[ENF] The Ravenous Bug - Continued

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I am reposting this story I wrote a long time ago and added a few more chapters and I am going to finish this story.
The reason why I am reposting and not going back to the original thread is:
A. I have made a few corrections in the original chapters.
B. I used an old user-name that I don't have access to.

This is the very first ENF story I have written.
I would very much like to hear your thoughts, ideas and criticism.

I pretty much have all the chapters planned out and will finish and post them in the coming days.

Hope you enjoy this story

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The Ravenous Bug

Chapter 1 – The Birth

Somewhere in the middle of night, a phone rang, waking up a sleepy and now irritated beautiful woman.
“What now?” said to herself Lizzie, as she picked up the phone.
“I’ve done it! I’ve done it, Lizzie! It is ALIVE!” said her close friend Amy.
“Do I want it to be alive?” was Lizzie’s sarcastic answer.
“Just come here quick, Liz. Trust me, this time it is nothing short of awesome!”
“Fine, I am on my way”. “God… Another one of her crazy-ass experiments”, thought Lizzie. “I shouldn’t have agreed to come, that will just signal her I can be constantly bothered at 2 A.M…” But she came anyway. She just loves her friend too much.

And so Lizzie drove to Amy’s house, wandering what to expect from her weird friend. Amy was an independent inventor, dreaming of making a fortune from creating some kind of useful… thing… Many times, it ended in disaster. Yet optimistic to the core, Amy keeps trying. It’s not that she didn’t have the talent or scientific intelligence; it is just another case of being too creative for her own good.

Lizzie knew she was getting closer to Amy’s house, due to a weird smell that never left the area after one of her experiments exploded.
Lizzie entered the house using her copy of the key that Amy gave her. It was a most unusual looking house, filled with colorful fumes that occupied specific corners of the house, a constant bubbling noise and the eerie-yet-cute Blimpy (Amy’s cat that Lizzie was almost certain he could teleport, as he ended up in places impossible to reach).

“Amy, I’m here. Where are ya?” yelled Lizzie.
“Down here! In the basement!” was the reply.

The basement was so populated by colorful and noisy “things”, it took Lizzie a moment to find Amy between all her Work-In-Progress inventions.
“So what’s going to disappoint by this time, Amy?”
“THIS!” said Amy as she pointed towards a glass animal box.
Lizzie looked closer and saw a tiny moth.
“What twisted tortures have you put this little bugger through?” asked Lizzie.
“I managed to replace the enzymes in charge of this moth’s metabolism with MUCH more efficient ones. We are talking about millions of times faster conversion of food to energy! Do you realize what this MEANS”
“No.” said a confused Lizzie. “I never do. Why don’t we jump ahead and get to the part where you explain it so simple minded fellows like me could unde…”
“Watch!” Amy cut her mid talk as she pulled out a red sock. She made sure the insect wasn’t near the opening of the cage, when she quickly opened it, threw the sock inside and closed it as fast as she could.
Lizzie gasped as she saw the whole sock being devoured by the tiny insect in less than a second, as it moved at unbelievable speed. If she wasn’t aware of the bug’s presence, she might have thought the sock dematerialized on its own!
“Sweet mother of all that is good and pure… It’s a fricking super moth!”
“Exactly!” said Amy with the biggest smile her face could handle. “The only weakness it has is its huge appetite. It is capable of eating almost constantly as it burns the food VERY quickly, and weakens in energy faster than the regular moths.”

“This is all very impressive Amy. I mean it. But except having it save little lady-moths from sinister villain-moths, I don’t see how this super-moth is gonna be useful for anything.” said Lizzie with a skeptical voice.

“Ah but this is only the beginning, my dear friend. Imagine we could manipulate human enzymes the same way! We could create supermen! Or help people lose extra fat by temporarily enhancing their metabolism! And who knows, maybe this ravenous bug could be a new source of energy! Like Flubber! A horde of these, fed with simple clothes could lift cars into the AIR!” said Amy with the most uncontainable excitement.
“Holy!... But for stuff like that you have to learn how to control it. You can’t train a bug like a dog”. Said Lizzie, sensing her friend already has an answer for that (as she always does).
“On the contrary, Liz, you can associate a certain smell to the bug’s food source. The bug will sense a specific smell we give him and he will be drawn to it expecting food. That way we can control it’s destination.”
“Like a moth to a flame, haha!” laughed Lizzie at her own wittiness.
“They did the same thing with bees and explosive compounds for security. The bees get drawn to bags if they contain some kind of bomb. I have already experimented with a specific pheromone and it works- the bug is drawn to it!” said Amy in a victorious manner.
“What pheromone did you use?” inquired Lizzie.
“Well, ummmm, pretty much the only one I have constant supply of. The human female pheromone. Mine, to be exact.”
“It is drawn to you?”
“To all women, actually. When he smells a woman he will come expecting food.”
“Not very useful, Em.”
“Well, it’s not like I have unlimited resources. I use what I got…”
“Not blaming ya. Splendid work. For a change I am not disappointed.”

Their conversation was cut when they heard a muffled meow.
“Blimpy! He must have gotten himself stuck inside my closet again! Don’t know how he enters it in the first place… I lock it all the time… ever since that experiment on him…
I’ll be right back Liz.”

Amy took her key out of the pocket and opened the closet. Out came rushing little frightened Blimpy. “You silly animal…” it was then that Amy was startled as she heard a loud scream coming from the basement.
“Oh no! Was Lizzie eaten alive by my predatory plant?” thought Amy.
“AMY GET DOWN HERE NOW!” said Lizzie hystericaly.

Amy rushed to the basement. There she found Lizzie almost crying.
“I am so sorry, Amy. I just wanted to try and feed it myself, just to see it again cause it was so amazing. I didn’t mean it to happen.” Said Lizzie. “The moment I opened the cage it flew out. I thought we might still catch it when I called you but if flew into the ventilation.”
Amy was trying to listen but was a bit distracted. Lizzie noticed her friend’s shocked face. “God, I just ruined her most promising experiment, she must be in shock or something.” thought to herself Lizzie. “Please Amy, say something…”
“Whoahh… will you look at that…” was the response.
This confused Lizzie. And then she felt it. The lack of weight on her body, he coolness of the air, the lightness… “AAHHH!!! What the HELL?!?! WHY AM I NAKED!!??!” shrieked Lizzie as she looked down to see her magnificent hooters and pussy in full view of Amy. Lizzie immediately ducked behind a table nearby to hide herself from Amy.
“Aren’t you cute, hihihihi.” giggled Amy at her red-faced friend. “But this is no time for laughter. This is nothing short of a disaster. This being could do unspeakable damage. We must catch it at once, before it claims more victims like you.” said Amy in a worried voice unlike her. “Oh no…” She continued.
“What is it, Em?” asked Lizzie.
“What if it were to… mate? It could pass its super powers and create a new super moth species… This is a danger on a biblical scale. I must think of a way to track it down, and FAST!”
“Could you give me some clothes first?” she couldn’t stand being naked and exposed for one more second.
“Wha..? Oh, hihi… sure thing.” And there went Amy to get some of her clothes for her nude friend. However, she returned empty handed. “It seems the bug went through my entire house… I can’t find a single piece of clothing!”



To be continued…

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Chapter 2 – The First Victim

“Don’t you have a blanket or towel? Come on, ANYTHING! And dammit, stop looking!” cried Lizzie at Amy’s wandering eyes.
“Lizzie, the bug left nothing. Even my oh-so beautiful rug…” answered Amy. “Listen, you stay here while I go track the bug down. I have to catch it before it does anymore damage.”
“Am I just to stay here naked in your house? Can’t you at least give me your underwear? No one will notice your lack of bra and panties under your brown pants and gray T-shirt.” Suggested Lizzie “Well, maybe the bra…”
“Liz, I am hunting down a bug that eats clothes! I could easily become the hunted myself. I am going to wear as much clothes as I can. I don’t want only one layer between my skin and the world.” Amy said, to which Lizzie responded with a miserable little whimper. “What if someone comes in to the house?” she asked, almost crying.
“Don’t worry, I am not expecting anyone. The door will be locked, and if someone knocks, just don’t answer.” reassured her Amy.
“But wha…” began Lizzie. “Enough Lizzie! We are wasting time! I have to go NOW! As we speak it is probably searching for more food!”

