20 -Ā Fantasy/Magic AU | Non-Human Genitalia | Spit Roasting | Gagging
Raphaelle got a clipboard and a modification-chip handed to her: āGood luck!ā
She crinkled her nose at her colleague. They were medical professionals, āluckā had nothing to do with i-
-oh.
Oh.
Apparently, it was not a normal medical procedure.
ā¦ right. In some regions of the galaxy, āblue ballsā really were deadly. And she apparently was most compatible with the patient. Internal reproductive organs, body temperature between 305 and 315 Kelvin.
Well, fine, then.
Clicking the provided chip in, the modifications unfolded: long moth-like wingsā¦ and antennae. Long antennae.
Huh.
So be it, then.
The patient was not poisonous to her human body, and lacked any teeth or fangs to actually harm her. She herself had only minor negative influences on their system. Beats death, certainly.
After disinfecting herself one last time, she walked into the patientās room andā¦ found a buzzing, insect-like creature.
Her contact lens interpreted the expression on their foreign mimic as apologetic and in pain.
In a sense, it was a beautiful being ā colourful wings, fuzzy exterior, a very movable, long lower body, four of their ten limbs on the ground, four pairs openly moving in grabbing motions, the same long antennae on its foreheadā¦ Ā
They reached out, touching the ones on Raphaelleās head. They responded, slight electrical signals being exchanged. It send a tingling sensation down her spine.
And sent her attention to the patientās lower body.
Its endā¦ unfolded. A bulbous, dripping end emerging. Buzzing and clicking noises intensifying.
It was somewhat intimidating, in size and shape, also the two feeler-alike appendages at the end. They twitched towards her.
The antennae rubbing against one another rapidly decreased the fear. And Raphaelle moved towards the patient, moving her ass towards them, until an excited click happened and they jumped on her back, feelers continued to rub.
Closer to the base, it was much more intense and Raphaelle closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to keep in control.
Until two different appendages feel up her legs and she instinctively moves her hips backwards, giving way for these probing things to find h-
āHAH!ā
She was spread open and something slick and bulbous thrust seep inside of her, making her knees give in and make her collapse forward with the additional weight, forehead to the floor.
The buzzing sounds started again, this time close to her head, and made everything feel pleasantly buzzed, almost dreamlike.
The buzz echoed inside of her as well, buzzing and thrusting, shallow, it felt like it went deeper and deeper inside.
Raphaelle barely heard her own moan over the buzz, barely realised she spread the wings almost to the ground.
It moved until it found the right spot to buzz with higher frequency and simplyā¦ continue until Raphaelle came and they still did not stop and made her whole body tense and tingle and shudder with an intense feeling she could barely describe.
And then it stopped. And she completely relaxed, falling over almost completely limp.
Only that the patient fluttered. And was still connected to her. And now, one by one, spheres passed through their connection, the buzzing gone, only loud clicks remaining. Even her translator unable to make any sense of it. A feral sound.
After twelve of them . if she could count correctly, still, it was very hazy, they detachedā¦ and laid her down carefully, on her side, stoking over her belly with three arms.
The wings fluttering behind them. Until sleep came.
ā¦ being a doctor wasā¦ an adventure, sometimes.
