and the new, and a darker blue pleated cloak now adorning her shoulders, though she has been allowed to keep her trusty needle. 

Ensues a short series of scenes of her new life with them, leading hunting parties against the creatures of deepnest, sharing one bed with the Lords, with the mantises apparently having no taboo about same sex incest painting a rather lewd tableau within said bed as their writhing forms enjoy each others bodies, joining the lords in breeding duties, offering the tribe new forms of children, devoid of wings but with silk born abilities that we see scampering around her.. The scene finishes with Quirrel before their thrones, challenging the sisters of battle to a match and them answering in unison.

Generic zone game over

Hornet's defeat within the mantis village didn't come from skilled foe but simple obstacles, acid springs and spiky ground, and she just manages to get herself out of harm's way before her strength fails her, darkness creeping in from the sides of the screen as we hear the flapping of the wings from mantis youth having noticed her crumpled red cloak. 

We jump back in the middle of the mantis village, where a wooden mount has been constructed, Hornet affixed upon it with her ass turned towards the camera. It has clearly been used quite a bit, from the white tally mark adorning it and her gaping anus leaking semen down her legs, yet her pussy seems to have been sealed off behind a chastity belt of sorts. Clearly she hasn't been judged worthy to birth new warriors, but she can still help them relieve their pent up aggressions into her other tight holes. A mantis approaches her front, and we can see him take a hold of her horns as he begins bobbing her head onto his dick with wet slurping noises, while two youth are fighting about who gets to take the next turn upon her ass.

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Dirtcarver

Hornet, confident after her victory over the Mantis Lords, adventures into this new region that is Deepnest, where she quickly is cut apart in the dark by worms, spikes and all manners of creepy crawlies, leaving her hobbling on one mask through the dark galleries, looking for an exit out of this hellhole. 

Things turn from bad to worse when a dirtcarver erupts from the ground behind her, screeching and mandibles wide as it destroys her last mask, leaving her to fall forwards. The chitinous burrower immediately clamps onto her leg and begins to pull her into his tunnel, Hornet desperately trying to cling to the ground as she's dragged backwards towards the dirtcarver's lair. But the rubble of Deepnest offers no good hold for her hands, and she disappears screaming into the ground, muffling her noises that turn from terrified screaming to shorter, more rhythmed screams and groans, ending with a high pitched keening noise. 

The earth erupts suddenly as a now naked and cum dripping Hornet attempts to escape from her earthy prison, but the head of the dirtcarver is quick to follow, grabbing back onto her legs before she's entirely out, and another one exits the loose ground before her and immediately jumps, clamping onto her face and silencing her with a length of pale cock as they slowly disappear once more underground.

Carver Hatcher

(necessitates Isma's tear)

Battling against the many dirtcarvers the carver hatcher spit at her had weakened Horner, and she didn't expect the until then elusive flying bug to suddenly charge at her, maw gaping, shattering her last mask and swallowing her top half in one bite, before throwing its head back and beginning to swallow her whole as she kicks her feet. 

Unknown to most in Hallownest, the carver hatchers were not in fact evolved adult versions of dirtcarvers but a mutualistic species, eating dirtcarver eggs and hatching them inside their lower intestine, feeding them their scraps and keeping them safe while they grow in exchange of using them as projectiles against potential prey that they could then swoop down to steal from them. This made their gastric tracts very flexible, and Hornet just slid right through to the lower end, protected from the gastric juices by Isma's tear until she ends with her face stuck at the Hatcher's rectum, peaking out, strained and disgusted. Maybe she can get out? 

But the hatcher's belly rumbles, as the dirtcarvers inside are born to replenish those he just expelled, and we can see bulges move around with weird squelching sounds, her facial expressions morphs between horror and pain, before ending in shameful pleasure, panting and squeaking in discomfort. An X-ray reveals that they have immediately latched onto Hornet, two chewing on her nipples, one attempting to burrow in her asshole while a precocious one is humping her pussy. Who knows how long she'll spend in there until she'll be spit out with the next generation of dirtcarvers at the hatcher's prey, but it is doubtful her mind survives until then.

Garpede

The colossal centipedes roaming the galleries of Deepnest might be predictable in their coming and goings, but they were also fast, and Hornet's panic led her right into the jaws of one of the vicious predators, cutting up the last of her masks and using his huge centipules to inject his paralytic venom directly into her soul. 

Hornet, now unable to even twitch, face frozen in an expression of fear, is then forcefully maneuvered by the huge garpede, who forces her onto her belly and even secures her in place with a few well placed rocks it pulls from the walls to make sure she won't move during what is to come. It then reveals to her a frightful prospect, as between each of its armoured segments, a surprise begins to unfurl: this centipede is a centipeen, with over a dozen massive horse like cocks presenting itself on his underside ready to ravage her until she forgets her name!

The garpede aligns the first of many steel hard chitinous cocks with her poor crotch, before trusting forward, battering like a ram into her poor pussy, her folds forcefully parted to make place for something not meant for someone her size. With so many cocks to please the garpede doesn't take his time, and it only takes a few trusts to fill up the poor daughter of Hallownest to the brim, or so she believes as the garpede advanced to use the next girthy dick in line, ready to prove her wrong. She takes three cocks back to back in her soon to be gaping little cunt before he slips up and the next spears wetly into her asshole, unwittingly making it join the foot long club.of its members in line skewers her asshole, dilatating it to yet unreached width. It continues its one bug train on the poor weaver, until even the last of its mighty cocks has blown its load into her now cratered holes, both gaping wide and sputtering out gallons of thick viscous cum as she lays alone in the dark. 

We see her hand begin to slightly twitch, the paralytic finally neutralised by her though constitution, but as she slowly stretches out her arm to attempt to crawl away, we can hear the unmistakable noise of the many sharp legs of another garpede, barrelling towards her.

Grub Mimic

Deepnest was hell on bugworld. She might have been born here, but it was in the hallowed halls of the weaver's den, not in this deadly confusing maze where everything hurt.So when she heard the sad little noises of a grub, it was a welcome reprieve from everything's awfulness. Of course, Deepnest being Deepnest, this was how Hornet discovered the existence of grub mimics, as she falls on her ass, shock and betrayal visible in her eyes after the grub she just rescued transformed into a monstrosity that rammed into her, breaking her last mask. The twitching, frenetic bug wasn't nearly done with her, its shrill screams turning victorious as it clambers over her, butting her with its head to make her fall on her back before kicking her over on her belly while she weakly fight back, then grabbing her arm with its teeth, turning her over on her belly.

She attempts to crawl towards her needle laying just out of reach, but the mimic climbs upon her, biting its teeth into her neck, enough to hurt and anchor itself but not enough to kill, and wraps its long limbs around her body, immobiliing her arms along her thorax. Its maddened chittering mixes with her screams when a flexible ovipositor exits its abdomen with a wet slurping noise and immediately begins to blindly jam itself into one of her lower holes, as she uselessly trashes against the restricting limbs, and with a loud slorp, the slimy appendage jams itself deep within her asshole. She continues to fight it, managing to get back to her knees as the mimic is wildly trusting into her, before getting back to her feet and attempting to throw herself against the walls to get rid of it. The mimic screeches in anger, squeezing her until she falls back to her knees, but what truly breaks her are the spherical objects travelling down the ovipositor, entering her with a loud pop and bulging her belly progressively with a number of bumps. The mimic, its purpose fulfilled, dies and drops down from her, leaving a bloated Hornet drooling on the ground, a warm incubator for its young.

Corpse Creeper

Hornet was just fresh out a fight against some radiance haunted husks, slaying them with swift needle strikes, and was venturing deeper into the dark when a screeching pierced the air, and she barely has time to turn back when she is charged by the parasite puppeteering a freshly slain corpse. The relentless charge of this macabre adversary is quick to dispatch her last few masks despite her panicked swinging, and Hornet hits the ground in a cry of pain. The long skittering legs of the parasite immediately walk over her prone form, pressing the dead husk against her as she attempts to turn away from it in horror. She sees the dead bug's crotch stir and cries in alarm, expecting to see yet another infected cock, but it is instead a sharp stinger like ovipositor ripping its way out of the shell. Terrified, she attempts to crawl away from it, but the corpse creeper immediately follows her, before wildly jabbing at her crotch until it manages to enter her, making her head arch back eyes wide, before she drops face down in the dirt, and the parasite scurries away. She stays immobile for a bit, before her body twitches creepily, with similar noises then the corpse creeper had while growing, and the scene fades to black.

We cut back in with Hornet, entirely naked and leaning against a cave wall. She seems quite still, until a seemingly uncontaminated bug comes around a corner, when she suddenly jerks into motion, her movement somewhat jerky but seductive, bouncing her tits towards this new bug, then turning and spreading her ass. The bug looks shocked, but its cock nevertheless begins to exit its shell, and when Hornet lays on her back legs up in the air and slowly spreads them, they relent and move towards her to fall into her inviting arms (and holes). It moans as it fucks into her, but she remains strangely silent, before her head begins twitching to the side and we see a curved stinger emerge from her asshole and move towards the unsuspecting victim.

Nosk

Hornet was lured into the deepest reaches of Deepnest, where darkness was so absolute that even her lumafly lantern could barely keep it at bay. She was brought here by what seems an impossibility. She hasn’t stirred since she’d become a dreamer. Hasn’t even twitched. It couldn’t be. Yet she had heard her voice, felt her presence, scuttering through those old galleries. And after another corner, she suddenly saw her, a silhouette unmistakable. “Daughter..” Herrah's voice fills the silence. But it is wrong, pallid mimicry of her strength, and the eyes in her mask are empty, hiding nothing but madness, already ripping as the body extends and grows, spikes and infection extending to reveal Nosk’s spindly form, screeching as Hornet gets her needle ready. 

Unfortunately for her, the inane skittering and copious vomiting of radiant goo managed to get the better of her, leaving her trembling before the inverted form of her mother peering down at her with radiant madness behind her fake face. Nosk’s form twitches and contorts, reducing once more into the pantomime of Hornet’s mother, moving erratically towards her with terrifying speed and slamming her into the wall of his lair.”DAuGhteR…” the creaking, unnatural voice emerges once more of her, and the bottom of her mask peels apart to show an unnaturally long, orange tongue exits a teeth filled maw to slobber along her face and neck. “AccEpT..MoTheR’s…lOve…sWeeT chiLD”. Hornet, rendered defenceless after the fight, is no longer able to stop the pernicious psychic influence of the creature, and seems to fall into a trance as Nosk continues running its tongue all over her. Entirely out of it, she embraces her mothers form, nuzzling her mask into her neck completely ignoring the trashing tongue gliding underneath her cloth, even as Nosk grows more frisky, hands roaming around her hips, before the lower abdomen squelches wetly as it parts in two, revealing a coiled tentacle like dick, bright with infection. It wraps around Hornet’s leg, creeping up until it spears into her exposed pussy while the fake Herra trusts its slimy tongue into her mouth, visibly bulging her throat. Nosk begins rutting her in earnest, slime and saliva dripping everywhere as its slimy appendages stir up the poor weaver’s insides visibly, stretching the soft shell on her belly and throat in abnormal ways, while her eyes remain hazy and she keeps attempting to hug what she still seems to believe is her mother. The trusts grow more and more erratic, until the fake Herrah twitches and tenses, until growing stiff as Hornet’s stomach begins to swell and swell, until orange goo begins erupting out around the cock stuffing her pussy, and around her mouth, until it even begins to spill out like tears around her eyes who are rolling into the back of her head, and the scene slowly fades with the unnatural voice creeping in her head once more “gOod..mY..liTTle..wEAveR…eAT..fOr..mOtHEr”

We cut to a wide shot of Nosk’s lair, Hornet now amongst the strung up morsels hanging from the cave roof, the monstrous predator skittering about until it stops at one of the ropes and begins lowering her down for another family bonding session.

Attacking the Mask Maker

(needs desolate dive) 

Hornet was surprised when her faffing around with her spells proved enough to unmask the strange bug, revealing a nightmarish face with spiraling eyes that stared through her to her very soul. She was about to apologize, feeling ashamed of having done such an affront to their privacy, but she barely has the time to open her mouth when the huge creature surges forward, and the screen flashes white for a second, before slowly blending back in. The Mask Maker is back at his usual place, masked once more, while Hornet is now sitting on her ass, clutching her face. When she looks up we can see her mask has been changed, now shaped somewhat like a butterfly, and she seems dazed and confused. “it takes my face so I take theirs. New face! New focus! To define her. Make anew. No Hornet no more, no. It is now Strumpet, and strumpet it shall be”.

Hornet slowly stands up, but her pose seems quite different than usual, her back overly arched as if to better present her ass and breasts, her new mask presenting a needy, whorish expression, and after looking around for a bit, walks out of the scene with an oversexualised strut. We cut to Dirtmouth, where we see Hornet clad in a skimpy red crop top and mini shorts clearly showing of a cameltoe, fishnets running up her long legs, waiting between some houses, until Elderbug passes by, looking around for a clear coast before dropping a few geos next to her, making the butterfly mask whore drop to her knees, tongue already lulling out to earn her due in the only way she now knew how.

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Defeated by the many dangers of Deepnest's treacherous galleries, Hornet lays splayed in the dust, waiting for the first come dirtcarver to finish her off. Yet it seems it is her lucky day as a patrol of hunting mantis warriors stumbles upon her red clad form, and they carry her out of the scene to safer grounds.

The scene cuts over to the outskirts of the Mantis village, where the pile of corpses of Deepnest beasts is amassed, where we can see her disrobed and tied on a stake, legs pulled up and bound to her horns to present her holes to the first come, gagged and dripping cum. A large dirt carver erupts from the ground, sniffing around before mounting her squirming form, and begins rutting her only for multiple spears to fly from the ceiling and skewer it. Mantis warriors come out, carrying off the slain beast and resetting the trap, happy that their new lure is working out so well, leaving a broken and moaning Hornet behind as they close the door behind them.

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Charged Lumafly

A mistimed jump lands Hornet into the high voltage electric arcs created by a swarm of lumaflies, making her scream as blue lightning courses through her body, and crumpled to the ground moaning in pain and slightly fuming, cloak singed and burnt to reveal her body underneath. A few curious lumaflies descend towards the zapped weaver, landing on her body, mostly seeming interested by her nipples and pussy due to the colour difference with her black body leading them to believe they might be flowers. Hornet coming back to herself, attempts to move, spooking the lumaflies and making electricity arc once more around her body, mostly around her nipples and clit making her squirt from the shock of the overwhelming feeling, and the next shock pushes her into a screaming orgasm that leaves her drooling and twitching on the ground. Suddenly, none other than Millibelle the banker edge in from the sight of the screen, getting closer to Hornet where she disperses the lumaflies with some sort of broom before beginning to drag her off screen.

We then cut to a view of the bank, that has now an added box next to it, a jar full of geo perched upon it and a hole cut at crotch height showing of a cum dripping pussy, and a little bugs speech sign translating to “exclusive new deal, first *deposit* free when opening a bank account, subsequent deposits 20 geo, 40 if you're not a client”.