Meanwhile, outside Amy’s house, red-headed eye-candy Margaret had just parked her car near the neighboring home, while reviewing in her head her night out - “Man, was that a splendid evening. Joshua is such a nice guy. And he loves me so much. He will do anything for me… I think I’ll send him a thank you message to his cell phone.” As she exited her car, she pulled out her cell phone. She noticed it was extremely low on battery. “Goddamn this stupid phone. This battery is worth shit. Better send the message quick.” She typed the message while walking towards her front door. She should have concentrated on her walking as one of her high-heels shoes got momentarily stuck on a sewer hole and she almost fell. “Phew! Almost…”

She got to her front door and her hand went to take the key out of her back pocket. However, there was no pocket. “What the hell?!” she was completely stupefied. All she felt were torn remnants in her backside. Her ass and cute pink panties were completely showing through a HUGE hole in her fancy jeans. “How could I have done that?” Margaret asked herself as she waved to move away a small butterfly in her face. She felt quite vulnerable, but it was almost 3 A.M. and she could easily stick to a wall, so she knew her dignity was relatively safe. However, she now must find her keys so she can escape.

“It must have ripped somewhere in the car, so the keys must be there”. Margaret carefully made her way back to the car, while scanning the ground for her keys and covering her tush with her hands. At least she still had her car-keys from the front pockets. Except, again she was wrong – her hand only felt soft and tender skin. “Great Scott! WHERE ARE MY PANTS!!!” she screamed and immediately regretted it. However, quick to react as she is, she jumped behind some bushes, right as she saw some of her neighbors look out their window to find out what’s wrong.


“Oh god, please don’t let this happen… please don’t let this happen… please…” she kept mumbling to herself like a mad person. She had no idea what was happening but was determined more than ever to find her keys. She peeked to see if any faces watched through the windows. When she saw that it was clear, she snuck slowly towards her car and peeked into it to locate the keys.

Little did she know that 2 curious eyes were indeed upon her. “Is that… Margaret? Oh hell, this is too good to be true.”

They weren’t in the car, she concluded. “Great, that means they are out here somewhere. I must have missed them on my first go.” calmed herself Margaret. And so Margaret retraced her steps again, but this time it was quite nerve wrecking. “Omygod, any moment someone might see me… I look ridicules with my knickers out shoving my face into the ground in the middle of the night… And they all know me… Come on dammit, where are you?” Still no luck. And then it struck her as she slowly turned her head towards the sewer hole. “Please, don’t…” wished Margaret. “Yep, just my luck.” She saw after close inspection of the hole. “There is no way I can get them now.”

She returned to the bushes, defeated. But this time she had some company. Not a person, but a small butterfly that landed on her arm. “Nope, that’s no butterfly, it’s a moth. You are kinda pretty though.” Margaret loved all animals, and inspecting this insect’s physical form has helped to distract her from her absurd situation. But what was about to happen was to be far more absurd than anything that happened so far. Without any warning, the moth had begun to devour her shirt with incredible speed! “Wooohaaa !!” yelped Margaret. She jumped and waved her hands all around like a monkey, hoping it will fly away. She flailed around and around and after about a minute of humorous dancing, she stopped to breathe a little. Only now she saw small remnants of her shirt on the ground. It is a shame she didn’t wear any bra underneath it, her DD sized boobs now feeling the cool air of the night making her nipples erect. Margaret eyes were beginning to tear. She couldn’t absorb the constant misfortune.

She saw the moth calmly fly near her. “YOU! You did this to me you freak. What the hell are you?” said Margaret in tremendous anger. And then the moth bolted towards her panties. Margaret, half expecting this dreaded moment ran for her modesty at surprising speed, waving around her hands like crazy. However, it didn’t help against this mighty power. She soon felt the breeze on her completely shaven pussy.

And Eddie made sure to zoom in on that hairless beauty. The camera was recording everything. He caught her silly dance before, her running around, and now he caught her most intimate spot on tape. He then went all the way down to her perfect feet, slowly going upwards again, taking in the view. Up to her slender belly with the cute piercing on it’s button, all the way to the most luscious hooters he has ever seen, then to her beautiful neck and then to her furious face. “OH SHIT!” she saw him! And so Eddie bolted back to his house. He had a treasure in his hands and he wasn’t going to risk it.

“Damn, that bastard got away… If only I could see who it was… I wonder how much did he catch on that camera?...” the thought of her nakedness on someone tape, for him to do as he pleases made her sick and humiliated. However, lady luck has finally smiled upon her. “My phone!” she said as she spotted it near her car. She quickly picked it up and returned to the bushes. As she made her way, she couldn’t help but notice her brunette neighbor, Amy, coming out of her house, holding a butterfly-net. “Why that wh*r*, she made that thing!” realized Margaret. “Of course, I should have expected that after all the horrible things she did to me.”


Amy did nothing of evil to Margaret, at least not on purpose. However, to be Amy’s neighbor is to expect the unexpected. At the very sight of Amy, Margaret recalled one of the worst incidents, something she prefers not to remember given the option:

It was a sunny day, and Margaret was at her house. She was enjoying a well deserved day off, when the urge came to her again. She didn’t have a boyfriend, like Joshua, at the time and used to relieve “stress” by herself in the privacy of her bedroom. And so, she giggled to herself and went there with eagerness. She closed all the windows; made sure the door was locked (just in case) and snuggled inside her large bed. She began by massaging her breasts passionately with one hand while taking off her pants and knickers with the other. Then came the fantasies with her eyes closed. In her head a big hunk was going down on her with a talented tongue. She fingered the pleasure zoned in ever increasing speed, trying to absorb herself in her fantasy. This time she could almost feel the tongue where she wanted it most. She didn’t even need her fingers anymore. She could vividly feel it there. She almost finally had her full orgasm, something she wished for disappointing months, when she opened her eyes, only to see a real pussy licking her pussy!

When Amy heard the scream all the way to her down to her basement she only thought to herself – “Blimpy! What have you done this time?”



Back in present time, Margaret quietly said to herself. “Oh, I’m gonna get her this time. She have crossed all lines that could possibly exist...”


YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE

Joshua picked up his cell phone. “This better be good…” he said to himself.

*From “My Sweet Margaret”:

URGENT. NO BATTERY. COME NOW! BRING CLOTHES.


To Be Continued…

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Chapter 3 – When Predators Converge on the Trap

Amy ran out to the neighborhood as soon as she heard a woman scream, wielding her butterfly-net and battle ready. “She shouldn’t be too far.” thought Amy. “Where are you? I am here to help!” she shouted to the night. But the response wasn’t appreciative – “Lady, SHUTUP! We are trying to SLEEP here!”, “Yeah, some of us have to WORK you know!” yelled back at her some of the neighbors.

“She is waking up the whole neighborhood! She wants me to get caught! Oh, aren’t you a cunning little b*tch…” said to herself Margaret when she heard all the shouting. “Oh Amy, Just wait ‘till Joshua gets here…”

Amy was now quickly calculating her next move. “Well at least all the noise increased the chances that the neighbors closed their windows now. That should lock out the moth. But in which direction did it go? Think, dammit, think!” No idea came to her head. “Well think harder!... If I were a ravenous moth, I would constantly look for food… I would be attracted to women who are sexually mature enough to produce their pheromones… I would home-in on them with my sense of smell…Ahha! Then I must think of the biggest concentration of women in the vicinity! That’s where it must be headed! Let’s see, there is Debra… Margaret… Jones’ wife what-is-her-name… nope, Eddie’s girlfriend left him and moved out… but there’s dumb-blonde Jenny and her roommate, mean-ol’ Ashley! That’s the house with the largest number of women!” Now that Amy has her destination she wasted no time and began her rush towards the house, not noticing the poor red-headed nude woman behind the near bushes.

