femanon here. I have a horrible fear of cockroaches. I am very meticulous in keeping my apartment clean, especially the kitchen. I have a great worry that if I don't wear my underwear at night one will crawl into my vagina. my vagina is especially warm and moist, and its a dark place. this is the triad of obsession for a cockroach, right? my stupid roommate cannot understand my fear. I definitely know cockroaches crawl into ears, and it doesn't seem as enticing. please help.
Femanon here. I have a horrible fear of cockroaches. I am very meticulous in keeping my apartment clean...
Evan Allen
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Ayden Ortiz
Nice oc!
Keep up the work!
Brody Thompson
If you get up in the middle of the night, do see them run when you turn on the kitchen light?
William Wood
Vaginas default to "closed", so unlike ears or nostrils they would have to force themselves in. Probably not something you need to worry about, especially if your apartment is as clean as you say it is.
Maybe look into studying home maintinence and deep cleaning to sate your anxiety.
Levi Bennett
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Thomas Wilson
Well fuck you too then, bitch
Landon Rivera
Show us your lil roach cave then
Hudson Smith
Did you also know that they can crawl into your mouth and ears? Spiders can as well and those like to lay eggs too; my point is get over it because you have already taken in hundreds of bugs and will continue to do so until you die, then the worms and maggots move in.
Levi Campbell
you guys aren't making this better i'm actually really nervous about this and its silly.
I do deep clean a lot. just the other day I had the garbage disposal replaced to make sure there wasn't anything left in there. its costing me money.
Charles Smith
vagene pls and bobs to
Hunter Peterson
>ITT things femanons would know if they were actually femanons.
Gabriel Hall
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Chase Peterson
it doesn't fully seal or anything things can still enter if they wanted to.
Sebastian Ward
>femanon here
Pic related, it's you, you fat fuck
Anthony James
send pic of vagina i need to inspect will give quote on how likly a breach is to occur
James Green
Wanna come visit my dirty fucking cabin?
Daniel Young
>cockroaches will crawl into my vagina
You're thinking of centipedes.
Jackson Morris
Reminds me of something
Sunday was warm and sunny, just how I always fantasized it would be when I finally went through with it. I stared walking to the dumpster again, I think about 2pm, and I was really excited and nervous. I felt butterflies in my tummy, just anticipating what I was about to do.
The dumpster is in the alley behind a restaurant near my house. It gets emptied on Tuesdays, so by Sunday it's pretty stinky and there are flies buzzing around. Which means there are things rotting inside there and that's just perfect for me. A few times in the past I climbed into that dumpster and masturbated. Nothing too intense. Most I'd ever done was take off my pants and hump against the dirty garbage bags. And one time I laid there with my legs spread, watching the flies land on me.
So anyway, I walked down the alley to the dumpster, and as usual I made sure nobody was around, just to be extra careful. You have to go behind a tall wooden fence to even see the dumpster, and the restaurant is closed on Sunday anyway, so I knew I wouldn't be noticed. But this time there's no way I want to be disturbed. I climbed up and over the side and onto my hands and knees into the mass of plastic garbage bags and other miscellaneous rubbish. The bags felt warm from the sun. The smell in there was extremely foul, much worse than usual, and I knew it was because of my rotting meat. I sat and tried to get myself to relax for a few minutes. There was no reason to hurry. When I was ready, I calmly took off my sandals, my jeans, and my panties. Both pairs. I was wearing two pairs of tight panties with a bunch of my panty liners in the crotch, which keeps anything in my vagina from coming out when I move around. But I was going "all the way" this time, so I went ahead and got completely naked. That was a weird feeling, being totally nude inside the dumpster. It seemed very erotic to me. The sun felt warm on my skin, especially my boobs, which pretty much never see the sun.