Uoma

Hornet manages to bump into one of the non-aggressive uoma infesting the Fog Canyon, and with no masks left to protect her, she felt the burning of their electricity as it coursed through her, transforming her legs into jello as she falls to her knees. Twitching from the shock, she takes a few seconds to regain her countenance. She should be fine if she just… splop, makes the uoma, as it lands onto her head. Hornet eyes widen as her arms shoot up to dislodge the intruder, but despite all her swiftness, electricity is faster, and she gets zapped immediately. The effects seem even worse than the first time, her eyes twitching, her limbs made rigid, and she loses control over her bladder, squirting all over the ground. She moans in pain, brain scrambled and unable to focus her thoughts, but the uoma isn’t done with her, and we can see it extend two of its short arms to both sides of Hornet’s mask, and we can see the next zap as her eyes light up blue as its passage before crossing in overstimulation, her knees buckling until her ass is on the ground. The uoma is relentless, and Hornet screams again and again with each shock, foam gathering around her mouth and eyes unfocused. Yet each scream morphs into more and more of a moan, her brain rerouting pathways and transforming the burning tingles into pleasure, and it only takes a few more zaps for her to squirt all over the ground, where the Uoma leaves her mind broken form lying down now that it is done with her, her hand slowly finding its way to her moist slit and begins rubbing it with increasing speed.

Ooma

Hornet attempts to navigate the fog Canyon end badly, as she ends up falling victim to the jellyfish like ooma, the shock zapping through her body and seizing up her muscles. The ooma catches her in its hanging tentacles as she slides down, keeping her from falling, but it is quickly clear that its intentions are far from pure as they begin to slide all over her body, one of them getting caught in her cloak and removing it from her revealing her pert breasts. Each attempt to escape is punished harshly by one more debilitating shock that makes her seize up one more, keeping her hanging limply upside down and slightly fuming within its limbs. 

Inevitably, the tentacles begin to find their way to her holes, and first her pussy and then her asshole are invaded by the jelly-like appendages, easily squeezing inside her and writhing within her shell. She seems too out of it to fight back, weakly moaning at the ministrations she’s subjected too, the sound guiding the blind creature towards her mouth to seal her airtight. Soft squelching noises and muffled groans can be heard as the ooma continues to defile her, and we can see it attempting to squeeze more of its limbs inside her, wrapping them around her legs and arms, sliding along her breasts and belly, and she slowly becomes barely visible as the creature enjoys its prey.

Uumu

The many electric attacks and massive body of Uumu overwhelm Hornet as she fights it along with Quirrel, leaving her hurt and curled up in a ball on a platform. She just manages to look up in time to see its massive form charging it from above tentacles first, and closes her eyes expecting her end. But instead she is engulfed by warmth, and we see her caught inside the giant jellyfish. She flails and fights, hitting against the transparent walls of her cell. This seems to tickle Uumu somewhat, and it lets out a shudder and electricity courses through its form, making Hornet spasm and shudder within the jelly, before going limp.

She’s then slowly pulled by unseen muscles towards the infected core, and we see her managing to recover in time just to be zapped once more, and her unconscious form gets pulled into Uumu’s centre, and we see the orange cells begin to agglomerate around her as Uumu descends once more into the acid. 

We cut to a later scene, Uumu emerging once more from the acid to battle against a returned Quirrel hoping to save Hornet, nail at the ready. But there is something different about it, and as Quirrel squints, he can make out a new addition at its core, making his eyes widen in horror: Hornet, her once black body turned radiant orange, pleasure etched deep onto her mask, her now massive ass and breasts forming four new balls amongst those already inside Uumu. Poor Quirrel, realising he’s too late and that nothing in there remains of his friend, dashes away after one sad last look.

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Should Hornet fall to one of the many explosions or other hazards found amidst the fog canyon, is left defeated on the ground, masks and self esteem in shambles, until we see a couple of Ooma float down towards her, carrying her away in their tentacles.

We cut to the inside of the Teacher’s Archives, where we see a cylindrical tube filled with greenish liquid containing Hornet, now naked and hooked up to a few tubes. A ooma floats near the tube, extending its arms to turn dials. The first one seems to fill up one of the tubes with liquid radiance of some sort, injected directly through a tube hooked at her belly, while another sees two prongs extrude from the top of the tank that begins zapping her, and we see her belly swell with orange light like the one living inside the ooma.

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Husk Sentry

Her last mask sliced by the sentry’s swift strikes, Hornet's blade gets swatted away by her opponent, flying off and sticking into the ground while it closes in on her and punches her in the gut, making her fall on her knees gasping from the shock. She just managed to catch her breath when she looks up towards the looming form of the sentry, only to be immediately slapped upon the mask by its glowing dick. She attempts to turn away from it, but the armoured guard grabs at her horns, holding her head in place while swinging his hips to slap her again and again with its turgid cock, màing her squirm in discomfort.

Yet the radiant musk begins to take hold onto her, and she begins to just passively take it, at which point the husk sentry lines up with her mouth, and she just parts her lips to accept him inside her throat. He immediately makes her take him all the way to the balls, soft gagging heard as her throat bulges with his girth, eyes squinting to hold back tears, and begin using her like a cocksleeve, fast and messy. Her saliva is wrenched out of her mouth by his flared tip as he repeatedly sheathes and unsheathes his member, only stopping to make her nuzzle his balls for a bit before going back to scraping out her throat, until his stamina is spent and he begins cumming in her mouth, making her cheeks balloon until cum begins seeping out around her lips. His dick comes out with a pop, spraying two more ropes of cum over her and forcing one eye close, and immediately forces her mouth close to stop her spitting out. They lock eyes for a few seconds to pass an unspoken order, until she relents and swallows the tainted cum, damning herself in the process, and a satisfied sentry packs her on his shoulders and walks off, slapping her ass once and making her moan.

Winged Sentry

Defeated by the winged guard, Hornet falls back down on the ground with a sharp cry of pain, looking up only to see the sentry's crotch landing right on her face. She begins to struggle, grabbing at the guard's ass to push her off, legs kicking in protest, but the winged sentry is not so easily thrown off as she locks her legs behind Hornet's head. Her blade makes short work of the weaver's favoured cloak, and her free arm begins slapping her tits to try and make her compliant, but it isn't until she threatens to shove her blade up her ass that the weaver relents and begins to eat her out.

Sloppy wet noises fill the space as the winged sentry grinds upon Hornet's face, juices splattering her mask. The husk grows more and more frenetic, her hands leaving the weaver's tits alone to hold instead upon her horns, and after a few more seconds, cries out in orgasm as she squirts all over her face. She pants for a few moments, leaving Hornet to gargle her juices, until she springs back to attention, her legs squeezing the red maiden's mask between them, before flying away in this position, Hornet desperately grasping at her legs to hold on.

Lance Sentry

Speared by the charge of the lance sentry, Hornet falls to one knee, only held up by leaning on her needle like a cane. The sentry flies up over her, only to slam down like a meteorite, one clawed foot pushing her cheek into the ground, leaving her on her back, hands vainly trying to push her leg off of her face. The lancer, unperturbed by her feeble attempts, rips her dress up to her neck, revealing the toned form beneath, showing off her sleek black shell and tight holes. Keeping her pinned under one foot, she takes a knee with her other leg, hands shooting out to grasp her pussy with a possessive grip while the other is busy pinching and tugging at her nipples, getting them hard.

The husk's fingering is rough, but it seems to get the weaver going, squeaks and moans emanating from her squished face, and visible arousal coating her thighs. The sentry brings up a juice covered hand, swiping it on her mask with derision, before it moves to claim her until then neglected lance, turning it around and lining it up with Hornet's inviting pussy. Using the hilt as a makeshift dildo, she penetrates the young weaver with one hard stroke, making her cry out, but already her moans seem more tinged with pleasure than with pain, and the subsequent fucking she endures sees her shudder and cum a damnable number of times. Limp and breathless, she doesn't resist one bit when the sentry binds a collar around her throat and begins tugging her off-screen. 

Heavy Sentry

Bulldozed over by the heavy sentry's charge, Hornet smashes into the ground with a thud, dizzying her. The rotund bug closes in on her immediately before she can recover, grabbing at her cloak and pulling it up swiftly over her mask, blinding her and restraining her at the same time by pinning it with its greatnail, planting the point deep into the ground through the red fabric. Hornet attempts to fight back, flailing her limbs, but the husk rips off a strip of her cloak and binds her with surprising dexterity, catches her arms and forcefully binds her hands together above the nail, leaving only her legs free, until even they get seized by the heavy sentry.

Hornet, blind and immobilised, has little time to wonder what'll happen to her as her hips are wrenched from the ground, the large bug's hands greedily grabbing at her thighs as she feels something quite large slap against her exposed pussy, revealing its intent. With her ass raised straight up above her head, the heavy sentry strokes against her lower lips a few times, spits an infected saliva glob on her hole before beginning to brutally mating press her, making her squeal through the cloak hiding her face. He is relentless in his attempt to breed the weaver, slamming down with all its bulk making her juices splatter all over herself with each trust, breathless moans emanating from under the red cloth as her pussy is stretched to its limits by the sizeable member of the sentry. After another few moments, it reaches its limits, and spasms as it empties its balls deep at the doors to the weaver's womb, making her belly inflate slightly like after a heavy meal.

He unsheathes his dick with a wet squelch, leaving his seed to run out of her ruined pussy and unto her cloaked face, staining it, before removing the greatnail to reveal her mind broken expression, eyes rolled into her skull and tongue out, letting the dripping mix of jizz and her own love juices splatter upon her face and entering her open mouth. 

Belfly 

Caught into the suicidal explosion of a belfly, Hornet last masks are shattered and her cloak blown off of her form by the force of the detonation, leaving her body thrown against the wall only to slowly slump down, unconscious. Unfortunately, the sound seems to have alerted more belflies, and they arrive one after another, perching upon her, until they are enough of them to manage to fly away with her unconscious form, disappearing to the top of the screen. 

We cut to another scene, where we can see a belfly nest sticking out of a crevice in the higher roofs of the city of tears, raindrops bouncing off of it. The nest seems quite large for the rather diminutive critters, and we're quick to see why as we can see Hornet's ass sticking out of it, legs stuck in the nest and pussy exposed. The scene is almost peaceful, the soft sound of rain gentle to the ear, until we hear a loud moan coming from within the nest, and the legs begin to squirm. The pleasured screams go crescendo, until we see Hornet's nethers get stretched highly as a belly makes its way out of her, belly already glowing with volatile energy, and flies off without a look back, leaving the dilated pussy behind, the scene turning serene once again.

Great Husk Sentry

Slashed by the great sentry's gigantic weapon, Hornet is thrown violently up in the air, only to be caught by the throat before she can fall. She emits choking sounds, legs kicking in a futile attempt to escape, as the sentry brings her to his face, taking a closer look at her, tongue exiting his mouth to slurp at the side of her mask as she passes out.

We fade back in to the sentry patrolling, but it now has an addition to its armour, in the form of a strung up Hornet, belly clearly bulged by the massive cock lodged up her ass as she drools, head hung low in defeat and strained pleasure, arms and legs bound to his armour leaving her spread on his gut, bouncing softly with each step that forces sweet moans out of her mouth. From time to time, the sentry interrupts its patrol, leaning its shield against a wall before reaching for her, stroking her up and down its erection like a cocksleeve until he cums, her belly inflating until it looks pregnant and excess cum spilling out of her mouth. Satisfied, it continues its patrol, keeping its cockwarmer on hand.

The Collector 

The laughing void creature manages to get the best of her with its frenetic bouncing around, slamming her into the ground, the breath knocked out of her. She is given no time to recover, as it pounces on her and begins shaking her upside down, charms and geo falling out of her pockets to its giggling delight, until it grows impatient and just strips her of her robe. The embarrassed weaver is left naked and suspended by one of its arms, while two others sift through her belongings and the last one seems to absentmindedly grope her. Her feeble attempts at escape seem to bring back the Collector's attention upon her, and it jumps up to grab a glass jar from a hidden cupboard, slamming it down upon her and screwing a tight lid atop it. The scene fades with Hornet banging her fists against the glass while the Collector seems enchanted to find the grub related charms.

The scene fades back in with Hornet now resigned to her fate, sitting in her jar next to the collector who's violently jerking it to grub hub on his bugophone, the jar already a quarter full with sticky white liquid, looking disgusted.

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If Hornet is defeated by the many roof spikes or other obstacles within the city of tears, we'll see her laying heaving on the floor as the scene fades, with the progressively louder sound of a patrolling sentry coming to a stop with an inquisitive noise. 

We fade the scene back in, revealing what seems to be the local sentry barracks, bunk beds lining the walls next to weapon racks, some sentries are sleeping between shifts, still bound to their routines despite the radiance affecting their mind, others eating or polishing their weapons. And there, and chain tying her ankle to one of the beds, is Hornet, polishing nails of her own as the new official barracks bunny, three husks standing around her kneeling naked form as she alternates between them with her hands and mouth. She moves her head back with a long slurp ending in a gasp, and as she removes her mask from the crotch she was pleasing we can see the infection shining dull orange in her eyes.

Ensues a series of short scenes where Hornet is pleasing husks in and around the bed she's bound too, taken in missionary position by a sentry, being double teamed by strap-on wearing lancers, impaling her ass on a great sentry’ cock as she rides him cowgirl, slurping on a guard's dick while he polishes his sword, slapping her ass anytime she slows down, and ending on her lying on her sides, tongue lolling out and eyes unfocused as she's leaking cum out of her blown out holes as a few husks play cards on the bed.

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Folly/Mistake

Hornet's lack of focus causes her downfall as she carelessly loses her last mask after bumping into one of the wretches that were once scholars of the Soul Sanctum. 

Unfortunately, their desire for soul in the search for immortality hasn't died off despite their demise, and they can sense it brimming inside her, drawing them inexorably towards her prone form. The protoplasmic creature latches towards the most obvious weakness in her shell, her crotch. Its large soft mouth engulfs both her pussy and asshole, slurping at it frenetically, trying to drain her to no avail.

Yet there isn't enough of its mind left to notice, and it continues to devour her crotch, making her shudder in unwelcome pleasure, her hands attempting to show it away sinking into the soft jelly like residue that forms its head. The creature is soon followed by more, latching onto any free shell, suckling and slurping and Hornet disappears into a pile of follies and mistakes, only her muffled screams and moans filtering out.

Soul Twister

Not managing to catch up with the teleporting menace, Hornet's last mask is blasted off by the soul twister's blast. Intending to finish what it started, the former scholar sends another soul blast right in her chest, but it only throws her on her ass instead of incinerating her, though it leaves a sizable hole in the front of her dress exposing her chest. She moans in pain as the twister looks at her puzzled, but he perks up when he notices his attack had a secondary effect: her chest is visibly swelling, and her nipples begin to lack the excess soul, not the corrupted version he has to use but pure, undiluted soul, her body keeping the radiance inside. The soul twister's usual frown slowly twists into a nefarious smile, and he floats down to Hornet, teleporting both of them out of frame.

