(Written by Mirvanna; Thank you to Dornam for editing)
Nudging a bubbling cauldron, Mirvanna gently sprinkled some turmeric into the bubbling mix. Or rather dumped generous handfuls onto the bubbling surface, leaving large patches of yellow on top. Shi had developed a massive fondness for the stuff. Shi’d always been extremely fond of dish ‘satay’ since uncovering a preserved bottle of the sauce while picking through ruins, and now having learned to make it with fresh ingredients… the smell was just mouthwatering. Shi watched the large pot bubble a moment more, before reaching again into hir small knapsack of spices. “Shoot… No pepper!” Shi shook the empty container despairingly, while far from an essential ingredient… shi was trying to master this. Letting out a low hanging sigh, shi pointed exasperatedly at the cauldron “Stop”. Suddenly the bubbling ceased, bubbles in mid-air even, as well as the flames mid flicker, frozen in time. Mirvanna lifted hirself, looking outwards from hir setup against a low cobblestone wall almost in nowhere, heavy mists surrounding it, save for a blue gem glowing softly in a brazier. More gems in braziers illuminated a path in either direction, seemingly keeping the fog at bay. But in reality, the gems kept the land in the fog, not the other way around.
Mirvanna was in a pocket dimension, a home built between the multiverse, kept only existent through the soul-gems. The magically nature of its existence giving hir immense control of the shape and form of the lands, such as to stop time around hir cooking pots. Slowly shi hoofed hir way towards the exit, trailing a paw through the fog as shi went on one side, giving hir little electrical tingles. It was getting cramped however… soon shi’d need more gems, but they were such a rarity. Each gem a carved unicorns horn, empowered with the dying moments of an intelligent beast, trapping its soul, but not it’s emotions or memories. It was a dark practice, not one shi’d yet personally performed… but still a tarnish of sorts on hir otherwise bubbly mind and personally that might get hir slapped with the term ‘necromancer’.
That and of course the animate skeleton walking past hir.
Mirvanna casually stepped out of the way, hir skeletons didn’t care much for obstacles. Glyphs imprinted on their bones controller their behavior very much akin to a programmed robot, with similar levels of folly. This one did the gardening, doing a simple routine of watering, picking unidentified plants to dispose of and looking for ripe produce to collect. Unfortunately, not yet pepper, which shi’d need to make space for. There were four skeletons in hir home, another yet to be programmed, standing motionless and staring out to the sky, a soul-gem crudely hammered into its forehead like the others to power it. Two more simply watched the gate, which Mirvanna walked up to now, ready to strike at anything not hir should they not quickly mention an ardent desire for blueberries. One could never be too careful with an interdimensional portal.
Burned out skyscrapers grasped at the sky like hungry claws, with equally hungry vines and plant life crawling up their walls. It’d been many, many, years since the war here. Mirvanna remembered it freshly, but it was unlikely anyone else around still did. Hir necromantic abilities had kept hir alive far beyond the average life of things, although it was atypical of hir kirin brethren, and there had to be some around since the fight… but Mirvanna didn’t want to be found, solitude had been the golden gift of defeat, shi’d deserted almost as soon as the war started.
It was a less familiar path the Chimera took today, singing softly a little lullaby about fish that slept within the stars like brilliant intergalactic seashells. The trees and vines grew thicker, and there were far less buildings here, mostly just wasps looking through the plentiful flowers. Occasionally they’d land on hir trying to sting, but with fur to rival a Pomeranian shi only had to shoo the ones that found their way around hir face. Presumably that was why this area was so untouched. Having left this place unexplored until now, shi knew there had to be good things here. And of course, the peppercorn tree shi’d seen from afar last time! Having almost forgot hir delicious satay awaited hir, Mirvanna picked up hir pace again, hooves clacking against the occasional stone and thudding in the earth. Not noticing a glass bottle, Mirvanna’s hoof suddenly shattered it as shi sprinted. With a yelp at the sting of glass, shi tumbled backwards through the bushes adjacent the path.
Expecting to meet resistance, Mirvanna tumbled backwards further than shi expected, down a steep incline of plants and sticks. Buzzing surrounded hir ears and shi knew shi had to be near those awful wasp nests again. Until, with a thump, hir head came down on something solid, blacking out from the world for a time.
~Part 2~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The buzzing… it was so loud! It felt like the wasps were in hir head. Mirvanna flicked hir ears and tried to push hirself upright. A wasp flew out of one of hir ears confirming some truth to that notion, however hir muscles… seemed to have other ideas, only able getting a slight squirm out of them. An odd feeling ran up Mirvanna’s shaft. Shaft?! Shi tried to spin around, hir eyes rolling wildly but hir muscles still not giving the desired movement. Shi was hard now of all times and out of the corner of hir eye… oh no…

Somehow, shi’d implanted hirself crotch first into one of the huge papery mounds the wasps built, rising up from the ground like model rocket ships. Shi hung precariously upon it, and within… shi felt hir hard length, and one of those long legged wasps running across it.
“Please don’t sting please don’t sting… yeowch!”