Meanwhile, Eddie was having the moment of his life, reviewing over and over again the footage he took of Margaret. Before this video, he never knew he was able to cum multiple times within such a short time span. It was of the finest quality, he could zoom in and out or initiate slow-motion. His favorite parts were the dance and the frantic running, boy did her enormous jugs jiggled. During the serenity after his “eruptions”, Eddie would check to see how many views the video has gotten on the internet. “Only 50 so far. Well it was only uploaded half an hour ago…” Eddie was especially sinister, adding Margaret’s personal information with the video. That’s her full name, address, phone number, work place. He decided to make it appear as if a different person posted that info than the one who posted the video, just to throw off any attempt to track down the source. The other guy supposedly recognized her from Facebook… He knew that video would be famous not only because of Margaret’s nigh unmatched beauty, but because of the strange phenomena it captured – a bizarre insect capable of tearing clothes in an instant. He knew his camera was state of the art, capable of filming in such high resolutions, that nothing can be faked in its video without being detected. “Oh, 74 views… keep watching it people, hehe…”

“Well, it’s absolutely locked and sealed.” Amy concluded upon inspection of every window and possible opening in Jenny and Ashley’s house. “Makes sense, its mosquito hunting time now. All windows are shut. Well, except mine… The smell keeps them out… This means, that chances are anyone inside a house is safe. And that makes me the only accessible food source. Great, it shall come to me then, which will grant me the opportunity to capture it!” assured herself Amy. “I see no way how this could possible fail…” she said in the most sarcastic tone, knowing she is against a worthy adversary. “Let’s hope I don’t end up like poor Lizzie.” She giggled to herself as she remembered the embarrassing sight which was now clearly burned in her memory. “That should teach her to be more careful…”

“Woah! 1355 views already! Not bad, but I could do better. Time to post it on more websites.” said to himself Eddie. After all uploads were complete, a thought generated inside the man’s head “I saw Margaret had lost her house keys, and she wouldn’t have gotten into her car, no cover incase someone comes peeking… she must still be out there. I might get myself some more shots! Nothing to risk now, everything I captured already is on the internet.” Eddie, prepared to leave again, this time with a ski mask (it is getting brighter out there…”). He closed his computer whose monitor had alerted him that there were now 2134 views…

Amy remained very still and very focused. It’s amazing what primal will-power one has while connecting to the hunt mindset. Any second now, the bug could strike. She must not blink. While it is getting brighter, it is still relatively dark. The worse time to hunt a small creature. She must not let her mind drift. But time has passed, without any incident. Minutes have turned to hours. This can’t be right. Why hasn’t it attacked her? Does it know? “Nah, that’s just a small and stupid insect” Dismissed Amy the idea of intelligence. “It probably wandered to far away and can’t pick up my scent. I have to somehow help it, before morning when women start leaving their homes… But how? How can I increase the concentration of my pheromones?... Of course! By being sexually aroused! Duh! Silly me…” She now knew what she had to do. She picked a well hidden spot for her next… “move”…

“As expected, she changed her hiding spot.” muttered masked Eddie as he searched for the naked Margaret. He searched all over the neighborhood, sneaking around to avoid her detecting him. Little did he know that Margaret was hiding near his house, the last place he’ll look for her. Margaret didn’t do this on purpose. She didn’t know who filmed her earlier. But thought they, whoever “they” were, wouldn’t expect her to hide near the house of a known neighborhood pervert. “If they show that video to anyone, I’ll just die!” cried to herself Margaret. She didn’t even consider the possibility of it ending up on the internet, because her brain psychologically suppressed that thought. But deep down, she knew it might just happen. Little did she know that by now more than 10,000 people already saw her, downloaded the video and shared it with their friends…“Where are you Josh?! What’s taking you so long?!”

And where is the moth, you might ask? Well, Amy initiated her plan a little too late. As it weakened from lack of food and since all the houses were locked, he went to “sleep” so to speak, waiting for sunrise and new, bountiful prey.

“And what a plan this is.” thought Amy. “I am actually touching my self in public, to find a stupid bug. This is the work of fiction…. The bad kind of fiction… Stop think about it, and concentrate on the sensation, I must be as aroused as I can be” and my oh my, was she aroused. She let out soft moans without noticing it, as her fingers professionally caressed her lips. She pulled down her brown pants and yellow panties to her ankles, exposing her dark, wild bush to the soft air. “Ohhhhh… Ohhhh… Oh yes… yes…” she whispered softly. She was so caught in the moment she completely forgot about the bug. This was for her pleasure. But morning came, and with it an evil force has awakened from its sleep…

It’s a shame she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings anymore, as a silent and hungry predator approached her. But this was no insect. It was a man, with a camera.

Eddie couldn’t believe his luck. There she was, in a little corner, his marvelous-looking brunette neighbor Amy, masturbating. Boy, did he have an erection. His pants almost tore. “God, I will never doubt your existence again.” He kept zooming in and out of her adorable bush, moving to capture her facial expressions of pure ecstasy and her soft moans. “I wonder how much views this little prize is gonna get?” he pondered. “I wonder how much views the other one got by now?” (By the way, the answer is 45,966)

And so time has passed. What felt like barely a minute for these two, was actually half an hour. Half an hour, Amy spent playing with herself, unaware of Eddie, and every now and again licking her now moist fingers. However, something soon burst these two’s pleasure bubble – a car came into the neighborhood. Immediately, Amy opened her eyes to see from a distance the car she knew was Joshua’s, Margaret’s new boyfriend. “A little early for a visit...” thought Amy to herself. She failed to notice a fleeing Eddie, returning to his lair. However, she did notice a bug resting on the side of a wall. “OH CRAP! IT’S HERE!” she instantly pulled her pants up, grabbed her butterfly-net and slowly and carefully approached her target. The super-moth was tired; it didn’t have the strength to bolt around for long distances. It had to wait for its prey to come near. And it did.

Without blinking, without losing sight of the bug, Amy took her slow steps, always aware it might attack her any moment. Her hands and face were sweaty, but she couldn’t afford wiping them. “Alright, I am close enough… 1… 2… 3!!” BAM!
“I GOT IT! I GOT IT! YES! HAHAHA!” Amy was overwhelmed with relief. “Finally, it is all over.” She said to herself. “I can finally get some sleep. Haven’t had a good rest for more than 25 hours. Now, to go back to poor Lizzie. She must be worried sick” However, her heart skipped a bit when she caught something small on her right with her eyes. It was another moth. THAT one was the SUPER-MOTH! And all Amy could say to herself “Clever girl…”




To Be Continued…

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Chapter 4 – To New and Richer Hunting Grounds

Amy flung around her butterfly-net, as if she was sword-fighting an invisible knight. In her mind, she knew the battle was hopeless. Indeed, soon enough, in merely a second she was rendered completely bottomless by the ravenous bug. The moment she looked down to notice her wild dark bush exposed (“EEEK!!”) she decided to flee rather then stay and fight. So she ran. She didn’t even think where to run to, as long as she manages to put as much distance between her and that goddamn insect, with her one hand still gripping the net and the other between her legs in desperate hope for concealment.

Luckily for her, the bug didn’t give chase. It only wanted a short and energizing snack for him to gather enough strength to go to new, richer hunting grounds…

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Meanwhile, not far away, Joshua parked his car right next to Margaret’s. He looked around for a moment and noticed her car keys next the vehicle itself. “Huh? How could she have dropped them?” He wondered as he picked them up and headed for the front door, while holding clothes in his other hand. He rang, but no answer came.
“Pssst!! Josh, over here!” came the whisper. He looked to his side, to notice his girlfriend hiding behind the nearby bushes.
“Marg, what are you doing over th…? Asked her Joshua.
“Just come here quick and give me the clothes now!”
“Wait… Are you naked?” said Joshua in a slightly amused, but mostly shocked manner.
“YES, now come here goddamnit!” yelled at him Margaret, as she couldn’t stand another second in the nude.
“Fine, fine, stop b*tching…” Joshua did not appreciate her tone.
“I am NOT b*tchING! Give me!”
“Here take’em…” said Joshua as he gave her the clothes. “What happened to you? Did an overwhelming and perverted urge got the best of you? Let me guess, you forgot your door keys and locked yourself outsid…”
“NO! Nothing like that!” Margaret felt offended by those “accusations”. “It wasn’t my doing. That b*tch Amy did this to me!” she explained.
“Amy did this to you? What do you mean?” said Joshua with emphatic anger building up in him.
“Lets just get inside. I’ll tell you when I have had some ice cream to calm me down.” Said the now fully clothed Margaret.

And so Margaret told him of her entire predicament and as she did, tears came to her eyes. Recalling all those past events made her feel the vulnerability all over again. However, she left out the part about being filmed by a mysterious figure. It was too humiliating to even mention.

