Luna had made a huge mistake.<br/><br/>She wasn’t sure what that mistake<i>was</i>, but she’d definitely made some kind of mistake. She started to list the possible effects of pixie dust in her head, but before she could even make it past two, the moths surrounded her. One of the biggest ones flew right up to her, the blades that she’d found so creepy before closing around her arms and legs. Slowly, it drew her into a terrifying but gentle hug, her soft breasts pressing against its rough chitin. Something hot and slimy nudged against her thigh, making her wings flutter and her heart skip. Was it going to just… force it in, like with poor Trix?<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">“It’s huge!” </span>She wriggled in the moth’s grip, her eyes pleading.<span style="color: #006666">“It won’t fit!” </span>Unfortunately for the little fairy, Trix was proof that that wasn’t true. Either way, the moth ignored her.<br/><br/>Luna’s captor set her down beside Trix like a lover would, her dark hair fanned out beneath her. The mushroom was soft and sticky against her back and strangely comfy. The snake moth put its weight against her, practically rubbing her against the mushroom until her whole body glistened with cool, syrupy goo and her wings were too heavy to fly. The moths clicked in approval as they stared down at her naked, struggling form, and she turned away, their hungry gaze making her cheeks burn.<br/><br/>She found herself looking straight at Trix. Sure, maybe she’d flushed a bit at the sight of the lead moth spearing into Trix before, but this… the lead moth fucked Trix with long, deep thrusts, coming closer and closer to filling her with its first glowing egg. The other moths were licking her friend<i>everywhere</i>. Luna’s whole body felt hot, even against the cool mushroom. The moths were completely different now. What had she done? She made a small sound when one started to push its thick, wet tongue into Trix’s ass, her own butt tensing against the mushroom.<br/><br/>Then the moths started to lick<i>her</i>, too, slick tongues dancing over her smooth, naked skin, teasing her, tasting her. Moths lapped at her soft breasts, her neck, her ears, her legs, even her feet. She desperately reached for Trix’s hand, looking for any anchor to keep from losing herself.<i>I don’t want to be filled with eggs,</i>she thought, but then the bigger moth slipped his tongue between her legs and began to dine on her precious pussy, and her mind went blank. She cried out, and her hips rocked against it, practically riding the moth’s skilled tongue.<br/><br/>By the time the moths started rubbing themselves against her, Luna could only moan softly as she gave them the doe-eyed look of a girl who knew she was about to be utterly fucked.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>