Hir wiggling seemed to have disturbed it, and shi felt that stinger plunge into hir knot, making it briefly red hot with mixed pain… and pleasure. Something strange was in these wasps venom. It stung again, making hir grimace, but it wasn’t as bad the second time. Legs started marching along hir length again, more of the wasps having joined the first, their thin antennae examining hir glans and urethra curiously. More stings, making hir yelp and squirm. But they were paralyzing hir as shi soon realized when hir cries became slurred, leaving hir drooling and unable to feel anything but hir painfully hard, repeatedly stung length. Something much larger than the wasp creatures started coaxing hir length, confusing hir as to what it could be, still unable to see anything in the hive. Pretty soon however, shi realized the creature was a much larger wasp, perhaps the queen? It walked up and down hir length, its backend oozing something slick and sticky, like honey.
It seemed quite interested in hir urethra however, it’s back legs wrapping tightly around hir glans. The mandibles bit hir shaft, injecting yet more chemicals into hir bloodstream. The tip of its abdomen suddenly struck hir urethra, a rippling tube plunging deeply inside.
It was too late to escape, too late to even move, and Mirvanna rolled hir eyes helplessly as shi tried to recall anything about these creatures’ origins or what their purpose was. Suddenly, with what little power shi had shi stiffened. Something was moving in hir.
Something akin to a thick slimy grub or caterpillar had been birthed directly into hir cock-tip, and was inching its way painfully slowly towards hir body. Hir nerves were on fire, it was too much sensation within all at once. Shi ground hir teeth, feeling it take its time as it worked deeper inside hir, another being ‘born’ inside hir cock-tip as it reached the midsection of hir penis. The slime they left stuck like honey, and as the first one finally reached hir body the sensation briefly disappeared.
That was until it reached hir prostate, the intense sensations would have had hir screeching if shi wasn’t paralyzed. It distracted hir from the birth of the next two grubs at least. Finally, the creature dropped down, landing inside hir augmented cum and egg capable container like testes. Shi felt it sink to the bottom, where it promptly bit on to the wall, like nearly everything else had bitten hir today. After ten tortuously slow journeys of the grubs moving down hir urethra, the larger wasp finally released hir, falling off hir shaft with a slow flutter and a satisfied buzz. The grubs in hir sac seemed to nurse from hir blood, rippling contently at the bottom.
Some of the smaller wasps crawled around hir tip now, one adventurously pushing its head within hir cock, immediately stinging the internal passage. This made hir cock… sort of rigid, hir urethra stretching and gaping open for the creature. More quickly followed, stinging and squirming deeper, propping hir open as they worked towards hir balls. Another of the larger wasps shoved its whole abdomen in, birthing yet more of the grub like creatures two inches deep into hir shaft. Then another of the larger wasps shoved itself in beside it, really stretching out Mirvanna’s poor abused, flared cock.
Mirvanna faded in and out of consciousness, the final feeling was that yet another wasp was nudging hir shaft, this one larger than even the grub bearers.
“This…this must be the queen?” shi dimly thought. It pushed its head into the tunnel that had been stretched for it, long legs pulling it towards Mirvanna’s humming balls. Slowly it edged its football sized abdomen into Mirvanna’s stretched urethra.
“OHH.. oh… it feels bigger than my balls!”
Mirvanna wouldn’t have been wrong, the queen’s abdomen was as large as one of hir watermelon sized testes on a good day. Hir urethra mostly closed up behind it, accepting the massive abdomen. Time passed… the process was slow… until finally, with a surge and a wet splash, shi felt it bulge out hir left nut twice the size of the other…

Later Mirvanna woke to the moon shining through the canopy, hir nuts once again of equal size. Rubbing hir paws over hir balls, shi felt movement in them. Slowly, shi pulled hirself up against a nearby tree. A low rumble echoed in the clearing, hir ‘guests’ not liking being turned over. Hir balls had been expanded grotesquely into twin hives, wasps occasionally flying from the urethra of hir permanently erect cock, fetching pollen to feed their caste within.