Parker Reed
I took a pair of rubber kitchen gloves out of my pants pocket and put them on. There was no way I could bring myself to actually touch a maggot with my bare hands. Lying with my back against the side of the dumpster, I fingered my pussy. I was really wet already. I knew I would be. The sensation of the rubber glove against my clit felt unusual, and I kind of liked it. I did that for a little while, just thinking about what I was about to do, while staring at the smaller garbage bag in the far corner of the dumpster where I'd left it yesterday. I still felt the butterflies in my tummy. I kept thinking to myself that I can't wimp out, that I had to go through with this. I wished for a moment that someone else was there to force me to do it, but decided that it was somehow much more sick and depraved to do it to myself willingly. And I thought, yeah, that's me. That's what I want. I deserve this. And so I knew it was time to do it
I got back on my hands and knees and crawled to the other side of the dumpster. I sat down next to my garbage bag, gently picked it up and placed it in front of me. The terrible smell was already stronger. Carefully, I tore the bag open. And there they were. There had to be thousands of maggots, kind of beige-yellow with little black spots on them, all writhing in a large mass. I couldn't even see the rotting meat underneath them. Dozens more maggots clung to the inside of the black plastic, which was coated with a thick light-brown slime. It was such a repulsive sight I thought I was going to throw up right there. But I didn't. I took a few minutes to get control of myself, fingering my clit while staring at the maggots, trying to work up the courage to continue.
Luis Lee
I scooped up some of the slime on my gloved finger and brought it to my nose. I knew what it was from the reading I'd done before. It was digestive juices from the maggots, full of bacteria. And it smelled just horrible. I thought to myself, that's what I'm going to smell like. That's the stench that's going to come from my vagina. I want that, I thought, spreading my legs wide apart. I dragged my slimy finger between my pussy lips. My clit felt like a hard little pebble beneath the slime. I didn't want to cum right then, though, and I was still right on the edge of gagging, too. But I knew there was no turning back now, so I let my fingers lightly touch the top of the maggot mass. The maggots felt like nothing I'd experienced before. They seemed to have such energy, totally different from picking up an earthworm or something. And they felt so alive. I was fascinated and nauseated at the same time. Sinking my fingers into the mass, I felt the solid meat beneath. Gently breaking it apart, I could see that the meat had turned gray except for the very center which was still pink, and that the maggots had penetrated into it but not too deeply yet. There was still plenty of food for my filthy little babies. I broke off a small chunk of meat that was covered on one side with maggots and held it for a moment while I fought back another urge to vomit. It was finally time, I thought. I leaned forward, and holding my pussy lips apart with one hand, I gritted my teeth and pushed the maggot-covered chunk of meat into my vagina. And then, totally without expecting it, I had an orgasm. A quick, sharp one that only made me want more.
Ryan Williams
And more was coming. I broke off another small chunk of meat, along with another part of the maggot mass and pushed it inside me. This one had more maggots on it, and I stopped for a moment to see if I could feel them inside me. I wasn't sure I could, but it didn't matter. I wanted them all. I needed to take them all inside me. With that thought, I went sort of wild. I started pushing bigger chunks of meat and maggots, and even handfuls of just maggots into me, over and over. I was practically hyperventilating, too. I wasn't thinking at all about the noise I must have been making. But now I could definitely feel the maggots squirming inside my vagina. Just the idea of it made me cum again.
Finally, once I had crammed all of the rotten meat, and all of the maggots I could inside me, I felt so filthy, so disgusting, like I'd turned myself into some low, depraved sort of beast. And that made me so incredibly hot, together with the constant movement of the maggots inside me. But it was time to go. Holding my hand over my crotch, I slowly crawled back to my clothes and managed to get dressed again without anything coming out. I put the gloves back into my pocket and climbed out of the dumpster. And right then I could hold back the revulsion of what I'd just done no longer. Holding myself up against the side of the dumpster, I threw up. Ever vomited while you were horny? It's weird.
Walking home down the alley, I felt like I was in a daze. I kept asking myself how I could have done this to myself, but then asking why I'd waited so long. I had to walk slowly to make sure nothing got squeezed out of my vagina, but also to keep from cumming again. I found myself amazed at the whole thing, that I'd stuffed the most intimate part of myself with these things that were too disgusting to even touch without gloves. And that I was totally getting off on it.
Tyler Edwards
>femanon here
tits or GFTO is the only valid reply, all these fucking newfags
Noah Cook
Once I was home, I locked myself in my bedroom, took off my clothes, except for my double-panties, and got into bed. I closed my eyes and just let myself feel the maggots squirming inside me. For a while I tried to watch TV, but I could really pay attention to it. The maggots were too wonderfully distracting. I skipped dinner. Later on, when I really had to pee, I did it by taking down my panties and holding my hand over my crotch, wearing the rubber gloves, of course.