A new scene slowly fades in, where we can see Hornet's very naked form strung up to a ceiling, limbs bound behind her back, a feeding tube connected to her mouth and more connected to her lower holes. But despite this humiliating state, it is her breasts that demand all the attention of any onlookers, swollen to absurd sizes, two gigantic drooping sacks full to the brim with soul to the point of laying on the ground and filling up most of the rooms. Two soul twisters float nearby, shooting blasts into her tits regularly, refilling them as her enormous nipples eject a refined version into industrial milkers covering them, filling up barrels of the stuff. Her eyes are dull and glowing a soft orange, and she makes soft mooing noises around her feeding tube as she is permanently refilled and emptied, cumming her brain out from the pleasing sensations.

Soul warrior

Soundly defeated by the surprisingly quick warrior, Hornet is left vulnerable before him as he advances towards her kneeling body, but not to grant death. He takes out a small pin, and plants it into her mask, and soul begins to empty directly from Hornet and into him. First it drains whatever is left in her pool, but suddenly her mask slots begin to tremble and shatter slowly, as are her spell icons.

She is quick to realise, but this once scholar is stealing her experience and her skills! She feels all her needle fighting abilities, her spell knowledge, her fortitude and fighting spirit, all leeched by this reckless bug, flashes of white emanating from Hornet and absorbed into the central eye of the soul warrior as she screams louder and louder, until with a small explosion, it is done. Hornet slowly stands up, legs trembling, but she is left only with one measly mask of health, and we can see she  holds her needle with a very insecure grip. The soul warrior moves towards her, and she attempts a hit, only to completely miss as she closes her eyes in fear, and the empowered scholar simply rips the needle from her hands, slipping it into its belt before grabbing her around the hips and beginning to push her out of the room. Fearful, she obeys, squeaking weakly when his hand slips to grope under her cloak casually.

We cut to another room where a few soul warriors are discussing while sitting around a table, one of them showing off the spells it learned from extracting Hornet's soul. She's there too, clad in a skimpy little silk attire, embarrassed blush on her face, standing behind a bar. One of the warriors barks out to her and she jumps fearfully, filling up some mugs with soul held in jars, before bringing it over to them on a platter. She’s forced to bend over while distributing the glasses, and immediately one of the warrior scholars begins groping her exposed backsides, and she offers no resistance when he pulls her onto his lap, her fighting spirit stolen alongside her skills leaving her unable to resist. The warrior continues to fondle her while they continue their conversation, making her squirm and wiggle but never attempting to leave, until he grows too excited and stands up, slamming her onto the table before starting to fuck her, his colleagues quick to join him in spitroasting the poor weaver.

Soul Master

Stomped by the relentless attacks of the Soul Master, Hornet is thrown hard against the ground, where she lays motionless as the floating bug teleports down to her. He picks her up by one leg, before teleporting out again and we cut to this new room, where Hornet is placed into a glass tube of some sort, strange magical devices at the top and bottom beginning to whirr and come to life as the Soul Master is pushing levers and buttons on a control panel.

Hornet wakes up, and after looking around groggily, realises the danger and immediately begins to try and fight her way out of the glass tube, unfortunately to no avail as we can only hear very faintly her screams and thuds against the reinforced glass. The Soul Master pulls a large lever, and the machines spring to life, and we can see soul spill out of Hornet, faster and faster as the machine accelerates. The tube begins glowing, more and more until in a flash, she's gone, and a tiny round white orb glides out of the top of the machine to be picked up by the soul master, who puts it to his mouth and with a single slurp, empties it into his bloated form, burps and then teleports out again.

After a little time has passed, a round janitor bug comes from a side door and begins scrubbing everything down. When he opens the glass tube though, he is seen grabbing something from the bottom, and we zoom in to reveal it is Hornet, or rather what's left of her after getting her soul magically sucked out: a rubber onahole of her form, legs pulled up and behind her mask, pussy and ass spread and open, mouth wide and inviting. What's left of her consciousness in this object, we'll never know, as the janitor puts her down his pants for later use with a crooked grin, happy to have a new toy to make his existence more bearable. 

Generic zone game over

If Hornet is defeated by spikes or other obstacles in the Soul Sanctum, she'll be picked up by two soul twisters who'll discuss what to do with her while the screen fades. 

We cut back to a totally transformed Hornet, her bound body grown to gigantic proportions as she's force fed follies and mistakes through a tube attaching her face to some kind of weird meatgrinder. Her belly has grown so large that she couldn't possibly walk around with it, vagina spread as every few moments soul filled eggs drop out of it into a bucket beneath her tied up form. Her eyes are dull with exhausted pleasure, as she fills recipient after recipient, a supply of pure soul for the master's foolish attempts at immortality. 

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Cowardly Husk

Hornet's amused toying with the cowardly husk as it is split between radiant aggression and overdeveloped self-preservation instincts turns against her as she gets hit in the face without expecting it after cornering it, breaking the last of her masks. The husk seems almost incredulous, and slowly get closer to her bent over form as she's sunk to her hands and knees in pain, until it notices she isn't able to fight back, its face turning devious as it takes a chloroform bottle, douses her cloak and puts it to her face until the screen turns black. 

We slowly fade into a new scene in what seems to be a bathroom, where we see Hornet, naked but for a metal collar welded to a wall. diverse leather restraints holding her folded with her ass slightly forward and legs behind her shoulders, a hook gag keeping her mouth open and a tongue piercing connected to the collar by a fine chain keeping it lolling it out. The sound of a door opening makes her groan in dismay, as a husk comes in and wastes no time in whipping out its cock and beginning to piss in her forced open mouth. She gags and retches, unable to turn away, until the cowardly husk, irritated by the mess she is making, straddles her body and forces its still spraying penis into her mouth, forcing her to swallow or drown, and after some muffled angry noises we can see her throat bulge as she begins to gulp down the infected waste of the husk. 

After a rather long time of slurping and gulping noises, the husk steps, showing off a now erect cock, and with just a slight change of the angle of his hips, lines it up with Hornet's slit and begins fucking into her with short frenetic bursts, his balls slapping against her asshole as it hilts into her. After only a few minutes of heavy breathing, wet squelching and muffled moaning, it grunts and cums deep inside her, chuckles to itself before leaving her dripping after slapping her ass and marking a checkmark on it. We cut one last time to an undetermined time in the future, Hornet now covered in filth, face slack and eyes glowing a dull orange as her whole ass and thighs are absolutely covered in white checkmarks.

Husk Dandy

Hornet is bitchslapped by a fury of strikes from a husk dandy, falling down on her ass and clutching her face. The dandy calls out for its friends, and another one comes from the side of the screen carrying a chair and a paddle, and together they force the weakened weaver to bend over the first one's lap, bunching her dress up and exposing her bubbly rear. With a mighty TWAP, they begin to wallop her ass with the paddle, making her cry out with each smack, making it glow red. She doesn’t hold out long before she is sobbing from the pain and begins to beg for them to stop. The first dandy takes out a collar and leash and handles it to her, looking at her expectantly. She hesitates, but another slap with the paddle is enough for her to make her close it on her neck with a final click, and is led out by the chattering dandies, following them while rubbing her stinging behind.

We cut to an interior scene of a luxurious interior where the two dandies are having a glass of nectar around a table, the manor surprisingly clean for Hallownest’s new standards. The reason for such cleanliness shows itself as Hornet, dressed up as a french maid, walks in with tiny steps due to the abnormally tall heels bound by a short length of chain she is wearing, a platter of freshly filled glasses hanging from her newly pierced nipples as her arms are kept in a tight sleeve behind her back. She carefully bows down to present them their refills, but one of them uses the occasion to slap the tantalizing cheeks making her spill them. She sighs, as one of the dandies points imperiously at the floor, and gets on her knees, lapping up her mess. By the time she’s done and looks up, there are two erect dicks presented to her underneath the table, and, knowing her duties, she gets to work polishing the rods of her masters like a good maid.

Gluttonous Husk

Flattened by the jump of the overweight husk, Hornet wriggles helplessly underneath her bulk as she grinds her ass upon her face until she passes out, the screen turning black. 

We cut to an elegant chamber, where a baldaquin bed occupies most of the room. The gluttonous husk is sleeping comfortably underneath her covers, but what catches the viewers eye is Hornet, dressed in red lingerie, a long golden chain connected to her ankle binding her to the bedside against which she rests. Some clockwork time keeper gives out a slight chime, making her wake up, from asleep to wide awake as she jumps up to silence it, looking fearfully back towards the sleeping husk and sighing in relief as she notices she didn’t wake up. She exits on the side of the room, chain unravelling until it is taut, and we can hear some slight clanking noises until she returns with a tiny mountain of food and a mug of nectar upon a plate that she puts on a bedside table, careful to put everything in place as need be. Finally, now ready, she crawls underneath the covers and we can see her mask making a tent between the husk’s legs.

The bulge begins to move around as soft wet noises of licks begin to emerge from it as she begins the process of waking up her mistress. She has to work for quite some time, but in the end the husk begins to stir and moan, before turning onto her back. She reaches out to the bedside without even looking for them, knowing her bedslave had prepared everything as she should, and she begins to chew down on her breakfast, eyes lidded with pleasure as Hornet’s slurping noises intensify, working double time to satisfy her bottomless hunger for earthly pleasures.

Gorgeous Husk

The enormous gilded husk jumping around was enough of a surprise to knock down a low on health Hornet, not expecting such a dazzling foe. Yet it doesn’t go for a killing blow no, instead it gets closer to Hornet and bows towards her, hands out invitingly and overflowing with geo. Hornet, still dazed, reaches for it with a hesitating hand, and the gorgeous husk hands her the geo, immediately refilling her hand with more. Hornet greedily grabs for them, but this time the husk moves her hand back, and uses her free one to instead present her pussy to her, spreading her labia to show the insides. Understanding the choice demanded from her and conscious of her current weakness, the young weaver shuffles forward and gives it a hesitant lick, in reaction to which the gorgeous husk lets a geo trickle upon her mask. Encouraged, Hornet begins eating her out more seriously, tongue digging into the presented vagina as the husk giggles and moans and lets geo rain down upon her. But as the geo counter raises, it seems golden chains begin creeping towards the skills and masks atop the screen. A prompt appears to stop the cunnilingus, but golden chains appear over the yes button, stopping the player from pushing it if attempted, and the screen slowly fades to black.

We fade back in the room to see Hornet quite changed, her cloak cast aside for garish jewelry, belly chains, ankle and arm bracelets, necklaces and golden piercings through her navel, nipples, lips and lower lips, even her horns now capped with gold and bound in delicate chains. Another golden chain links her neck to the gorgeous husk’s hand, who is currently putting on a massive gold strap-on as Hornet sits expectantly at her feet. The husk turns towards her, hips pushed forward, and Hornet greedily begins to lick along its length, preparing it for penetration until the gilded fat bug pushes her down onto the ground, kicking her legs apart before hilting herself within her piercing adorned pussy, making the weaver moan ecstatically, her tongue lolling out to show of the golden barbell going through it. She gets pounded into the dust, moaning and groaning as the gorgeous husk ravages her newly minted sugar baby, yanking her head back with the gilded leash, occasionally dropping geo that Hornet greedily pulls towards her.

Eternal Emiliata (need kings crest)

If Eternal Emiliata is dream nailed too often, Hornet will begin to giggle with her, slowly taken over by the mirth of the regal bug at the end of the world and all the despicable people in it. 

She laughs, laughs at it all, how underneath her they all are, laughs at the pain, the doom, the cruel irony of it all, Emiliaya joining her in a laughing chorus, laughing until the air leaves them and they have to pant, bent over and exhausted, until their eyes connect and they freeze. Then, after a moment of perfect silence, they lunge for each other, mouths crashing together as they begin to frenetically make out as the eternal finally found a reflection of herself to express the truest version of her narcissism. They frantically grope at each other, clothes thrown off as Hornet climbs upon Emiliata on the couch, her mouth never leaving hers until they are laying upon each other in a tangle of limbs. She trails down from her mouth, kissing, licking and nibbling a trail down her jaw, neck and collarbone until she begins to attack her breasts with her tongue. They alternate who is kissing what, hands roaming all over each others body in heated passion, groping and grasping, pinching and caressing to elicit sweet pleasured sounds from each other, until they find themselves in a sixty-nine position and muffle their moans into each other's pussy, ravenous in their ministrations, legs locked behind each other's heads and fingers sinking into pliant flesh. It is only a few minutes before they climax in unison, and they lay back together in each other's arms, softly chuckling as they now have a partner to wait out the end of this world.

Listen to Marissa's song too long 

If Hornet stays and listens to Marissa's song for too long, she'll slowly get drowsier and drowsier, slumping over. At some point we'll see Millibelle in the background, jumping in fear at the sight of Hornet and hiding behind the door frame, but the weaver is in no state to notice as the sweet voice begins to overwrite her thoughts entirely, putting her in a trance. 

Marissa's spirit, noticing the weakened state of the red maiden, suddenly charges at her and swoops into her body, disappearing in a flash of dream particles. Hornet wakes up in a jolt, but as she stands up, it isn't her in control of her body but the songstress of the pleasure house, clearly visible by the way she holds herself. Finally, a fool free of infection listened to her long enough for her to possess them! She was free, free from this stage, free of her old life of cabaret, free from…CLICK makes the chain secured around her ankle by Millibelle. She cries out, tugging at the chain in desperation, but Milibelle slaps her, making her fall to the ground rubbing her cheek. “To think you'd be so foolish to come back amongst the living Marissa” she says smugly, “when all you've ever been good for before was procuring enjoyment to others. Why would this new life be different? You always were and always will be nothing but a weak willed slut.” The name in the corner changes from Millibelle the thief to Millibelle the pimp, as the greedy bugs rub her hands against each other. “Still a lot of geo to extract from the last sane bugs here my dear. Well you rested enough while you were dead, back to work!” and she throws some highly revealing lingerie at her. Marissa hesitates, but Millibelle just has to raise her hand another time and she begins softly sobbing as she puts them on. 

We cut to a later scene, Marissa still in Hornet's body and scandalously dressed, singing on stage while sensually shedding her clothes one by one as a crowd of yet uninfected nobles has come out of their barricaded homes to watch her. Geo clatters on the stage as she slips out of her frilly panties, her voice still filled with melancholy but her actions inviting, nethers shamefully wet with arousal, and a line of the depraved nobles has formed at Mililbelle's booth as they put in their reservation for “private shows”.

Watcher Knights

Her last mask slashed by the great nails of one of the watcher knights, Hornet is thrown down onto the ground where she attempts to crawl away until the knight that defeated her begins to drag her back by her leg as she desperately claws at the ground. He forces her towards where two other knights have gathered around one of their fallen brothers, and opened its shell in the front. They use their nails to reduce her favourite cloak to strips of fabric that they use to bind her weakly struggling form into the empty husk. 