~Part 2~ 
Movement was slow, and having the creatures within hir was affecting Mirvanna's ability to do magic. Not that this was really surprising for hir, as hir magic basically worked by using hir bodily fluids as fuel... and with hir cum being eaten as soon as it was produced by some very active larvae, there were fewer bodily fluids shi could afford to burn up safely. Hir brand of magic wouldn't have been much use anyway however, as with soul-based casting it required a lot of targeting. A million little moving creatures, with souls little greater than plants was a lot of fine casting to target them, and would get hir stung a lot more in the process.

Mirvanna groaned, heaving hirself backwards up the hill. It was hard to move with hir balls so massive, every accidental knee bump sending the creatures into a frenzy. At the very least Mirvanna had a basic idea of the hive structure at this point. She clearly felt a queen in hir left testical, occupying almost all of it. It didn't move much, save to birth large eggs into the bottom of Mirvanna’s sack; these eggs rolled about until one of the wasps 'secured' them to hir flesh. These hatched out a smaller, sort of nursery drone which in turn birthed grubs that would later grow up into the workers and soldiers, while looking after the queen and their offspring. The workers? They were flying constantly from hir urethra, pushing upwards with wet shlurps, fetching pollen, small insects to eat and sometimes chewed bark, which was being used to make stiff comb in hir balls for honey.

The soldiers were bigger, although not as much so as the nursery drones or queen, following hir around in patrols and stinging hir repeatedly whenever shi threatened or dirsturbed the hive they had built in hir. Cheekily the wasps even came to hir breasts, stinging the teats until hir milk flowed freely for them to drink.

Mirvanna had nearly gotten back up to the roadside at this point, away from the majority of the hives shi'd fell amongst. However, shi was still without a plan to get rid of these creatures. A creature bellowed lowly to hir right and shi turned hir head, having slumped to the ground panting. It was a moose, or something that was mostly a bull moose in a similar state to hir. Hir eyes widened as she viewed it, the creature had insectile wings and those balls... they dragged behind and were as large as the 1500 pound creature! Chitin had formed along them, and they'd narrowed, starting to become like a wasps abdomen. It bellowed again, a low rumbling sound, moving towards hir with a definite interest. Even as a creature of slightly greater weight, Mirvanna edges backwards in slight fear of the feral animal, pulling some grass from beside hir and holding it up as a peace offering.

The moose however had little interest in the offering, instead lipping at hir wasp sting coated shaft. After everything that had happened, this carress felt divine, the soft lips delicately stroking hir shaft. Gold started to form at hir urethra, and the moose tongued it from hir length, greedy for more as for whatever reason the honey in hir balls came out in place of hir normal seed.

The bull wanted some reciprocation it seemed, as it stepped past Mirvanna, giving hir a chance to look at the moose cock. It protruded three feet between the creatures legs, how had shi not noticed! And... it almost resembled one of the papery wasp spires, except in flesh, with multiple urethras along it's red twisted cone shape. Still stunned from the sight, Mirvanna was hit in the face by the bulls balls as it stepped over hir and wasted no time in shoving it's weird shaft into hir own, angering some of the drones moving in and out of the cocks.

Their stings were nothing in comparison to the sensation however. Mirvanna howled pleasurably as the bull made hir its cow, shoving into hir flared cock fiercely and bellowing with every thrust. The oozing honey initially hindered the creatures thrusts, making its shaft drag painfully hot with friction every time until something else started to ooze through the creatures multitude of urethras. A slime of sorts started to gush from it into hir, making Mirvanna pause, still panting and grasping the mooses warm furry underside listening curiously. The bull was quite focused, definitely concentrating on the moments to come and then shi felt it. From each of the holes was a swarm of grubs, pouring from one sack to the other, all crawling over each other in a living mass. The moose’ wasp abdomen like ball sack clenching as it struggled to deliver as much as it could. A single convulsion had Mirvanna's balls swollen like a writhing taut pair of infested pumpkins.

With little thought to what shi was even doing at this point, Mirvanna clenched hir legs closed on the moose’ lengthy sack, forcing more into hir with the pleasure. The voice in hir mind telling hir this was wrong was all but drowned out by pleasure at the time. Hir sack could burst for how full it was of short legged wriggling and biting forms, each eager to find a spot it could feed itself off hir blood from within. Amongst the chaos, a second queen had even entered, its larger body and abdomen visible like a fat egg beneath hir skin. At least shi was even now, one in each ball.