The next morning I called off of work after being awake most of the night. I mainly stayed naked in my bed all day masturbating, barely getting up for anything. I wanted to do nothing but let my nauseating little babies grow inside my pussy. Pretty early, though, I realized the smell was getting really horrible. I opened the window. I also wet a bath towel and stuffed it under my bedroom door. I didn't want my parents to get suspicious.
A little later on I realized that I didn't need the panties to hold the maggots and the meat inside me. The mass pretty much stayed in place as long as I laid kind of still. I thought hey, I guess that means I'm infested, which made me cum again. I was always right on the edge of orgasm, and it didn't take much to go over the edge. I also noticed that the maggots seemed to be more active if I kept my legs apart and realized that they probably needed to breathe. So that's how I stayed a lot of the time. I did get up and read my email and posted an update on my web page but I couldn't seem to think clearly enough to write much. Then I had to pee again, but I just didn't want to get up. So I just peed in the bed. It made me cum. I just wanted to keep feeling the maggots moving. And they were. They seemed even stronger, in anything. I was totally in heaven with it. I didn't eat at all, either.
Chase Garcia
I heard my parents come home from work. During the evening my mom said hello through the door and wondered why I was staying in my room like a hermit. I said I was reading a novel all the way through at once, which I actually do sometimes. She left me alone. I hoped she didn't smell anything. I surfed the Web for a while that night and looked at porn. I came a few more times. I decided to go ahead and take a shit in my bed, right where I was. That just made me more turned on and I ended up smearing some of my shit over my thighs and my pussy and cumming again. I noticed that the maggots started coming out a bit. Maybe they liked the shit. A couple tmes one would creep up on my belly. I'd just flick it back down between my legs.
I was getting tired at that point. It really was time to sleep and my vagina was throbbing and kind of sore from all of the attention. But I was most worried about making sure my maggots could breathe while I was sleeping. Somehow, I managed to find the energy to place a chair on either side of my bed and use sheets to tie my ankles to them. That would keep my legs apart during the night. I pulled the blankets over myself and dozed off lying in my piss and shit.
Blake Sullivan
For the most part I slept through the night, but I kept waking up sweating, with my vagina throbbing worse. I knew I was getting a bad infection from this, but I didn't care. I was not thinking right. I could also feel maggots crawling all over me. I guess I decided I liked that and I'd play with my clit until I came again. I don't know if I realized at the time that I wasn't wearing the rubber gloves anymore. I'd fall back to sleep and wake up again later with little phrases running through my head. Other girls have babies but I give birth to decay and filth, I'd keep thinking to myself. Or I'd say I'm probably ruining my womb and I don't care, I want to be ruined. I know I must have been hallucinating from the infection. I was hoping the maggots had given up on the rotten meat and were eating my vagina instead. My fingers were buried inside my vagina, with my fingertips against part of the meat. Whenever I pressed on it, the maggots would squirm faster and I'd climax again. I could do it over and over and keep cumming.
Finally it was Tuesday morning and sunlight made me wake up. I knew I was really, really sick at that point. I felt weak and dizzy, I knew I had a fever, and now my whole lower belly was sore and throbbing. Despite all that I was still horny and I was still right on the edge of cumming. And then for some reason, all I wanted to do was see my maggots.
I pulled the blankets aside and saw that I really did have maggots crawling all over my body. I was so whacked out I loved it. But I also saw that I had a rash spreading over my tummy and my thighs, and I was soaked with sweat. And then suddenly I needed to see what it looked like between my legs. I sat up a little, picked up the hand mirror I have on the table next to my bed, and held it between my thighs.
Jayden Sanders
My pussy was totally gaped wide open. I'd never seen it like that before. It reminded me of a mouth in a sick, gagging expression. My inner lips were swollen and dark purple, almost black, while my outer lips were cherry red and I was losing a layer of dead skin, like a sunburn. A stream of the light brown slime was oozing from inside my vagina and down my butt crack onto the shitty mattress. Although I could still feel a large mass of maggots and rotten meat inside me, there were maggots everywhere between my legs. Hundreds of them.
And then I saw my fingers on my pussy. They plunged deep into my vagina and dragged out a wad of slime and maggots, which I pressed hard against my clit. I remember having a huge orgasm right then, and I must have passed out. I think I was sobbing too, but I'm not sure.