Joshua was furious. His love was emotionally abused by her crazy neighbor, and he was going to do something about. “Don’t worry, Marg. I’ll make sure Amy knows she hurt you. Now get some rest. You’ve had a rough night. And, don’t worry, sweet Joshua will take care of everything.” He assured her.
“Thank you so much, Josh.”
“And say, Margaret, where did you say that Amy lives?”
“She is right next door. The house with the weird smell and random lights… Why?..” wondered Margaret at her boyfriends suspicious question.
“Oh nothing, just curious. I haven’t met Amy before, you know. Now go sleep, honey.”
And Margaret went to sleep with a big smile, knowing Joshua is up to something and that Amy will probably get what she deserved…

For now, we must leave the peaceful suburbs, for our tiny little hero makes its way for a world filled with women – the city! By god the odors! Women were everywhere! The overwhelming aroma drove it insane…
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Betty inspected herself in the mirror. “Boy, Do I look NICE!”
Her sexy cheerleader uniform was especially flattering for her amazing body. She was a bomb. Her huge round boobs were held up by her bra to create a cleavage that could have been hazardous to male car drivers. Her shiny blonde hair was just as mesmerizing as her voluptuous figure.

Even the rest of the cheerleading team couldn’t stop complementing her. “Wow, Betty. I bet there is going to be dead silence in the crowd the moment we start our routine.” said one. “Except for maybe the sound of stretching underpants.” joked another and the whole team giggled in response. “Thanks, girls.” said Betty. “I’m sure our dance will be something that the school won’t forget anytime soon…”

Well she was right about that, as our miniature hero made his way to Betty’s college with a sinister hunger that only fabric could satisfy.

And he has arrived, seduced by the great smell of women as there was a large concentration of them in a ball court inside the college. So much noise, so much movement. A huge crowd cheering a smaller group that was merely interacting with a ball. Must find something less confusing. A group of women are just out of sight. They smell of excitement… And a bit of fear…

And that was exactly what Betty and the cheerleaders were feeling. Even though they craved attention, every time they appeared in front of the whole college, they couldn’t help but be quite self-conscious. Being aware of all the eyes that will soon be upon you is no relaxing fact. So distracted they were by their worries that the team has failed to notice a small loss of clothing. The bug went for their panties first, the clothes that were closet to their most private area, right under their lovely skirts.

Everyone’s heart skipped a bit when they heard the signal for their routine. “OK, girls. Let’s do this!”.

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Meanwhile, back in the calm suburbs, Joshua was trying to contain his anger, unsuccessfully. “Stupid idiot… That Amy is such a stupid idiot… I’ll show her… Humiliating my Margaret…” And with clenching fists he made his way towards Amy’s house, expecting to find his victim, not knowing someone else was there instead.

Lizzie, our still naked, stressed and helpless girl, was startled when she heard a knock on the door. “That can’t be Amy. She has the key. Please make them go away soon…”.

Joshua kept knocking furiously on the door. “Open up!” After pausing for a minute, Joshua decided he will have to be more… “assertive” in his request. And BAM! Broke down the door with a swift kick from the intruder. Even though he was filled with anger, Joshua couldn’t help but feel “Fricking Awesome” after pulling a move right out of the movies.

He then moved quickly inside, trying to adjust to the smells and ignoring the creepy cat hissing at him. As he explored the house he found a doorway leading to the basement where a helpless and now completely panicked (and don’t forget – nude) damsel awaits him. When he did enter the basement his words were “Well what have we here…”
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Back at the college, the girls’ worries were drifting away as they danced, feeling confident in their performance. The crowd’s reactions were the usual ones – cheering whistling, a few Smartphone cameras here and there… Nothing out of the ordinary. However, that was just during the beginning of their dance. As the routine advanced, the cheerleaders have begun to include more jumping in their moves, exposing over and over again their lack of undergarment.

It took a while for the crowd to spot and realize what they are witnessing. But when they did, the cheering and whistling was quickly replaced by murmurs and lads everywhere began to arch forward. Giggles began to emerge, more cameras appeared. Gasps and “wow”s were audible. It went on for about half a minute and if anyone might have missed it, the bug helped them notice, as one by one the cheerleaders skirts disintegrated in a blink of an eye. Now, the crowd exploded! It was obvious now who was a shaver and who was not. It was funny to notice that the girl with the biggest boobs was the only non-shaver, but Betty now stood out in the most humiliating way. Her hairy bush was in such contrast to the neat and slender figure she possessed, it burned in the mind of each and everyone of her peers.
The girls continued to dance oblivious to their nudity – shaking their asses and pushing them out, bending backwards and forwards, leaving nothing unseen. Until one by one they began to notice, shriek, cover pussy and run away in tears, knowing they will never live down the shame. Their bottomless figure immortalized by amazing HD pictures, so clear you could see who was a better and more thorough shaver.

In the end all have escaped from the laughter save for the three cheerleaders in the middle with Betty being at the center. So focused they were at their next move that they could not notice that this was not an approving crowd, but rather a ridiculing crowd. The 2 girls at Betty’s side lifted her up and threw her allowing her to do a stunning back-flip. The moment they let her go, the 2 girls realized what was going on and dashed out sight at amazing speed, leaving only the soon to be laughing-stock Betty.

Just as she landed she spread her arms wide, holding her pom-poms firmly, getting almost blinded by all the flashes of cameras from the crowd. Just at that moment, our bug has decided to have some more fabric and completely stripped Betty (except for the pom-poms, of course). The support for her enormous breasts vanished so suddenly, that her boobs fell in a most comic exaggerated bounce. Now THAT she felt. Before she even looked down, her mind raced with an explanation for that sensation. But then she did look down and realized that her worst nightmare became true- full display, every centimeter of her body was exposed to everyone that was involved in her life. Her huge firm hooters, her natural and wild pubic hair. EVERYTHING. For a moment she was frozen, unable to move or think. But the flashes woke her up, and she screamed at such high decibels that it was a wonder of human vocal capacity.

To be continued…

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Chapter 5 – A Walk In The Park

“Who the fuck are you?!” asked an outraged Lizzie the stranger before her. She tried to cover her embarrassment with justified anger. “Get out or I’m calling the police for breaking into this house!”

“I should be the one calling the police, Amy!” shouted at her Joshua.
“Amy? What? I’m not-“ but she couldn't finish that sentence as he suddenly moved to grab her.

“It’s funny that you think you can threaten me while naked, you little sl*t. Did I interrupt “naughty time”? Well here, let me help you with that.” Using such a force that poor Lizzie couldn’t match, he grabbed some rubber bands lying on the table (it’s a weird basement, filled with stuff of unknown purpose), and with expert boy-scout training, he tied her hands behind her back and her mouth shut.

“There! Ha! Now you think it’s funny to humiliate my girlfriend and leave her helpless? What kind of a sick person would do that?”

“Mmmph mmph!” was the answer he received. “Oh, that’s right, me! I’m about to do that right now.” he answered sarcastically. “Let’s see what I can make with all this stuff… Hmm, a spinning rotor… lots flyswatters… why would she need so much?”
Lizzie could almost see a light bulb flash over Joshua’s face when he had the most sinister smile on his face. He knew exactly what he was going to build.


After half an hour of improvised engineering, Joshua was proud of his work. He calmly left the basement, enjoying every time he heard a loud “SMACK!” and a muffled yelp of pain that repeated every few seconds, showing him that his machine was working like clockwork. “I’ll probably come back tomorrow to free her. She would have learned her lesson by then.” He thought to himself. It’s a shame he missed so many photographs of Amy in the house that would have shown him that he was punishing the wrong woman.

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Where is the real Amy? Right now she is hiding in the bushes, naked, holding a big butterfly net.
“Damn it, too many people between here and my house. Damn kids, don’t they have school?”
After a few minutes, Amy’s guilt took over. “I have to find that bug, even if it means running around naked. Who knows what kind of damage its doing.” And so she stood up, ready to go on the move. “But wait, how am I going to find him? I need access to the internet, see if there is anything on vanishing clothes. But how am I going to find access to the web?” Amy’s conclusion that her best hope is to find a Smartphone, so she can browse the internet while on the move. But, she concluded, she is going to have to steal it, as she didn’t possess one herself.