The Watcher Knights close back up the armour, and we can see the swarm of infected lumaflies gathering around the ceiling swoop down, entering the desiccated armoured husk containing Hornet, and we hear a series of noises from her, first confused, then afraid, then a weird mix of arousal sounds until they morph to clear ecstasy as she reaches an unseen climax, and we can see the knight’s eyes suddenly open again as its screams mix with those of the trapped weaver. 

It gets to its feet and screams once more, the chest opening to reveal a pleasure addled Hornet, her own juices coating her thighs and dozens of lumaflies perched upon her, and the others join in its scream as their own armour open to reveal more trapped bugs eyes rolled up in their heads and masks deformed by pleasure, stained by their own bodily fluids. 

Lurien’s butler

Just surviving her ordeal with the Watcher Knights, Hornet didn’t expect the cowardly husk huddled next to Lurien’s dreaming form to lash out at her while she prepared herself to dreamnail him and break her last mask. Grabbing her by the back of the head, he bashes her against the stone altar that serves as his master’s resting place once, twice, three times, rendering Hornet half unconscious from the concussion he tried to give her, legs slumping under her weight. The steadfast butler isn’t done with her yet though, and he holds her by one of her horns as he drags her onto the Altar, pushing up Lurien’s cloak with the other to reveal a soft cock draped over onto his belly. He then pursues by smooshing Hornet’s face against it, using the dazed weaver like a rag to clean his master’s cock while she was still too out of it to even process it. Slowly, the cock begins to rise in response to the smooth and warm mask, and Hornet eyes widen as she finally focuses enough to realise her position, opening her mouth to protest or scream; we’ll never know as she’s pushed deep upon the now erect cock, gurgling weakly as it bulges out her throat. 

The butler continues to use her face as his master’s cocksleeve, up and down and up and down, slapping her ass on occasion to encourage her to participate more actively, and after a few minutes we can see her tongue peeking out here and there as she is bullied into submission by the mere servant of the lesser of the three dreamers. She feels the balls tighten against her chin and attempts to move her head back to escape the incoming load, but instead the cowardly husk just pushes her deeper, forcing the load directly into her throat and keeping her down at the cock’s base, choking her slowly as semen streams out around her mouth, screen slowly darkening. When it fades back in, Hornet has now been attached between Lurien’s legs, head buried in his crotch and affixed to it with ropes and the tatters of her dress, keeping his cock warm until it hardens again and she is once more forced to suck or suffocate.

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Flukemon (whole)

Hornet wasn’t pleased with discovering the inhabitants of the waterways were huge gross worms, and even less so after the first come fluke charged her and broke her last mask, leaving her defenceless to its grubby little arms who grope all over her. She attempts to push it away, but can’t stop it from removing her cloak, neither can she stop it from slobbering all over her with its fleshy lips as it suckles on the side of her turned away face. Its many nubby arms caress her all over, two circling her nipples, two others all over her belly and two more concentrated on her pussy, making her moan in dismay and forced pleasure. 

A slit opens up on the flukemon’s belly, a long tubular penis showing itself and moving around like it has a mind of its own, looking for her pussy and finding it after only a few blind jabs, making her cry out. Unfortunately, her scream gives the flukemon a window of opportunity, and it locks its lips upon her mouth and begins slurping so strongly it is forcing her tongue into its disgusting mouth. Now with both sets of lips violated, her hands fall down along her body, giving up as she just takes it, eyes rolling up into her head as her soft moans are sucked out into the flukemon’s mouth. After a few more minutes of mind numbing sex, she is even forced to cum, back arching and pussy milking the worm cock filling it until the flukemon joins it in her climax, thick white cum bursting out from her stuffed pussy and belly slightly bulging from the amount injected into her. The camera slowly pans up from the scene, leaving only the sounds of the flukemon’s heavy breathing and the pleasured sounds of Hornet indicating what is going on.

Flukemon (halves)

Hornet’s trusty needle slashed the flukemon in half, yet to her horror the separate halves sprouted wings or mouths and continued attacking her, breaking her last masks in quick succession as she panics and mistimes her strikes. She lands on her ass, needle flying out of her hand, but she has no time to retrieve it as the lower barking half of the fluke attempts to swallow her feet first. She manages to keep it away with kicks, but it leaves her distracted to the upper flying half. The flying flukemon bit lines itself up with her head, before dropping and engulfing it with a wet sound and her muffled surprised scream. She attempts to pull it off, but the fluke-hound is now unopposed in its assault, and manages to get both her feet into its mouth, and begins forcing itself forwards up her legs. With some panicked screams, wormy gurgles and a lot of useless flailing of her arms, Hornet ends up stuck between the two halves. The hound fluke has worked its way up to her hips, and a long tubular dick exits its mouth to sheathes itself into her vulnerable pussy, while the upper half has wriggled down to her shoulders, forcing her upper arms against her torso, breaking the clasp of her dress and exposing her breasts, using its tiny arms to rub all over them.

With a push on its legs, the tangle of bodies manages to stand back up on its legs, trying to imitate the shape it had while whole, but Hornet’s midsection still visible, the sucking gurgles of the flukemon now underlined with gasps and moans from its prisoner as it wanders off.

Flukefey

Hornet, fresh out of a battle, didn’t expect what seemed to be a weird little flying worm to just sprout a mouth of teeth and charge her at such speeds, latching onto her face in a flash. She stumbles backward, needle falling upon the ground as she attempts to remove it from her mask, tripping and falling on her ass. 

Her muffled screams and the chattering from the flukefey do attract more of its kind, and they charge at her, latching upon her flesh, one managing to get to her crotch, two more engulfing her breasts, gnawing and suckling at her plumper parts, and within minutes she becomes a moaning, quivering shell in a pile of the little fiends who mindlessly continue their ministrations.

Hwurmp

The sudden inflation of this little floating ball catches Hornet by surprise, and she is thrown against a wall by this animal airbag, concussing her and breaking her last mask, and she slowly slides down ass over head, making her cloak fall over her face and leaving her privates exposed. The hwurmp, its interest roused, deflates back to its tiny ball size and floats down towards her, wetting its lips as a new kind of appetite is awoken in it.

Attracted to the enticing sight of a pebbled nipple, it latches onto it, its chubby cheeks showing off how much suction it exerts upon the unconscious weaver’s tits. It is soon joined by more hwurmps, two, then three more latching onto her nipples, clit, even her asshole. Hornet moans softly, and slowly stirs awake, blinks a few times in confusion then screams when she notices the numerous hwurmps upon her. The little creatures, jumpscared by the scream, immediately inflate, trapping her amidst the balloon-like animals, squeezed and compressed into immobility as we leave the scene.

Pilflip

Hornet slashes at the pilflip, but it just causes it to flip over and land on her tentacles first, wrapping around her body like a flytrap. Two wrap around her legs, two around her arms, while the last two manage to wrap around her tits, squeezing into the pliant flesh and making her groan.

The pilflip flips over again, Hornet now trapped on its back, and the back of its abdomen arches over toward the struggling weaver, parting to reveal a large ovipositor. She cries out in alarm, but can not move out of the way strung up as she is, as the pointed ovipositor enters her defenceless pussy. Once sheathed, it doesn’t attempt to move but instead we can see orange bulges beginning to travel through the ovipositor and beginning to stretch Hornet’s lower lips to a new level. She screams and moans, wiggling in the tentacle's grip, but they only tighten themselves around her limbs and breasts, leaving her to be slowly inflated with eggs by the pilflip. She weakens with each additional one entering her, her belly getting more bumpy and swollen, until her moans turn more pleasurable then painful, and she cums for the first time, pussy clenching and milking around the intruding ovipositor. Unfortunately, the creature isn’t done with her, and she goes through two more climaxes until she looks pregnant with twins and the pilflip finally retracts its egg laying organ and wanders off with his new egg sac secured to its back. 

Flukemunga

Hornet disgust at the monstrous fat creature and the grease it secreted to slide around did not help her, as she was charged once more in a tunnel too tight for her to be able to dodge it, her last masks breaking on contact from the strength of its ramming. Thrown upon the oily ground, she screams as she is run over, folds of greasy pink flesh squishing her flat against the ground, dress halfway ripped off from the pression, and is left laying dazed and oiled up. She attempts to roll over, only to see the chortling creature back up towards her ass first, running her over once more as it rips away her dress in the process and leaves her shell shiny with its oily secretions, gasping for air after being crushed again.

Hornet gathers the last of her strength and slowly attempts to crawl away towards a nearby drop, so close and yet so far, but the flukemunga won't have his prey escape and rears back with a roar, exposing a penis whose size rivals Hornet's needle, sliding out of its ventral slit as it slides towards again in a more controlled manner. Its bulk begins to cover the poor weaver, pushing air out of her lungs as it inexorably continues to advance, so it is only with a loud squish and Hornet's eyes widening comically that we are informed the fluke's girth has found its mark. The flukemunga continues its advance, wriggling its little limbs to advance more, Hornet grunting in discomfort and pain as she's penetrated deeper and deeper. Then, with a last colossal effort from its nubby limbs, the Flukemunga jumps forwards one more time, and we can see Hornet's eyes roll up in her head as a bulge travels up her throat only for the tip of the fat bastard's cock to emerge from her mouth, impaling her ass to mouth, the tip dribbling precum on the ground. The flukemunga wiggles, making his cocksheath thrash around his cock as she retches, and then begins to slide again, Hornet disappearing entirely underneath his bulk as it begins to slide around its tunnel once more, rearing up a bit sometimes to reveal Hornet's gurgling and moaning form, nothing more then a onahole for the fat fluke.

Flukemarm 

Defeated by the fluke's broodmother, Hornet's last mask is broken exposing her to the truth. This was by far the most attractive bug she's ever faced, the numerous birthing holes, the massive bulk, this was truly the baddest milf in all of Hallownest! (Well apart from her step-mom but that would be weird, or so she tells herself) She couldn't resist the alluring temptation anymore, she had to have sex with it! She disrobes in a flash, and throws herself at the closest of its holes, making out with the thick lips surrounding it. Gods she was so wet! She had to have more, grinding against its fatty flesh wouldn't be enough.

The Flukemarm's hole before her widens as if it could read her mind, and she giggles dumbly as she begins to push in, sliding first her mask, then her whole body into the inviting fleshy orifice, the camera cutting to the inside of the Flukemarm to follow her. She was so warm, so slimy and comfortable, sliding forwards as flesh closes around her limbs and…wait what was she doing? The adrenaline cuts through the Flukemarm's pheromones, and she looks around in a panic, realising what she just did as the Flukemarm's many mouths? Vaginas? open in a victorious gurgle letting enough light enter her insides to show off a multitude of other bugs trapped in fleshy walls, bellies big and pregnant with baby flukes, tentacle like organs affixed to their pussies and mouths as the terrible parasitic truth of the Flukemarm's nature dawns on our poor weaver's mind. She struggles and screams, trying to remove her limbs from their flesh prison, but to no avail as tentacles begin to emerge around her, and we leave the scene as she's getting penetrated, her moans soon covered by the great mother of all flukes gurgles of delight for having added another breeder to her collection. 

Dung Defender

Ogrim would never, how dare you?!

Tuk's rotten deals

If you attempt repeatedly to buy eggs from Tuk without being able to afford it, the large panda-like bug will get progressively more annoyed, until it snatches Hornet in a flash and stuffs her into its big bag. 

We then cut to Tuk holding a bound Hornet around the waist and forcing her to sit atop a bluggsac, the weird anemone creature slowly being squished into her ass. “Mngh, here greedy-one, keep it warm and it'll offer you many eggs” declares Tuk, “all for your greedy bottom”. Hornet moans and wriggles around, but she isn't able to escape, and with a mighty plop, her stomach is inflated as the bluggsac is squeezed enough for the first rancid egg to be pressed into her guts. And another, then another, Hornet screaming in confused ecstasy, until Tuk removes her forcefully of the emptied bluggsac, leaving the weaver's ass gaping wide after the mistreatment it just survived. Tuk, undeterred, flips Hornet over and pushes her whole hand inside the blown out rectum, making her moan in confusion as the larger bug begins the extraction of her fees.

Generic zone game over

Incapacitated by the unforgiving environment of the royal waterways, Hornet lays beaten up on the wet ground, slowly drifting into unconsciousness as the screen fades out, when we see the fluke hermit hesitantly getting closer to her body, and beginning to drag her away before the screen turns entirely black. 

We cut to the hermit's room, drapes and junk gathered littering the place and a number of fluke larvae covering the ground. Hornet, thoroughly bound, hangs from the ceiling, slowly blinking as she comes back to consciousness. Realising she's been caught, she begins to wriggle and kick furiously, calling out angrily, but only ends up exhausting herself, and after a few minutes of futile struggle, she gives up, slowly swinging from the creaking rope. 

Then, from the crack in the wall enters the fluke hermit, seemingly excited: “Gla gla…little sisters alone…gla … pale face… new mother?… gla gla… must try…” before gathering a few of the larvae and approaching the bound spider. Hornet, noticing her intentions, restarts her escape attempts with a renewed fervour, but the hermit simply tosses the sticky little worms at her, and most of them manage to cling to her form despite her flailing. Once on her, they begin to slowly crawl around as she tires herself out, and it only takes a few moments for some to find their way up her legs, looking for a moist warm place to continue their growth. Hornet screams in horror, but with her hands bound she can't resist as they disappear under her red cloak, and she's soon whimpering in disgust as the worms find a new home in her holes, squeezing themselves in one by one. We cut one last time to a time in the future where Hornet is laying on the ground, eyes dull with muted pleasure and belly bulging and wriggling with fluke larvae, being pet gently by the hermit as she calls her a good mommy, before fading out for good.

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Infected Myla

Hornet was worried when she didn’t hear Myla sing anymore, the sweet little stuttering bug had been a bright spot in her journey through Hallownest, and she hoped she was ok. She crossed a corner, finally spotting her form lit by the luminescent crystals she was usually mining, and sighed in relief as she closed in on her, putting a hand on her shoulder in greeting, only to be immediately grabbed by the smaller bug and her lips captured in a kiss immediately.

Surprised, she attempts to remove her hands from her as she attempts to move away, but Myla holds onto her with surprising strength, eyes closed as her tongue attempts to enter her mouth. Hornet feels heat flush through her body, confusion and arousal mixing in her expression until Myla’s eyes open and she sees the orange of radiance infection clearly, making her realise with horror the little bug is no more.

She manages to push her away, wiping the infected drool away from her lips, but the damage has been done, panting as her pussy begins to weep rivers of juices down her thighs. She seems to be fighting to not touch herself, but Myla will not let her go so easily, and uses her distraction to push her against the glowing crystals, her sweet little voice resonating in her ears. “C-can you hear the singing too? It’s b-b-beautiful isn’t it?” And indeed, in Hornet’s weakened mind, she can hear the crystal hum a strange melody. She attempts to push away again, but the singing is so…so… beautiful.