That's all I remember until I woke up in the hospital.
Christian Bell
AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT
Landon Kelly
>this gave me a boner
fucking kill me
Isaac Long
No brother, you must join us in the Cult of the Great Cockroach. We're going to capture females and feed them to bugs, starting with the OP! It is the start of a great golden age, brother!
Parker Sanders
Aight, cool. How are we gonna track OP down tho?
Samuel Clark
That's an old copy pasta but it checks out.
Lucas Gomez
Our scout roaches will find her. OP's paranoia is a sign, they must already have her scent. It is only a matter of time, brother!
Adrian Cook
OP here I need help with problem its keeping me from sleeping well. sometimes I have to wear blue jeans because I get too paranoid. you guys are making it worse.
Bentley Nelson
Can I masturbate while I watch?
Jaxson Reed
Do you have any spandex tights available?
Also, try inserting an inflatable plug, and pump it up nice and large, so there won't be any way for them to actually slip inside of you.
Sebastian Wright
I hope a cockroach crawls into your vagina and lays eggs in your warm flesh portal, they’ll grow and find nourishment in the flesh walls of your orifice and the dripping juices that seeps from them
Levi Thomas
You must learn to embrace the Great Endoskeletal Ones. They long for your moist, dark embrace, and your sacrifice will bring on the birth of thousands! You must learn to accept it!
Of course, brother, but you must be sure to do it on the sacrifice, for the Great Endoskeletal Ones do not wish to waste a drop of gravy that could help to feed their burgeoning, writhing brood.
Samuel Perez
Tits or gtfo you dirry slag.
Jeremiah Rivera
OP the solution here is stupid obvious: just set up a webcam looking at your vagina and we'll dutifully watch it while you sleep, to make sure no bugs crawl in. It's foolproof.
Evan Hughes
Okay, I'll step up and help out for a change. You come stay the night at my place and while you're sleeping, I'll slide a finger or two inside. If you wake up then obv you'll wake up if a roach tries to enter. If you don't wake up then I'll have a great night.
Landon Kelly
I tried to plug it once because I was menstrating and I was anxious that that would attract them more but it sealed and I could barely get it out. I can't do that again.
Ethan Nguyen
You must embrace your fate. The brood is writhing and quivering in anticipation of your imminent arrival.
Aiden Hill
While a clean place helps roaches are also, just like any other animal, looking for food and water and safe shelter. These attract roaches: any water source, food crumbs, certain pets, overgrown bushes or other plants, damp areas, old crap laying around especially outside. Fix all these and that eliminates most of your problems. You can also set up bait traps, plant mint (it’s a deterrent for most bugs), and do a whole home exclusion (where you patch any holes in your house). Any pest control service can do this. Also have a quarterly pest control service come in and spray. If you have neighbors that are nasty tell them clean up their act. Roaches are migratory and will go from house to house.
HTH
Zachary Sullivan
Ok. This is getting out of hand. Go see a psychologist and get this phobia under control. You will be glad you did.
Anthony Thompson
TITS OR GTFO CUNT
Cooper Gutierrez
thank-you so very much for your kind and helpful words! I wish you well!
Jayden Rogers
And go see a psychiatrist. You’ve got a for real deal phobia. It can be unhealthy. And do the math - have you ever met someone that had this happen to them? What about people that know people? Or people that know people that know people. No. Didn’t think so. The likelihood of this ever happening is basically zero. You’re more likely win the lottery three times in a week before this happens to you.
Leo Wilson
fucking slut you think roaches aren't attracted to your roasties? dirt begets dirt.
Brody Perry
Op, I lived in Florida for years, and the most they did was crawl down my leg once
Benjamin Brown
How much meth do you do? Holy shit you sound twacked
Camden Wright
Hunter Adams
Hi
Parker Martin
Isn't this lovely
Matthew Bailey
Yummy
Adrian Campbell
I don't I smoke weed sometimes but that makes it worse usually. I keep my bed's traps fresh and I don't like to check them because if there is on in there it makes me worry. I've looked into getting one of those bug nets for my bed.
Nicholas Howard
Go to the fucking hospital you fucking fat cow
Chase Butler
I am a retarded zoomer and i believe The only legitimate reason to get mad about Bideo games is when they charge
you for loot crates in star wars battlefront. mentally im an infant.
Jason Baker
ok