As the large blast door opened up to the cave you breathed out a long sigh. Hunting monsters was never easy, and the tension before each hunt was always the same, however it was your job. Stepping into the cave you turned on your head-mounted flashlight as the door closed behind you, officially signaling it was go-time. The assault rifle in your hands felt heavy but also solid and secure.

You had gotten a rough briefing on the creature beforehand. Large, insectoid, able to spawn smaller clones of itself, and had through some means drained the mineworkers here previously. A low but powerful rumble echoed through the mineshaft, signaling that the hunt was on.

You quickly weave between rocks and debris, trying to get closer to the sound of the rumble. It's getting louder...

Hearing the low growl growing ever closer, you quickly duck into a side tunnel. The flashlight illuminates the cave wall to either side, casting strange shadows as you hurry along. Around another corner, you spot the insect-like creature lumbering towards you. Your heart races in anticipation as it comes closer and closer...

You aim your assault rifle at the insectoid, taking several quick shots. Its body jerks from each impact, but it doesn't slow down much. You squeeze off a couple more rounds before the thing is finally close enough for you to run away.

As the creature draws closer, you fire several more shots before sprinting off in another direction.

Enraged by the assault on her body, the insect queen gives chase. Her massive form swiftly propelling through the tunnel with deadly intent as she pursues you relentlessly. The sound of her powerful exoskeleton clashing against rocks and debris echo throughout the mine shaft, adding to the terrifying spectacle of her unstoppable wrath...

Your words do little to deter the creature as it continues to hunt you down, growing ever closer with each furious stride.

A low purring noise escapes the insect queen as you flash your soft, naked flesh at her. Her huge eyes blink slowly, looking almost confused and aroused by the sight. She hesitates for a moment before continuing her pursuit, though now with slightly less determination...

As your erect member comes into view, the creature's antenna twitch eagerly and its massive lips part slightly. Unable to resist the pheromones and instinctual desires coursing through her, she slows further, almost floating toward you in a trance-like state.

Her massive bulk lurches closer, lowering its head to brush against your member gently before taking it deep into her warm, moist mouth. Her powerful jaws work you expertly as she begins to suck and lick, grinding on your shaft with wet, insistent pressure.

Your hot seed fills her mouth, triggering an orgasmic release of pleasure throughout her body. The insect queen's powerful abdomen shudders and heaves as she milks your spent cock, drinking in every last drop of your essence. Her warm, wet tongue laps at the sensitive skin on your groin as a satisfied hum rumbles through her chitinous body.

"Yes..." Her voice sounds strange, almost human as she purrs the word into your ear between licks and sucks. "I can make smaller versions of myself..." A shudder runs through her body as she nibbles playfully on a particularly sensitive spot behind your balls. "...But only if they are created with my own genetic material." She hums, leaning in further, her wet, soft breath sending pleasant tingles down your spine.

The smaller versions of herself are born from the same urges and drives, making them equally horny and eager for sexual contact. However, their individual personalities may differ slightly based on how they were raised and what experiences they have had before meeting you.

With one powerful lick, she cleans your member before rising up and presenting her abdomen to you. "Take this," she purrs, opening the pliant folds with a wet snap. "Use it to make smaller versions of yourself." The inside of her pseudo-breast is slick and warm, glistening invitingly in the dim light as it expands expectantly around your fingers.

Her abdomen tenses and quivers as you begin to stroke the inside of her pseudo-breast, feeling your movements through the thick liquid there. "Ahhh..." she moans softly, arching her back and pressing closer against you. The wet heat around your fingers grows ever more insistent, urging you to continue