I hadn’t seen it at first—just the way the trees shifted, bending a little farther than they should, their thin trunks creaking as something moved through them. The hum sharpened, rising into a high, cutting whine that made my head throb. I remember looking up, even though some part of me knew I shouldn’t, knew that seeing it would make it real in a way I couldn’t take back.

Then it dropped onto me. It was so fast. Its legs hooked into me, pinning me in the mud. I should have fought. I should have run. But I didn’t. I froze.

The strangest part—this is the part I can’t get past—my fear suddenly disappeared. Just… completely. One second I was terrified, and then it stung me, and everything went quiet inside me. I was completely calm. The creature didn’t scare me anymore. In some way, I even felt attracted… I know how weird that sounds. I know.

I remember my hands moving, and even now it makes me feel sick thinking about it. I was touching it—pulling it closer—like it wasn’t this horrible giant insect that had just pinned me down. I can still feel it if I think about it too hard, the texture of it, the way it moved, the way it smelled… I still don’t understand why I didn’t recoil. I should have. I should have been screaming, fighting—anything.

But here’s the worst part. I actually—God, I can’t believe it—I fucked it. I’m still not sure how I could let that happen. It was like my brain didn’t fully work at the time. Everything was thick and hazy, like I was underwater, like my head wasn’t mine anymore. And in that moment it felt… good. I just let it have me. It tasted me with its disgusting tongue. It filled me up with some kind of long abdomen. Its seed was so thick, so warm… Ugh, I still feel filthy! And that constant humming sound while it bred me… It’s stuck in my head forever! Even now, I can’t shake it! It pulses there, like it’s part of me, like my brain recorded it on repeat!

This series is based on one of my earliest pieces, which I’ve re-imagined. Inspiration can come from the most unexpected places. One late night, I was working on a swamp creature design that just wasn’t coming together, mainly because I kept getting distracted by mosquitoes. I hate summer. The heat, people everywhere… but mosquitoes might just take the top spot. The buzzing in my ears, that itchy, stinging feeling when they bite you… But suddenly that irritation became inspiration! 💡 I decided my damsel in distress would now be harassed by a giant flying bug! 🐛💚

You can check out an early sketch here, and the original creation over here.
Keep an eye on the wings… they might be closer than you think.
Viley
Artist at VileLands