With each moment, her struggles seem more futile, more… Wait, what was she thinking about again? And while Hornet is losing herself, Myla pushes her over the edge, kneeling behind her and pushing her head underneath her red robe to begin to munch on her ass. Assaulted on two fronts, the poor weaver’s mind begins to break, the crystals humming in her mind and Myla humming in her crotch, and she collapses in orgasm after just a few moments. And, in her last moments of consciousness, the little voice raises once more as the screen fades to black: “Don’t worry, lovely red lady, I’ll t-t-take good c-care of you”

Husk Miner

The ferocious pickaxe attacks of a husk miner manage to shatter Hornet’s last mask, leaving her splayed on the ground, holding her head as she suffers from a very explainable migraine. But the miner will not wait for her to recover, and uses his pickaxe to hook into her cloak, ripping it away from her. She cries in alarm and attempts to cover herself, but he uses his tool to hook her legs, making her fall on her back, and immediately jumps at her prone form, dick already exiting his shell. Weakened as she is, she can’t stop as he aligns himself with her slit, orange infected cock battering at her entry a few times until he manages to enter her, its grunting and her screams mingling. It trusts fast and hard, its balls slapping against her ass as he stretches her again and again. She whimpers and moans, her mind slowly warped from pleasure and radiance infected fluids, her noises going crescendo until they reach an apex, eyes crossing as she cums, and a slight orange spark lights in them as we fade out.

When we fade back into the scene, we can see a naked Hornet mining crystals mindlessly amongst other miners, radiant seed dripping from her cunt. A miner, wiping the sweat from his brow, takes a break by moving behind her, folding her forwards and trusting into her as she moans and writhes until he cums in her, before they go back to mining.

Shardmite

The shardmite’s crystalline spikes shred through the last of her masks, making Hornet fall to the ground, ass up and head down, stunned. The crawling bug, seeing the weaver so defeated, drops from its wall right upon her, and slowly, almost unbothered, begins to munch on her cloak. She is stripped in a few minutes, only weakly moaning in remaining pain.

The shardmite, its hunger satisfied, seems to just notice the weaver, waking another kind of hunger, and it climbs on her ass. For a second, she seems safe as the little bug doesn’t seem to have anything to penetrate her with, but then in a flash, a crystalline dick the size of her arm shoots out of its crotch and into her ass, stretching it to its limit! The pain rips her out of her dazed state, eyes wide and mouth open in a silent cry, but just as fast as it enters her, it sheets back into the shardmite, leaving her ass gaping wide.

Not for long unfortunately for her, as it springs out again. And in. And out and in and in and out it goes, switching from belly bulging penetration to a gaping blown out asshole in a heartbeat as Hornet begins to foam at the mouth from overstimulation, mind utterly broken from the extreme penetration. Minutes pile up, until with a last penetration, Hornet’s belly bulges even more, luminous cum visibly flowing through the crystal dick as it fills her up, before crawling down off her and up its usual wall again, leaving her still orgasming form laying there, cratered anus dripping cum upon the ground. 

Crystal Crawler

Hornet’s last mask blasted away in a flash of concentrated light from one of the crystal covered bugs, her cloak disintegrating and flaking off of her shell, leaving her bare. The crystal crawler, noticing its ray has claimed a new victim, stops and we can see its orange eyes under its cover move towards her. It shifts around, and the crystals reorient themselves on its body to let out a spiralling, dazzling light that is reflected in the weaver’s dark eyes. She stares at it, seemingly enraptured by the pretty colours, and wavering words begin to appear on the screen; “enter the light”, “OBEY”, “embrace our love”, and finally when the words turn to “approach and SUBMIT”, we see her begin to crawl over towards the crawler, at first slowly but then speeding up as she gets closer.

She stands before it for a second, but with another few spirals of spiralling lights, she presents herself to it, kneeling away from it, putting her face against the ground and her hands grabbing her asscheeks to present her holes to the diminutive bug, who wastes no time in mounting her. She flushes, tongue lolling out as the words return with the dazzling lights: “only in obedience do you take pleasure”, “only in service do you find meaning”, “OBEY”, and soon she is smiling an empty smile as she repeats the words, only slightly interrupted by the moans as the crawler pounds into her, orgasming as the screen turns black.

It fades back in, showing the crystal crawler continuing to patrol its usual route, but it is not so little anymore as there are now two shapes hidden underneath the crystal cover, and two pairs of eyes shining underneath the glassy material, as the crawler now uses Hornet as its new mount, comfortably sheathed inside of her, her legs and arms still free and tits dragging against the ground as she crawls around mindlessly.

Crystal Hunter

The annoying flyer stayed resolutely out of reach as it bombarded Hornet with its explosive projectiles, whittling down her defences. She attempts to jump once more, swinging her needle at it in a desperate attempt to kill it, but is rewarded by a crystal to the mask, expanding to encompass all her upper body, freezing her in a spiky bubble of crystal shards with her lower half dangling down from it helplessly. Masks spent and arms utterly paralyzed, she is absolutely defenceless as the crystal hunter flutters down towards her.

It grabs onto her still exposed legs, holding on tightly as she attempts to kick it away, and we can see an ovipositor emerge from its abdomen. Finally finding a good purchase on her, it jabs forward with it until it enters her delicate folds, and we see her legs go rigid. It immediately begins to breed her, eggs sliding visibly down the ovipositor and into her pussy, eager to fill her womb with its brood. Her upper body, still covered  in crystal, leaves only her legs to express her feelings as they go from kicking to weakly struggling, to twitching and spasming as she orgasms while getting filled to the brim. And just in time, as the crystals holding her captive begin to shake and shatter, and the hunter flutters away, on its guard.

Yet as the bubble breaks and Hornet falls down to the ground, it quickly realises it’s prey won’t be fighting back anymore, as her eyes are rolled back all the way up in her head, and her hands do not grab to her needle but instead go to rub at her bulging belly freshly filled with eggs, and it flutters down towards her again as the screen fades out. 

Glimback

Cornered by one of the overly large packbugs used by the crystal peak miners, Hornet’s mask gets shattered, rendering her unconscious and leaving her on the ground, sniffed curiously by the large bug that carelessly ran her over. When the screen fades back in, we can see her fluttering eyelids open, confused, before they open wide in realisation as we zoom out to reveal she has been strapped to a wooden beam, with a bite-gag in her mouth. She attempts to look around, but her restraints do not allow much movement, and she is left to futilely struggle in what seems to be a stable of some sorts.

Suddenly, the stall doors behind her open, and a miner enters, leading in one of the large glimbacks, and carrying a bucket. It comes to stand next to the bound Hornet, putting the bucket on the ground, and casually slaps her ass making her make muffled noises of indignation. The mining bug, chuckling to itself, gets its claws into the bucket, revealing it contains an oily substance that it slathers over its whole arm, generously splashing some on the weavers ass and spreading it around to make it nice and shiny before reaching between her legs and beginning to roughly finger her pussy. The weaver bucks and moans, but the leather straps keep her restrained tightly and she is forced to let the miner spread her inner walls. Then suddenly, with a pop and a muffled cry, the whole of the arm sinks into her pussy, as the miner fists her with its oiled up claw. Hornet is helplessly shaking her head in pain or pleasure, only she knows, but it does not take long before her tormentor removes it arm from her now thoroughly oiled hole.

She sighs in relief as the miner moves away from her, but her rest is short-lived as it comes back now, leading the glimback towards her prone form and pushing it to mount her. It is only when she feels the massive head of its cock that her eyes widen in the realization that the bug’s fisting was only an appetizer! 

She screams into her bit-gag as the large beast pushes into her with a cock that would stretch out a bug thrice her size, her cervix yielding immediately and her womb stretched beyond what any pregnancy could hope to achieve. The glimback, enjoying the tightness of the unfortunate weaver, begins to move inside her, his weight squishing down upon her and making each of the trusts hit like a ram. With mind-breaking penetration after mind-breaking penetration, the weaver is brought closer and closer towards the edge, eyes squinting in discomfort and drool dribbling out around her gag, until the glimback stiffens and fills up her belly with its cum, making her eyes roll back into her head as she cums herself silly.

The miner comes back to lead its beast away, leaving Hornet gushing cum out onto her breeding mount in a quickly growing puddle. She rests her head against it for a second, trying to catch her breath, until the miner returns, leading in a fresh glimback, as the scene fades out.

Crystallized Husk

After getting her last masks and her robes seared off by the concentrated beam from the crystallized husk’s weapon, Hornet is left vulnerable, kneeling exhausted on the ground while gazing hatefully at the approaching foe. It raises its crystal arm towards her, and she closes her eyes, preparing to meet her end, but it does not come, and she opens her eyes, confused, only to stare directly into the spiral of light now emanating from its weapon instead of the previous beam. Immediately, her pupils seem captured by the light, reflecting the spiral as it burrows into her mind, wavering words demanding obedience and submission spiralling on the edges of the screen.

Her face grows slack, mouth falling open with a slight rope of drool hanging from it, and her hands drifting towards her pussy as she idly begins rubbing herself underneath her cloak. The husk closes in on her, waving its crystalized arm above her head as she follows it with her eyes, amused by her compliance, before it uses its free arm to spread a glistening pussy, presenting it to Hornet. The now thoroughly tranced weaver shuffles forward on her knees, tongue out flat on her chin as she buries her face into the husk’s crotch, and just begins very messily eating out her new mistress, eyes still fixed upon the crystal arm and its spirals.

Crystal Guardian

Defeated by the rude bug that didn’t want to share his bench with anyone, Hornet is thrown against the wall and left leaning against it, trying to recover. But the guardian has no intentions to let her do so, and using the same kind of hypnotic dazzling lights we have seen before, begins to work on breaking down her mind. With no masks left to protect her sense of self, the spirals are quick to fill her eyes, and the screen slowly fills with spirals until nothing else is visible.

When the screen returns to normal, the crystal guardian is back to sitting, but no longer is it seated on the bench, instead, it rests on Hornet’s back as she stands on all fours, eyes still spiraling and an empty smile as she seems enchanted with her new role as a chair for her betters.

Enraged Guardian

Defeated by the furious attacks of the enraged Guardian, Hornet has barely landed on the ground when the husk is already on her, shaking her and smashing her against the ground while screaming at her in its fury. She screams and whines in pain, but it is relentless as it rips her dress from her, shredding it.

She attempts to kick at it, but it just grabs her by the waist and turns her on her belly, pressing her cheek into the ground as it sits on her back, twisting her arms behind her. Her struggles seem to awaken something in it, and its genital slit opens to reveal a growing, radiance-addled cock. It lines itself up with her ass, making her cry in alarm as she feels its throbbing head press against her tight backdoor, and with one mighty trust of its hips, forces the struggling weaver wide open around its girth! She screams and attempts to wriggle out of its grip, but the enraged guardian will have none of it and repeatedly pounds into her, pressing her head against the ground.

It continues its hate-fuck of the one who dared disturb its slumber and defeated her once, as it alternates between slapping her ass until it shines red and choking her to stop her screams and moans for a few moments, all while never relenting in its penetration, hips blurry with how fast he’s going. Finally, with a simultaneous scream, he cums, Hornet letting out a choked gurgle as it pulls on her horns like if they were reins, pulling her head back and showing her bloated midsection as it inflates, before he slumps down atop her, squishing her beneath him, and the screen slowly turns black, before a dazzling spiral appears on the screen.

The screen fades back in on the crystal guardian, sitting on his trusty bench, seemingly sleeping again, but now with the addition of Hornet between his legs, eyes full of lights as she suckles on his shaft and moves down to lick at his ballsack, nuzzling it lovingly before moving back to its shaft.

Generic zone game over

Fallen to the many traps and sharp edges of the caverns, Hornet is left lying down, breathing heavily with the screen slowly wavering as the crystal song enters her mind until she blacks out.

The screen turns back on, and we can see her slowly crawling on the ground, until coming across a large cluster of the pink hued crystals, which she just embraces with open arms, the wavering covering the screen in pink hues once more.

The screen fades in one last time, showing Hornet is now caught in the growing crystals, eyes addled by the orange hue of the radiance as she is stuck within the semi-translucent material. The top of her horns and her ass are still sticking out. A few miners are busy working around her, until one takes a break as it puts down its pickaxe, moving behind the crystalized weaver while getting its dick out for a little quicky, and judging by the tally marks and leaking holes, it certainly isn't the first.

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Entombed Husk

Moving through the catacombs of the resting grounds, Hornet wasn’t expecting the mummified remains of an ancient bug to suddenly charge at her, its massive bulk shattering her last two masks. The terrifying undead bug immediately climbs atop of her prone body, its single visible eye shining its bright orange light upon her face as her horrified screams meet the mummy’s desiccated throaty noises. 

Filled with the radiance fury, the entombed husk rips away her cloak in one single swipe, exposing her sleek black body and causing its large orange cock to exit its genital slit, threatening her vulnerable pussy. She manages to put her feet against its shell, attempting to push it away with all her might, but with a slap to the face and the push of its vastly superior weight, this just results in her knees getting pushed up to her shoulders as it penetrates her in one stroke, strangling her screams in her throat as his cock pushes out most of the air from her lungs from below as it bulges her belly.

Folded in two with her belly hitting against her tits with each thrust of the entombed husk’s hips, she can barely whimper and wheeze in pain from getting her pussy stretched to its absolute limits as it has its way with her. Her feet slip from its belly and get pushed up to her head as she is ruthlessly fucked, head getting fuzzy from the excessive informations flooding its every synapses and the lack of oxygen, and her eyes go half lidded with exhaustion as she begins drooling upon herself. 

The heavy breathing of the husk suddenly comes to a stop, and its movements accelerate before suddenly stopping, and the cock-shaped protrusion in Hornet’s body suddenly bloats into a pregnant roundness until radiant seed begins erupting around her still stuffed pussy. It stays atop of her for a few moments, breaths mingling, Hornet closing her eyes and turning her head away to escape its unwavering gaze.

With a loud slorp, it extracts its softening cock from her as it moves back into darkness, leaving Hornet alone as she takes a minute to gain back her breath. With colossal effort, she manages to turn over, getting on all fours, and slowly crawling towards her dropped blade. She’s almost got her hand on it, just a little further, but suddenly it comes scurrying out again, grabbing her ankle and dragging her screaming into the darkness, the scene fading out as muffled wet slapping noises and groans emanate from the dark.