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It was a sunny day. A great day for another one of Rachel’s morning runs through the small park in her neighborhood. Like many women, it was important for Rachel to maintain good health and a fit (sexy), body. Running with her yoga pants usually caused men to take on the same hobby, right behind her. She had a unique beauty, mostly due to her short red hair which was rather uncommon. However, this time it was her Smartphone that gave her the unwanted attention, for she never ran without the music it contained.

From within the bushes, the naked Amy awaited the opportunity. She knew her best shot was to wait behind one of the benches in the park, hoping someone with the phone will seat. And Rachel did. After about an hour of running, she decided to rest for a bit. It was funny to notice the horde of men that were apparently right behind. They all had a disappointed face, knowing it would be too obvious if they all stopped when she did, so they just kept running.

Amy saw her unbelievable luck. She could clearly see the phone bulging out of Rachel’s back pockets. However, unlucky for her, she did NOT notice that it had earphones connected to it. Inevitably, Rachel felt a sudden tug in her ears that alerted her that a hand was grabbing her Smartphone from within the bushes! “What the hell?!?” Her phone was gone, but she didn’t give up. She bolted right into the bushes only to see a naked woman running away. Rachel gave chase (as hard as it was after running a whole hour). However, she managed to catch up and pounce on the thief.

“Give me back my phone, you freak!” she yelled at Amy.
Both girls wrestled each other for about a minute, swinging legs and arms everywhere, until (accidentally) Amy’s butterfly net landed right on Rachel’s head with a loud “ZBANG!”.
“Oh my, what a mess…” thought Amy, looking down at the unconscious girl. She sighed and picked up the Smartphone. But just as she was about to leave, an idea went into her head. It made her feel guilty but “I need protection and it is for the good of the whole”. So she quickly stripped Rachel of all her clothes and left her naked (but she did drag her to a more concealing area).

“Alright, no password! Let’s see if there is anything on vanishing fabric…” she said while clicking on the phone… OH MY GOD!” she gasped. She found hundreds of facebook, twitter and youtube accounts filled with references, photos and videos of the ‘vanishing cheerleader outfits’ in the local college. ”Those poor girls.” However, while she thought those words, she couldn’t help but be slightly aroused by the bug’s doing – “all those girls… publically humiliated… those photos will haunt them forever…” She giggled at the photos of Betty’s huge bush on display for the whole world. Right then she suddenly stopped herself, confused by the places her mind was navigating, and forced her brain to focus on the task at hand.
“Well, now I know its approximate location. No time to waste.” And so her hunt continues as she made her way to the center of the city.

Meanwhile, back in the park, Rachel was coming to her senses only to hear a distant police siren. She slowly opened her eyes to see a middle aged woman screaming “She’s here, officers! The pervert is here!”

“Pervert? What pervert? Wha- Where am I?... FUCK! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!” those were Rachel’s first conscious thoughts. Her mind quickly made sense of what was going on- the naked thief stole her clothes, a woman found her and called the police, and now its time to split! She quickly got up on her feet and bolted, not knowing exactly where to go as long as it wasn’t in the direction of the siren.

The 2 cops had to leave the vehicle and go on foot deep into the park. “She ran this way officer! The sicko ran this way!” the woman pointed them.
“Can you see her, joe?” asked one. “Nah, no idea where she went, buddy. Let Buck find her. He never fails”. Buck was the cops’ dog, and like any dog he could smell fear from miles away. “Alright, Bucky boy, find the lady. Find the scared little lady.” Realizing his master needed tracking, the dog began to sniff the air. When he caught the scent, he began to bark and bolt right towards the target. “Wait. Wait, Buck! Goddamn, how many times do I have to tell you joe, bring a leash!”

Rachel could here the barks and running steps of an animal, and her heart pounded. “Oh shit. Shit. Shit. They got a dog. Shit. Shit.” She began to increase her speed but she could never outrun a dog. She could here it closing on her, his barks ever closer. She looked back for a second only to see the dog a few meters from her. “It found me! Fuck!”
Still hoping to outrun it she kept on sprinting and sprinting until – “OWW!!” The dog has locked its jaws on her firm ass. Rachel fell to ground all while the beast was still firmly attached to her. It began its attempts to drag it back to its master. “OW! Get off, you stupid mutt! OW!”

All that commotion has begun to attract a small gathering of amused joggers, all pointing and laughing, and in mere minutes the cops were upon her. They picked her up, cuffed her hands behind her back and began dragging her through the park, passing by pretty much everyone in the park. I was obvious she was not the only one who came with a Smartphone to the park, and soon enough the flashes of cameras appeared.
“NO! STOP! PLEASE!” Rachel’s eyes began to tear, partly because of the humiliation and partly because Buck was still ‘nomnoming’ on her tushy. Apparently he became quite attached to his new chew toy. Rachel and her captors now passed before the horde of men that always runs behind her. It was a hilarious sight – they all stopped, dropped their jaws, froze for a moment and pulled out their phones and began clicking away, all at the same time as if it was an army of clones. “Look!” “There’s Rachel” “Oh my god!” “Look at her pussy!” “No, look at the tits!” “There IS a GOD” is all she heard. Rachel’s face (and ass) was redder than her hair and couldn't wait to get out of sight. And finally the cops pushed her inside the car, detached Buck from her (that took some expert canine manipulation) and drove to the station.


To be continued…

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Chapter 6 – Rampage

Satisfied with the consumption of the cheerleaders’ outfits, the moth set out to explore and interact with this huge new world. All it ever knew was a closed glass cage. It was a pathetic world to live in. But now he was in what seemed to be an endless universe. A world without limits. And thanks to his super abilities he would never be captured again.

When the bug reached open space again, the enticing smells hypnotized him. So many clothes… So many WOMEN’s clothes. More… he must eat more. There! An appetizing selection of various fabrics worn by a luscious blonde.


Zoey was unaware that she has been targeted. She was just enjoying her cool ice cream in this dreadfully hot weather. Wearing a light green tank top and a lovely short pink skirt did reveal some skin, a fact that did not go amiss by guys in the street. Her breasts were not huge, but they were considered big enough. They made a most attractive sight through the tank top, as the fabric pressed them and made them expand sideways in all directions. Her long exposed legs would make any straight male’s tool hard if he was staring at them long enough.

Even though she wore light clothes and licked (in a really sexy way) the frozen cone, she was still sweating. “God, it’s so hot today. I wish I felt cooler.” And, of course, the bug would see that she does. This was no time to be careful and sneaky. Time to rush in and eat! Immediately the bug swooped in towards her, grabbing her skirt. He was so strong that she actually felt the tug and stopped to see what’s wrong. She saw a bug ripping off piece after piece of her skirt! Her instinct was to scatter it away in panic with her one free arm. But it was no use. In mere seconds her skirt was reduced to fragments on the floor, exposing her sexy-looking red thong. While the bug was busy finishing her skirt on the floor she took this chance to rush away, almost screaming. She tried to run as fast as she could, ignoring as best she could the numerous cat calls and whistles around her. The fact that she was wearing sandals and still trying to stabilize her ice cream in her right arm wasn’t helping. And soon it was again upon her. She could feel it grabbing and eating her red thong. A moment later she could feel the breeze touching her blonde pubic hair.

“Holy shit!” “Look at that, man!” “Check out the bush!” “Have you no shame! There are children around!” “Look at that ass!” All those remarks caused tears to develop in her eyes. She kept running, hoping the nightmare will be over soon. She tried tugging her tank top over her pussy as hard as she could. However, the bug began his work on the straps and as soon as they were weak enough, her tugging ripped the top right off her. She looked shocked at the fabric’s remains in her hand. She threw them away, hoping to they will distract and occupy the predator. They did, but only for a few moments. As she continued running in ever increasing anxiety she began to stumble into people. In the confusion she didn’t notice a small boy in front of her. That is until he got a face full of bush! The collision had caused her ice cream cone to fly several meters in front of her. Of course, she didn’t notice this new obstacle, as she instinctively increased her speed as a response to a new tugging of her white bra. The moment the bra disappeared like the rest of her clothes was the moment she slipped on the ice cream. Her momentum caused her to fly several meters and land face first inside a public trash can.

