Sickness, Sweet Kisses, and Stingers (Agnes)

Agnes couldn’t believe her string of luck. First she got sick, then she lost track of her transformation cycle, and lastly she ended up having to cancel a much needed date with her sweet girlfriend. The young insect queen simply couldn’t imagine what bad karma she was receiving right now but whatever it was, it must have been a doozey. So, sadly, the teenager had to face her latest transformation knowing that when she woke up, she was not going to be the best of circumstances.

Wow, sugar cravings, transformation, and sickness. It just was not Agnes Nicholas’ day.

But, thanks to the efforts of her lover and her sister, Agnes was able to make it to her molting stage with as little discomfort as she could. They watched over her, they fed her, they made sure she was comfy, it was all so incredibly sweet and wonderful. She truly was the luckiest girl in the city, if not the planet!

Creeeak! Craack!![/b]

Agnes shuddered and turned inside of her cocoon. The shell which made the vague shape of her body began to crack and peel as the end of her molting phase drew closer. She was finally beginning to awaken, her mind returning from the void of primordial screeches that attempted to keep her there. Her human thoughts had fully began to comprehend that she needed to wake up and that she had to push to survive.

Thin, frail looking arms began to flex and shove as the palms of her hands were pressed against the shell and shoved with all her might. It was only when she managed to crack open a large piece of it did she smell enough fresh air to actually gasp. With a shuddering sigh the runaway screeched, slowly (much more fluidly than the first time she molted) Agnes wriggled and moved, instinctively finding the weakest parts of her shell and exploiting them.

Before long, Agnes took a deep, healthy breath as she bolted into a sitting position, her naked body slathered with the remnants of the ooze that had once been inside the shell. Shaking, she took another breath but it was quickly interrupted by a hardy sneeze. She shivered at the pain and tickle that came with the sneeze. Great…she was still sick…

A sigh and she turned, looking through weak eyes at the person at her bedside.

“R-Rebecca?”

>> "Aye, Ah'm here for you."[/color]

Agnes was so thankful to hear that lyrical voice. It was so sweet and calming that it made the young runaway feel as if everything would be okay. But despite that, she knew how much Rebecca didn’t always like being a part of this phase in her life. It could be quite gross and Agnes hated the idea of putting Rebecca through anything that made her feel uncomfortable.

But, Rebecca always managed to stay; and that always made Agnes feel better. She hated going through this alone.

She coughed briefly and groaned as she felt the soreness slinking throughout her entire body. She had hoped that by molting she would feel better but apparently it didn’t work like that. The damned sickness was still linger, thought definitely not as bad. For whatever reason she was getting over this illness far quicker than she normally would. It was still uncomfortable though.

Casually she lifted her hands to peer down. Ick, of course this was her most current phase…the stingers. She hated these things. Not only did it make moving around inconvenient but it could also be extremely dangerous. She constantly feared touching anyone for fear of accidentally stinging them. So far she had been lucky and hadn’t done so, but she feared the moment she accidentally did.

Rebecca returned to her bedside and Agnes offered her a weak, shy smile. She was thankful for her girlfriend, she put up with so much from her and yet she never once made her feel bad about it. The stars had indeed shined brightly on her for giving her the redheaded lass.

Foreheads were pressed together and Agnes sniffled.

>> "You're still burning up, love..."[/color]

“Guh, stupid germs, invading my body,” she grumbled. She sighed as she arched her back, trying to loosen her muscles that had been in the same position for far too long. She smiled again to Rebecca, a little shyly. She needed to get used to the idea that this young woman had already seen her naked; the idea of it still managed to make her blush. “Um, I-I’ll go take a shower then I’ll clean up my bed,” she said as she sniffled again. “Thank you, for staying with me.”

She motioned to pat Rebecca’s hand but quickly recoiled before she could touch her. Damn stingers…

>> "Ah love being here wi' you," [/color]

Agnes smiled. Rebecca really was the sweetest thing. She was thankful to have a girlfriend like her, to be able to depend on her for things like this. Even though Agnes knew that these weren’t the best of circumstances, that is what love was, right? It was the ability to stand by your partner, whoever they may be, through both the bad times and the good times. It was stand together and support one another through absolutely anything.

If that were really the definition of “love” then it was obviously that the two girls were enraptured by it. They gave themselves to each other fully and trusted that they would not be hurt. At least that is how Agnes felt. She knew, deep down, Rebecca would never hurt her…and vice versa.

Shyly the young insect queen headed for her bathroom, grabbing a disposable towel from her night stand. Sitting up from her bed, the remaining bits of her shell began to peel and fall off, landing soundlessly on the soft sheet of the mattress. As she began to wrap the towel around her, to keep her modesty, she winced when those damn stingers got caught. They were always most sensitive whenever she just finished molting. It would be a couple of hours before they would stop.

She turned to leave Rebecca behind, but the shy voice of her girlfriend immediately caused the young runaway to paused and turn back to her.