Attack the Seer

If Hornet attempts repeatedly to attack the Seer, they will end up defending themselves by flapping their wings, emanating a luminous power right into her face, making her cough and stutter for a second as the screen goes wobbly. The Seer seems to grow gigantic and monstrous, with long jagged legs and great wings that quickly alter between psychedelic patterns as they now tower over her. The moth’s abdomen curves down toward her form, and a mess of tentacle-like cocks erupt from its tip in a flurry of movement, moving around like each of them has its own mind. Hornet attempts to stab them with her needle, but one of them shoots out to wrap around it and up to her arm, ripping it away from her after a short struggle, while the others shoot out for her body. Ensnared in a half dozen long prehensile dicks, she is quickly overwhelmed as they snake around her body, squeezing around her limbs and breasts, seeking her warm holes.

The first one to find its goal sneaks its pointed tip inside her ass, making the red maiden cry out in anger, but the scream is soon silenced into a gurgle as another one surges into her mouth. Two others fight over the entrance to her pussy, until they enter her simultaneously with a wet squelch, her eyes opening wide but unable to scream as her throat is currently hosting an unwanted visitor. The last two immobilise her arms, forcing their tips against her palms as she’s forced to give them handjobs. Now completely airtight, the poor weaver is taken roughly against her will, moaning and groaning as she’s getting her every hole rearranged.

We cut suddenly to a very similar scene, of Hornet laying on her back, legs spread and up in the air, mouth wide open as she gags on nothing and jacking off invisible cocks as she is currently tripping balls while the Seer looks upon her unbothered before the scene fades.  

Kill Revek’s wards with over 500 dream essence.

Defeated soundly by the incredibly fast ghost after Hornet made the poor choice of using the dramnail against one of the dreamghosts in the spirit glade, she’s left unarmed and laying on the ground as the victorious ghost hovers over her. He unsheathes his sword in a fluid movement, and dashes towards her, blade cutting through her in a mighty slash that shreds her cloak in two, yet to her shock she seems to be unharmed below, dumbfounded as she touches her torso where a cut should be seen.

But then, Revek snaps, a single, dry sound echoing against the glade’s walls, but immediately making Hornet grow rigid. She begins to scream, hands moving fast around her chest and belly, back arching and twisting as she writes around on the ground, until suddenly, ghosts begin to shoot out of her pussy in a stream, flying out up into the air one after the other as Hornet is shaken by what seems to be an unending orgasm. The spirit glade begins to overfill as the dream essence of hundreds of bugs exits the poor weaver through her lowest chakra, her screams turning silent as there is no more air to be expelled from her wide open mouth, eyes rolled all the way back into her head as she vibrates in pleasure on the ground.

Finally, the stream of ghosts slows down, until the last one, a little grasshopper looking dude, extracts itself from between her drenched thighs, leaving the poor weaver laying on the ground, brain so fried by pleasure that she’s barely capable of more than drooling and breathing.

Destroy too many white flowers

If Hornet destroys 5 fragile flowers in less than ten minutes, the Grey Mourner’s sadness will go from sadness to anger: “Ulll Waaaaii! Che's sacred, precious, one of its kind flower. Ruined. Again. And again. Such suffering for che'. Such carelessness from you. Che' thought you could not fail more than you already did. Ai. Che’s will now extract payment from you for the reckless squandering of che’s precious gifts.” she wails, before in a flurry of her hair and cloak, she’s upon Hornet, the screen turning dark.

When the scene fades back, we can see the Grey Mourner, slowly walking around as she’s admiring her plants where new flowers are seen blooming on the vines. She moves to the side of the grey mansion, her flowing hair following to reveal her new flower pot, where a familiar, rounded ass can be seen sticking out, the vines seemingly coming out of it, watered by a freshly fingered, dripping pussy.

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Shadow Creeper

The mute little creeper collides with Hornet, its sharp edged body sapping away at her energy and breaking her last mask, making her fall on her butt with a small “oof”. She's left unable to recover in time as it crawls under her cloak, bumping into her nethers. Hornet looks down, confusion visible in her eyes, but as she prepares to move out of the way, the plated bug explodes into a flurry of void that surrounds them! It regresses as fast as it erupted, revealing that where once was one shadow creeper, there are now two, one with suspicious looking horns atop its head, as they go back to crawling around mindlessly as her shredded red cloak flitters away in the windy tunnels.

Lesser Mawlek

Defeated by the lesser mawlek's sweeping strikes or radiance filled spit, Hornet is left prone upon the cold ground as the skittering monster moves towards her, its teeth filled maw dribbling with contaminated liquid and the large orange eyes casting a glow on her pale mask as she attempts to crawl away from it. But the beast will not let this rare prey escape so easily, and it dashes atop her form, angling its mouth towards her face and latching onto her mouth with its own, though the size of it covers most of her mask. Immediately, it gets to work spitting its juices into the poor weaver directly, forcing her to either swallow or drown as she gets spit basted by the monstrous denizen of the ancient basin. More and more gets poured into her, until her belly gets a slight glowing lump, and the mawlek detaches from her face, leaving her to cough out globs of orange goo. The pernicious effect of the radiance filled saliva begins to affect her immediately, heat radiating through her core as her eyes begin to glow with a faint orange. She lets out a long, stuttering moan, as her hands begin to roam underneath her cloak, until even the friction of the silken garment becomes too much to bear and she removes it frantically under the mawlek’s malevolent glowing eyes. Hornet, now horny beyond measure, has begun to frenetically finger both her pussy and ass, thoughts swept from her mind by a flood of hormones pulsing pleasantly through her gushing nethers. The lesser mawlek, satisfied with the state of its prey, comes to grab Hornet around the waist, carrying her off into the darkness while she continues to go off on her lower holes, ready to partake in god knows what kind of reproduction with the now more than willing weaver.

Mawlurk

Succumbing to the rain of acidic projectiles of the mawlurk, Hornet is left a smoking unconscious shape, holes slowly eating away at her sizzling cloak. The mawlurk’s many glowing eyes seem to focus on her prone form, and it begins to retch and contract as it extrudes a longue, hollowed out appendage, descending slowly but decisively towards her. She attempts to crawl away, but her strength fails her before she gets out of its range, slumping down upon her prone form and beginning to drag her towards the bloated shape of the mawlurk, getting lifted into the air as she’s pulled into its toothy maw.

As she disappears from view, we cut to a view of the inside of the large beast, where she’s dipped into what’s basically a cauldron of orange infected goo, screaming out bubbles as it begins to seep into her shell. But her trashing is too little and too late, as the radiance takes control of her needs and pleasure rakes into her brain obliterating any other thoughts. Memories of past lovers and simple pleasures of her old life fade in face with the insurmountable heat that grips her loins, and her mouth gurgles out its last bubbles of air as she has brain frying after brain frying orgasm. We slowly zoom out, seeing the weird blob of teeth, eyes and spikes that became her unwitting cocoon, leaving her to her oh so pleasurable hell as the scene fades to dark.

Broken Vessel

Being locked into deadly combat with the radiance puppeted corpse of her long lost half-sibling wasn’t quite what Hornet was expecting when she entered the ancient basin, but yet here she was, and the bastard was strong! She ends up bested by the onslaught of attacks and the summoned infected balloons, needle defeated by nail as it clatters to the floor and she falls upon her knees, last mask broken. The broken vessel slowly walks next to her, its blank, infected eyes unreadable, before in a spin, it hits her behind the head with the pommel of its nail with great violence, making Hornet pass out from the choc as her mask cracks, a chip even flying out of it. It then summons an infected balloon once more, who slowly floats down towards her before latching onto the crack. 

In a scream addled by the radiance, Hornet opens her eyes again, the same orange tint in them as her lost sibling. She slowly gets to her feet, holding onto her skull, only to get kicked into the back of the knees by the Broken Vessel to force her back to her knees, the possessed creature immediately making their respective positions clear as a long, dark cock emerges from amongst its tattered robes to drape over her face. Hornet, already possessed, doesn’t offer any opposition as she begins to nuzzle the cock, eyes unblinking, long tongue slipping out to slobber on her half-sibling’s ballsack as she accepts her new role in life. She lovingly lavishes kisses and licks up the cock, getting it wet and ready, before turning away from him and putting her head against the ground, hands reaching back to spread her holes for him to pick, and the scene slowly fades out as it enters her.

We fade back into the same room, the Broken Vessel fighting arduously against Quirrel who ably dodges his strikes, but slightly blurry in the background, there is the silhouette of the infected weaver sitting on her ass leaning against the wall, infectious balloon still latched on her head, glowing eyes casting diffuse light upon her pregnant belly and the trickle of white coming out between her spread legs.

Generic zone game over

Hornet, losing her last mask to the many spike pits of the Ancient Basin, manages with great effort to extract herself out of it, and crumbles in a heap onto the ground as she tries to recover. Yet there will be no rest for her, as out of a crack in between walls, a little lightseed pops out, and slowly gets closer. She attempts to swipe at it with her needle, but her strike lacks any weight or strength beside it and it just jumps out of reach. Still, it seems to have kept it at a distance, but for how long?

Evidently, not long enough, as more and more begin to gather at the edges, and she gets up on trembling legs, waving her blade around to keep them away from her. Yet with unsure footing and exhaustion setting in, she takes too big of a swipe and trips as her momentum destabilises her. Immediately, the lightseeds swarm her like a swarm of hungry guppies, attempting to find a weakness in her shell to enter her, to spread the corruption. And while she’s keeping some away from her mouth, others seem more successful in-between her legs, as first one, then two manage to squeeze themselves into her pussy with a wet squish. She attempts to hold them back, but they’re too slippery and single minded now that they found a weakness, and they swarm her with renewed ardour, plopping in one after another as she begins to flush and pant with each additional one that manages to slip past her hands and into her quickly moistening canal.

Ater barely a dozen, she’s driven to the first of what promises to be many screaming orgasms as her hands give up their ineffectual protection to instead rub her quickly inflating belly as it swells to a pregnant glowing bulge. More and more enter her, until she looks like she’s about to pop-out triplets, head thrown back as she lets out whimpers and orgasmic screams, who slowly change pitch until you can hear the roar of the radiance in them as her eyes begin to glow an infected orange.

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Violent Husk

Hornet just returned from the deep dark below where she’d slain her lost kin, but the crossroads were…different. The infection seems to have gotten worse, infected tendrils carrying bloated orange growths that blocked out some of the old ways, forcing her to find a new way to her bench. Low on mask, she moved towards a nearby husk to gain some soul from its withered shell, secure in her skills and BOOM! The husk charged her with such sudden speed despite her nail eviscerating it as it closed in, and erupted into a massive explosion, shattering her masks, the blast ripping off her cloak and throwing her against the roof before she slumps back down to the ground, unconscious as the screen turns to black. 

Light, diffuse and orange tinted, Hornet comes back to her only to stretch as she’s stuffed airtight by a trio of violent husks, pulsating growths on their back illuminating her form as they are balls deep in her. Her muffled noises turn from confused to angry, but amidst the husks groans and the wet slap of penetration. Hornet, too weak to fight back, can’t do anything but take it as she’s gangbanged violently, her body rocking back and forth between their forceful thrusts as they extract unwanted pleasure from her nethers and choked moans from her throat. 

They are speeding up, sending juices and saliva flying with the violent rhythm of their hips and making her scream, in pain or in orgasmic bliss, no one could tell, until the husks grow stiff trembling and wide eyed, the growth on their backs pulsate and violently contract. Hornet muffled sounds change to wet gurgles, as she is filled with literal gallons of forcefully ejected infected seed, her shell bloating like a balloon, belly inflated to absurd proportions making her look like just another of the infected growths that blocked her path before, only her twitching limbs and a bit of her mask left as witnesses of her once slender shape.

Slobbering Husk

The slobbering husk infected projectiles manage to knock off Hornet’s last mask, the weaver left to clutch her head in pain as the Radiance screams into her mind, attempting to resist her pernicious influence. The slobbering husk is not one to be left out of the fun tho, and closes in on her with leaping bounds, grabbing at the hem of her cloak and pulling her into a wet kiss! Hornet, surprised, attempts to push the husk away from her as its tongue tries to tangle with hers, but it is relentless, the voice of the Radiance growing louder with each mouthful of spit exchanged, and suddenly, with a retch, it begins to vomit more of the infected liquid directly into her mouth!

Hornet cheeks balloon out and orange tinted liquids spill out wildly around her mouth, but we can hear her choke and gurgle as she’s forced to swallow or drown, arms going from hitting weakly at the husk to limply hanging down as she’s pulled into a full lean back kiss in its arms. With a slight cough, their lips separate, still linked by some strings of saliva, and the husk leaves her to fall back onto the ground. With a slight radiant bulge in her belly, the voices in her head grow to dominate all else and heat flushes through her shell like a burning wave, forcing her fingers to caress, and slap, and pinch at her black shell, before she looks up, into the slippery pussy held out invitingly by the slobbering husk as it dribbles its now oh so appetizing saliva upon its shell. Slowly, unwillingly, her tongue exits her mouth, and seems to be forcing her towards the spread lips of the husk’s cunt, until, with a sigh of relief, she buries her mask between the bug’s legs. She nuzzles and licks frantically, consumed by heat and her desire for more sweet radiant nectar, forcing the husk into an orgasm after barely a minute as its legs give out, and Hornet follows it onto the ground as she refuses to be separated from the entrancing liquid. She’s suddenly pulled around by the slobbering husk, who, true to its name, pulls her into a sixty-nine, and the scene fades as they form a sapphic circle that might last for a very long time.

Furious Vengefly

Vengeflies were always an aggressive annoyance, but Hornet almost missed them when she had to fight their infected, empowered variants. Especially after this one managed to bite through her last mask, and was currently choking her with its large mandibles despite her desperate attempt to keep them from her neck with the last of her strength. 

But while her hands were busy keeping it from sliding through her throat, its abdomen curves over and a large ovipositor emerges from it with a drawn out slurping sound, moving with determination to jab in between Hornet’s legs. The slimy member pushed against her hole, its pointed tip finding purchase between her lips, and slowly but relentlessly, pushes into her. She groans, then moans, then is breathless as all air gets pushed out of her, belly showing off the shape of the ovipositor lodged all the way into her womb. 

With her throat pinched halfway shut and her lungs getting punched from below, Hornet has to put all her effort into breathing, but her efforts are failing even before a new threat presents itself, as from the abdomen, luminous eggs begin to travel down the ovipositor and knocking at the entrance of her cunt. Too large to fit in, the eggs begin to back up along the ovipositor, frustrating the vengefly who begins to trust back and forth into the weaver with fury, making her emit gurgled screams, until, with a squeaky squelching sound, the walls of her pussy are battered into submission and the eggs are squirted through her clenching depths and into her womb, her belly jiggling and inflating, illuminated from inside by the glowing radiant eggs. The vengefly, satisfied, rips its ovipositor out with no regard for its prey's comfort, liquids dribbling out of her gaping hole, before flying with her off screen, wanting to find a nice place for its new incubator.

