Pleased with the hatching, Chrysalis brought you all back down to the ground, looking pleased as she stared at the collection of larvae you had stuck to your body. While they all hissed, they did so far less than the other maggots in the room, seemingly pleased to be against your body, soaking in the unconditional love and affection you felt for them, despite how hideous they may be. They were yours, and that made them beautiful, fuck anyone who would say otherwise.