>> "Um, if it'd be easier, Ah could help." [/color]

She blinked…and immediately a flush of red began to appear across her cheeks. Yes, even though they had already…been to bed with one another, it was still something to get used to. The last person that Agnes had ever slept with, before Rebecca, was Rhythm and that was only for one night. She needed to get used to the idea that Rebecca was an ongoing relationship and that this is what people did in a relationship.

Still a little red, she smirked a little, and tried to keep her voice from cracking.

“Um, o-okay. I-I mean, just the hair, if you don’t mind?” she said as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through her moist hair. “It tangles around the stingers. Hurts like hell.”

>> "Ah, um, Ah'd be glad tae..."[/color]

Agnes wasn’t sure if Rebecca was beginning to regret her decision to help or if maybe she was just blushing at the idea at actually sharing a shower with her. Hmm, come to think of it, Agnes herself was beginning to blush at the idea too. Just imagining sharing something so intimate with Rebecca seemed liked a big step, almost as big as when they first slept together. She actually began to wonder if maybe this was a good idea.

After all, this was something that she had to live with. On top of that, she wouldn’t be able to have Rebecca’s help once she was living at Jullia—

Rebecca was undressing.

She had to pause and catch her breath as she watched the lovely young woman beginning to shed her clothing in order to join her in the bathroom. Shyly, though, Agnes could not keep herself watching. Even though Rebecca was her girlfriend, it was not like she was invited to watch her so she kept her gaze averted, respectfully of course.

>> "Alright, let's gae. 'Cept…jist this once, keep your hands tae your self,"[/color]

A small smile played on her lips as she turned her eyes back to her towel-clad lover. She could only give her a snarky look in response her for girlfriend’s little glib remark. Of course Agnes knew that she couldn’t touch her, but maybe Rebecca had a point in telling her to stay calm. It would be easy to lose herself in the sensation and, really, she didn’t want to harm the redheaded Scot because she was being touchy.

She nodded in agreement. And then also sneezed in agreement.

“Gawd, sorry…” she grumbled.

A groan fell from her mouth as she raised her fingers to her sore head. She really hated feeling like this. There was hope that a hot shower would at least alleviate some of the symptoms.

With that she sighed and led the way into the bathroom and immediately started the hot shower…

>> "It's okay, silly lass. Ah jist hope a nice hot shower'll get ye feeling better."[/color]

“Me too,” Agnes grumbled but still smiled appreciatively at her girlfriend.

She really did hope that it was true. She was in agony and wanted to be able to feel better again but for whatever reason this sickness was taking a bit to heal. It was probably because she was molting at the same time and that process tended to leave her weaker than she would normally be. Her body was more than likely going haywire trying to heal itself, as well as cope with her transformations.

She sighed. Nature was truly being unkind to her at the moment.

Slipping into the bathroom, she turned the knobs of the shower and leaned away as first scorching hot water flooded out of the showerhead, followed by the chilling cold. The two temperatures battled it out until they slowly began to reach a nice and comfortable balance.

Waiting, she turned back to Rebecca and smiled a little weakly. However did she get so lucky to have someone like her in her life? She would never be able to answer that question. Which was why she remained silent to just enjoy the moment.

>> "Ah want you tae recover quickly. Maybe before you gae off switching back tae your wings…Ah e'en made soup tae help you along.”[/color]

Agnes frowned a little. Not because she didn’t like what Rebecca said, but because she knew that she was right. She knew that if she pushed herself to attempt to molt again, she was going to be at a loss. She would probably end up making herself sicker and that was something she definitely could not have.

Meekly she nodded in agreement, but still smiled. Rebecca really was far too sweet to her.

“Soup sounds delicious,” she beamed as she sniffled a bit.

She then watched in silence as Rebecca maneuvered herself over to the shower. The towel was removed and Agnes caught sight of her beautiful girlfriend. Again, all it ever did was remind her just how lucky she was. Someone like Rebecca should never date a girl like Agnes, especially not when her powers left her in such disgusting circumstances. But it was a comment she was not going to make at the moment.

>> "Um, y-you can come in. Th' water is really nice." [/color]

She nodded as, shyly, she began to de-towel herself as well. The cheap, but once clean towel, was not covered with the residue of her molting, and bits and pieces of the shell that had still clung onto her. She would have to make sure to dispose of it because she doubted that simply washing the towel would do any good now. But, as her mind wandered away from such thoughts, she paused as she remembered to look into the shower. Rebecca was there, still waiting for her.

Agnes took a breath as she let her hands hang at her sides, trying to keep the stingers poised at her own outer thighs. They wouldn’t pierce her own skin so it was best to keep them there and out of Rebecca’s way.

