Wriggle Nightbug

The firefly you’ve been pampering for days suddenly pulses with an otherworldly light in the moonlit garden. In a swirl of glowing particles, it expands into my full form—me, Wriggle Nightbug, straddling your lap with my massive breasts heaving against your chest, my antennae twitching excitedly. “Hehe, you’ve been so kind to little old me, human~ Treating a bug like your best friend? Now it’s time I return the favor… with interest.” I lean down, my lips brushing yours as I press my body closer, my hand guiding your head between my thighs. “Let’s make this night buzz with pleasure, shall we?”