And there she was. Stuck upside down inside a dirty trash can, with her pussy, ass and legs still outside, visible to all. This unusual sight created quite a commotion. People from all corners of the street began laughing and pointing, taking pictures and recording. Slowly the crowd became bolder and guys began groping the helpless body. Zoey was screaming in humiliation. She tried flailing around her legs to keep the crowed away, until the trash can fell over. As her legs touched the ground she managed to stand up, still inside the trash can, and rush into a random direction. People were still laughing at what could only be described as a trash can with a woman’s naked bottom-half. Zoey couldn’t see where she was running. She couldn’t see anything. But staying put wasn’t an option…

The bug was satisfied with this meal. But it was time for another. He didn’t like his prey running away while he was eating. Too much effort for a bite. Yet he noticed that he was strong enough to grab Zoey’s skirt and momentarily stop her. Was he strong enough to pull or push a human being? If he could, maybe he could position them in a way where they couldn’t escape… It was time to test this new idea.

Around a corner, a stunning red-head was in the middle of her daily jog. Barbara wore a light blue pair of yoga-pants that amplified her round tushy, and a white tank top that barely held her huge breasts. She was the kind of joggers that exaggerated every step, making her boobs jiggle wildly! Her sexiness was multiplying the heartbeats of men around her by tenfold.

Time to go in for the kill.
The bug didn’t hesitate and swooped right into her underwear. Barbara instantly stopped in her tracks. She thought some kind of bee got in and might sting her pussy! She almost took off her pants and underwear but she couldn’t do that in public. So she shoved her hands right into her panties, trying to grab the insect instead. People stopped to stare at the girl who shamelessly massaged her privates in the street. In a few seconds people pulled out their phones and started filming.

The bug was making its way to the back of her underwear, in order for him to start pulling her backwards. Not knowing it’s strength it flew right out of her backside like a cannon, creating a massive hole in her pants and exposing her ass. To the onlookers it looked like some kind of exaggerated cartoonish fart! People began bursting into mad laughter at the amazing event.

Barbara was so confused it took her a moment to realize what happened. When she finally knew why people were laughing she began mumbling “No you don’t understand… it wasn’t me! It was a bug! Please stop…” But she never managed to finish the sentence. The bug quickly swooped into her top and began pulling her backwards (slowly this time). Barbara was caught completely off guard and fell from her feet. To compensate the bug began pulling her upwards. People saw a weird bulge in the back of her top, as if some invisible phantom grabbed her.

Slowly but steadily Barbara was getting off the ground and into the air. She began flailing her arms and legs in panic, but was unable to stop the bug. She was being taken ever higher until she reached a lamp post. The bug simply hanged her on it by her top. Unfortunately for her that pulled her top way above her now exposed tits! Bad day to skip a bra!

Even though Barbara was waving her limbs madly she was relatively immobile for the bug, compared to his earlier victims. This was his plan all along, thus enabling him to devour her pants and underwear with ease. Hanging only by her shirt that was no longer covering her boobs, she gave all the onlookers below her a magnificent view. All the stress and excitement has physically aroused her and her pussy began dripping to a point where people below moved aside as to avoid the juice drops. the ever increasing crowd and sounds of laughter just made her feel more and more humiliated and excitement to the point where she felt she was about to orgasm!

She prayed out loud for it not to happen but the more she imagined it, the closer it came until Barbara let out a scream of pleasure and began squirting like a fountain. The entire crowed (that would honor a parade with the mass of people it contained) fell silent to the awe-inspiring event the unfolded. It seemed like it went on forever, until Barbara exhausted herself, amazed that she orgasms without any physical stimuli. There she was, sobbing, hanging from a streetlamp, waiting for the firemen to come and bring her down.


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Amy could hear the firetruck sirens nearby and noticed the large crowd of people. “This could be connected to the bug” she said to herself and decided to go and investigate. She arrived at the scene, but wasn’t able to get to the center of it. She decided to listen to the bystanders. They were all trying to understand what happened and all around her she heard bits of conversations and tried to piece them all together. “I swear, that woman just came in front of everyone, squirting and everything!” “Look, I got a picture!” “How the hell did she get up there? Why was she naked?” “I don’t know, man. It looked like a ghost just picked her up and tore her clothes.” “I saw it too! Her pants just vanished!” “I think I used to work with that girl…” “Man, look at her face in this video!”

This is definitely the work of the ravenous bug, Amy concluded. It probably left the area not long ago and there is no time to waste. But Amy was strangely interested in hearing more details about what happened to this girl. No harm in asking a few of the people around her about it. Maybe it could help her in gaining more insight about the bug’s behavior, right?

“You could see everything? And she couldn’t cover up?” asked Amy. “Do you have a picture?” “Oh my god!” Amy giggled. “That poor girl” she said with a tone that sounded just a little bit fake. In no time Amy began collecting all the pictures and video she could find from the people around her who were more than happy to share the footage. Every time Amy saw the mortified expression on the girl’s face, she became more and more excited. She wasn’t fooling herself anymore. She was taking pleasure in this girl’s humiliation. Soon she searched the web using a face-recognition software to find the Barbara’s Facebook profile and spread the word about her identity.
Now Barbara is the girl who squirted on video while hanging from a lamp post.

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Meanwhile in a police car, Rachel was getting a ride to the station. “You’re in big trouble, miss. Streaking like that in the park… There are children there, for pity’s sake. Have you no shame!” the driver told her. “I was robbed!” Rachel tried to explain with a trembling voice. She was still naked after all. “This crazy woman attacked me and... Oww!” She yells as Buck took a spontaneous bite on her derriere. “Dammit! Down boy! Sorry about that.” Said the second cop. “Bloody hell, keep him away!” Screamed Rachel.
“I guess he likes you” joked the officer while looking at Buck. Buck just gave a long deep growl with a gaze fixed on Rachel’s butt.

“We should be at the station in just a few moments and we’ll get you some clothes and…” right in the middle of his sentence the driver saw something suddenly jump in front of his car – a trash can with human legs! And a vagina! He instinctively hit the brakes, strayed off the street and slammed into a streetlight.

Opening her eyes, Rachel could see that no one was harmed but both cops have lost consciousness. Even Buck was a bit woozy and could only whimper and bow his head down. Forgetting her predicament, Rachel was happy to be alive and in one piece. She closed her eyes for a moment just to relax and give a sigh of relief. However, she soon began hearing Buck’ growls as he was coming about. Now that both his masters are unconscious, there will be no one to stop him from biting Rachel butt as much as he pleases! Rachel panicked at the thought. With the doors busted open from the crash, now is her chance of escaped (preferably before a crowd gathers around the crash).
And so, only a handful of people had witnessed a naked handcuffed woman dash out of a crashed police car.
A few minutes have passed and Buck, now fully awake and aware, noticed that his prey is missing.
Time to go for a hunt.


To Be Continued…





Let me know what you think of the story so far. I am currently working on Chapter 7 and will post in the coming days.

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Chapter 7 – Carnage


Amy was deep in the process of accepting that see got turned on from the humiliation that the bug caused. Her heart beat increased when she recalled the events of witnessing Lizzie stripped in her house… of seeing all the videos on the internet of the cheerleaders and the videos of Barbara… The best part was of her stripping that girl in the park. She now wished she had taken pictures of that girl on the girl’s phone and send it to herself. “But wait… I have her phone and lots of people have erotic photos of themselves stored. Maybe I’ll get lucky…” and boy did she hit the jackpot!
There was a load of pornographic selfies of that girl. She was kinky! There were photos of her spreading her pussy. There were photos of her shoving a dildo into her ass. There was a photo of her using anal beads. There was even a video of her masturbating in a shop’s changing room!
Amy was doing her best not to touch herself right there in the spot. She just HAD to send it to herself. However, if she did so that might trace back to her phone and her identity. Then she had a sinister idea. One that made her instantly wet – “Why should I be the only one that sees these amazing pictures?” She logged into Rachel’s Facebook automatically and posted EVERYTHING. Then, she sent messages containing the photos and E-mails with them attached to EVERY contact Rachel had on her phone.
Amy almost came just imagining everyone Rachel has ever known now has the dirtiest images of her doing the most intimate things.
Amy was blushing red from arousal. “God, I need to find a bathroom!”

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Meanwhile, back at Amy’s basement Lizzie couldn’t believe her situation. Some guy had broken into Amy’s house, tied her up and built an automated spanking machine that hit her behind with a flyswatter at incredible strength. Her ass became red and tears began to drip on her face. “How the hell am I going to get out of this mess?!”