“Ahh-CHOO!” she groaned as she covered her nose and mouth. That one especially hurt. She sighed as she stepped into the shower, still covering the lower part of her face as she looked at Rebecca. “Sorry…”

Rebecca was far too good at this. Whereas Agnes was first a little shy and nervous about this little endeavor of theirs, it didn’t take long for Rebecca’s hands to wash all those feelings away. Before she knew it, she sighed as she just let her girlfriend running her fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp, and easing the symptoms of her stuffy head. The combination of the relaxing shampooing and the hot mist of the water seemed to be doing wonders in easing her tension and the aches that wracked her body.

The runaway sighed a little, content, as she held her arms loosely at her sides. The lather and water proceeded to wash the rest of the goop from her hair and the runaway immediately knew then that Rebecca was right, she should probably stay in this form for a little while longer. Her body was just far too weak as it was and if she managed to molt again, she would probably just end up worse.

She sighed, though, feeling those soft hands run through her hair, washing away all the residue and chips of shell that had managed to get tangled in her locks. The sensations just all felt too good to realy stop, but she knew that it had to. As much as she wanted her girlfriend, as good as she was making her feel, she knew that they could not carry on. She was sick and she had poisonous barbs on her hands. She would be in agony if she accidentally stung Rebecca.

So she instead just remained quiet and tried to allow herself to enjoy this moment for as long as it could last. Before long, she felt her hair reach its usual softness and was clear of any bits of her molting. She contentedly smiled as she leaned forward and let the streams from the showerhead wash over his face and body, cleansing her hair of all general grossness from her molting.

But soon she tensed up again, not as much as before since she was so relaxed from the hair washing, but just a little when she felt Rebecca press against her back and whisper in her ear.

>> "You're hair's clean an' gorgeous again... w-want me tae clean you're back?"[/color]

Agnes bit her bottom lip. Boy how did she ever want that—but she knew she couldn’t. She had to resist otherwise she may inadvertently sting Rebecca. Still though, it was an increasingly hard decision to make.

A sigh and she turned, smiling as Rebecca peeked over her shoulder (it was just too cute). Leaning over she kissed her softly on the cheek but recoiled when she felt another tickle in her throat. It didn’t develop into a cough, but she paused nonetheless.

“T-Thank you,” she whispered. “But…I’m afraid if you do that…well…” she held up her palms to show the glistening stingers. “I…don’t want to hurt you,” she sighed. Agnes knew that she wouldn’t be able to control herself if this went on much longer; despite the fact that she was sick and had stingers. So, sadly, she shook her head, but still smiled at her girlfriend. “Thank you, though, for helping me with my hair. I really do apprecia—COUGHCOUGHCOUGH!”

She groaned as she coughed and covered her mouth. Yeah, that was definitely a mood killer.

>> "Hands in th' air,"[/color]

Agnes complied as she tried to keep the coughing attacking from fully knocking her down onto her butt. She hated feeling like this and wanted it to just stop. Unfortunately that was not how it worked. If everyone could just will their sicknesses away, then no one would be sick. And while that would be a paradise, it was obviously not within her or anyone else’s power. She sighed as she sniffled.

She tensed and squeaked a little in surprise when she felt the soft, pale arms of her lover wrapped around her waist and giving her a hug. Agnes smiled when she felt Rebecca’s body pressed close to her own. Her arms wavered, wanting to reach down and wrap around her as well, but before her arms were even halfway down, she stopped herself. She knew that she couldn’t do so. Those damn stingers made any closeness a risk.

So, the young insect queen resigned herself to keeping her hands up, as if she were some criminal being arrested and waited for the hug to end. She still smiled, thankfully for the tender display and waited for Rebecca to exit the shower before she lowered her hands.

>> "Finish up soon. Ah'll be waitin' for you, honey."[/color]

“Of course,” she said with a kind nod.

Watching Rebecca dress and leave, she sighed a little. She really was lucky; to have a girlfriend like her, that was so understanding, so gently, and so sweet and kind. It was the type of relationship that she had always wanted, but never dreamed she would find any one. They cared for each other so deeply that she doubted anything could break them up. And for that—

“Ah-Ah-AH-CHOO!!” she groaned and she leaned forward and let the warm water of the shower run down her face. She’ll finish such thoughts later.

If only took Agnes a few moments to wash off the last of the residue, scrub her skin clean, and finally towel herself off. She had to admit that she did feel just the smallest bit better but she was still pretty uncomfortable. Her nose had loosened but she could still feel the congestion between her eyes. She grumbled a little about the cruelty of nature as she pulled on a bathrobe that had been waiting for her and stepped out of the steaming bathroom, towel drying her hair. She smiled when she saw Rebecca, sporting a bowl of soap.

(At least that is what she assumed it was since she couldn’t smell it all that much.)

Still, though, it was a touching scene that made the young runaway smile from ear-to-ear. She grinned as she moved over and climbed onto the bed to sit next to her sweet girlfriend.

“That looks delicious,” she said with a beaming smile. “How’d I get so lucky?”