u/Extra-Stop8024

(Artist:blackguard)
Being caught by a giant insect, pinned down by its powerful mandibles and legs, then having its ovipositor fill my womb and intestines with eggs, feeling those eggs slowly hatch inside me, and eventually giving birth to its young—that alone gets me so excited.

Whether I end up being eaten by them, or used to breed generation after generation of Chaurus in some dark, damp cave, I would gladly accept either fate💞💕💞

She is really really really so cute <3

(Artist:amadose)
When you're a small and helpless herbivore, facing carnivore several times your size, that primal fear of being eaten easily triggers your reproductive instinct to pass on your genes. Over time, you unconsciously link the two sensations together, coming to believe that "being eaten" equals "sexual arousal," and then you start craving and seeking out that forbidden thrill of being consumed...

I really wish I could be a little bunny in the world of Zootopia, I'd be more than happy to be eaten and digested💕💕

(Artist:timbocactus)
Whether by directly transforming them into biological weapons, or using them as brood mothers to breed the next generation of squids.

—I must to admit, when I first saw the Voteless, the thought that crossed my mind was: "I really want to join them."

I truly wish for those soft-bodied creatures to grab me, scramble my brain, and turn me into mindless cannon-fodder walking corpses without a will of my own—then be herded like sheep by these new masters...💕💞

(Artist:gray_skull)

"Since the Sisterhood is entirely composed of women, even if someone gets infected, it can't spread—and certainly won't give birth to powerful hybrid Genestealers. I'm so smart!"

"Uh... but Genestealer broods do have male individuals within them, you know? Are you sure pitting the Sisters of Battle against them won't just end up delivering batch after batch of prime brood-mothers to them, spawning even more little Genestealers?"

"Oh, SHIT."

(Artist:toby_art)

When a Helldiver falls unconscious in battle and awakens, she finds herself deep within a hive. She expects to be devoured by the Terminids and prepares to make the ultimate sacrifice for Democracy. However, the Terminids clearly have other plans for her fate...

Under the influence of toxins, pheromones, and a series of other "bio-tech" alterations, her body becomes bloated and swollen, better suited for bearing Terminid offspring. Her mind is overwritten by the hive mind, and her maternal instincts are triggered and anchored onto the Terminid larvae. Thus, a "Brood Mother" is born.

This unique Terminid variant is typically found on "core hive worlds" deep within Terminid-controlled territory. Its hardened carapace can withstand most attacks. It can rapidly hatch large numbers of Terminid larvae and command them in battle, while also capturing and transporting other humans deep into the hive for conversion...

(Artist:imsofckinlost)
They often mistakenly believe that simple walls will keep all monsters out, but Bloatflies attracted by household waste can easily fly over the fences, then seize the panicked former Vault Dwellers caught off guard, injecting their larvae and eggs into them, transforming them into incubators for their offspring.

What's worse, former Vault Dwellers who have endured such encounters can easily become addicted to this forbidden experience. So when other adventurers arrive at these small settlements, they often find themselves besieged by overwhelming swarms of Bloatflies...

Most Vaults enforce weapon control policies on various armaments. As a result, Vault Dwellers who sneak out to forge their own legends often discover in their very first battle that the weapon in their hands is nothing like what they imagined.

An unexpected recoil often causes the weapon to fly out of their hands. The giant, radiation-mutated cockroaches will certainly not let such an opportunity go to waste.

They use their secretions to pin the foolish prey to a surface, completely stripping them of their ability to fight back, and then proceed to inject eggs via their ovipositors into every orifice of the prey's body, including the mouth, vagina, and intestines.

The human body's temperature provides an ideal incubation environment for these eggs. And once the first brood of baby Radroaches hatches inside the prey and crawls out, a second batch, a third batch, and even more eggs will soon be injected into the victim once again...

After all, a Radroach population roaming the ruins often numbers in the thousands.

Their sharp, mutated proboscises can easily pierce through a human skull, while their ovipositors constantly hold countless eggs waiting to hatch.

Unfortunate victims are often seized and held tight by the creatures. The bloodbug then drives its proboscis through the victim's skull while simultaneously inserting its ovipositor into the victim's body to deposit eggs. The victims can clearly feel their brains being sucked out as one wet, soft egg after another is forced into their bodies, until they finally become a corpse packed full of bloodbug eggs with nothing left inside their cranial cavity.

What makes it truly terrifying is that this gruesome end is said to be accompanied by an intensely powerful sexual climax—so much so that many wastelanders are drawn to it, which has in turn allowed bloodbugs to run rampant across the wasteland...

This is especially critical if you plan on entering areas infested with Bloatflies. Their massive size and horrifying appearance can easily send any Vault Dweller into a panic upon discovering their weapon has malfunctioned—and as flying creatures, they are extremely difficult to escape once they give chase.

Once a Bloatfly catches its prey, it will drive its ovipositor into the victim's body, injecting a mixture of semen, larvae, and eggs. This fluid produces a potent anesthetic effect when absorbed through mucous membranes, so if you find yourself in this situation, there is only one outcome—becoming a living incubator for countless Bloatflies, with your mouth, intestines, and uterus all completely filled to the brim with semen, larvae, and eggs...

Some female Vault Dwellers will become infatuated with the radroaches that are everywhere, mutated and enlarged by radiation, indulging in mating with them and breeding radroach offspring.

This trend often sweeps through the Vault quickly, eventually turning the entire Vault into a paradise for radroaches and their breeding beds.

As the infection deepens with the liquid injected into your body, you will begin to wonder why you resisted, and after that, you won’t even have the thought of questioning anymore—you will become the same mindless sexual flesh as they are.

A massive, radiation-mutated insect drives its ovipositor deep into my body, and my frame convulses involuntarily with each of its thrusts. I can feel, with vivid clarity, my own brain being slowly churned into a pulp by it—and I am lost in a dizzying, ecstatic pleasure from that sensation...

At the end of my life, it ejaculates and lays its eggs inside me. Semen, eggs, and the paste-like remnants of my brain spill from my eye sockets, my nostrils, my mouth. My lifeless body crumples to the ground, my cranial cavity now filled with a foul mixture of semen, eggs, and brain matter. Before long, the larvae will hatch from my skull...

I have to admit this ending is enviable for me.
(I saved this video a long time ago, but unfortunately I can't find its source now😭😭😭)

I'm not your breeding pouch and that hole isn't for breeding! You big dumb brute!

I-I can't breathe, Please don't k-kill me...

Now, accept your new identity and enjoy your dinner, pet.

It is truly impressive! And you are clearly a standout in the field.
Perhaps should have you teach it to the other slaves, so they can provide better service in bed.
(Artist:mura tpg)

Just you don't want to get double-crossed and end up as a slave...
(Artist: rindekey & echiee)