“I can’t do it mommy, it’s useless,” Lotte complained like a scared little girl, though she was already old enough to start bearing kids of her own. “I don’t wanna die like daddy”
“Don’t let it eat me mom, Honey squealed, but her mother, with tears in her eyes, didn’t answer.

“It’s going to be alright girls… don’t panic” she tried to reassure them.

The Praying Mantis, on the other hand, took notice. It picked up one of its offspring and lilted over towards the hanging mature woman, approaching her big round ass.

“Noo…. Stay away from there, that isn’t for your… Not in my…. Oooooooooh”

The girls’ mother wriggled and squirmed as the Mantis did something nasty out of their sight.

“Mom, what’s going on?”
“Are you alright? What’s it doing to you Mom?”

But all the older woman did was writhe and shiver in her bondage, making lewd noises as her breasts bounced and swayed

“Oooh, Oooooh… Aaaaaawww….. Aiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee. Itssss… Insiiiiiideee Meeeeee…” ooooooh.”

A deep unspeakable dread descended over Honey as she listened to her mother’s whorish whimpering transform into true desperation and terror.

All her life, Honey had been told that her death was inevitable. Every girl died sometime, more often than not, screaming and squirming in the stomach of something further up the food chain. In scout school, they’d even had lighthearted bets on which students were going to be first to get eaten on their first field trip. Honey had even won a small kitty for picking Jackie Vornmare. The small busty dimwit hadn’t gone more than half an hour out of the Genkysou gates before she’d literally trodden on a Mother Maiden sunning itself in the loose sand at the edge of the forest. Once it had gotten hold of her, it was all over. Its spines sliced into her and pumped those pump melons of hers full of digestive acids right in front of the whole class. She’d begged for help right up til the moment it wrapped her head tight in its spiny embrace, but the class had been taught better than to let their emotions make them the second victim of the creature. But, in that moment, Honey had felt the exact same way she did now; A deep, hopeless sense of inevitability..

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