Blue Plate Special: Head-Cheese In Wasp Sauce (EXPLICIT)

"Havoc: A Peculiar Predicament; Yellow-Bellied Idiots Raid The Hive! Dastardly Asshole; Your Blasphemous Endeavors Are Similarly Troublesome!”

I cry as I spy my next catch, a quick bite that’s a snap to snatch while in a dive into my Hive—this lost, little wasp tot is in my paralytic grip! This sad, sack-of-chaff I sit in my lap, has a painfully obvious mission: a diabolical expedition to make an awful incision by precise insertion of her uninhibited, thumb-pin-cock and its emissions! To act fast, to make a pass and blast the crevasse and cavern of my ass to squirrel in me a surprise string of pearly beads—her surly batch of maggot-batter! Essentially, assassination by oviposition!

“I need no admission of loss from a sleazy BEAST in heat; cease your bawling, you’re pissing me off. Bet you’d never thought your progress would be stopped, but now you're in no position to make decisions. Stay quiet, keep your squat popped, and listen.”

“The Queen wants what is best for her subjects and ‘rivals’. But my leniency does not guarantee a HAPPY survival. So, it’s deemed only fair you're entitled to watch, to bear witness, as to how I’ll curate my hectic hive’s derelict state, due to many a misled insect-lass’ fracas—yes, to whom I’ll soon give the gate.”

A particularly callipygous colossus compared to my comically sloppy competition, (this problematic, aposematic, and bratty piss-squirt since the DAY of her BIRTH) I lick my frothy, spittle-thick maw and with a slice, jerk, pop!—her brain-pot is de-lidded with a slip of the tip of my dirk, and it’s veil-skirts are lifted, so I may pick and squash away bits and pieces of gray with a claw-tipped pinch to toss it into my smirk-shadowed grin.

My crisscrossed legs are stained by the pitter-patter of brain matter that paints its way past my chin, excess slathered; but her consciousness is incompetent and incompatible for assimilation. A senseless servant served on a blue platter, unfortunately useless.

But, hey! More of my slaves have come out to play, and now I’m here to reign!

Welcome to my coronation!