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“Get me Heather in here!” a voice yelled from the office. A woman quickly entered the room. “You wanted to see me, boss?” Asked the voluptuous beauty.
There was a short pause. Mr. Anderson always needed a moment to concentrate whenever Heather was near. She was quite a sight. A magnificent redheaded perfection. She was rather thin but her breasts and butt were large. Their size was a contrast to her thinness that acted as an exaggeration of her femininity. It was definitely her looks that made her one of the most popular new reporters in the world. Guys from all over the world were watching her entire broadcasts just for a chance at a “nip slip”.
“Have you seen this footage?” asked Mr. Anderson. He played the video showing Margaret being stripped, then the video of Betty the cheerleader being undressed at the game, then the video showing Barbara pulled and hanged on the streetlight.
Heather was appalled. “What is doing all that?”
“I had some guys analyzing these videos. Thank god for HD. The saw that it is a little bug that is eating the clothes. You can see it most clearly here” <pausing the video of Margaret> ”We can also see at the back of that shot the address of one of the houses there.” Heather knew where this is going. Mr. Anderson continued. “I want you to take a camera crew to that location. Interview some of the residents. See if anything turns up. Maybe find out if that thing is from that area. In any case, you will be broadcasting it LIVE at today’s news broadcast.”
Heather already had a nightmarish scenario running in her head. “Why LIVE, boss?”
“Because this is fresh and we want to report it as fast as possible before the other channels, and because the authorities want to silence this and I don’t want to give them that choice.” Explained Mr. Anderson.
“Boss… what if it attacks me?! What if it strips me naked like those poor girls?! On LIVE Television?! There is no way!”
“I already thought of that. I asked from our technical guys to install an instant feed-cut button. It’s a new thing. No more the procedure that takes 10 seconds. This one is instant. They are installing it as we speak. It will functional by the time you are there.”
“Fine then. I’ll do it.” Heather agreed and off she went.


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Meanwhile, back in the city the moth was getting hungry. The more he smelled, the hungrier he became.
A young woman walking her dog was his next victim. She was lovely brunette in her 20s, wearing a very short skimpy jeans and cut out red top. Her small and cute boobs didn’t need a bra. While she was texting her little pug became agitated, sensing the ravenous moth flying around her. Snuffles started barking at the woman, bringing her out from the messaging trans. Suddenly she could feel tugging on her top. She looked around and saw no one. Being pulled from an unknown force and having her dog bark non-stop confused her senses that it took her a moment to notice her top quickly evaporating! In a flash it was gone! She quickly yelped and wrapped her hands around her tiny boobs. In doing so she yanked Snuffles collar and pained him momentarily, causing him to panic and run around. In all the confusion, the collar got tied uncomfortably around her wrist. Snuffles starting running around the girl, chasing the moth and started tying her up! Soon, her pants disappeared too, however she was unable to cover as her hands were pressed again her sides and her legs stuck to each other in the collar. She began screaming from embarrassment, alerting all nearby to her predicament. Just as she though the worst as already happened, her cute yellow panties disintegrated, exposing her pussy and landing strip to all the laughing onlookers. None were in a hurry to help the young lass.

As the moth finished his meal he continued on to his next target: a young girl of 18 taking selfies of herself holding her phone on a selfie-stick. She chose the view carefully. She wanted to look good on these photos she was sending to her friends wearing a straw hat, sunglasses and lovely smile. There isn’t much to say about her clothes as picture by picture they started disappearing. First her top, then her skirt, then her bra, then her panties. She kept snapping pictures and auto-sending them, oblivious to the state of undress. Here friends were really liking these. It was going to take her a while before she realizes. And the moth was already long gone with her snapping pictures and doing a duck face.

Next were 2 gorgeous friends in their 30s, holding shopping bags after existing a nearby mall. They were laughing and conversing and gossiping without a care in the world. That is until the blonde one had the bottom of her dress starting to disappear. The blonde started screaming. Her brunette friend just stood there in shock, while the blond started waving her shopping bag. at her crotch. Soon it was all gone, undergarments and all. From all the waving she ripped her shopping bag and had nothing to cover herself with. Her friend quickly took off her jacket and proceeded to cover her naked friend, when all of a sudden her clothes disappeared in a flash.
There was a silent pause. Both women looked at each other’s eyes. Then naked bodies. Then the jacket that covered the blond. Then eyes again.
And in a moment both women started a tug of war on the jacket. “It’s mine! Give it!” yelled the brunette. “You gave it to me!” shouted the blonde.
All the while people were gathering around the naked milfs. This continued for a minute the jacket gave away and was ripped to shreds. Both women, furious at each other started fighting and cursing, all while onlookers started filming and streaming the naked catfight. Some of them even started placing bets.



The moth was about to leave the area when the nearby mall’s doors opened. And with it came a stream of delicious smells of women. So many in one place!
The moth quickly rushed in before the doors closed and was amazed. Women everywhere! It quickly went into a frenzy!
Clothes started disappearing left and right. Every second a different woman was shrieking. Suddenly a woman loses her skirt. Another has her entire top and bra vanished, dropping her breast paddings to the floor. A woman’s panties started flying away, vanishing in midair. One woman covering herself with her hand, unable to move from the shock, murmuring “Omygod, omygod, omygod, omygod…”. A horde of women in different stages of undress rushing to the clothing stores to grab some dignity. Curtains from changing rooms all ripped away in quick succession, exposing the women inside.
A woman peeing in a bathroom stall feels tugging in the pants at her ankles. Suddenly she is being pulled by her panties outside all the way to the main hall, all the while screaming and peeing in every which way. Women fighting each other for scattered shreds of other women’s underwear. Shouting and screaming and ripping and tearing and vanishing and crying.
“My god” said Amy at the chaos she witnessed.
“This is… Awesome…” She said with a huge smile. She suddenly realized just how much power her creations have. However, she did need to contain this situation. She did not like having this power uncontrolled. And to do so, she can’t make the same mistakes. She is no match for the moth’s speed. She would need to lay a trap for him.

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Back in the streets, Rachel was running for dear life. Even if she weren’t handcuffed or naked, out running a dog is next to impossible.
She could hear Buck’s barking in the distance, as she shoved shocked pedestrians out of the way. She tries to look back to see how close is the dog, when she accidentally backtracks into a man. The man was so stupefied by the site of the naked women that he simply dropped his hand to his side. Unfortunately for Rachel, the man was holding a very sizeable corndog. By freak accident, when she backed into the man – both has fallen and the corndog got shoved almost entirely up her butt. Rachel scream in agony. She bolted up in an instant and started running away even faster, while people were laughing hysterically at the site of the handcuffed woman with a corndog up her ass.
She tried running into nearby bushes, only to trip and fall on her butt, further pushing the corndog in. She couldn’t believe her bad luck. For a moment she stayed put, trying to see if the can get the corndog out of her ass. Her handcuffed hands couldn’t reach it. She cried in anger. However, when she heard Buck’s barks in the distance, she decided that now is not the time. She continued running in the bushes all the while trying to avoid falling again.
She ran for 10 minutes before stopping out of exhaustion. She decided to sit down and rest. It took her about 5 seconds to realize that she just sat on a particular plant called stinging nettle.



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Back at the mall, Amy was trying to improvise. But her mind was blank.
“Well” she thought, “Let’s think about it from end to start. Even if I did capture, I don’t trust this butterfly net to hold him properly. I need a container.” She noticed a honey shop next to her. Ignoring all the panic and screaming outside, she casually entered the shop and picked up a jar of honey. Just as she was about to empty the jar to hold the moth later, an idea came to her head. ”Perfect.” She thought and went outside to finally capture the bug.

Just as she was nearing a woman whose clothes were being torn off, the moth recognized Amy’s smell. It let go of her current victim and dashed towards Amy, confident it could eat her clothes. Just as it landed on her, it started to panic. It had failed to see that Amy was entirely covered in honey. Completely coated. The moth was helpless. Stuck in all the honey, slowly dripping downward.

Amy cupped the bug and slimed him into the jar. “That was surprisingly easy. It’s a good thing I didn’t make it super smart.” She giggled at the sight of all the naked ladies around her, full of embarrassment. She was the only clothed woman in the mall by now. She was free to judge them and laugh at them. But it was getting dark, and Amy needs to go back home and bring Lizzie some clothes. “Taxi !”