 Volatile Gruzzer

Even gruzzers became a tangible danger in those new, infected crossroads, as Hornet discovers when the radiant liquids seeping from their shell suddenly land atop her, gooping her up. Disgusted, she attempts to wipe it off, but the liquid has already done its work, as her body suddenly feels like it is on fire, with searing pleasure coursing through her pussy and nipples asking, no, demanding her immediate attention. She struggles, trying to resist, but it is too much for her mind to bear much longer and she relents, frantically removing her cloak whose silken touch makes her nethers drip to replace it with the rougher touch of her claws as she begins frantically masturbating, hands switching from kneading her breasts to pinching her erect nipples, before going down to frig her clit and explore her dripping pussy with fast, needy touches and a complete lack of delicacy. 

She needs more! MORE! As she writhes on the ground, the hard rock scraping against her shell exquisitely. And suddenly, the heat begins to escalate as her breasts visibly swell, until with a scream, jets of silky white milk erupt from her nipples! This immediately catches the attention of the still hovering gruzzer, guided by its hunger, and he flies down atop her, his little trunk latching onto her breast and slurping out the soul rich white liquid with delight. Unfortunately, it also means the dripping liquids from its shell continue to drip onto the weaver, sealing her fate as her eyes roll into the back of her head, locked into unending orgasm as even the touch of air upon her shell feels like heaven. The gruzzer, filled up with milk, flies off peacefully, leaving behind her twitching body, condemned to everlasting pleasure.

Brooding Mawlek

Defeated by the hulking beast of the crossroads, Hornet lies on the ground, defeated by the barrage of projectiles and sharp claws of the monster. Believing her end is near, she curls into a ball, lamenting her fate but too weakened to be able to do anything about it, when she's surprised to be picked up instead of slashed to pieces. 

The mawlek, keeping her close in its clawed arms, jumps away, before landing right next to a nest filled with large white ovoid shapes: eggs! Horney has no time to think about why she's been brought here before being shoved into the nest, before the mawlek sits atop her and the rest of the eggs, smothering her under its ass. It slowly downs on her, her mask, white and long, has made this brooding mawlek believe she might be one of its eggs! Now trapped underneath the beast, she is forced to sit in the dark, inhaling the pheromones coming from its nethers, who slowly begin to smell mighty appetizing to the confused weaver. Realising what's happening, she attempts to crawl out, but every time she's pushed back under by the brooding mawlek, the beast too stupid or instinct driven to understand the situation. And each time, she's rubbed and pushed back under the pheromone laden cloaca whose smell begins to stir within her strange heat and appetites. 

Her moves become weaker, her eyes half-lidded and she begins to pant, and when the mawlek adjusts itself on its eggs, the brush of its lower lips against her mask break the last of her resistance and she turns around to embrace the heat of the beast's behind, greeting it with her tongue as she begins slurping at the moist crevices her face is pressed into, greedily taking more and more pheromones into her. We slowly zoom out to show the nesting mawlek, sitting on its nest, seemingly content as muffled, soft licking noises can be heard underneath its rough breathing. 

Full charm+ overcharmed interaction with Salubra:

If Hornet interracts with Salubra while having all charms and being overcharmed, she begins getting even more excited than usual, complimenting Hornet multiple times in each sentence, and a new item will appear in her shop: “Salubra’s very special blessing”, costing only a hundred geo.

If Hornet buys it, we get a cutscene of Salubra going in for a kiss, but unlike the usual blessing, she goes in with the tongue this time and spends quite a bit of time making out with Hornet. From then on, any time the Daughter of Hallownest sits at a bench without full soul, she’ll get stuck on there as a ghostly version of Salubra will appear next to her, but this one with large breasts flopping around as she presses Hornet’s head to her bosom, feeding her milk from her perky nipples until she’s filled with soul.

Bounce on the filled Grubfather too often

Hornet, angered by the Grubfather having seemingly devoured its brood, fails to realise that he is actually incubating his young safely as she bounces on him, slashing at his inflated belly repeatedly. Thankfully, grubs get extremely tough skin while carrying their young, but the repeated pressure of her jumps begin to get uncomfortable and the Grubfather’s belly begins to shake and grumble until the screen turns black and a wet exploding sound is heard, followed by apologetic Hornet noises, who quickly turn to Hornet protesting noises who then turn to screams and moans.

The screen fades back in, and the Grubfather has decreased to around half his previous size, but he is now joined in his duties by the unfortunate weaver, lying on her back halfway crushed by her own belly, eyes unfocused and tongue lolling out as her pussy is still gaping from the grubs entering their new incubator, the content Grubfather chuckling now joined by her tired moans.

Generic zone defeat:

Should Hornet get defeated by environmental damage within the infected crossroads, she’ll slowly crawl out amongst the blobs of infected matter growing amongst the infected crossroads, before crumbling down, unconscious and we are left to observe as the radiant vines begin to grow towards her, sneaking in under her cloak and out of view.  We hear creaking, strange noises, her body twitching, then with a roar, her eyes open, bright orange, and she slowly gets back to her feet, her silhouette hunched unnaturally and head twitching.

We then cut to a later time, in another section of the crossroads, where we can see Hornet, more beast then bug, her back now covered in infectious growths while her breasts have ballooned out and drip orange liquid, crawling around on all fours scavenging for food or looking for a mate, mindlessly joining the rank and files of the creatures infesting these tunnels. 

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Give Elderbug the fragile flower and idle on bench

Should Hornet give Elderbug a fragile flower and then sit idly on the bench, we’ll see the old bug shuffle in embarrassment and joy that this young pretty thing chose to offer him such a gift before sitting next to him. He’ll slowly get slower, until he sits next to her on the bench. He’ll just sit next to her for some time, chuckling to himself, until in a very obvious fake yawn, he’ll stretch out his arm around her shoulders. Any prompts from the player will interrupt this, but if left idle long enough, he’ll lean in for a kiss. Seeing that she doesn’t protest, Elderbug will then escalate to full-on making-out with her, his hands roaming around her cloaked body. The town elder exults to himself, he hasn't felt like this since he was a young man! And…oh…hello old friend, haven’t seen you like this for some time, as he greets a part of him that has laid dormant for a long time and now comes out to play as a quite large erection points under his cloak. 

He uses his arm to move Hornet’s claws to it, assuming she’s just playing coy as she remains idle without any prompts, and aids her giving an at best sloppy handjob, but on his long untouched cock, it still feels like heaven, and after teasing himself with her hands for a bit, he’ll suddenly takes her into his arms and shuffles towards one of the background houses, kicking the door open and disappearing into it. 

The lights go on, and backlit silhouettes on the windows show Hornet being placed onto all fours, and combined moans and the creaking of a bed swiftly follow as he takes her from behind. Ensue a series of scenes as Hornet gets taken all over the house, her silhouette visible through the window as she is pounded against the glass, tits squishing against it, being taken on the balcony as she’s bent over the railing, and clinging to elderbug’s back as he carryfucks her, the scenes repeating until with a prompt from the player, she’ll walk out on shaky legs, dripping out cum for the next minute. The scenes can be repeated anytime she’ll be sitting on the bench idle for more than a minute. 

Listen to all precepts of Zote two times in a row

Hornet, just finished with having listened to Zoat’s number of precepts when trying to ascertain why Bretta seemed infatuated with him now, has the curiosity of listening through all of them again to see if the pathetic bug at least remains consistent. Yet as those precepts are repeated to her, the screen begins to slowly blur as his words echo around the edges of the screen. Should she listen to all of them again, the player will lose control over her as the precepts are repeated again, and again, and again, and her posture slumps slightly for a time, before she seems to join Bretta in blushing and fawning over him.

When she’s full on giggling and fanning herself, Zote suddenly asks that while he wouldn’t unsheath life-ender, maybe the ladies would be interested in seeing his “life giver”, and the scene will fade to Bretta’s house where we’ll witness both bugs worshipping Zote’s very much average cock like it’s the greatest thing they have ever seen, alternating between his shaft and his quite saggy balls with loving licks and sucks while he sits there, grumbling as usual: “no no, take it deeper! More passion you useless sluts!”, before slapping Hornet’s mask quite ineffectively. He leads her onto the bed, where she’ll lean on Bretta who’ll spread her legs, hands in the crook of her knees as she invites the mighty Zote into the weaver’s nethers. 

Zote hops atop her and attempts to enter her ass. He seems to struggle against her tightness, but Hornet, noticing her precious master’s desire, will sneak down her hands to spread her cheeks while simultaneously using her legs to push him into her, throwing back her head in exaggerated pleasure when he finally does. Zote pounds into her lazily, slowly getting out of breath before requesting to instead ride him, Bretta caressing his body as Hornet bounces on his dick. She moans and writhes, hands roaming around her body while Bretta gets back down between Zoat’s legs to complement her efforts with licks and touches until with a mighty whimper he cums into the red maiden.

Zoat will then immediately go to sleep, sandwiched between Hornet and Bretta as they continue fawning over him, caressing his sleeping form, admiring his now limp cock as the scene slowly turns to black.

Attempting to cuck Cornifer after he returns home

Should Hornet have had her scenes with Iselda (see Dirtmouth 1) and attempt to instigate another sex scene once Cornifer has returned from his travels through Hollownest, Iselda will first push her away as she attempts to get at her plump abdomen. If repeated, she’ll seemingly relent and sit on her counter, spreading her legs and inviting Hornet to eat her out with but a smouldering gaze. Yet as the weaver buries her face into her moist pussy, she’ll suddenly find her neck caught between Iselda’s thighs, choking her as she struggles, hitting at the meaty trap while Iselda just chuckles, the trapped spider weakening until the screen fades to black.

When Hornet comes back to her senses, she's now very much naked and bound tightly, mouth gagged and hands attached to her feet, forcing her to arch out her back and present her plump backside to a leather clad Iselda sitting upon her counter, crossing her long legs: “well well little spider, I think you might have overstepped some boundaries now.” She says, jumping down from the counter and grabbing a whip from its surface. “Might have you to teach you a little lesson for trying to cuck my Corni right as he slept there”. The leather whip cuts through the air, hissing like an angry millipede, before biting into the weaver's shell, causing a loud slap and a muffled cry out of her bound form. “That's one! Mh.. I think nine more seem appropriate. Try not to cream on my floor” Slap! Slap! Slap! Hornet wails into her gag as her ass glows red from the assault! Slap! Slap! Slap! Yet traitorous liquid is now clearly gushing between her legs, showing a part of her at least seems to appreciate the attention. Slap! Slap! Slap! And with that, Iselda folds the whip slowly, putting it back upon the corner before kneeling next to the weaver's head, grabbing a horn to raise her face towards hers. “So my dear, have you learned your lesson yet?” Hornet, eyes welling with tears and drool pooling around her gag, attempts to nod frantically, and Iselda removes the ball from her mouth before embracing her, forcing her tongue into her throat and making out with her for a long  out kiss: “Apology accepted! But I'm not the only one who you should apologize to, little spider. CORNIFER! Get your ass in here!” 

And, entering the room from the back door, is Cornifer, dressed in what can only be described as a bug gimp suit. Iselda, pushing down Hornet's head against the floor again, leans forward and grabs both of the weaver's cheeks, spreading her pussy lewdly for her husband, before ordering him: “Get that big stud cock of yours in there Honey! Show that little piece of rapebait what she gets for trying to steal me from you!” The rotund bug looks hesitant, but a look at his wife's expression crushes any resistance he might have had, and from his leather underwear emerges a cock longer than even his proboscis, slapping it upon Hornet's backside and beginning to grind on her ass to quickly get himself to full hardness. And with a “BREED HER ALREADY!” from his wife, he aligns himself between the weaver's lower lips and sheets his cock into her ball deep, causing her eyes to go wide and a bulge to travel along her belly from the sheer size of the penetration. Iselda cradles Hornet's face, staring into her eyes, drinking in the pleasure contorting her traits as the tall bug's husband fucks the light out of her: “see my dear little morsel, why you couldn't easily replace my sweet Corni? Isn't his cock divine? Won't you thank me for sharing him with you? Actually, I think you should!” And with that, she pushes her head back between her thighs, and Hornet wastes no time kissing and slurping on her mistresses clit. This goes on for a few minutes, until Cornifer, his movements starting to go erratic, speaks for the first time since entering the room: “I can't hold out any longer dear, I think I'll… I will…” “Yes Corni darling! Fill her up! Make her take your children!” And with a sploosh, Hornet's belly tents one last time before beginning to balloon slightly, as white cum erupts around the seal of Cornifer's cock. 

They stay there all three , panting slightly, until Iselda raises Hornet's head from between her legs again: “If you think you're done my little slave, think again. I think I might keep you after all, if only so your little bastards can one day serve my children as well.”, and the scene fades into a montage of pictures showing Hornet's new life as a bondage slave to Iselda, cleaning the shop with a feather duster up her ass, being double teamed by Cornifer and a strap-on wearing Iselda, chained at the side of their marital bed and masturbating as the couple fucks on it, sitting pregnant on the floor as she eats Iselda out underneath the counter, holding Iselda's hand as she gives birth, nursing both her and Iselda's children while the tall bug fingers her from behind, and ends with her suspended in straps in the closet, door opening on a very erect Cornifer sneaking in a fuck while his mistress is busy.

Keep asking Sly for stuff after buying everything

If Hornet has bought off all Sly has to offer but keeps pestering him about new wares, he'll progressively get more annoyed until he asks Hornet that if she wants to give him geo so badly she can just do so. A prompt appears asking for a hundred geo. If answered with yes, Sly is surprised and asks more. Those demands raise up to 500 geo, and if paid, Sly will then get a devious air on his face and ask: “It seems unfair that someone as pathetic as you has so much geo. You should thank me for permitting you to give it to your betters”, making another prompt to thank him appear. 

If answered with yes, Sly will jump onto his counter and get close to Hornet: “give me all your remaining geo and I'll even let you thank me properly”, but this time the prompt demanding to give all remaining geo does not have an option to answer no. With a click, you seal Hornet's fate, as the geo empties into Sly's pockets, and the diminutive bug gets out a sizeable cock from under his cloak, slapping the weaver with it two times: “Well well my little paypig, seem you've earned yourself your reward. Suck.” And Hornet, dazed, seems to offer no resistance as she begins slurping on his cock, slowly at first, but a slap to her face makes her hurry up, burying her head into his crotch, tongue poking out to lick at the balls while she takes him deep into her throat, soft gags and wet slurps echoing through Sly's shop. 

After enjoying her velvety mouth for some time, he pushes her head back, strings of saliva connecting her mask to his crotch, cockslapping her another few times and making her land on her ass. He jumps down onto her, putting her cloak up over her face and making a knot to keep it there, before kicking her legs apart and sawing his erection between her pussy lips: “lets see what your money bought you my little slut!” And with that, he enters her, fucking her roughly and deeply, juices gushing from her cunt and onto the floor, balls slapping against her plump ass. Her legs get folded up by his surprising strength and pushed next to her robe covered face, a growing wet stain from her drool showing where her mouth is as he thrusts again and again into his paypig's nethers, until with a moan, he hilts into her, balls pulsing as he empties his balls at the gates of her orgasming womb. 

He then jumps back behind his counter, acting like nothing happened, letting Hornet slowly emerge back to consciousness and untangle herself, taking a wobbly legged walk of shame out of the store. This scene can then be repeated anytime you have over 1000 geo and interact with Sly, any less only provoking a mocking dismissal and a prompt to come back with more.

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Mossfly

A wrong jump had led Hornet to collide with one of those flying insects that seemed to have misunderstood the use of mimetism by spoiling their perfectly good bush disguise due to their flying. Unfortunately, they'd most likely be immune to her critics of their chosen lifestyle, just as to any other plea she might utter, and she can do little but try and crawl away from the bug as it slowly buzzes closer. The sight of an erect orange cock emerging underneath its belly makes her exclaim in alarm, but her call for help is interrupted as the mossfly simply lets itself fall, cock perfectly aimed at her momentarily open jaw. And with the scream becoming a gag, his little legs immediately latch onto her mask, holding on for dear life as Hornet claws at his body, only managing to rip out handfuls of leaves without gaining enough purchase to dislodge him.

She retches and gags, rolls around and kicks her feet in the air, but her resistance is useless, and with air quickly rarefying in her lungs, she's slowly forced to calm down. The mossfly, feeling her crumbling resistance, starts to give shallow thrusts of his hips, provoking more gagging as Hornet desperately claws at her throat, attempting to block him from entering and instead only making it a tighter fit for its cock as it enjoys itself thoroughly. It see-saws into her for another few minutes, relishing the softness of her mouth and the surrender of her throat until with a mighty squeak, it begins cumming into her, forcing her to swallow or drown. From the movements of Hornet's throat, she seems to have chosen the latter, but there is so much semen that even her slight hesitation might have cost her precious seconds of oxygen, and she slowly fades into unconsciousness, passing out until the mossfly takes to the air once more, dick leaving her mouth with a pop as she is left gurgling semen on the ground. 

Spiny Husk

Her last mask speared by one of the spiny husk's spikes, Hornet plucks the injuring object out of her shell with trembling claws, the aphrodisiac venom imbuing it already coursing through her blood and heating up her core. She throws the spine at the ground angrily, before reaching back to her needle, but with a whimper, her hand instead goes for her covered breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples under her cloak as they burn with heat. The husk looks at her, patiently waiting for the venom to do its work, as her breasts seem to balloon out and her moans get interspersed with giggles.

When she begins to strip and paw at herself, he finally seems satisfied, and a fleshy erection presents itself between his legs as he slowly approaches the masturbating red maiden. Once her eyes notice the cock, she immediately starts to pant and a blush creeps up her mask, and she begins to crawl toward the spiny husk on all four, lodging her mask into his ballsack and taking deep whiffs of its musk before turning around and raising her rump invitingly. The husk is not one to turn down the invitation, and in seconds it is balls-deep into her molten cunt, swaying its hips with slow and steady thrusts, hands gripping at her hips as she moans dumbly, head pressed into the foliage. The spiny husk looks upon her swaying ass thoughtfully, before reaching up a hand to remove one of its spines, jabbing it into her rear without slowing down his thrusts. Hornet yelps at the sudden prick, but her scream devolves into a drawn out moan as more venom begins to run through her veins, her ass visibly inflating from its effects as it gets slapped and massaged by the husk to accelerate the spread of the body altering toxins. In the end, it cums deep inside her, the white liquid trickling out of her as her brain cells pop and fizz in pleasure inside her head, before slowly walking off, leaving her giggling to herself and playing with their mixed fluids.

Mossy Vagabond

Hornet's fight with the big fluffy bugs took a turn for the worst as she lost her last mask in the fight, leaving her vulnerable. Encouraged by the prophet in the back spouting prayers about unifications under the radiance, the large bug begins to tear at her cloak, soon joined by its brethren as all three strip a weakly struggling Hornet quickly, before immobilizing her completely as two sit upon her arms and the third on her belly, crushing her under their heavy weight as she helplessly look upon the cocks slowly extending out of their mossy bulk, one peaking between her perky breasts and two more slapping down upon her mask, covering her eyes.

Surrounded by those musky pillars of man-meat, she is forced to breathe in their radiance infused musk as they grind against her velvety shell, trying to turn her head away from one cock only to be faced with another as she twists around. In the end, she relents and stops struggling, and the mossy vagabonds, sensing her surrender, begin to scoot around to get better access to her body: the large one on her belly slips down between her legs and begins slipping into her pussy, while the ones framing her face begin to take control of her hands and head, one first poking at- then slipping into her mouth, while the other wraps her fingers around his erection and encourages her to pump. Overwhelmed and heated up by their musk, she begins to slowly participate in her defilement, tongue slipping around a cockhead, slowly caressing the shaft in her hand, legs spreading to welcome a deeper penetration as the vagabond bottoms out within her. They trust and pump, rocking her lithe body around between their bulk, and it isn't long until a shuddering orgasm grips her, soon followed by the vagabonds removing their cocks from her holes and simultaneously jizzing all over her while they all join in chants about the light while her features are buried under ropes and ropes of cum.

The screen slowly fades to black, before the scene switches back to the mossy prophet preaching to the vagabonds, but he is now joined by a new devotee that is busy gargling on his balls while he calls out his sermon, her ass turned towards the camera clearly leaking sperm from all her holes.

Loodle

Hit in the face by one of the mossy jumping bugs, Hornet is thrown upon the ground as it jumps away from her, her needle clattering on the ground away from her. She's left dazed and weakened, and slowly tries to crawl towards it, ass sticking out from underneath her cloak all too tempting a target. The loodle, seeing her so exposed, calibrates its next jump perfectly, ovipositor extruding from amongst the mossy covering protecting his form, and with a hop, spears itself deep into the weaver's ass! Hornet, faceplanting from the shock of being so suddenly penetrated, screams in the grass and attempts to desperately grasp forward for her weapon. But a quick X-ray view reveals the loodle's cock base inflating into a large knot, securing his new mate to him as it jumps away once more, taking Hornet with it in an impressive jump, the constricting rectum forcing out the first of many eggs as it hops away off screen, dragging away the screaming, moaning weaver.

Mantis Petra

Defeated by the swinging scythes of the younger mantis flyer, her cloak ripped apart from its wind-blades while leaving her body bruised but not cut, she watches with apprehension as the mantis closes in on her but is too weak to fight back anymore. With a swoosh of its clawed arms, Hornet is captured like so many morsels prior, caught in a spiky trap of a limb that allows for no escape. Yet the Radiance has no intention of letting the daughter of her hated foe die devoured when she could be humiliated instead, and stirs another hunger deep within the mantis's mind. It begins to manipulate Hornet's body within its limbs, grabbing onto her legs and forcing her in a spread eagle position, exposing her delicate holes to its infected gaze. And with a flash of movements, its head darts forward, mandibles spread! But not to bite, but to savour, as the mantis begins licking and nibbling ravenously at Hornet's pussy, making the weaver whimper and moan in unwanted pleasure from the unstoppable stimulation, head turning here and fro as she's unable to do anything about her defilement. She weakly drums her fists on the mantis's mask, but she can't stop the slowly rising tide of pleasure, and with a particularly vicious tonguing, she cums. The petra removes its face from between her legs, covered in sticky juices and licking its jaw, before flying off with Hornet to find a calm place to enjoy its prey to the fullest extent.

Mantis Traitor

The hulking bug proved more than a challenge as Hornet quickly discovered, his wild slashes cutting through her last mask and leaving her vulnerable as he loomed over her, eyes full of disdain for those weaker than his enhanced form. He pushes Hornet onto her back with a kick, before kneeling over her face, radiance colored erection leaving his genital sheath and slapping onto her mask, forcing her to go cross eyed before this meaty pillar. The traitor doesn't force himself on her yet, happy to let his musk worm its way into her brain, igniting her list and overwriting her priorities, and we can see Hornet's initial panicked breathing slow down and deepening as she takes in those new and delightful smells, eyes half closed as shudders go through her. She wonders where a needy, whining sound comes from only to realise it is escaping her salivating mouth, tongue slowly peaking out as if to taste the musky air. The traitor looks down onto her with smugness, knowing she's fighting a losing battle with herself, but when she inevitably cracks and attempts to take his cock into her mouth, he…holds her back? With a click, a collar connecting to a chain is placed around her neck.

She grasps it, her foggy brain not quite catching up to her situation, but attempts to go back for his dick, only for him to yank her head away with the chain, forcing a choking sound out of her throat. She looks up at him, confused. Doesn't he want her? A clear command appears on screen. “Sit”. The option to answer no can be clicked, but will only result in a few more lungfuls of musk before the question is repeated, this time with the “no” being grey and faint, and the scene can be repeated until only the option to answer yes remains. The orders continue: “crawl”, “present”, “spread”, and to finish, as Hornet is on her knees, head against the ground and hands reaching back to spread her now gushing pussy, “BEG”. A babble of submissive words and moans spill irresistibly from her lips, pledging her submission to him if only he quenches this heat inside her with his sperm, and with a laugh, the mantis finally penetrates her. Hornet immediately screams and spasms in bliss, the poor weaver's senses overstimulated by cascading orgasms as the traitor's mighty cock stretches her sticky canal so nicely and painfully.

Her head gets wrenched back by the chain, choking her and adding oxygen deprivation to the list of her newly discovered kinks, hands slipping on the collar as she attempts to wrestle it for air while she gets pounded fast and hard. The traitor, her juices coating his crotch and thighs, is relentless and aggressive, but after a dozen of minutes even he has to break in front of her pulsating vice-grip of a pussy, milking him unconsciously as her orgasms have long fried her brain and left her nothing but a spasming moaning wreck, and he cums deep within her. They take a few moments to recover, the traitor mantis standing up first and using Hornet's leash to guide her head toward his crotch, using her face as a rag to clean himself. She begins to cooperate, licking and slurping, at first slowly, hesitantly and then with growing enthusiasm and devotion, until he's sparkling clean again and begins to walk off screen, followed closely by Hornet as she scrambles on all fours, leaving a trail of semen behind her as she eagerly follows her master and tamer.

Traitor Lord (with cloth)

Even with the help of the courageous cicada Cloth, Hornet proved no match to the radiance empowered Traitor Lord, who stands triumphantly over their prostrated forms, his head filled with the screaming voice of the Radiance listing all the wicked things he could do with those two prime cumrags as he picks them up and carries them off to his quarters. 

We fade back in on a scene in a mantis traitor camp, where an improvised throne made of wood and debris has been hastily erected, the Traitor Lord sitting on it in a mirrored form to his sisters back home. Chained to his throne by long chains, Hornet and Cloth, both naked but for Cloth's cowl, are currently wrestling for his entertainment. The cicada might be stronger but the weaver is more agile and faster, the pair evenly matched as mantises watch on cheering and jeering. In the end, Cloth's nerves betray her, and a hasty move causes her to end up with her neck squeezed between Hornet's thighs until she's forced to tap out. The Traitor Lord stands up from his throne, caressing Hornet's face with his deadly claw almost with affection before he tosses her a large strap-on made from some kind of bone. Hornet hesitates but a moment before she slips her legs through the straps and tightens it on her crotch, before pushing the defeated Cloth on all fours and starting to fuck her fat ass without mercy. Her Lord wouldn't have allowed it. Cloth cries and whimpers from the brutal treatment, but there are clear notes of submissive pleasure strewn amidst her screams. The Traitor Lord for his part moves behind Hornet, ready to deliver her reward for winning in a very predictable manner as his massive cock exits his genital sheath, tapping the weaver on her back so she can feel its heat. 

Hornet closes her eyes, accepting her fate as her Lord lines up with her pussy, maybe in resignation maybe in anticipation, who knows, but he thrusts into her all the same, forcing her strap-on all the way into Cloth and bulging her belly as he uses Hornet as an extension of his cock to fuck the warrior cicada with. Soon, both females are complete messes, Hornet's victory soon forgotten as her eyes roll up all the way to the back of her head, and the whimpering Cloth submitting to pleasure with a shamed whimper, and after a few minutes of frenzied mating, they begin to cum in unison, Hornet slumping on Cloth's back with a groan. Yet the traitor lord isn't finished, and he begins thrusting again, forcing exhausted moans out of his new sister-wives as the scene slowly fades. We end on a scene with the Traitor Lord back on his throne, his two captives cumbloated forms sitting at his feet, Hornet nuzzling into his crotch while keeping Cloth's head pushed between her legs as the cicada eats out her creampie.  

White Lady

If Hornet visits the White Lady injured and with no soul, she'll get a new dialog option: “My, Gendered Child, it pains me to see you in such a state. Will you allow me to remedy your plight?”. 

If the player accepts the Lady's help, the bandages on her chest will part and out will fall a pair of absolutely massive, heavy breasts as tall as she is with areolas the size of her face and thick nipples leaking milky-white soul. With a rumble, roots erupt from the ground, gently cupping Hornet and cradling her into the White lady's tits. Entirely encased in a cage of roots, her mouth is pushed onto a cock sized nipple, making her gag and immediately begins to chug down soul in heavy gulps. The soul reserves immediately begin to fill up, then her masks begin to regenerate. If the player begins to struggle then, Hornet will escape the roots and the Lady will apologize for getting carried away. But if the player just lets Hornet continue to drink, the screen begins to turn white at the edges as her belly begins to bloat, until the screen goes completely white. 

We fade back in to show Hornet, but her proportions now completely changed to those of a fertility goddess: thigh jiggling thighs, wide birthing hips, a rounded belly and enormous breasts forcing her cape up, wet patches showing off where her nipples are. The White Lady addresses her again: “My apologies Gendered Child, I think I've let too much of me into you. You might find yourself empowered in some ways, but you'll also suffer from my urges until it resorbs.” 

Hornet unlocks a temporary buff until her next death, where she'll gain five additional masks and doubles her soul reserve, but loses quite a bit of speed, and will have to keep a time dependent heat meter under control with masturbatory stops, as letting it fill up entirely will see her lose instantly to any damage as she gives into the urge to breed. 

Generic zone game over

If defeated by the environmental dangers of the Queen's Garden, Hornet will slowly drag herself out of danger, exhausted as the screen fades to black. When she comes back to herself, she's shocked to see herself trapped into white roots, tangling around her limbs and putting her into a quite exposed position, standing on one leg, the other raised up to her face, arms behind her back and needle held in roots just above her head, so close yet still out of reach. She twists and turns, but the growing trap does not budge

Ensues a series of scenes as the dwellers of the Garden enjoy her helpless body, first a mossfly fucking her mouth, flying off while she spits out cum angrily. Then a mantis traitor, who first tries to cut her out of the trap but his claws seem to have no hold onto the roots, before thoroughly pounding into her pussy, frustrated to be denied his private plaything. Then two petras double penetrated her. A loodle fucking her ass. The traitor returned for a second turn with her mouth this time. And each time, the roots encase her more, until all that's visible are her open mouth with her tongue lolling out and dripping pussy, while one root is now deep within her ass.