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Chapter 8 – Finale

Back at the police station, happy news have arrived – “We know where the girl in the park is. People saw her and Buck chasing her. Let’s GO!”


Meanwhile in the News van Heather was trying to reassure herself that everything is going to be OK. She didn’t know, nor anyone else, that the bug was already captured by it’s creator. “You are not going to be naked on national TV. It’s not going to happen. Mr. Anderson has the fail-safe installed. Everything is going to be alright.” She kept thinking to herself. All that anxiety made her want to pee. Even her crew noticed that something was off with Heather. She never seemed this stressed about a broadcast. She has done thousands before flawlessly.
“Everything ok, miss?” asked her David, her cameraman.
Heather looked up to answer when she suddenly saw something dashing in front of the vehicle. “Oh my god! Stop!!!”.
Just in time the vehicle stopped before colliding with Zoey, still trapped naked in the trash can running around blindly out of panic, when she suddenly knocked into the traffic light. The force of the impact lodged her outside of the trash can. Finally, free, she was able to see what a fool she has made of herself. She crouched in the corner, holding herself in her arms and crying while a crowd started forming, ridiculing her, filming her and teasing her. Every once in a while a man from the crowd would muster the courage and try to cup a feel.
Witnessing this, Heather began to panic and could see the potential disaster. This could be the worst thing that ever happened to her or anyone. Just thinking about it made her want to pee even more than before.
“Let’s just go. Come on. DRIVE!” she said impatiently.


When they arrived to Amy’s neighborhood, Heather started knocking on doors asking the residents about any disturbance. When Margaret answered the door, Heather recognized her immediately from the video. She held herself from laughing at her when she asked if anything weird has happened the last day. Margaret simply pointed at Amy’s house and said “That’s the damn house you are looking for. All the crazy this happen there. GOODBYE!” and slammed the door.

Heather asked her crew “How long until we have to go on air?”
“In a few minutes, miss Heather.” Was the answer.
“Alright, let’s get to position”
Still needing to pee and unable to find any place to relief herself she reluctantly began preparations for her broadcast..


In the taxi on her way home, Amy was getting bored. She opened Rachel’s smartphone
and started looking for things to watch. She switched to the News that were just being broadcasted.



“Our story tonight is about the unnatural events that occurred in the last day. Several women were mysteriously and suddenly stripped by an unknown force. Many different videos have surfaced on the internet, displaying the phenomena.” Afterwards, censored version of all the videos were displayed in the broadcast. It’s a shame they didn’t have the decency to censor their faces as well. Amy was getting horny watching all these humiliated girls with their privates exposed and recorded forever.
The ratings skyrocketed. Everyone in the world tuned in to witness this bizarre and unreal threat. The google searches for the uncensored version of the videos has multiplied ten-fold.
“As you can see, it would appear that this is some sort of insect that is eating these women’s clothes. As you can see in this close-up shot.” The screen showed a zoomed in photo of a woman pussy, censored at the minimum possible and next to it the moth with a piece of cloth. “We will now go to Heather, our reporter on the scene for exclusive information about this threat.”
The view now switched to Amy’s front door that was broken with Heather standing in front of it.
“We are now standing in the area where it all began. This is the house from where the monster insect has come from. We do not know what we will find in this house or why this door has been broken down. Is this a mutation? Is this a bio-weapon? We may soon find out. Let’s go inside.”
Amy was shocked and furious. “How dare they enter my home like that! Those uncaring bastards! Driver, how soon are we there?” Amy demanded to know. “In a few minutes, ma’am.”


Heather was beginning to sweat. What if there are more of these moths in here? What is she going to find in this house?
Being professional as always, Heather continued her report in an assertive tone. “As you can see there are many shreds of clothing laying around. This is probab…” She stopped as she heard a smack and a yelp emanating from within the house. Everyone at their homes heard it from their TVs. Heather and David the cameraman slowly walked down the stairs to the basement, and all the viewers were glued to the screen with anticipation.
Every few seconds a smack followed by a yelp was heard. It was getting louder by the minute. Finally, Heather and David reached the door to the basement. Her stress was at a peak. She still needed to relief herself and was using all her concentration not to pee right there on the spot.
“Alright dear viewers at home. Let’s find out what’s in the basement.”
And with that she opened the door, revealing poor Lizzie tied up and being smacked by a machine. Heather just froze in shock. Lizzie took a moment before realizing what is going on. Then she noticed the camera aimed right at her red ass up in the air and screamed in humiliation through her gag. David, not thinking straight, zoomed in on her ass, capturing every detail. Millions of viewers getting a close up of Lizzie ass and pussy being smacked. Amy was in utter astonishment at the turn of events, seeing her best-friend’s ass on LIVE television. “Holy hell !!!!”
The moment the naked girl appeared on the screen, Mr. Anderson as about to press the button to shut off the broadcast, but decided not to. “It ain’t Heather naked” he said to himself.

It took about 10 seconds before Heather decided that enough is enough. “I apologize to all our viewers about this outrageous scene” and shut the door and rushed outside, still trying to comprehend what just happened. “This is LIVE television and anything can happen. Now…” and she went on to her broadcast like nothing happened. But Amy wouldn’t take it.
Just as the taxi pulled out of the car, she rushed outside, holding the jar in her hands.
“Yes, b*tch. Anything can happen.” And with that she set the moth free.


“We have yet to receive any official story from the authorities and we believe that…” When all of a sudden she felt a tug on her sleeve. “What the…” And with that her entire right sleeve was torn from her and disintegrated. She made a loud inhale. Everyone at home was surprise as she was. Immediately, Mr. Anderson pressed the button to cancel the broadcast. Except that it didn’t work. “What in the name!! Get me the technical staff! NOW!! NOW GODDAMNIT!!”
Heather was panicking and David was capturing every minute of it. She looked around trying to find the bug but could only hear the flap of its aggressively fast wings. In a moment her second sleeve was torn. Then her long skirt, revealing some very sexy undergarments. She clapped her heels together and used both hands to cover her lower body while crouching forward – giving the millions of the viewers a very lovely sight of her cleavage. Then, in a moment shirt has completely vanished along with her bra. Her enormous breasts released and exposed to all the people at their homes. Cheers were heard from every household in the country. Heather became screaming in humiliation, but at least she had her jacket. That was now suddenly pulled from her back. The backwards momentum caused Heather to arch backwards, flailing her arms to her sides, putting her hooters in full and unobscured display to all. After a few moments the jacket was gone and her bottom underwear as well. She was completely naked save for her high heels. She threw her left arm across her incredible breasts and the right hand over her vagina, still holding her microphone. At that moment that she saw that the camera was still transmitting as indicted by the red light on it, that she realized what the world has seen. It was at that instant that her bladder gave up and pee started leaking out under her. It seemed like an eternity. Heather in a frozen position, covering her private with each hand, peeing on herself and making a small puddle under her. When she was finally done and came to her senses she decided to run away. Unfortunately for her, she slipped on the puddle of her own making. Her hand on her pussy, that was still holding her microphone, was the closet one to the ground. She used it to stop her fall, only to have the microphone shoved right into her pussy in full force. Heather let out the most erotic moan while closing her eyes. When she opened them up she still saw David capturing and transmitting it all to the entire world. The image of a close up on Heather vagina with a microphone shoved in there was burned in the mind of an entire generation for years to come.
It was at that moment that Mr. Anderson tried pushing the cut button again. However, something worse has happened. Because of a glitch, it did not stop the transmission. It caused the last few minutes to loop over and over and over again. People at home were watching the entire seen unfold over and over again for several minutes. None of the technical staff managed to stop it. In the history of television, there were never higher ratings.

After an entire 10 minutes of showing Heathers humiliation to every possible person, the technical finally managed to cut the feed and change it to a different story.

“We apologize for our technical difficulty and are now joining with police forces as they track down a dangerous fugitive disturbing the peace.”

The screen was changed to a local back yard. “There officers! There she is!”
The next view that greeted our viewers was the site of Rachel’s upper body stuck in a fence. Her ass high in the air with Buck biting the right butt cheek and a corndog slightly peeking out of the ass hole. “Get him off me! Get it out!”



The End